"Stop! My Luming clan is willing to admit defeat and stop seeking revenge! Lu Gong, the clan leader has an order"

Suddenly, a figure rushed over from a distance and shouted wildly, but his shout suddenly ended.

Because Mu Shaoan's long sword was quietly unsheathed for half a foot, silently, and then returned to the sheath.

A full second later, a dragon roar of Cangyue sounded over the nine heavens, and then the Lu Ming clan who was still three thousand meters away and shouting to stop seeking revenge was broken for 128 sections.

From beginning to end, Mu Shaoan did not turn his head and glance, but his meaning was fully revealed.

Your Luming clan will fight whenever you want, seek revenge whenever you want, and truce when you want, and think of me as if you want.

Today's affairs are not about Mu Shaoan's desire to be more aggressive, he is not about being justified, he is not about being unreasonable, he is about being stubborn and killing innocent people, but about some things and some people, he must teach him a lesson.

Moreover, the Qiaoshan clan, the Luming clan and many short-sighted senior leaders of Mount Tai, have to thank the God of Starry Sky and Mu Shaoan for not being willing to reveal his identity due to future crises and start a massacre.

Otherwise, even if this is in the old nest of Dahe civilization, he would have to kill Lu Ming in this matter today. The Qiaoshan clans were killed for thousands of years and dared not be presumptuous! He would have to be killed by half of the senior leaders of the descendants of Taishan.

So, although the old man opposite is good, he must die.

"When did you appear as a master like you in the Dayan clan? What a strange thing, I offended you!"

Opposite, Lu Xinchi roared and strided forward, but every step was very difficult, but no footprints were left behind him. Until he took eighteen steps, the surface behind him collapsed layer by layer. Then he raised his black giant sword and inserted it into the earth.

He followed Lu Xinchi and knelt on one knee, put his hands on the hilt of the giant sword, without raising his head, as if he was a devout believer.

But behind him, the earth was collapsing wildly, and tens of thousands of meters were shattered in one breath. The huge stones and soil turned into powder, and countless red magma gushed out from the depths of the ground, reaching thousands of meters high. This is the real power of the SS+ level.

The old man is going to work hard.

But Mu Shaoan just watched, and when the endless magma soared into the sky and turned into 1999 magma giants, rushing over with a giant magma sword in hand, his mouth raised.

The next moment, a phantom more than 100 meters high appeared behind Mu Shaoan, which was the perfect advanced body hammer brother of Xing Tian’s body.

"Brother Hammer!"

A huge roar sounded, and Mu Shaoan didn't hold back at all. He was kidding, and there was the existence of SS+, which was as powerful as the twelve apostles at the time. Brother Him's roaring three times may not be able to beat him to death.

The white sonic boom exploded layer by layer, easily tearing countless magma giants apart. For a moment, Lu Xinchi, who was kneeling on one knee, was beaten into a skeleton by the sonic boom.

But the next moment he seemed to have used some powerful skills and instantly recovered from near-death state to perfection. At the moment Brother Hammer's roaring three consecutive times ended, he drew up the black giant sword, jumped to a height of more than 100 kilometers, and slashed with the last sword!

Just this sword seemed to cover the whole world. Mu Shaoan felt like a prisoner and could only passively wait for death.

What's even more terrifying is that before the sword fell, the aftermath had spread for thousands of miles, and nothing could be seen, leaving only the long cold night.

Brother Crack's phantom gradually dissipated. There was no way, and he could only summon once every day and night.

Mu Shaoan stood on the ground, raised his head toward the sky, doing nothing, just waiting for Lu Xinchi's sword to slash it down.

The endless sword energy came from the surface, and it was compressed 138 times as much, which was terrifying.

With Mu Shaoan as the center, the buildings on the ground began to be destroyed like tofu, and the entire city was evacuating wildly. Fortunately, this was the military camp city in the Seventh War Zone, and there were no ordinary people, so the evacuation was very fast, but even so, the number of people who were killed by the accident was probably as many as thousands.

I hope that the Luming clan and the Qiaoshan clan will be in the mood to clean up the battlefield.

That's right, Mu Shaoan was still distracted, and the violent sword energy was raging around his body. His long hair was cut off, his clothes were broken, and the surface of his body began to flow into a river, and countless wounds were extremely ferocious.

It's getting closer, closer.

Perhaps it only takes one second to outsiders, but in Mu Shaoan's eyes, it is as long as a hundred years.

He was waiting for the most appropriate time and also waiting for the peak moment of Lu Xinchi's sword.

Only when the sword intent, sword energy, sword heart, and sword body are all fused into the ultimate sword can Mu Shaoan's sword energy be blocked from bursting out.

After all, he is still a sword immortal now.

After all, he still needs to hide his identity.

"Old man, you can rest in peace."

Suddenly, Mu Shaoan said to himself that at this time he had turned into a blood gourd, surrounded by violent sword energy, and the dark giant sword was only 12 meters above his head.

That's now.

The long sword was unsheathed, but the long sword had broken inch by inch, and even the scabbard, the hilt, and the sword body did not exist, but Mu Shaoan was still unsheathed!

Draw the knife and unshelf!

The Supreme Knife Intention, Ultimate Explosion!

The 30 million sword energy was instantly compressed to 500 times.

The empty knife I pulled out was not visible at all, only an inch of white light, flashing in a flash.

The next moment, the endless sword energy exploded in mid-air like a hundred hydrogen bombs

Only nothingness remains.

Those melon-eating crowds who had escaped thousands of miles in one breath looked back tremblingly and had the illusion that they had just woken up after a big dream. Madan, what happened?

The vast white sword energy cloud covers hundreds of miles in a radius, and no one dares to get close, because there is only one consequence, that is, it is to be torn apart in an instant.

Lu Xinchi is dead.

Mu Shaoan is still alive, and it seems that there is only a skeleton left on his body.

Very good, very good, no trace of driver's energy leaked out.

In a sense, Lao Lu died unjustly. If he really knew Mu Shaoan’s real profession, the Hell Swordsman, he would have to fight Mu Shaoan for at least a few hundred rounds before he could die.

But what can I do?

Maybe this is fate.

Now, all Lao Lu’s legacy has been returned to Mu Shaoan, and this is the biggest good news.

The laws of the universe alone absorb a full 35 units.

Then there is Jian Qi Yun. From now on, he Mu Shaoan, oh no, Yan Dong comes, but it is really the Sword of the Sword Shocking Jade-faced Little Sword Immortal Yan Dong comes.

A sword energy of 8 million, Lao Lu, you really died miserably.

After a whole day and night, the sword energy cloud was successfully absorbed by Mu Shaoan, and no one dared to get close to it, and things seemed to have ended here.

Because there were no people from the Lu Ming clan, including the Qiaoshan clan.

When Mu Shaoan returned to his army camp, he saw three thousand big men from the Qiaoshan clan, all of which were many.
Chapter completed!