"I also killed a lot of people from the Great Wilderness, right?"
Mu Han looked at the man in green robe and said.
Dahuang Clan: "..."
The man in green robe had a stern look on his face and his eyes were filled with scarlet. He stared at the other person and said coldly: "You bastard, you must die!"
"Yes, how can we let him go if he kills Junior Sister Qinglian?"
The faces of the others in the Hidden Sword Sect were also extremely gloomy, and their sword intent and killing intent were intertwined all over their bodies, forming a majestic energy.
Without hesitation, he burst out instantly. The Hidden Sword Sect is the top power in the Xuantian Domain. Someone dares to provoke them like this.
It’s impossible to let go!!!
"A bunch of idiots led me to the Hidden Sword Sect with no evidence to prove that I committed murder. Didn't they just want to pry into the secrets of my body?"
"Still talking rightly here? What a bunch of idiots!"
Mu Han sneered, his sword intent erupted all over his body, and three rounds of sword power came out in an instant, sweeping across in an instant, and the sword's momentum was raging crazily.
"A sword in the subtleties!" The voice was cold, and Fengxing Baibian burst out directly, and the person flickered out like an afterimage.
The expressions of several members of the Hidden Sword Cult changed drastically, and they looked ugly, so quickly.
Clang!
The next moment, the sword light flashed, and a disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect looked horrified, holding a sword in his chest to resist.
But it was impossible to intercept Mu Han's sword!
There was a pop, the blood in his chest was as red as water, and he screamed several times.
Immediately.
Mu Han burst out with his sword again, and with a flash of sword light in the sky, the man's head was instantly cut off.
Nothing happens at all.
"you!"
The green-robed man looked ugly and said in a low voice: "No, this kid is not something we can deal with now. Let's evacuate first. This kid's strength has been greatly improved. Only elders in the realm of the Great Sage can kill this kid!"
The expressions of several other people became extremely ugly, and their voices were hoarse and angry.
Just getting ready to leave.
"The Blood-Drinking Nine Tribulations Sword!"
Mu Han's face was expressionless. These people came to him. Of course, he could not let these people leave.
After activating the sword move, the sword body was condensed with bloodthirsty sword intent in the void, and it shot out instantly.
"What kind of sword skill is this? How can it be so terrifying?"
The faces of the Hidden Sword Cult members gradually became ugly, and their eyes were full of horror and horror. Their sword skills were not possessed by the Hidden Sword Cult.
"Not good!" When the bloody sword approached, they realized that this was a battlefield.
There were traces of blood remaining in the air, and with a few pop-pop sounds, a person was killed by the hole, his eyes filled with resentment.
"Asshole!"
The man in green robe kept resisting with his sword, but he was no match for Mu Han. His pupils shrank to the extreme, his chest was severely damaged, and his face was extremely ugly: "The Hidden Sword Cult despises you!"
"Qiang!"
Mu Han drew his sword and stabbed him. The green-robed man's eyes widened and he fell to the ground unwillingly, all of them dead.
Afterwards, Mu Han put away the swords of these people and swept away all the Qiankun Rings.
He thought for a moment: "Zhenyu Palace, the Great Wilderness Clan, has another Hidden Sword Sect."
King Peng looked at Mu Han and said, "Do people in your world like to look for excitement?"
Mu Han: "What do you mean?"
Peng Wang said: "I like to seek the excitement of death!"
Mu Han: "..."
"Isn't it? There are so many scary women behind you."
"These people are still committing suicide, which is just like committing suicide."
"Huh? Don't they know the person behind you?"
As if he thought of something, King Peng looked at Mu Han and said.
They would take action only if they didn't know. If they knew, how could they take action?
Mu Han nodded and said, "Yes."
"Oh, it seems that woman is training you." King Peng said with a smile.
It's not surprising when you know the reason.
Mu Han thought for a moment, smiled ferociously, and prepared to go to the Dahuang tribe to fight first.
"Muhan!"
But it wasn't until Mu Han went to the Great Wilderness Clan.
Several more cold voices fell, and with the sound, the air trembled, and a figure walked out.
The aura of every figure is extremely rich and domineering.
The light from their eyes fell on Mu Han, like a pressure rising from the sky.
Mu Han said: "Zhenyu Palace?"
An old man in white clothes nodded and said quietly: "Mu Han, do you know that a master of the Saint Realm in our Zhenyu Palace has died?"
Hearing this, Mu Han said in surprise: "How can I know that the holy master of your Zhenyu Palace has fallen?"
"I'm not a fortune teller!"
The old man in white's face darkened and he said coldly: "That's simply presumptuous. We are not here to talk nonsense with you. Now we suspect that you are related to the death of our Zhenyu Palace master."
"So I can only ask you to go to the Zhenyu Palace to investigate."
His voice was calm, but it contained an unquestionable attitude.
Mu Han said calmly: "What if I don't go?"
"Haha, then it's not up to you!"
The old man in white sneered twice when he heard this, and stared at Lin Tianming with a deep chill.
"good!"
The old man in white smiled coldly.
"Then I won't go!" Then Mu Han finished his words. After hearing this, the smile of the old man in white suddenly stiffened.
His eyes were fixed on Mu Han, and he said coldly: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"You dare to refuse our Zhenyu Palace?"
The old man in white couldn't believe that Mu Han actually refused.
"hateful."
"Too arrogant!"
The faces of other people in the Zhenyu Palace also became extremely ugly. No one has ever dared to refuse the Zhenyu Palace. Someone refuses at this time?
Cang! Mu Han drew his sword, and then swung it, and instantly a terrifying sword light emerged, like a flash of fish belly white in the sky at dawn.
"presumptuous!"
The old man in white had an ugly expression on his face. He pressed his right hand hard and the energy around him instantly shattered. At the same time, his other hand exploded out.
No matter what the purpose is, if Mu Han takes action against him, he will be a dead man.
Bang! The old man in white took a few steps back. His face was extremely shocked and a little surprised.
The other people's expressions were also shocked by this scene, and they looked even more ugly.
The old man in white is a great saint, and he is also a master of the late stage of the great saint.
How could it be?
"Kill!" Mu Han swept his sword, and a shocking killing light flashed out in an instant, and the sword tore through the space.
The old man in white retreated violently, his face not only ugly, but also full of humiliation.
How could he be repelled? What happened?
Whoa, Feng Xing Bai Chang, Mu Han burst out again, and a large area of sword intent was like a bloody ocean, exerting pressure on the old man in white.
This swordsmanship was fierce and terrifying. The old man in white's body shook violently, and suddenly, a black beam of light burst out from behind.
The next moment, the power gathered at one point and started to flicker. The sound of chi chi chi flowed, and it immediately collided with Mu Han's sword light.
The clicking sound shattered everything, and Mu Han directly activated the Blood-Drinking Nine Tribulations Sword. Bloody sword intent flowed, and three rounds of sword power exploded.
puff!
The old man in white was seriously injured, his chest sank, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His face became extremely ugly, and his eyes were filled with horror and more anger: "How is this possible?"
"How could you, a little ant, hurt me?"
"Boy, we are members of the Zhenyu Palace. If you dare to attack us, do you want to die?" Another expert from the Zhenyu Palace said solemnly.
"Didn't your Zhenyu Palace take action first?"
Hearing this, Mu Han let out a ferocious laugh. His entire body exploded with sword intent, his eyes turned into strange pupils, and his eyes refracted for an instant.
The old man in white's pupils contracted.
Pfft! The sword light exploded, and the sword pierced directly, as fast as thunder.
The old man in white had a blood hole between his brows, and his eyes were unwilling to give in: "You!"