Chapter 110 Fighting on stage, or chatting on stage?
Mysterious weapons exist beyond the ninth level of spiritual weapons. The value of mysterious weapons in the wilderness is very important.
Ordinary people who want to buy mysterious weapons are simply not qualified because the price is too expensive.
Mu Han looked at it with a calm expression and a smile.
The Hunyuan Sword comes out!
Mu Han held the rusty Hunyuan Sword in his hand.
Suddenly a little empty.
The mysterious weapon suddenly trembled, and cracks appeared, as if it would collapse at any time.
"The value of Hunyuan Sword is even more terrifying..."
"Refining!"
Mu Han smiled lightly and began to devour the mysterious weapon. The next moment, the sword poured directly into his sword bones.
He just touched it lightly, so it didn't destroy the flow of power.
boom!
The sword is clanging!
Start sublimating!
The Sevenfold Sword Intention began to increase, but it was still stuck at that hurdle.
It has not been upgraded to the eighth level of sword intent.
In this regard, Mu Han was not discouraged at all.
It is inherently difficult to improve sword intent. If it is really that fast, the sword cultivator's combat power will be worthless.
However, although it did not reach the Eightfold Sword Intent.
But his current Sevenfold Sword Intention is already at its ultimate level.
It should take some time to improve the Eightfold Sword Intent.
Mu Han continued to practice. On the second day, Mu Han came out of the house and met a group of people.
One of the old men exuded strong murderous intent, and stared at Mu Han with cold eyes: "Mu Han."
Mu Han looked over and said, "Who are you?"
"Asshole."
"I am Lei Zhong!"
The old man said coldly.
Lei Zhong.
Mu Han nodded. This old man should be the elder of the Lei family that Lei Kun mentioned. Judging from the aura on his body, he was a being in the Tongxuan realm.
He is very powerful, much stronger than the Great Martial Saint.
"What's your attitude, boy?"
Lei Zhong looked at Mu Han with cold eyes.
Each student looked at Mu Han and said, "Mu Han, you have been too arrogant recently, and you have developed an arrogance that shows no respect for your superiors."
"This is Elder Lei Zhong, a master of Tongxuan Realm."
"How dare you be so presumptuous and ignore Elder Lei Zhong??"
Mu Han said: "What attitude can I use? I'm not familiar with him."
Everyone was angry.
It's really too arrogant.
Lei Zhong's eyes were extremely gloomy and he said solemnly: "You little beast, are you the genius who killed our Lei family?"
Mu Han nodded.
"Why don't you just kneel down and die?"
Lei Zhong said gloomily, the veins on his forehead popped out, looking extremely ferocious.
Mu Han said quietly: "It's your family who came to die. Go back and tell the Lei family that you don't have to die because you have nothing to do. I'm very annoyed, okay?"
"you."
Lei Zhong's eyes were about to burst.
"You bastard, you bastard, you are really looking for death."
Lei Zhong was angry.
No one has ever dared to talk to him like this.
This Mu Han is the first.
Of course, in his eyes, Lei Zhong is also the last one.
"Wait a minute, kid. I know you will participate in the competition in half a month. When the time comes, I will make your life worse than death."
Having said this, Lei Zhong turned around. Now he knew that he could not kill Mu Han. Once he took action, the academy would definitely kill him in an instant.
It is naturally impossible to waste one's life just to deal with a kid.
In the big competition, he will personally send someone to kill this kid.
Mu Han did not speak, his face was calm, and he was not afraid at all. He continued his practice for the next period of time.
one day.
Two days.
Three days.
Ten days.
Half a month.
Mu Han's realm has even reached the late stage of the Martial Saint. After feeling the abundant energy in his body, he smiled faintly, and his eyes glowed like an eagle's blazing light.
"It should be the day of the big competition."
He stood up and walked out of his house.
Head towards the location Yu Ke told him a few days ago.
One stick of incense time.
Cangyun Academy, the campus was crowded with people, Mu Han looked calm, and soon found Yu Ke's location, and walked straight to Yu Ke.
Yu Ke is wearing a light blue dress, with her long hair hanging freely, fluttering in the wind, with a touch of fragrance.
An exquisite jade face, no matter when you look at it, is flawless and breathtakingly beautiful.
Seeing Mu Han, he smiled and said, "Coming?"
Mu Han nodded: "The competition is just a martial arts contest?"
Yu Ke nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Yes."
"Winning or losing is decided by martial arts competition."
"That's pretty good, not so many flowers."
Mu Han said.
Winning or losing is decided by martial arts competition.
This is also his favorite form.
It's simple and crude, if you win, you win.
Swish, swish, at this time, figures appeared one after another near the field. They were the heads of other departments, and some elders arrived. For example, Lei Zhong had appeared a long time ago. He stared at Mu Han with malicious eyes, with endless
He had murderous intent, but Mu Han ignored it.
"When does it begin?"
Mu Han said.
"After half a stick of incense."
"Am I the only one in Heaven?"
Yu Ke was silent for a moment and nodded.
"Is Tianyuan so bad?"
Mu Han said speechlessly.
Yu Ke smiled and said: "Tianyuan is the worst department in our Cangyun Academy. I think you know it better than anyone else."
"Okay, forget me for talking too much."
Mu Han said helplessly.
It seems that whether it is a branch hospital or the main hospital, Tianyuan is so bad that no one chooses Tianyuan.
The time for half a stick of incense arrived soon.
In the distance, an old man walked out. Yu Ke said that this was the vice president of the school.
He is a master at the level of Three Venerables and Tianzun. The Three Venerables include Xuanzun, Earth Lord, and Tianzun. With such strength, he can definitely go sideways in the Great Desolate Territory.
"The academy martial arts competition begins!"
The vice president said.
Everyone exclaimed.
Swish.
At this moment, a figure instantly stepped onto the stage. This figure was wearing a black robe, holding a big sword, and howling with sword intent.
"Get out of Mu Han!" The man's eyes stared directly at Mu Han, his eyes extremely cold.
"Is this the beginning?"
Mu Han looked at Yu Kedao, who nodded: "There are not so many rules in martial arts competitions. Warriors can raise challenges."
Mu Han nodded and jumped onto the stage.
"That is Yan Fei, the deputy leader of the Red Flame Alliance. He is a great martial saint at the peak level and has a special physique."
Everyone said.
"Boy, do you dare to kill the five masters of my Red Flame Alliance?"
Yan Fei said with ferocious eyes: "I will make your life worse than death."
Everyone said: "Now that the deputy leader of the Red Flame Alliance has taken action, Mu Han's good days must be over, right?"
laugh.
Mu Han looked calm, stepped on his foot, flashed his arrow, and attacked in an instant.
Clang!
With a swipe of the sword, Yan Fei's eyes shrank, he raised his sword and blocked it suddenly, and a terrifying sound exploded. Yan Fei looked ugly and flew backwards three or four steps in an instant.
"You!" His eyes were full of resentment, staring at Mu Han with endless killing intent.
What a shame.
"Get out!" Just after he took the next step, Mu Han flashed over, his speed was extremely fast, and he kicked out. Yan Fei's face changed drastically, and he blocked it again with his knife.
But the force was so great that he flew backwards and landed outside the field, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"What?"
Yan Fei's face turned pale, and then he said ferociously, somewhat unwillingly: "Bastard, you bastard, you cheated."
His whole face was covered with veins, and he looked extremely angry.
"Well??"
Everyone's expressions were moved, you look at me and I look at you, so fast?
Mu Han said quietly: "Go on stage to compete, or go on stage to chat? I don't have time to listen to you...beep."