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At this time, Mu Xinshu's image was extremely lofty. She had killed two Green Shadow Peak disciples of the same cultivation level with a single sword strike. She had retreated completely and stood proudly, as if she were a landscape painting!

Yan Sen Yang also hesitated. Mu Xinshu's combat ability was very efficient, so perhaps he alone was not enough to defeat him! Moreover, the rumors said that Mu Xinshu was a traitor to the Great Elder of a sect because he obtained a cultivation technique. He was the one who issued the sect's pursuit order! He could only believe that Mu Xinshu was able to display such a powerful combat strength because of that demonic sect's cultivation method!

Moreover, the Green Shadow Peak's main elder, Luo Ning, Yan Sen Yang's master, had died at the hands of Mu Xinshu. Standing across from him was Mu Xinshu, who seemed to only have a cultivation base at the late Second Meridian Stage.

Yan Sen Yang took a deep breath and waved his hand to stop the two Green Shadow Peak disciples, "You guys go first, you're not his match, I'll deal with him!"

The two Green Shadow Peak disciples looked at each other in dismay. They stared at Yan Sen Yang in shock. Yan Sen Yang's expression was serious and slightly tense! He then looked at Mu Xinshu, who was standing proudly on the opposite side. The two of them looked each other in the eye, nodded, turned around and left!

As Mu Xinshu watched the two Green Shadow Peak disciples turn around and leave, he immediately let out a sigh of relief. To him, there was nothing he could do to stop those two leaving. He was also overjoyed!

The current him could only be considered to be at the end of his tether. The Berserk Sword Art from earlier had already completely drained all of his energy and mind! He had been standing proudly just now because he barely had the strength to lift his foot!

The reason why Mu Xinshu was able to kill the two Green Shadow Peak disciples in one move was because the two of them looked down on Mu Xinshu. The reason was because Mu Xinshu's Berserker Sword Art borrowed the power of heaven and earth. It could be said that the perfection of that sword strike just now was Mu Xinshu's luck!

Mu Xinshu felt a sense of helplessness coming from every corner of his body. His gaze shifted, and the entire forest became silent. Only he and Yan Shengyang were left standing face to face.

Yan Sen Yang was one of the top cultivators in the later stages of the fourth meridian, his strength was strong, and the energy in his body was as vast as the ocean. Mu Xinshu's cultivation was only at the late second meridian. He had just experienced a life or death battle and was completely exhausted!

However, Yan Sen Yang's expression was solemn and serious. He had unsheathed his wooden sword from its sheath and held it tightly in his hand. An indescribable aura gradually appeared on Yan Sanyang's body. The aura of an expert made Mu Xinshu's heart heavy!

He could see that the two Green Shadow Peak disciples had been sent away by Yan Sen to notify the others in Green Shadow Peak. However, Mu Xinshu had no other choice. To deal with one person was much better than dealing with three or more Green Shadow Peak disciples. Although, Yan Sen Yang was much more powerful than the other two Green Shadow Peak disciples that had left!

"Your sword art is very powerful!" Yan Sanyang was the first to speak, as if he wanted to delay a bit. Perhaps he had decided that Mu Xinshu's strength wasn't too far off from his own.

"What, Yan Sen Yang, do you want to attack me?" Mu Xinshu smirked and arrogantly said, "I still remember, back then when you went up the mountain, I was your senior apprentice brother! How many sect missions did I take you on? Is that how you treat me? "

Yan Sen Yang's expression changed slightly as his vision became clouded. Memories began to surface in his mind. As he looked at the Book of Patriarchs in front of him, an indescribable feeling welled up within his heart.

But soon, Yan Sen Yang regained his composure and said, "Don't mention it too much!" Right now, you are the sworn enemy of all the people in our Core Tree Sect. You are a traitor to the Sect and everyone has the right to kill you! "

Mu Xinshu sighed, but his expression didn't change. He shook the wooden sword in his hand and pointed it at Yan Sen Yang. He sneered, "I'd like to see if you've grown any stronger after all these years!"

Cold sweat broke out on Yan Sen Yang's forehead. Looking at Mu Xinshu's arrogant expression, he suddenly remembered that the person standing in front of him was his senior brother! Moreover, Mu Xinshu was once a super master at the peak of the late fifth meridian stage!

Yan Sen Yang took a deep breath and gripped the heart of the tree tightly in his hands as he stared at Mu Xinshu with rapt attention! Mu Xinshu's lips curved up in a faint smile as he stood silently in front of Yan Sen Yang. Although Yan Sen Yang's momentum was not weak, he did not dare to make a move.

Yan Sen Yang hesitated when he saw Mount Tai collapse before his eyes, but he was unwilling to let go of the book. Therefore, Yan Sen Yang could only linger on the opposite side of the book as he paced back and forth.

Mu Xinshu's heart was even more nervous than Yan Sen Yang's. He was at the end of his rope, and although the Berserk Sword Art's second style, the Berserk Qi Dancing Clear Sky, would not consume too much energy, it would still require some energy to support.

However, up until now, all of the meridian energy that Mu Xinshu had cultivated, as well as the meridian energy that Jing Yi and the rest had poured into Mu Xinshu, had long since been completely used up. And the recovery speed of the meridian qi was extremely slow. Mu Xinshu had rested for a period of time, but he still hadn't been able to feel even the slightest bit of recovery from the meridian qi in his body!

On the contrary, it was because of this that Mu Xinshu's body was messed up by the meridian qi that came from the two girls, Lin Mu Ya and Xiaonu! It was impossible to recover one's Qi quickly!

In the quiet and secluded forest, the sky was filled with falling leaves. A gentle breeze caressed Mu Xinshu's face. A cool and refreshing feeling slowly settled down Mu Xinshu's originally somewhat irritable mood.

Yan Sen Yang's mood also gradually turned cold. The sword technique he was practising was a high-grade sword technique called Sky Yin. It followed a strange movement technique, which complemented his unexpected sword moves. Quick and accurate, it was the style of the Heaven Yin Sword Technique, and it focused on the vital parts of the opponent, it was the symbol of the Heaven Yin Sword Technique!

Yan Sen Yang's unremarkable eyes narrowed as he carefully examined Mu Xinshu. As Yan Sen Yang's new apprentice senior brother, he was well aware of the power of the Heaven Yin Sword Technique, and was also well aware of what actions Yan Sen Yang would take when he looked him in the eye.

A torrential storm of attacks filled the air. Sword Qi filled the entire sky. If Yan Sen Yang were to fight, he would not rest until his opponent had fallen. Yan Sen Yang was the only one who could stop him!

Mu Xinshu's chest stood straight up as he slowly took a deep breath. The fierce wind had helped me to dance Qingyun, so the only thing he could think of was to forcefully use the second style of the Berserker Sword Art! Although his body might be severely injured, Mu Xinshu could only do this; he had a slim chance of survival!