One sword is better than the other. Mu Yun's seven swords were slashed out in succession, and the momentum of one sword was stronger than the other.

Between these seven swords, a momentum actually began to gather.

If we say the first sword rises from the ground.

The seventh sword has become like a sky-high building, rolling down.

boom……

Boom boom boom... boom boom boom...

In an instant, seven roars fell from the sky.

Seven rays of sword light descended from the sky, and the roaring sound shook the eardrums.

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

This...is unbelievable!

The seven-movement sword style is actually able to condense such a powerful sword force. This kind of force is as if it is combined with the heaven and the earth.

Is this the tyranny of a swordsman?

But at this moment, how could Yan Xuan give up.

With the Holy Feather Halberd in front of him, his whole body was full of momentum and his blood was boiling.

Not only him, the Holy Feather Halberd in his hand was also trembling at this moment.

One person and one device seem to be completely integrated at this moment.

There was a crackling sound, and at this moment, the blood glow suddenly appeared on the holy feather halberd, and Yan Xuan's whole person suddenly appeared in a sacred state.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Shiran, who was following Yan Xuan, felt a huge wave of emotion in his heart.

"Holy Sacrifice!"

Xuan Shiran only felt his heart beating faster.

This Holy Sacrifice was an immortal technique that Yan Xuan obtained accidentally. He had seen Yan Xuan use it three times.

The three times it was used were all used under absolute headwind.

Moreover, after using the Holy Sacrifice three times, Yan Xuan killed his opponent in each case, but the price he paid was also quite high, and he was weakened for at least a few years.

This time, he did not expect that Yan Xuan would be forced into such a situation.

But now, Mu Yun's attack has fallen, and he wants to support him, but he is unable to do so.

As soon as the Holy Sacrifice came out, he would not even think about getting close to Yan Xuan, otherwise he would suffer disaster before Mu Yun could be killed.

At this moment, Yan Xuan's aura was violent all over his body, and the holy feather halberd was suspended in the air, stained with blood for half the sky.

"cut!"

With a low shout, the blood glow around Yan Xuan's body suddenly shrank to a point, and all of it was directly bombarded towards Mu Yun.

At the same time, the seven-style sword shadow directly struck down.

The two figures, at this moment, completely collided.

boom……

In the mid-air, like a comet falling, the sky was covered with blood and sword shadows.

There was a burst of chaos and confusion, which looked dizzying.

The sound of explosions lingered in the sky, and the two figures never came out. Naturally, all parties were anxious.

Among the crowd, Xuan Shiran was much calmer.

Yan Xuan has already performed the Holy Sacrifice. This time, there will be no problem and Mu Yun will die!

However, the strength of Mu Yun, a sixth-grade true immortal, can force Yan Xuan, an eighth-grade true immortal, to perform the Holy Sacrifice. This guy is even more terrifying!

"it's over……"

Xuan Shiran was determined.

"Someone showed up!"

At this moment, a voice emerged from the crowd.

Looking carefully, everyone was shocked.

"Muyun!"

"It's actually him!"

"Mr. Mu!"

Seeing Mu Yun's figure appear, everyone in the crowd was stunned for a moment.

Mu Yun's appearance here is simply incredible.

However, Mu Yun did this unbelievable thing.

Where is Yan Xuan?

Xuan Shiran looked up at the sky, still unable to believe that Mu Yun was still alive, so Yan Xuan must be still alive and would not die.

boom……

But at this moment, a figure fell from mid-air.

Surprisingly, it was Yan Xuan.

However, on Yan Xuan's chest, a broken sword penetrated his chest and blood flowed down drop by drop.

"Yan Xuan!"

Seeing the broken sword on Yan Xuan's chest, Xuan Shiran felt as if the sword was going to penetrate his heart.

horrible!

Xuan Shiran was filled with fear.

If Yan Xuan is dead, he will also be dead.

But at this moment, he was not the only one who hesitated in his heart.

Shen Gongyu and Luo Zhentian were also entangled in their hearts at this moment.

Logically speaking, Yan Xuan's strength is stronger than theirs, especially the power of the last holy sacrifice, the holy feather halberd, which they would definitely not be able to withstand.

But Mu Yun not only resisted, but also killed Yan Xuan.

At this moment, everyone was completely silent.

He Ziran said to himself with a smile: "Interesting, interesting. We don't want to mess with people like this. Get out!"

He Ziran waved his hand and led everyone away directly.

"Coward!"

Seeing He Ziran retreating directly, Shen Gongyu immediately cursed secretly.

"Then what should we do?" Luo Zhentian also felt a little retreated at this moment.

"What can we do, withdraw!"

"..."

When the personnel from both sides saw this scene, they already had the intention to retreat and began to retreat.

If Mu Yun and Yan Xuan just ended in a draw, or if Yan Xuan was defeated, they could work together to surround Mu Yun and carve up the Northern District here.

But now, it was Mu Yun who killed Yan Xuan.

Defeating a strong person in the eighth-level true immortal realm is completely different from killing a strong person in the eighth-level true immortal realm!

Mu Yun proved his strength at this moment.

It also made everyone completely stop coveting him.

Xuan Shiran hugged Yan Xuan's body, feeling sad in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

"withdraw!"

With a low drink, Xuan Shiran suddenly spoke.

The hundreds of people who followed also looked gloomy at this moment, not knowing why.

"withdraw?"

But at this moment, Mu Yun took a step forward, and the Youyu Sword had already returned to his hand.

Looking at Xuan Shiran, Mu Yun said slowly: "Did I let you go?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Not allowed to leave?

What's the meaning!
To be continued...