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All the disciples were completely stunned at this moment.

Looking at the mountains and forests again, everyone's figures are completely exposed.

After doing all this, Ning Wushuang gasped for breath.

Before being shot by Mu Yun with a sword, Zhanxian Arrow had a powerful destructive power, consuming his flesh and blood, and it was already making him a little hard to breathe.

Although he swallowed a pill, it seemed to be of no avail.

This hand, directly destroying all the mountains and forests within a hundred miles, he was even more troublesome.

The wound was pulled, and the blood came out again.

"Mu Yun!"

However, the forest was destroyed once, and a figure suddenly appeared.

Look carefully, it's not Mu Yun, but who it is!

Seeing Mu Yun, Ning Wushuang almost wanted to spit out blood again.

He didn't even dream that it would be Mu Yun doing a ghost.

"Second-Rank Golden Fairy Realm!"

After carefully observing Mu Yun's breath, Ning Wushuang was shocked when he discovered that Mu Yun's tyrannism was not only the first-grade golden immortal.

"Minghao, Mingyuan, kill him!"

Ning Wushuang shouted at this moment and ordered directly.

He wants to do it himself, but that arrow hasn't been suppressed yet, so he can't do it.

Minghao and Mingyuan are both in the third-tier golden immortal realm. It should be possible to suppress Mu Yun, and he can do it when he sits and rests for a while.

Two figures, one holding a sword and the other holding a knife, each shot out.

But at this moment, Mu Yun shot three arrows in a row.

Three arrows directly killed Minghao and Mingyuan head-on.

It was only this time that the two of them were ready to deal with it head-on, and directly shot three arrows, with the Whispering Sword in their hands, and Mu Yun suddenly rushed out.

Swords flashed, Mu Yun's body was light, but the sword in his hand was heavy.

boom……

The three figures suddenly scuffled together.

At this moment, the barrenness within Baili was changed by the battle of the three people again.

The rest of them were carefully accompanied by Ning Wushuang to prevent others from suddenly killing out.

However, as soon as the three figures fought each other, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

The figure of Luo Tianxing appeared in the ruins and shot out in an instant. Three hundred blood guards, even more so, surrounded the remaining twenty or thirty people in one place.

"hateful!"

Ning Wushuang was very angry at this moment.

As a child of the Ning family, he was cautiously walking on thin ice in the 33 Heavenly Sword Gate, when did he end so miserably.

"Young Master, let's go first!"

"Go?" Ning Wushuang was even more angry when he heard this.

He is a Fourth-Rank Golden Immortal, facing Mu Yun who is only in the second-Rank Golden Immortal realm, he actually wants to run, what a joke!

Ning Wushuang shouted: "What are you afraid of? Mingyuan and Minghao are the third-rank golden immortal realm, they two, kill Mu Yun, these guys will not attack and destroy themselves, hold on!"

"what……"

"puff……"

However, Ning Wushuang's words just fell, and suddenly, in the middle of the air, two screams sounded.

Everyone immediately looked at them, but they discovered that the two screams did not come from others, but from the two brothers Mingyuan and Minghao.

These two people, at this moment, on their backs, two arrows interspersed directly.

The two arrows, blood flowed across, and the breath of Mingyuan and Minghao also gradually dissipated...

call out……

But at this moment, the last arrow came directly towards Ning Wushuang.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

Ning Wushuang was one step ahead, directly blocking a disciple in front of him with one hand, and blasted out a punch.

The disciple screamed and his entire head was shot through.

Seeing this scene, everyone has lingering fears.

Ning Wushuang's eyes were hazy at the moment.

"Mu Yun..."

At this moment, Mu Yun looked at Ning Wushuang with a smile in his eyes.

"Young Master Ning is really elegant. He is not in the magnificent Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate, enjoying pleasure or practicing in seclusion, but in this ravine, preparing to intercept me, Mu Yun, is really admirable!"

Mu Yun smiled and said: "Aren't you going to intercept me? I'm standing here now, waiting for you!"

Ning Wushuang was full of anger as soon as he said this, and there was nothing to vent.

In his heyday, killing Mu Yun was a breeze.

But now, Mu Yun, this scumbag, obviously deliberately angered him.

Although it was deliberately annoying him, but in his heart, he really couldn't swallow this breath.

He just wanted to kill Mu Yun as soon as possible.

However, with his current state, he wanted to kill Mu Yun, how could it be possible!

How to do!

Ning Wushuang was anxious at this time.

The Three Hundred Blood Guards, at this time, were constantly killing some of his disciples.

After dragging on, the disciples around him will be killed sooner or later.

At this moment, Ning Wushuang was really forced to the extreme.

"You want me to die, do you deserve it too?"

Ning Wushuang roared, and suddenly a pill appeared in his palm.

The pill was radiant all over the body, with a breath that made people not to look directly at it.

"Blood Purification Pill!"

The moment he saw the pill, Mu Yun's face changed slightly, trying to stop Ning Wushuang.

It's just that at this moment, there are more than a dozen people gathered around Ning Wushuang, and he is definitely not fast enough.

Ning Wushuang swallowed the pill directly into his abdomen.

Suddenly, Ning Wushuang's breath rose sharply all over his body.

