Five minutes later, Chapter 3.

"Junior Brother Mu Jing!" Mu Chen was not only shocked. He didn't expect that the person in front of him was so vicious and could kill him as soon as he said he could.

Next to Mu Chen, the white-faced Taoist priest with no beard appeared on his face, but he stepped forward and blocked between Mu Chen and Xin Han: "Don't do anything first!"

Mu Chen's face was as heavy as water, staring at the white-faced Taoist priest and asked, "Junior Brother Mu Cheng, what do you mean? Mu Jing was killed in front of him. Do you still want to plead for this evil man?"

Mu Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "I am the elder of the Zhengzheng period. I still have to figure out the whole story!"

"At this time, no matter who is right or wrong, he can't be good. If he kills Mu Jing, he will have to pay his life. Do you still want me to hand over the mysterious skills to him?"

Mu Chen said, the whisk rolled, rolled Mu Cheng directly next to him, and then shook his hand and swept the whisk a few times. The treasure light flowed on the whisk, and suddenly a few rainbow light shot out, shooting towards Xin Han.

He actually chose not to ask whether to be right or wrong, whether to distinguish right or wrong, and to take action to avenge Mu Jing!

"Hehe, what Master Mu Chen said is just right!" Xin Han couldn't help him like this. In this situation, he didn't want the other party to reason. He slapped his palms and slapped the rainbow light away in an understatement.

"If you have any other means, just use it, but I think your whisk is a good thing, but unfortunately you use it a waste. I claim to be a disciple of the Taoist sect, but I don't have a whisk. I think your whisk is very suitable. I'll give it to my grandfather if you don't respect me!"

More than ten feet apart, he grabbed the dragon and captured the dragon. Master Mu Chen felt that his strength was coming, his hands were loose, and the whisk had already flew out of his hand and floated out and landed in the hands of the enemy.

Xin Han suddenly activated his true energy to wipe it, forcibly destroying the mark of recognition left by Mu Chen. The Xuantian leader immediately spurted out his mouth with old blood, and his spirit became weaker in an instant.

This is because the strength difference between the two is too great, and the mark left by the Master Xuantian in this whisk is just the most basic blood-recognizing the master. He even has no spiritual mark left by the sacrifice and refining magic weapons, so Xin Han easily succeeded.

If it were someone with his strength or a complete magic weapon for sacrifice, it would be impossible to be taken away by others so easily.

Xin Han is not polite. Since he has turned against him, then he will do the best. Even if the whisk is interest, it will be directly invested in the void space. Even if he can't use it, it will be good to use it for his own people in the future.

This whisk is also the Three Treasures of Xuantian left by the ancestors of Xuantian Temple. At this moment, it was taken away by Xin Han. How could the leader of Xuantian give up? After vomiting blood, he shouted loudly with a distorted face: "Move the formation and capture this thief alive!"

Hundreds of Taoist priests around them stood in a row, faintly forming a formation, and suddenly activated the true energy. The true energy of these hundreds of Taoist priests actually passed through this large formation.

"I'll let you touch a big-headed ghost!" Xin Han shook his hands and slapped them out with two dragon elephant handprints. Two huge handprints ranging in size ten feet were directly slapped with the momentum of covering the sun all day long. No matter how steel bars and iron bones were slapped under this palm, they would be slapped in pieces.

But what Xin Han could not have imagined was that the true energy on these groups of Taoist bodies could be connected into pieces, raised up a light curtain, and blocked the two dragon elephant handprints that split the mountain and cracked the stone steadily until they dissipated invisible.

This dragon elephant handprint is in the Chinese world, but even the tree demon grandmother of the thousand-year-old demon could not resist it. She actually let these Taoist priests in the Qi training stage block it. It is really powerful!

Although Xin Han was not afraid of any big formation, he was inevitably confused because these hundreds of Taoist priests practiced true energy into yi films, but did not target him, but entered these true energy into the mountain peaks under his feet.

He didn't understand why, so he was careful. Just when he was about to take action first, suddenly, from around the mountain where Xuantian Temple was located, stone statues of thirty-six gods were statues of the appearance of gods flew up.

Only then did Xin Han realize that the main attack method of the so-called Xuantian Array is to use true energy to drive these gods.

Each of the thirty-six gods is five or six feet tall, and each of them is filled with a terrifying and astonishing momentum and the pressure of the superiors who also have an influence on him.

These thirty-six statues have different appearances. Some have ghost-faced human bodies, and some have beast-faced human faces. They are all legendary ghost-god forms. They each hold different weapons in their hands, majestic and murderous intent.

Xin Han looked at the thirty-six statues of gods: "Is this your last reliance?"

He has too many ways to defeat the enemy. No matter whether it is physically immune No. 3 or Kowloon Armor, these thirty-six statues can break through defense.

