Nine Star Divine Dragon Technique

It wasn't until the battle on the one-two competition stage was over that Ximen Muhan looked back.

But when he saw the black face on the opposite side still standing there, Ximen Muhan frowned and said, "Why are you still here?"

In Ximen Muhan's view, this black man was nothing more than an ant from a small force. When he encountered him, he should have taken the initiative to admit defeat and step down on his own, so that he might be able to save some face.

But now, he is still standing on the stage. Could it be that he still wants to fight with himself?

Ximen Muhan thought it was a bit ridiculous. This black-faced man really didn't shed tears even when he saw the coffin!

"Why should I go down?"

Jiang Xuan asked back, his faint voice making everyone around him feel crazy, what an arrogant boy!

"act recklessly!"

Hearing Jiang Xuan's indifferent response, Ximen Muhan also showed a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

"Mu Han, why are you talking nonsense with this kind of ant? Get rid of it quickly. Your opponents are Sheng Yuntian and Zhou Tianyu."

Not far away, the Supreme Elder of the Blood Demon Sect spoke, his voice cold and with a hint of contempt.

"Yes, Master."

Ximen Muhan nodded, with a touch of sarcasm in his eyes, condescending and cold, staring at Jiang Xuan, and said: "Hei Mian, you stand out from thousands of small power geniuses and step into the ranks of the seven great masters. It is really rare. However, you have to know that an ant is an ant after all. If you get off the stage now, I will spare your life, otherwise, you will only become a cold corpse by then."

After the words fell, Jiang Xuan remained indifferent.

He stood there with his hands behind his hands, his indifferent eyes showing a coldness through the black mask.

"Do you know why I haven't done anything yet?"

Jiang Xuan suddenly spoke.

"Why?"

Ximen Muhan subconsciously asked

One sentence.

"Because, I was also observing the battles between the other two on the competition stage just now."

Jiang Xuan smiled sarcastically and said: "You, Ximen Muhan, keep calling me an ant, thinking you are superior to others, but do you know that in my eyes, you are just an arrogant waste? If you get off the stage now, I will But spare your life, otherwise, you will only become a cold corpse by then!"

"Wow!"

The faint sound was like thunder, coming from under the black mask and resounding throughout the Bluestone Square.

Everyone's bodies shook suddenly and they stared at Jiang Xuan blankly, with a look of horror on their faces.

This person is so domineering!

He actually said the same thing as Ximen Muhan, and his tone was even calmer, as if it should be like this.

However, after a brief shock on the field, there was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

This black-faced man actually dared to speak to Ximen Muhan like this. Could it be that he has become inflated because he became the seventh young master?

"This person defeated Young Master Yue Ran and actually expanded to such an extent. You know, although Young Master Yue Ran is powerful, he is like an ant in front of the five veteran young masters. Defeating Young Master Yue Ran is not a big deal."

Many people in the crowd sneered. They felt that Jiang Xuan was too arrogant and dared to anger Ximen Muhan. They simply did not know how to live or die.

At this time, Ximen Muhan's expression became extremely ugly. He did not expect that a humble ant would dare to talk to him like this in public. He was the most powerful being in the Shengwu Dynasty after Sheng Yuntian. Who dared to do so? Disobedient.

"Since he wants to die, Mu Han will help him."

Suddenly, the Supreme Elder of the Blood Demon Sect not far away spoke with a cold tone.

Everyone's eyes were shocked. It seemed that the Supreme Elder had murderous intentions towards the black man and told Ximen Muhan not to hold back and kill him directly.

"good!"

Ximen Muhan couldn't bear it any longer. He shouted loudly and looked at Jiang Xuan with eyes full of ferocious murderous intent.

"Bloodthirsty Spiritual Fist!"

"Suppress the sky!"

Ximen Muhan roared loudly, and his whole body turned into a bloody light. He immediately flew out and punched out, staining the sky with blood.

Facing such an offensive, Jiang Xuan looked calm and steady.

But just when the bloody light was about to hit him.

Jiang Xuan finally moved. .??.

"Qiang!"

A shocking sword sound suddenly sounded.

immediately.

The cold sword light was like a tide, drowning everything.

Snap!

The sword intent dispersed, the blood light shattered, and a column of blood mixed with human heads rose into the sky.

That's Ximen Muhan's head!

His body, stained with blood, fell heavily to the ground.

quiet!

Deathly silence!

Everyone looked at the headless body on the ground and swallowed hard, feeling their throats were a little dry.

One sword!

Only one sword was used!

Just kill the second young master Ximen Muhan directly?

"Hiss! How is it possible..."

Everyone's eyes were dull. They were looking at Jiang Xuan as if they were looking at a monster. How far did this person understand the way of swordsmanship to be so casual and relaxed?

, beheaded a peerless genius like Ximen Muhan.

"When did such a perverted martial arts cultivator appear in the thousands of miles of Shengwu Dynasty?"

Sheng Yunze's pupils also shrank. This sword made him realize that what Hei Mian said before was not lies. Hei Mian did have the strength and confidence.

"Huh? Ximen Muhan was actually killed?"

At this time, not far away, Sheng Yuntian and Zhou Tianyu moved their eyes. They stared closely at the headless corpse on the ground.

Ximen Muhan's head rolled down under the third competition stage. The expression on his face had condensed, but you could see that there was a hint of shock and disbelief in the widened pupils.

"One sword..."

Sheng Yuntian and Zhou Tianyu frowned, their faces full of solemnity.

However, it was just solemn.

Although Hei Mian's tyrannical strength shocked the two of them and no longer despised him, it was not enough to make Sheng Yuntian and Zhou Tianyu afraid.

At this time, the most outraged people were undoubtedly the people of the Blood Demon Sect.

They looked at Ximen Muhan's dead body and felt a little dazed.

The most powerful genius of their Blood Demon Sect, the second most powerful being on the Holy Dragon Ranking of the Holy Martial Emperor, died like this?

Are they dreaming?

The Supreme Elder of the Blood Demon Sect stood up abruptly. His old face was full of shock and anger, and an extremely large cold aura suddenly surged from his body, locking Jiang Xuan tightly.

Ximen Muhan, the proud son of the Blood Demon Sect, died like this?

"God damn boy, you dare to kill Mu Han!"

The Supreme Elder of the Blood Demon Sect was furious and roared like thunder.

The hearts of everyone around were trembling wildly, and they felt that a storm was coming.