Mu Han could feel a very dangerous aura spreading.
"You bastard, Mu Han, if you don't quickly bow your head and plead guilty, kill me, the master of the Hidden Sword Sect, now take your life!"
Immediately, one of the masters in the realm of the Great Sage had a cold expression on his face. He held a sword in the air and pressed it down fiercely.
The terrifying sword intention condensed with the sword power, and it struck down instantly.
Hidden Sword Cult!
Mu Han had a ferocious look on his lips, holding the Hunyuan Sword in his hand, flashing in the air, and swung the sword into the air.
Dozens of sword intents converged on one point and exploded wildly. Even after breaking through the great sage's attack, the man's face became extremely ugly and he felt offended.
"You bastard, come and die!"
His eyes widened with murderous intent. Mu Han broke his sword skills. Feeling ashamed in his heart, he swung his sword again.
Clang!
Each ray of sword light swept down countless sword intents to fight, and each attack and killing technique turned into overwhelming power, causing the space to tremble.
"If you want to die, I'll send you all away together!" Mu Han's eyes flashed scarlet, and his bloodthirsty sword intent poured directly into his blood.
In an instant, the sword intent all over his body was as blazing as a tide, destroying everything, and the attacks from the masters of the Hidden Sword Cult were directly dispersed.
Fengxing Baibian flashed, and the face of the man who took action from the Hidden Sword Cult darkened. He was about to fight back, but the void began to twist.
Before he could react, a sudden burst of sword light came towards him. His pupils shrank, a bloody hole opened and closed between his eyebrows, and he died tragically on the spot.
"What did this Mu Han do?"
"First it's the Great Desolate Clan and then it's the Hidden Sword Sect!"
"This is the top force in Xuantian Territory!"
"This kid should be doomed. These two families are surrounding him. Where can he escape?"
Everyone spoke out, full of surprise at Mu Han, and also solemn about the current situation. If they were surrounded by two major forces, there would be no chance of escaping.
"The Hidden Sword Sect?" Arakawa came with the Dahuang clan and looked at the Hidden Sword Sect, his expression suddenly changed.
Everyone in the Hidden Sword Sect was extremely ugly at this time. A man in white was hoarse and said solemnly: "Chief Arakawa, join forces together, this kid must not give him any chance!"
When Arakawa heard this, he immediately sank and said solemnly: "Of course."
Mu Han's talent is so powerful, if they let this kid go, it will be even more difficult for them to subdue him after a while.
Both parties nodded, and then went out with a sudden killing spree, attacking Mu Han forcefully.
Mu Han's expression was slightly gloomy. He did not expect that people from the Hidden Sword Sect would arrive at this time. Although he could fight across borders, the number of people now was not something he could handle alone.
Prince Peng said: "I'm afraid this situation is not good for the boy."
"Don't worry, I won't let you die. As long as you have one breath left, I will take action for you immediately!"
"Destroy them in an instant."
Mu Han: "..."
Listening to King Peng's tone, I wish he was seriously injured so that it could take action!
This guy.
I really want to cook it!
"laugh!"
A member of the Hidden Sword Cult had a ferocious look in his eyes, and a sound broke through the air.
Mu Han instantly retreated, his eyes extremely dark.
A sword shadow was drawn in the void, and the dazzling sword light directly covered everything and headed towards him.
Clang!
Mu Han spun the soles of his feet, held the sword in his right hand, and swung it violently. The terrifying sword intent raged wildly. With several bangs and bangs, the opponent fell back about ten feet, and his eyes were even colder and forbidding.
Bang! Suddenly, a deep voice echoed like a ghost, Mu Han's face suddenly sank, Arakawa's big hand fell, but he was still half a beat slower.
Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Mu Han flew dozens of feet away.
Blood marks appeared on his body, and blood dripped down, and his face became more and more ugly!
"You little ant, you dare to provoke even our Hidden Sword Sect!" The man in white's eyes were extremely cold, and the golden sword light turned into a bright sword and burst out, tearing apart a piece of sky and splitting it open.
