Supreme God Emperor

Only at this moment, Mu Yun swallowed directly and swept his spirit into the Zhu Tian Tu. Without stopping, he punched directly and slammed out again.

"Thunder God burst!"

The roar of thunder blasted out again at this moment.

The sound of thunder sounded, bursting endlessly.

All this makes everyone irresistible.

Mu Yun almost aimed at which one, and blasted up with a punch, stunned the person, and then killed him with a sword.

Not long after, there were already three people who died under his sword.

If this continues, a dozen of them will soon die.

"Shenjian Pavilion disciples follow the order and form a sword formation!"

A disciple of Tianzun pinnacle, drank.

Suddenly, nine figures walked out at this moment.

Three in the front, three in the middle, and three in the back.

It's just that the three people in the middle stood still in the air.

The nine figures condensed into an aura at this moment.

Faintly, three figures, like a long sword, stood in the air at this moment.

Several people in the Dandi Mansion were all around at this moment, looking at Muyun.

At this moment, everyone felt that the earth trembled.

A sword intent rose into the sky, making people feel unable to breathe.

At this moment, Mu Yun was holding the Eight Desolation Sword, his sword aura was soaring to the sky.

The strong breath passed one after another.

Mu Yun's eyes were cold.

"Sword formation?"

Seeing the nine figures gathered together, they condensed into bursts of majestic air.

A sword gas rolled down.

"Falling sword pose!"

Leading a disciple, cut out with a sword at this moment.

In an instant, a sword soul condensed at this moment.

Elementary swordsman!

The sword spirit roared out, and the sword falling style condensed at this moment.

The long sword gives people an unspeakable domineering aura.

"cut!"

boom……

The fierce sword light was cut off at this moment.

A strong scream sounded one after another.

Mu Yun raised his sword, blocking in front of him.

Boom...

A dull voice sounded, and Mu Yun paused at this moment with one of his legs, unloading that huge force.

At this moment, the nine disciples looked happy when they saw this scene.

Mu Yun, couldn't hold it anymore.

On the other side, Zu Ling was also surprised to see this scene.

"Haha..."

Ancestral Mausoleum split the emperor's puppet body, looked at Mu Yun, laughed loudly: "Boy, look down on my disciple of God Sword Pavilion?"

"The disciples of the Excalibur Pavilion, the three of them can form a sword formation, burst out the power of the sword formation, invincible in the same realm."

"Even, you can leapfrog to kill."

"Do you really think you can hold it?"

At this moment, Ancestral Mausoleum had a sneer in his eyes.

"So what do you do so proudly?"

Mu Yun looked at Ancestral Mausoleum, but grinned and said: "It seems that I am not dead yet, am I?"

"Also soon!"

Zu Ling sneered.

At this moment, Mu Yun stood up and grasped his hand.

"Sword Formation, this is the first time I have seen each other, it seems to be a little capable."

"I just don't know how strong your sword formation is."

After a word fell, Mu Yun went up and down, his strength gathered.

A surge of sword power rose to the sky.

God-level sword spirit!

Suddenly emerged.

At this moment, the huge sword spirit condensed a breathtaking breath.

Behind Mu Yun, a huge sword condensed at this moment.

At this moment, everyone felt that strength was drawn.

"God-level sword soul..."

Zu Ling's expression changed when he saw this scene.

The faces of the nine disciples were also ugly at the moment.

God-level sword spirit!

Comparable to the strength of Tianzun's peak realm.

How many tactics are still hidden in Mu Yun?

At this moment, there was an uproar around.

"Try my sword?"

Mu Yun looked at the nine people and murmured: "Xuan Sun Sword!"

A sword, cut down at this moment.

A huge sun, as if falling from the sky, was already cut off at the moment of condensation.

At this moment, the nine people did not hesitate, and at the same time, their breath was unified.

"Broken sword style!"

The sound of the sword hummed, a surge of sword aura soaring into the sky, condensing again.

boom……

In the next instant, the two swords aura condensed at this moment.

The sound of bursting, one after another.

Above the sky, the world turned into a sword at this moment.

Sword auras were entangled, biting, and entangled with each other.

In the end, there was a bang, and the sword energy was completely collapsed.

Nine figures turned pale at the moment.

Mu Yun stood in place, but his sword aura was more vigorous.

"Nine in one, is it useful?"

At this moment, Mu Yun's figure shot out again.

boom……

The nine figures were dissipated at this moment.

Mu Yun slashed out with one sword, taking a life.

At this moment, the sword aura whistled, and Mu Yun felt like entering the land of no one.

Screams sounded one after another.

Two or three people died tragically.

But here, Mu Yun is more and more courageous.

Zu Ling and Fu Hang looked ugly at the moment.

If this continues, they will really die.

Once Mu Yun solved those Tianzun peaks, he would take action against them.

When the time comes, there will be no more than a dozen Tianzun peaks. In the face of Mu Yun, the emperor's puppet body and Jiang Gaoming, what will they fight?

"Bastard!"

Suddenly, a huge roar sounded at this moment.

At the moment Ancestral Mausoleum was scornful.

Repelled the emperor puppet body with one blow.

"You besieged and killed the emperor's puppet body at a constant speed."

Zu Ling looked at Mu Yun and shouted, "I'll deal with him!"

Getting rid of the emperor's puppet body, the Ancestral Mausoleum immediately killed Mu Yun.

"Humph!"

Facing the killing of Ancestral Mausoleum, Mu Yun snorted and stepped forward, his breath condensed all over his body.

Boom...

The dull sound sounded at this moment.

Between the rolling earth, in the ancestral mausoleum, an aura condensed.

Tianzun peak!

It seemed that there was an aura of oppressing heaven and earth, rippling out of the ancestral tomb.

At this moment, Mu Yun's eyes were cold.

At this moment, a long sword appeared in the hands of Ancestral Mausoleum.

The long sword with a green body, and the end of the hilt, looks like a snake tooth carved with a poisonous snake.

At this moment, the aura in Ancestral Mausoleum also changed drastically.

Like a dormant poisonous snake, ready to go out and bite at any time.

At this moment, Mu Yun's eyes were cold.

At this moment, the whole person is constantly condensing sword energy.

"kill!"

With a low cry, Zu Ling rushed out.

The oily green long sword in his hand also showed a palpable vicious atmosphere at this moment.

"Ten thousand poisonous snake sword kill!"

Hiss...

Along with the low voice of Ancestral Mausoleum, the divine sword in his hand exudes a sword aura.

It's just that the sword aura is not like an ordinary sword aura, but it is in the form of a balance spring, as if it is weak.

But in the face of that sword qi, Mu Yun didn't dare to resist forcibly.

The figure retreated, Fuxue used a sword.

In front of Mu Yun, the sword aura, like a gossamer, swallowed the gloomy sword aura one by one.

At this moment, Mu Yun's eyes moved slightly.

He can feel it.

The sword energy that was swallowed, at this moment, seemed to be even more general.

His sword aura is getting weaker and weaker.

"Sword Qi carries toxins?"

Mu Yun was a little surprised at this moment.

This ancestral mausoleum has a lot of small tricks.

It is a pity that Pan Gu Ling has been in retreat now, and is not there.

Otherwise, these toxins are not difficult to deal with with Panguling's source fire essence.

But now, Mu Yun was not worried.