The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

"Boom!"

The Shangguan Xiong of the strong man of Wupin Hualong intersected with Mu Chen's fist palm. The fight caused a lot of aura. It was like a violent wind passing through, and the surrounding area was in a mess.

The people of Lihuo sect nearby were shocked by the power of the battle in the field and widened their eyes. They clinged to the trees around them to avoid being blown away.

"Ha ha ha!" Shangguan Xiong laughed wildly and shouted, "Muchen boy, you are just the early stage of Hualong territory, and I am the late stage of Hualong territory. It's as simple as killing a chicken!"

Shangguan Xiong was shocked by his simple words.

When he slaughtered the shepherd a few years ago, the shepherd dust was still a weak chicken. Even a small guard in Shangguan's family can kill.

Now, Mu Chen has become a strong man in Hualong territory in a short time.

And if shangguanxiong doesn't use his unique skill, Muchen can support him and fight with him again and again!

Shangguan Xiong's heart darkened: "this boy doesn't know where to learn. He can increase his strength so quickly. Don't keep him, otherwise he will become a big trouble for Shangguan family!"

At the thought of this, shangguanxiong's hands shook, and his spiritual power resonated with the external aura, making a strange cry. Then, like the sky, a huge bloody palm gathered in the middle of the sky!

The bloody palm is hundreds of feet large, with a white half bright ghost wrapped around it. The blood drops from the bloody palm fell to the ground and corroded out small pits!

"Muchen boy, today, I'll send you to reunite with your family!"

"Bloody hands cover the sky!"

With a roar and a wave of his hand, Shangguan Xiong covered the animal husbandry dust below with a hundred Zhang blood hand full of powerful spiritual power!

A hundred feet of bloody hands have not been covered yet. The raging spirit power above blows the sand and stones below, and the trees crash into small pieces.

The people of lihuozong who were watching from one side saw the huge bloody hands in the air. Their faces changed greatly. They were afraid to spread their legs. They only hated that they had two legs less.

This attack might be the power of the peak of Hualong territory!

Facing this terrible blow, Mu Chen is like an ant trampled by an elephant's leg!

Mu Chen's face was indifferent, even with a look of disdain.

With the blood colored giant hand approaching, the ground around chen fan made a rumbling sound, and the raging aura pressed down the ground below.

"Hum, little skill!" Facing this powerful blow, Mu Chen looked at these threats differently. The raging wind did not affect him at all. It was like a spring breeze in his eyes.

Mu Chen's standing posture is straight and his eyes are shining like a sharp sword waiting to be scabbard!

Under Jiang Ling's strict instruction, he should not ask for anything from Jiang Hualong, who was at the peak of the war, to the Demon Lord in the sage realm.

Mu Chen died many times in the hands of these peerless strong men and was resurrected by his master on Tianshen mountain!

"I don't know how many times I have experienced the unbearable pain and the fear of death!"

"Not for today?"

Mu Chen was full of sword Qi. He stared with sharp eyes, sharper than the sword blade and colder than the snow!

"It's nothing to do with small skills!"

The long sword behind Mu Chen trembled gently without wind. The surrounding aura revolved around him and roared, forming sword Qi. The cold and sharp sword Qi drew deep sword marks on the ground.

Having no sword in hand is better than having a sword!

"Sword will rush into the night!"

"Shin!"

The huge sword lights up like a thunder snake shuttling through the dark clouds. In front of everyone, they only see the huge silver sword light rising into the sky! And the bloody hands in the sky hit fiercely!

"Boom!"

Mu Chen's sword Qi easily broke the huge blood hand like a knife cutting butter. Not only that, the powerful sword Qi didn't stop. The silver sword Qi rushed into the sky and finally hit the ancient crack in the sky.

Left a dark, twisted black hole.

Hiss.

The people present took a cold breath mercilessly. This is an expert of the emperor of the Heavenly God sect. As expected, he has superior strength!

The people who left the fire sect were stunned to drive the animal husbandry dust, and their eyes were full of incredible looks.

The Heavenly God sect is really extraordinary!

"Shin!"

The gentle vibration behind the dust brought back the people around.

He stared at the sweaty shangguanxiong and said calmly, "that's your little skill."

Shangguan Xiong's body was full of sweat, and his face was full of fear and shock: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it! You're just at the beginning of Hualong territory. How can you resist my blow comparable to the peak of Hualong!"

Hearing this sentence, Mu Chen's face was proud: "it's just that my teacher didn't teach well."

"The master also taught a sword. Let's open your eyes today!"

After that, Mu Chen took down the sword from behind and held it in his hand. His body was as straight as a sword. His expression was solemn and respectful.

The dust shepherd recited softly:

"Sharpen a sword in ten years."

His whole body recited, and the surrounding aura gathered frantically around the long sword, forming a huge vortex. People from the fire sect hugged the tree trunk and didn't be sucked away.

Mu Chen approached shangguanxiong.

"Frost blade has never been tried."

Hoo ~ ~ the spirit power hovering around, under the reading of Mu Chen, becomes as cold as ice, and quickly forms a translucent blade. The raging sword Qi is even more terrible than the bloody hand of Shangguan Xiong!

Step.

Mu Chen took another step forward. With his steps, his sword was overflowing, two layers stronger than the front.

The sword hasn't come out of its scabbard yet, but he's three points sharper than the sword!

"Try you today."

Step.

Mu Chen took another step closer to Guan Xiong. With his footsteps, a huge crack on the ground spread.

This is the meaning of the sword. The sharp end of the crack points directly at Shangguan Xiong.

Mu Chen slowly read out the last sentence.

"Who has grievances!"

Mu Chen then took the last step forward, his body straight and holding a long sword. A sword with a scabbard. The blade is inserted in it, but the sword spirit around him is strong.

"After ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried."

"Try you today, who has injustice!"

With the recitation of the poem and the approach of the steps, the sword on Mu Chen's body soared to the sky. The sword had not been scabbard, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

Take a closer look, isn't that a sharp sword?

The animal husbandry dust with sword intention stirred a hole in the sky directly above.

The people of Lihuo sect present only felt their skin cold, as if they were in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month. They looked at the herding dust in the field and couldn't help thinking:

He is a sword.

But he's sharper than a sword!

Mu Chen, who read the last sentence, didn't pull out the sword. Instead, he stretched out his finger on the scabbard and flicked it gently.

"Shin!"

That's the flick.

Buzz!

The sword breath that has been saved for a long time gushes out and roars to the front! The sharp sword Qi, like a cold winter wind, rips the air, and the surging aura shows the invincible power!

Boom!

The opposite shangguanxiong stared as big as an ox's eye. His face was surprised, as if it had been frozen.

After three breaths.

"Boom!"

The mountain behind shangguanxiong, which is three hundred feet tall, turns into Mi powder, floats and falls everywhere. A hill just disappeared!

rustle.

Facing the lightly flicked shangguanxiong of Mu dust, he fell to the ground like a porcelain doll. He fell to the ground and split into small particles, which integrated with the dust.