Blood Purifying Pill, the name is very common, but it is a gold-level elixir, and this pill specially extracts the blood and soul breath of the warrior, and in a short time, raises the breath of the warrior.

In fact, swallowing this pill is equivalent to drinking poison to quench thirst.

Only now, Ning Wushuang felt that he had no choice.

Otherwise it would be death, just death, he didn't even want to.

All this was persecuted by Mu Yun, and he wanted Mu Yun to pay the price.

Seeing Ning Wushuang looking at him with hatred, Mu Yun was even more eager to try.

The second-rank golden immortal, facing the previous fourth-rank golden immortal, and at a level beyond the general fourth-rank golden immortal, he was full of passion.

Such opportunities are rare.

At this moment, Youyujian felt Mu Yun's heart of war, and it also slid directly out of Mu Yun's palm.

"Youyu sword, fight with me?"

Om...

Above the sword, there was a sound of swords.

Seeing this scene, Ning Wushuang was even more surprised.

That sword turned out to give people an illusion, as if it were part of Mu Yun's body.

Mu Yun didn't care at the moment, looking at Ning Wushuang, his fighting spirit was high.

Are you strong?

Then see who is stronger!

With a sword swung out, the Qinglian Sword Art broke out directly at this moment.

"Qinglian Sword Seal!"

"Qinglian Jianyu!"

"Tattoo Qinglian!"

"Three seals cut Qinglian!"

The four sword moves, in the hands of Mu Yun, had endless changes.

Throughout his life, his comprehension of the sword has reached a profound state.

Just relying on his current understanding of kendo, even if he opened the mountain and built the gate directly, it was more than enough.

Four strokes of sword power, one stroke and one stroke, Mu Yun's whole body looked at this moment, the sword was condensing the momentum, and he was also concentrating the momentum.

"cut!"

Suddenly, Mu Yun slashed out with a single sword, without any moves at all, it looked like it was slashed, it was like it was cut, it was more like it was stab.

"The sword wants to soar into the sky!"

It's just that at this moment, Ning Wushuang's aura surged, and even more violently.

boom……

The two figures suddenly touched each other.

Within a hundred miles, smoke and dust filled the area, and the momentum was astonishing.

Seeing this scene, everyone around was shocked.

puff……

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and inside Mu Yun's body, the internal organs felt hot, and the figure backed away.

On the other side, Ning Wushuang was also uncomfortable, his face paled, and he almost fainted.

Only now did Mu Yun know that Ning Wushuang was powerful.

At this moment, Ning Wushuang, after swallowing the Blood Purifying Pill, was even more terrifying than before.

This record can be described as a head-on.

There is nothing to say between the two.

Whoever is better will survive.

At this moment, the Blood Guard attacked the remaining dozen people again.

Mu Yun and Ning Wushuang were facing each other far away.

"I still underestimate you!" Ning Wushuang snorted: "Swallow the Blood Purifying Pill, you can actually compete with me to this point!"

"court death!"

Mu Yun stepped out one step, his breath rose wildly.

"cut!"

A sword fell, and the sword made a silent sound, but the violent aroused was spread.

The two struggled together again.

At this time, Mu Yun felt more and more powerful about Ning Wushuang, but the more so, the more excited he was.

Gradually, a sword was faster than a sword. Now, Mu Yun didn't want to rely on Biluohuangquantu and other magic weapons, but only wanted to rely on his own sword.

The most powerful sword.

"Silence! It's this kind of breath!"

Mu Yun suddenly understood in his heart.

He realized that Jianxin was Nirvana Jianxin, and now he reached the sword world, but in his sword world, there was no aura of nirvana, and this was what he lacked.

Destroy the sword world!

Combine the dying of the sword with the dying of heaven and earth, and the dying of his own!

Nirvana Kendo! It is his Kendo.

"cut!"

In an instant, Mu Yun stepped forward, up and down the whole body, aura condensed, stepping out step by step, with a sword in his hand, his momentum was unstoppable.

Ning Wushuang just wanted to fight back at this moment, but suddenly, he seemed to find that nothing existed around him.

Everything seems to have become hollow.

The breath of emptiness, loneliness, and destruction enveloped him.

However, just when he felt that everything was going to disappear, suddenly, a sword appeared in front of him, and directly split his body in half.

The blood stained his body red.

Everything falls into nothingness...

At this moment, Mu Yun held the sword in front, looked at Ning Wushuang's corpse on the ground, and smiled slightly.

"This is the real sword world, my own sword world... the nirvana sword world!"

Mu Yun smiled slightly, three hundred blood guards, soon to deal with everyone, the ground was bloody, Mu Yun looked at everything, and said calmly: "Let's go!"

Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Gate, I'm back!

He really wanted to see where the new generation of Tianjianzi was sacred.

Back in the sect, the entire 33 Heavenly Sword Gate peaks were discussing the third generation of Heavenly Swords.

"Have you heard? The three generations of Tianjianzi were brought back from Yunyu!"

"Yes, I don't know how the sect master brought them back."

"This time, our 33 Heavenly Sword Gate, three generations of Heavenly Swordsmen gather, I'm afraid that there will be a grand event!"

A group of people talked and was excited.