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The saber intent soared, and the saber qi was like madness. This saber was devastating, causing the surrounding saber wind to rage.

"Sword God, is this your ability?"

Mu Leng smiled calmly, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand had the intent to soar to the sky, and in an instant, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, the sword directly hit the knife god's sword.

Bang!

This sword was so fierce that it hit the knife god's sword straightly. With a bang, it shattered and broke the sword. God sealed his throat with a sword.

The power of this sword shattered the knife god's sword, and pinned him to the ground, causing the expression of the martial artist to change drastically.

All these thousands of imperial guards saw that the sword god was killed by one move, and they were all dumbfounded in shock.

General Dao Shen was the leader of the dynasty, his status was very high, and his cultivation base was also at the ninth level of innateness. Now, his throat was sealed by Mu Han's sword, which made the backs of these thousands of elite soldiers feel chilly.

"What? You actually killed my sword general?"

The Wulin Supreme was completely shocked, how could this Mu Han be so terrifying?

A sword that seals the throat of the general of the sword god, this is simply too terrifying, right?

In an instant, the supreme martial artist knew that if he didn't kill Mu Han, he would definitely be like a tyrant, and Dugu would dominate the imperial martial arts. Thinking of this, he grinned, and his imperial fist was like overwhelming mountains and seas, overwhelming the sky.

"Boy in white, if you don't hand over the dragon veins, I will let you exterminate this place."

The martial arts supreme emperor's majesty is vast, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, shocking the scene.

This dynasty can rule the land of Shenzhou, but in fact there is a martial art called the Emperor Fist!

Bang!

The Martial Master swung an imperial fist, like an earth-shattering, innate imperial dragon spirit, hovering above the sky.

Bang!

The dark clouds were dense, and the furious dragon's aura was covered by the clouds and mist, only a scale and a half of its claws were exposed.

However, even this scale and half claw still gives people an extremely shocking domineering lore.

The imperial fist, like the emperor's dragon spirit, shakes the land of China.

Roar!

As if standing on top of the dragon's aura, the martial arts supreme master displayed a mighty and tyrannical force as powerful as the world, which made thousands of forbidden soldiers feel their hearts pounding, and they were extremely shocked!

"Ding, congratulations, Master, you discovered an earth-level low-grade kung fu, Huangquan, do you want to deduce it?"

"Deduction!"

Mu Han's expression was indifferent, although this imperial boxing was the domineering boxing strength cultivated by the imperial family.

Since the imperial dynasty dominated the land of China, it lasted for hundreds of years.

This imperial fist was originally created by the great ancestor of the dynasty who obtained the power of the ancestor dragon.

Now, after hundreds of years, the essence of the imperial boxing has long been unknown to the royal family. The supreme imperial boxing of the martial arts has not reached the point of perfection. The cultivation base of the heavy realm is consolidated, directly reaching the realm of Dzogchen.

"Imperial Fist!"

Mu Han stood proudly, his fist was as powerful as a mighty dragon's aura, and a five-clawed golden dragon's aura suddenly appeared in front of Mu Han. The domineering power of the world made the surrounding fists thunder like thunder.

Bang!

Some imperial soldiers who were unable to dodge in time, were shaken by the mighty and domineering power of the imperial fist, their bones were broken and their tendons were broken, and they died unexpectedly.

Bang!

The two powerful imperial fists collided suddenly, shaking thousands of imperial imperial guards, all of them flew upside down, like mud, and all of them passed out.

And Wulin Supreme also felt that his imperial fist was crushed by Mu Han's domineering imperial fist, and it burst open in the air.

In an instant, the Martial Master's face was extremely horrified, he looked at Mu Han with a terrified look, and said in surprise: "Why do you know how to use Huangquan?"

The imperial boxing is the secret of the royal family, why did Mu Han get it?

The Martial Arts Master looked confused, he really couldn't figure it out! "

Chapter 8 Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng(2/5)

Mu Han's expression was cold, and the emperor's dragon aura exuded from his whole body, as if he was in the world and ruled over Shenzhou, which made the heart of the martial arts supreme thump.

He could feel that Mu Han's imperial dragon aura, even the great ancestor of the dynasty with supreme luck, was not about half as good as Mu Han's.

Apart from Mu Han's innate aura, the most important aspect of this imperial dragon aura is the power of the dragon veins.

Thinking of this, the Martial Master looked at Mu Han coldly. Although his imperial fist was defeated by Mu Han, he still wanted to seize the dragon vein in his heart.

