Mu Bei slashed with his sword!

Weak sword force surrounds.

The next moment, the sword collided with the incoming divine light.

The sword's power was annihilated.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Mu Bei flew nine feet away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The silver-robed woman's pupils shrank: "Sword power!"

"At such an age and with such cultivation, you actually understand the power of the sword. No wonder the palace master must kill you. You really deserve to die!"

She said coldly.

As he said that, he slapped Mu Bei with another palm from the air.

The cold divine radiance swept over and arrived in an instant.

Mu Bei rolled out in a circle on the ground with great difficulty, avoiding most of the divine energy, but was still blown away more than ten feet away.

Blood continued to overflow from his mouth, and he struggled to stand up with the Changhong Sword.

"You have been chasing me all the way from the Qin Kingdom to take away Xuanyin's body. What a wishful thinking! You are worthy of worrying about Xuanyin's body?!"

The woman in silver robe said coldly.

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves.

A piece of divine light rolled toward Mu Bei, and Mu Bei struck with his sword.

clang!

The Changhong Sword came out of his hand and Mu Bei flew thirteen feet away.

Blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, and he stood up with difficulty.

With a violent roar, more than a hundred black swords wrapped around the sword, clanging, and all pierced towards the silver-robed woman.

The silver-robed woman waved her hand and all the mysterious swords flew away.

At the same time, a residual force fell on Mu Bei.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Mu Bei flew nine feet away.

"It doesn't matter if you realize the power of the sword. With your cultivation level, you are still an ant! Ants should just lie down on the ground!"

She stands in the void, carrying it on her left hand, like an emperor in the immortal world.

Mu Bei gritted his teeth, stared at him, and stood up with difficulty.

However, just as he stood up, another ray of divine light fell on him, this time sweeping him away twenty feet away.

The sound of cracking bones was heard, and blood gurgled.

The next moment, he stood up again.

Staring at the silver-robed woman fiercely, there was no fear in his eyes, only murderous intent, a bone-chilling murderous intent.

The silver-robed woman's eyes were cold, but there was also a hint of surprise. Mu Bei was already seriously injured, but despite several consecutive attacks by her, a powerful immortal, he did not die.

"The skin is thick enough, but that's where it ends!"

With a cold snort, she raised her right hand, and a line of killing light that was about ten feet long gathered together, exuding destructive waves.

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Xu slashed directly towards Mu Bei with a killing blow, and his tyrannical aura blocked all the space around Mu Bei.

Black Fox, Shadow, and the middle-aged men from the Night Court all wanted to come to help, but they were all restrained.

"Die! Your destiny is to die here!"

The woman in silver robe carried it on her left hand and looked down at Mu Bei and said coldly.

The next moment, the killing force fell on Mu Bei's head.

However, it was unable to continue chopping.

Then, it shattered with a hiss.

"You can decide his fate?"

The woman in white appeared silently in front of Mu Bei.

Mu Bei felt relieved: "Master."

He was seriously injured and dying. His voice was hoarse. He shouted these two words and fell down softly.

However, it was propped up by a soft glow.

The soft light sank into his body, causing the injuries on his body to begin to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's worthy of praise for being able to realize the power of the sword so quickly."

The woman in white looked at Mu Bei and smiled slightly.

Mu Bei laughed: "It is a great honor for me to be praised by Master!"

The woman in white nodded, approving of this: "That's quite true. I rarely praise others."

At this time, the eighth elder of Immortal Palace looked at the woman in white and said coldly: "Who are you?!"

The woman in white looked at her.

There, the space next to the Eighth Elder was instantly distorted.

laugh!

The Eighth Elder shattered and decomposed without a drop of blood spilling out, turning into a piece of dust and falling into the void.

Everyone was immediately shocked!

With just one look, the space was distorted, killing a strong immortal in an instant, and his death looked like the so-called ashes!

What kind of power is this?!

Black Fox swallowed his saliva, this was Mu Bei's master, the man who frightened her just by hearing his voice, how terrifying!

The woman in white's eyes fell on the woman in silver: "Can you decide the fate of my disciple?"

The silver-robed woman said solemnly: "Your Excellency..."

"Get down."

The woman in white said.

The space above the silver-robed woman's head shook, like a heavy hammer hitting her head.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the silver-robed woman fell to the ground instantly, and the sound of broken bones was heard.

She struggled to get up, with blood bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and looked at the woman in white in horror: "You..."

The woman in white slapped her across the face.

Snapped!

The silver-robed woman flew dozens of feet away, her hair suddenly disheveled, and five fingerprints appeared on her cheeks.

"Can you decide the fate of my disciple?"

The woman in white looked at her.

The woman in silver robe was frightened: "I..."

The woman in white slapped her face again from a distance.

Snapped!

The woman in silver robe flew dozens of feet horizontally again, with five more fingerprints on her face, half of her teeth fell out, and her mouth, nose and ears were bleeding.

The woman in white looked at her: "Answer."

The silver-robed woman was frightened. She, an immortal, was as weak as a newly hatched chick in front of the white-robed woman.

At this moment, a very strong aura appeared from a distance, and an old woman in black robe stepped on the void and walked slowly towards this side.

"The end of immortality!"

The expression of the middle-aged murderer in the Dark Night Palace changed.

The silver-robed woman was overjoyed, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, and became excited: "Master!"

The old woman in black robe looked at her miserable state, her eyes fell on the woman in white, and said coldly: "How dare you, my disciple..."

The woman in white looked at her, and a pure white sword blade made of air passed by and cut off her head with a pop.

"Master!"

The woman in silver robe was horrified.
To be continued...