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631 You are not a holy son, but a fool!

Only Mu Han, who was cultivated in the second level of Yanghu Heaven, could fight one against ten, but he could not lose at all, and those ten people were all masters of the sixth level of Yanghu... This strange phenomenon can be said to be completely subverted. Common sense made the monks who were watching the battle stunned when they thought Mu Han would definitely die.

However, a scene that shocked them even more soon appeared.

When the ten clones transformed by the Ghost Apparition Technique were facing the opponent, Mu Han's body was already zipping through the virtual space like a spiritual snake, constantly avoiding the invasion of powerful energy. Almost at the same time, that The sword with the breath-bearing wooden sun shot out from between his eyebrows.

In an instant, a huge green sword light struck a young man like a sword.

Bang!

Amidst the deafening explosion, the young man didn't even have time to scream, before he turned into a black stream of light, shot out from the billowing energy, followed in the footsteps of his companion Shen Shao, and landed heavily in the distance. On the cliff, a stone cave was created there.

Bang! Immediately, another black shadow shot out from the battle circle.

Bang!



Fierce collision sounds came one after another, and figures were hacked away by Mu Han's elusive Muyang Saber. In just the blink of an eye, all ten young men were severely injured, and the energy that filled the void quickly dissipated, and the world between heaven and earth was shattered. It became quiet again.

But the square, which was originally beautifully decorated, has now become a mess.

Phew! Phew...

A soft whistle sounded, and under the shocked gazes of everyone, ten clones merged into Mu Han's body one after another, and the super-grade Taoist tools in their hands disappeared into Mu Han's heart palace one by one. In the blink of an eye, only the living wooden sun was left. The knife dragged a dazzling green light around Mu Han's body.

Ten senior brothers and sisters were all injured!

Luo Cheng, you dare to hurt eleven of us, you are dead!

All junior brothers and sisters, take action together. If ten brothers and sisters can't kill him, I don't believe that more than 80 people can't kill him!



After the shock, those young men and women became even more furious.

In fact, strictly speaking, they are not followers of Holy Son Luofu, but like Holy Son Luofu, they are all disciples of Kunlun Immortal Mansion. They were summoned by Holy Son Luofu and came to Zhenwu Holy Mountain to build momentum for the engagement ceremony. , I thought this was an extremely easy task, but I didn’t expect to encounter such a thing.

If they can cultivate to the Yanghu realm, they will definitely be defeated by many people.

It is not shameful to be defeated and injured. What is shameful is that the dignified monks of the upper sect were actually injured by a disciple of the lower sect whose cultivation level was far inferior to theirs. Although they were not the ones injured, in Zhenwu Holy Mountain, they Kunlun Immortal Mansion Disciples, on the other hand, are both prosperous and devastated.

More than 80 people besieged one person. It would be a shame to spread the word, but now I don’t care about that much.

Therefore, when someone shouted the words "shoot together", a crowd responded, and dozens of people shot at Mu Han from the surroundings at the same time. A huge aura spread overwhelmingly, rippling violently in the square. .It seemed like he was going to crush Mu Han into minced meat.

Back off!

But at this moment, two clear notes suddenly exploded between heaven and earth.

The disciples of the Kunlun Immortal Mansion were startled for a moment. More than eighty figures stopped at the same time, and then they looked at Saint Luofu who called out those two words with pairs of eyes.

yes!

The next moment, dozens of people retreated tens of meters together, but instead of being unwilling, their eyes revealed a look of ecstasy that was difficult to conceal.

The eyes of everyone around him also fell on the Holy Son of Luofu, but they saw a smile on his lips. It seemed that Mu Han's successive heavy injuries to more than ten Kunlun Immortal Mansion disciples did not make him angry, but some careful people had discovered that.

The red robe on Saint Son Luofu's body has actually begun to ripple slightly.

Master Yi, Xiao Suying and Yu Qinglian glanced suspiciously at the Kunlun Immortal Mansion disciples. They seemed to have thought of something and their expressions changed greatly.

Holy Son Luofu looked at Mu Han, put his hands behind his back, and tapped each other with his two index fingers. The smile on his face slowly faded, and he sighed with a little emotion: Luo Cheng, I admire your courage very much, but it's a pity.

Unfortunately, your courage is in the wrong place... For countless years, those who dare to offend the 'Kunlun Immortal Mansion' have never been able to survive, and this is even more true for the monks of the lower sect who dare to offend the main sect. Did you know

What do I mean by this?

Luo Cheng......

A soft voice sounded in the ears, but when the Holy Son Luofu spoke, Xiao Suying had quietly walked into the square and came to Mu Han's side, her beautiful eyes full of worry.

don’t worry.

Mu Han grabbed Xiao Suying's white and tender little hand and shook it gently, smiled slightly, and gave her a reassuring look.

Seeing the actions of Mu Han and Xiao Suying, Holy Son Luofu's pupils shrank, and there seemed to be a sharp light flashing in his eyes. But at this time, Mu Han's eyes had turned to him again, he sneered in his mouth, and said slowly: Holy Son Luofu,

You are just telling me that today I am dead and not alive!

Luo Cheng, you are very smart.

Saint Son of Luofu's Double Eclipse's tapping speed suddenly accelerated. Smart people should not waste everyone's time and energy, so...you kill yourself!

You commit suicide...

The four gentle words were spoken without any force from the mouth of Saint Son of Luofu, as if he was just announcing an extremely ordinary order. However, these few words fell into the ears of the powerful men in the Chicheng Heaven Region around him.

, but it was like thunder, making their hearts and minds tremble.

As one of the three future heirs of the Kunlun Immortal Mansion, Saint Son Luofu holds great power in the Kunlun Immortal Mansion and takes over the life and death of the monks of the lower sect in the Zhongtian Domain. Only a person like him can say such a thing. Only a person like him can say such a thing.

Only characters have such qualifications.

In an instant, the square fell into deathly silence again.

After being shocked, everyone's expressions were very different. Qin Song, the leader of Tianxuan Peak, looked gloating, while Master Yi and Yu Qinglian had anger in their brows, but they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. After all, their strength and status

The status gap is too big, and the words of Saint Son Luofu have some meaning. If Mu Han is not smart enough, both Yaoguang Peak and Kaiyang Peak may be implicated. If there are only two of them, they will be the masters.

It's okay to accompany Mu Han and Xiao Suying to have a wild game, but now they have to take care of the many inner disciples in the two peaks.

Many Yanghu Realm experts who came to watch the ceremony were either sympathetic, pitiful, or ridiculed...

As for the dozens of Kunlun Immortal Palace disciples, their faces all showed ridicule and contempt. The anger that had been accumulated in their chests seemed to have been wiped away with the words of Saint Son Luofu. Luo Cheng had been arrogant for so long.

, what could be more humiliating and useless than being forced to commit suicide?

As soon as Saint Son Luofu said this, Luo Cheng was really doomed!

However, what everyone responded to was a burst of crazy laughter. Mu Han pointed at Holy Son Luofu and said mockingly: You want me to commit suicide? Holy Son Luofu... I think you are not a saint, but a fool!


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