Once the dragon veins are lost, the luck of the dynasty will be exhausted, and the entire dynasty will fall into collapse.

"A mere Emperor's Fist, is it very powerful?"

Mu Han sneered indifferently, his expression was extremely arrogant, which made the corner of Wulin Supreme Master's mouth twitch.

Back then, the Taizu of the dynasty used the power of the imperial fist to rule China and create this supreme dynasty.

"Do you think Huangquan is powerful?"

If it weren't for the fear of Mu Han's explosive strength, the Martial Master would really want to slap him.

"You, you got the dragon's veins and secretly learned the imperial boxing. Believe it or not, I will make the entire dynasty be your enemy?"

The Martial Master is very angry. He still doesn't know why Mu Han knows the imperial fist, and why he can escape the fire unicorn and get the dragon vein?

Now, if he doesn't get the dragon veins and kills Mu Han, he will definitely lose face13. Thinking of this, the Martial Master raised his head and looked at Mu Han coldly.

"An enemy of me?"

Mu Han sneered jokingly, could this martial arts master be out of his mind?

When you are about to die, you still say such reckless words?

Snapped!

Mu Han raised his hand and slapped Wulin Zhizun in the face, causing his cheeks to swell, and immediately Wulin Zhizun opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You, you hit me again?"

The Wulin Supreme was completely messed up, as if he had been hit by [-] critical points. This Mu Han was so bold that he slapped himself again?

"Hit you? If I kill you, it's like killing an ant. Martial Master, this dragon vein is in my hands. If you have the ability, come and get it. If you don't have the ability, you will be fired!"

Mu Han raised his hand and slapped again, hitting the Martial Master's face heavily, causing him to fly upside down like a paper kite with a broken thread, and suddenly fell to the entrance of Lingyun Grotto.

Bang bang!

The Martial Master felt his back was split open, he wanted to struggle to stand up, but he felt a fiery force rushing from Lingyun Grotto.

The sound of bang bang was like thunder from the sky, and the roar-like cry made the Martial Master feel terrified. He stared at Lingyun Grotto, but saw a flaming fierce beast several feet high, galloping towards him.

"Fuck? Damn!"

Wulin Supreme stood up hastily, he was frightened by the sudden fire unicorn, and ran away.

Mu Han's figure was erratic, he came to the entrance of Lingyun Grotto, reached out and patted the horns of Huo Qilin, and saw that Huo Qilin, who was roaring endlessly, became very docile, as if enjoying Mu Han's fuss.

"Go!"

Mu Han smiled slightly, and let Huo Qilin return to Lingyun Grotto, while he used his innate qi to throw all the slain imperial guards into the river.

In fact, if Mu Han wanted to kill the Martial Master, it would be as easy as turning the palm of his hand.

He intentionally spared the life of the Martial Master. If the Martial Master was killed by himself, the entire dynasty and the entire imperial martial arts would be plunged into chaos and disputes.

Although in Mu Han's eyes, this Martial Master looks like trash, however, this trash can also serve as a deterrent to martial arts sects.

Mu Han smiled faintly, and stood proudly, standing at the knee of the Leshan Giant Buddha, overlooking the turbulent river.

At this time, he vaguely heard footsteps walking from Leshan Giant Buddha to Lingyun Grotto.

Name: Bu Jingyun

Age: 16

Cultivation: Congenital Eightfold

Status: Master of the Tianxiahui Feiyun Hall

Name: Nie Feng

Age: 15

Cultivation: Congenital Eightfold

Identity: Son of King Nie Ren of Beiyin Kuangdao, Hall Master of Divine Wind Hall of Tianxiahui

Name: Broken Wave

Age: 15

Cultivation level: Congenital seventh level

Identity: Son of Nanlin Jianshou Duanshuai, handyman of the Tianxiahui

"Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, Duanlang? What are they doing here?"

Mu Han stood proudly, looking coldly at the few innate masters who were about to appear.

Immediately, his heart became clear to Xiong. In the original book, Nie Fengduanlang came to Lingyun Grotto to pay homage to his late father?

He followed the sound and saw that not far from Lingyun Grotto, there stood two graves with tombstones.

These two tombs are exactly the tombs that Nie Feng and Duanlang built for Nie Ren Wang Duanshuai.

Mu Han didn't intend to tell them the news that Nie Ren Wang Duanshuai was still alive.