In addition, there is also a nuclear bomb that can explode at any time as long as it is taken out. It was the nuclear bomb that the US government wanted to destroy Manhattan in order to kill aliens in the Avengers world. It was included in the Void Ring. If it is thrown here now, it will not be too easy to destroy Xuantian Temple!

Of course, nuclear bombs are absolutely not available for the Nine-Turn Xuan Gong.

At this time, he could not think too much. Xin Han felt that he was locked by thirty-six murderous intents. Suddenly, the thirty-six statues burst out with amazing fighting spirit and started to operate at the same time.

Thirty-six gods danced the weapons in their hands, crossed and repeated, falling in an orderly manner in the air, forming a formation faintly, allowing their own pressure to continuously increase, while surrounding Xin Han, ready to move the formation and kill the enemy at any time!

Xin Han turned his hand and took out the empty sword box: "I won't need Ziqing this time, let me see your real power!"

Open the sword box and pick it up in succession. The nine-toothpick-sized flying swords were popped out of the sword box one after another. The flying sword grew when it saw the wind, and became a normal size, showing the power of the fairy sword as it should have.

"Kill me!" Xin Han's index finger with his right hand pointed at the ghost-faced halberd general who was wielding the long halberd head-on. The nine flying swords burst out with sword light at the same time, and only the ding sound was heard constantly.

Nine flying swords slashed on the statue continuously, causing sparks to erupt, and the statue retreated repeatedly, but was not fatally traumatized.

Xuantian's large waves changed, and immediately another statue of god came out from the side to kill Xin Han. The statue surrounded by the Nine Void Swords took the opportunity to retreat to other directions.

"Sure enough, there are some tricks! This empty flying sword is at the level of the immortal sword. Although the single body is not as good as Ziqing, it only leaves yi silk sword marks on these rocks, but it cannot hurt the essence of the god statue!"

While Xin Han dodged the attack, he used the combined skills of the Nine Swords of the Emptiness without hesitation.

He blunt his five fingers and pressed forward. The Nine Swords of Empty Void made a sound of swords, and then he flew into a giant ancient sword with simple shape and endless power.

Seeing the changes of the Nine Swords of Emptiness, Mu Chen had a cold look in his eyes and said sarcastically: "Hmph, no matter how you use all means, you can't compare to my god statue that is comparable to the realm of an immortal! Boy, as long as you hand over the magic weapon of Sumeru Mustard Seed, I will leave you a whole body, how about it!"

Those who can become the head of the sect are not fools. While stimulating Xin Han in words, he commanded his disciples to control the formation. Immediately, another statue of a god holding a sword and shield came up. The two statues met the empty ancient sword at the same time!

Xin Han was also ruthless, and a large amount of qi and blood were activated. The ancient empty sword suddenly surged into a circle again, directly slashing on the shield of the statue, making a huge sound, surging the world.

The sword and shield collided and the air waves hit, the entire Izuyun Peak was shocked and dizzy. If the Taoist priests had not been protected by magic circles, they might have suffered serious internal injuries in an instant.

"Broken it to me!" As Xin Han pressed his palm on the void, the loud bang, and the shield shattered. The ancient sword of the void swept directly above the statue, and in an instant, it cut the statue in half.

In the formation, all the Taoist priests who participated in the formation were attacked by the formation and vomited blood.

The scene of hundreds of people squirting blood is really spectacular, and Xin Han can be said to be the only one who has seen him in his life.

Mu Chen's face was ashamed, shocked: "How is it possible? This is a statue of a god comparable to an immortal. What kind of sword is yours!"

Of course, Xin Han would not tell him that even if the Ziqing swords were combined, they could kill ordinary immortals, not to mention the Nine Swords of the Empty, after combining, the power was only stronger than that of Ziqing swords, and it was not a big deal to kill the statue of an immortal.

He pointed and swept across like a knife.

The ancient Void Sword also swept across the thousands of troops, slashing the second statue of the god that was moving and changing into two pieces, and the statue of the god also shattered with a bang.

The hundreds of Taoist priests spewed out blood again, and the light curtains on their bodies also fluctuated, looking precarious and shaky.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!" Xin Han controlled the ancient empty sword and killed five god statues in succession.

During this period, he also soared into the air to avoid the attacks of other gods. With his flying degree and teleportation skills, these gods are comparable to immortals, but they are just dead objects after all, and they cannot even hurt their hair.

Every time he killed the statue of a god, hundreds of Taoists spit out blood. After killing seven statues in total, blood was everywhere in the square, which was so utterly blood.

These Taoist priests vomited blood so hard that they could not continue. They were injured by the backlash and all collapsed to the ground. The Xuantian Formation of Rapezi was also broken. Except for the broken ones, those statues slowly fell down to the peak and returned to their original place!