Mu Han's face darkened, and he swung his sword. All kinds of power exploded, and Mu Han fell back about ten feet away again, with blood flowing from his body.
The man in white was full of unparalleled sword intent and stared at Mu Han with a strong and sinister expression.
"There is no doubt about it anymore. This kid is very evil. If he is trained, he will definitely be one of the top masters in the Xuantian Domain. But if his sharpness is too exposed, he will definitely die!"
Everyone looked at the battle situation in front of them and couldn't help but shook their heads. It was a pity for Mu Han. If he continued to tolerate it, Mu Han would definitely become a top master in the future.
But now, only one is dead.
"You little beast, you killed so many people from our Dahuang tribe, now take your lives!!"
Arakawa roared coldly, his face was full of madness, and his cold voice sounded like madness.
Mu Han sheathed his sword!
Countless people's eyes froze. Is this kid not resisting anymore and waiting to die?
That's right.
No matter what you do now, you can't escape death!
But!
The next moment.
With a bang, before Arakawa could kill Mu Han, he was directly shaken dozens of feet away by a strong air current. His face was pale, and he looked even more ugly and humiliated.
"What's going on?" Everyone's expressions changed, and they all looked around. Unexpectedly, Mu Han was not dead, but it was the leader of the Great Wild Clan who retreated.
King Peng's eyes froze slightly, and when he looked at Mu Han's palm, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Do you still have this thing?"
Everyone looked at Mu Han's palm and saw an ancient seal the size of a palm on the young man's palm!
This thing is nothing else.
Astonishingly, it is the ancient seal of death obtained earlier!
"What is this?" Arakawa looked at the object, his voice was solemn, with an endless roar, and he could feel a strong sense of uneasiness from this ancient seal.
The eyes of the Hidden Sword Cult and others also narrowed slightly, and their expressions were extremely gloomy.
"Things that are going to kill you, use the more to bully the less, right? I'll play with you!"
Mu Han said with a ferocious smile, and with a movement of his mind, he blessed the ancient seal of death. The next moment, the endless will of death shot out and exploded upward.
The space explodes continuously!
The pupils of the Dahuang Clan and the Hidden Sword Sect contracted.
disturbed.
Sense of crisis.
"Come and play!" Mu Han said ferociously.
Puff puff puff, each of the masters of the Great Desolate Clan and the Hidden Sword Sect became extremely ugly. They directly activated their moves, but they were unable to block the attack from the ancient seal of death. They died suddenly one after another, and their blood exploded like mist.
It's miserable, it's miserable, the Little Sage and the Great Sage can't stop this power at all!
The man in white looked extremely ugly. He drew his sword and kept erupting. He shouted sternly: "Stop!"
With a pop, a beam of light instantly pierced the center of his eyebrows, making his face extremely pale and full of reluctance. Did he die just like that?
"Ahhh!"
"Little beast, you are looking for death!!!"
Arakawa said angrily, his face was full of veins, and he roared angrily, the Dahuang clan has lost too much and too much heritage this time.
"laugh!"
A black airflow instantly burst out from the ancient seal of death, and it burst out towards Arakawa. The latter's face was extremely ugly, and he flicked his arms, veins surging, and pressed down directly.
The surrounding space collapsed layer by layer, suppressing the explosive power, and at this moment, even more amazing power surged out.
There was a click, and Arakawa's expression changed drastically. The attack was immediately broken, and he retreated about ten feet away. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and a bloody wound on his chest appeared.
Furious, really furious, and even more humiliating.
"Ah? What?"
Everyone looked a little unbelievable, and said in disbelief: "Let me go, Mu Han actually injured the leader of the Great Desolate Tribe, a master at the level of a saint??"
"Is this making trouble?"
The power of the ancient death seal in Mu Han's palm was obviously gone. There was a hint of ferocity in the corner of his mouth: "Next time, Chief of the Great Desolate Tribe, I will predetermine your fate!"
With a swish sound, the palm of his hand changed, and he directly plundered some of the loot, and then shot it away.
If Arakawa hadn't been seriously injured, of course he wouldn't have been able to pick up these things.