Click!

Click!

Click!

The thunder fell like raindrops, but Zhang Muyang was not at all discomfort in the thunder. Apart from the wrinkles in his clothes, he was actually struck by the thunder and was a little excited.

Luo Qingchen was very surprised when he saw that the thunder did not work at all for Zhang Muyang, but she did not hesitate at all. She knew that Zhang Muyang was not easy to deal with. Since the thunder could not be achieved, she had other tricks.

However, she didn't wait for her to take action.

Zhang Muyang, who had just been hit by thunder on the ground, appeared in front of her the next moment.

"It's my turn now."

As soon as Zhang Muyang raised his arm, the sword shadow appeared in his hand.

As Zhang Muyang's figure moved, although the sword shadows appeared in the sky, they rushed straight towards Luo Qingchen.

As soon as the other party came up, Zhang Muyang would not show mercy because she was white and beautiful. The sword technique he used now was the sword technique he learned that day in the fairyland of Xiangyun Temple.

He only remembered thirteen moves for those moves, so this shameless bitch gave these swords a name called the Thirteen Deadly Swords.

Zhang Muyang looked at Luo Qingchen. He seemed to have no sword in his hand, but it really made Luo Qingchen feel more shocked than someone else taking a fairy sword to her.

Zhang Muyang's hand seemed to be a sword, and his body seemed to be a sword. At a certain moment, Zhang Muyang's temperament changed. The coolness and pleasure he had just had when he had dinner with her, and the wild disdain that forced her to thunder, have changed all of it until now.

He seemed to have turned into a sword, with the strong wind roaring and thunder. Zhang Muyang stood out of nowhere, stood in the air, slowly stretched out his finger towards Luo Qingchen.

Is this a simple finger?

This is not a sword, this is a sword with Mu Yang's understanding of swordsmanship.

The sword stabbed out, which seemed light and fluttering, but when facing Luo Qingchen, the sword changed, and the change suddenly came, but it was so natural, as if the sword should have been done like this.

There seemed to be only one move in this sword, but it seemed that there were thirteen people instantly stabbing this sword towards Luo Qingchen in different directions at the same time.

These thirteen swords, without a single sword, have the ability to have many lives.

Luo Qingchen's face, which had not changed for thousands of years, finally changed her face at this time. She had never seen such a sword technique. She had never thought that such a sword technique would be used by a Jindan cultivator like Zhang Muyang.

This should not be a sword technique that appears in such a low-level world, nor should it appear in Zhang Muyang's hands. She knew that Zhang Muyang was very strong, but she didn't expect that Zhang Muyang was so strong.

Faced with this murderous sword, she could only dodge. She knew that she could not catch it. When Zhang Muyang was here, she knew that the gap between her and Zhang Muyang was too big in the sword path.

"clang."

Zhang Muyang's long sword stabbed Luo Qingchen, but it did not cause any wounds to her, but it made her face less pale, with bloody red and unhealthy ones on her face.

Just now, Luo Qingchen had no choice but to hide, and could only throw out his protective magic weapon to help him block the sword. The protective magic weapon she used was given by the ancestors in the main sect, and could be a blow to the Nascent Soul cultivator.

But just now, when she met Zhang Muyang's sword, her life-saving magic weapon was stabbed by Zhang Muyang's sword. Although she had not damaged the entire magic weapon, it was enough to prove how terrible Zhang Muyang's sword just now was, almost comparable to the attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

Luo Qingchen asked.

Zhang Muyang said: "Kill your sword technique."

Zhang Muyang was not surprised that the sword did not kill the entire little girl. Instead, he felt that if the other party was so vulnerable, there would be a ghost. The monks who could be excluded from executing the plundering of lurking figures were naturally all direct disciples from various sects, so how could they be so vulnerable?

Besides, his sword technique has not been fully used yet. If Luo Qingchen was killed by him with one sword, then who would he have tried the remaining swords? Wait until the other sects in the foreign realm broke in? I'm afraid it would be a little late.

"Please look at my sword again."

After Zhang Muyang answered, his movements did not stop. He continued to force Luo Qingchen. It was similar to what he was just now, and he still raised his palm very slowly.

But his slowness, and Luo Qingchen's existence was in no way possible. She could feel what kind of power contained in Zhang Muyang's slow palm.

This time she was very direct, not running away or hiding. It was not that she was going to take it on the verge of being in charge, nor that she had the means to deal with Zhang Muyang's sword technique.

But she knew that she could not escape and could not dodge, so she could only take it with her body protector.

Luo Qingchen activated his protective magic weapon to the extreme.

At this time, Zhang Muyang's sword arrived.

This sword is different from the sword that Zhang Muyang just now. The sword just now was full of murderous aura, which made people feel scared, but there was room for rushing and moving.

But Zhang Muyang's sword did not.

His sword stabbed out, and it seemed as if there were rounds of rounds in the originally dark night sky, and it was still shaking.

Can murderous aura hide, but can sunlight hide?

The sun rises eastward, and the sword energy is arrogant. Even if Luo Qingchen closes his eyes, she can still feel the sunshine is dazzling. The sunshine is like a stove in the hot summer, like a meteorite falling from the sky.

Bang!

Click.

After this sword, there was blood on the corner of Luo Qingchen's mouth, but his life was still there. Although most of the vitality in his body had dissipated, fortunately he saved his life.

But her protective magic weapon that was proud of being able to attack the Nascent Soul cultivator was completely broken under Zhang Muyang's two swords, shattered into gravel and could not be found when the wind blew.

After Zhang Muyang stabbed two swords in a row, he was a little short of breath. The sword just now was so terrifying that it was not something that a cultivator in the Golden Dan realm could use and comprehend.

The reason why he was able to use it was because his vision was not comparable to the golden elixir, but the old monster in the tribulation period. The second was that he practiced the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art, the true qi in his body was pure and long, and the system was super strong.

So after stabbing this sword, he was a little breathing, and the spiritual energy was gone, and there was no other side effects. Even so, it also shocked Zhang Muyang. After stabbing that sword, the sword was no longer under his control. As long as the spiritual energy in his body was about to be drained, the sword energy stopped.

The strong wind is still roaring.

Neither Zhang Muyang nor Luo Qingchen were taking action. The two fell directly to the ground and stared at each other with their eyes. Luo Qingchen's fear of Zhang Muyang had reached its peak. She saw that Zhang Muyang was a little weak in spirit, but she did not dare to act without action. Zhang Muyang's sword just now was too terrible.
Chapter completed!