"Do you guys share the Nine Turns of Mysterious Art?" Xin Han took back the Nine Swords of Emptiness and asked in a sharp tone.

In fact, he was also complaining secretly. Although the few strokes just now looked extremely powerful and powerful, he took 20% of his qi and blood. This is really not something that people can play with. The performance is good, but the fuel consumption is too high.

"I would rather die than fight!" Mu Chen's face twitched. He thought he would win, but he didn't expect that he would lose so quickly. He was dissatisfied with the psychological gap that made him desperate.

My psychology became unbalanced and abnormal. At this moment, Mu Chen had already decided that he would rather drag Xuantianguan to his death and never let Xin Han succeed.

"Okay, I see how hard you are!" Xin Han casually recorded the sword energy, and the two Taoist priests were instantly dissatisfied with each other ten steps away.

These Taoist priests were all backfired by the formation and were unable to act at this time, so they could only let him slaughter them.

If it were normal, Xin Han would not even bother to massacre people who were not able to fight back, but today these people ended up like this just to kill him. I can only say that he deserves it! He will never be ruthless when he kills.

"Do not hand over!"

"Not to do it! It's just not to do it!" Mu Chen watched the disciples in the audience being killed constantly, with a fierce look on his face, and glared at Xin Han and intending to hold on to the end.

Xin Han sneered without saying a word, and the sword energy kept coming out of his hands. Taoist priests who had lost their ability to resist were killed, and the bloody aura spread throughout the entire Izui Peak.

"Stop killing again! I know where the Nine Turns of Profound Art is! I'll give it to you, don't kill again!"

The law enforcement elder Mu Cheng knelt down straight. He had a flying sword, but he never attacked Xin Han until the beginning. At this time, he looked begging: "I'll give you the Nine Turns Mysterious Art, please don't kill it again!"

Xin Han casually killed the man again: "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to say this? I asked Master Xuantian, are you convinced?"

Mu Chen screamed, "Mu Cheng, you dare to disobey the head of the sect's Dharma Yu, if you want to judge the sect, you will not be able to do so!"

Mu Cheng looked at the head and suddenly shouted like crazy: "Who cleaned the mountain road this morning?"

A little Taoist priest said weakly: "Report to the elder, it's us!" The little Taoist priest pointed to the people beside him.

Due to their low strength, these little Taoists were not injured too much in the backlash of the formation. They could still speak or even barely stand up.

Mu Cheng screamed and asked, "Tell me the truth, what happened this morning?"

The little Taoist priest cried and said, "It was the law enforcement elder who refused to let us say... the pig demon's head was... he brought it, that's right!" The person behind the little Taoist priest refers to Xin Han.

Xin Han looked at Mu Cheng with great interest, wondering what his words could mean.

"Master, did you hear that Zhu Gangli was really killed by this fellow Taoist, and the reward should be obtained by this fellow Taoist. Don't be stubborn! If Xuantian Temple is gone, what's the use of martial arts?"

At this moment, Mu Cheng suppressed his anger and fear and figured out the whole story in order to win the vitality of Xuantian Temple. He was very thoughtful.

But he didn't expect Mu Chen to be crazy at this time and couldn't listen to what he said. He sneered: "My Xuantian Temple, if I have obtained the Taoist throne of the True Lord, how can there be a reason to surrender? I would rather die than surrender than to destroy it. The True Lord would not let him go!"

"It's so good!" Xin Han killed two Taoist priests casually: "You keep talking!" He could have killed Mu Chen directly, but the Nine Turns of Mysterious Technique would still be forced out of this guy.

"Ah...!" Mu Cheng roared wildly, closed his eyes, left two lines of clear tears, and suddenly shouted loudly:

"Mu Chen, the sixty-two generations of the Guanguan, had no merits, no faith, no kindness, and little kindness, and even made great mistakes. This made Xuantianguan suffer the destruction of the disaster. I am the elder of the law enforcement officer, in charge of good and evil punishment. Now, in the name of the ancestors of all generations, the position of the Guanguan Master of the Mu Chen, can be seen by the sun and the moon, and the ancestors can be seen!"

"What did you say?" Mu Chen obviously didn't expect that his junior brother would actually dismiss him in the name of ancestors of all generations. This was ridiculous.

He turned his head and looked at the morning and mucheng, but when he saw the cold light flashing, he felt his throat was cold. He reached out to touch and saw blood flying. He couldn't hold it down. Then he was cold all over and had no strength in an instant, and it was difficult to stand. At the moment he fell down, he saw the helplessness and ferocity on his junior brother's face!

With just how good kung fu, Xin Han had already killed more than fifty Taoist priests, but he stopped in surprise. He watched Mu Cheng release the flying sword of quality, piercing through the throat of the Lord Mu Chen Temple.
Chapter completed!