Chapter 1715

"Nine days, the stars fall!" The long lost energy is surging and boiling in the body, and the cold smoke is cut out with one sword.

The snow light sword awn with a faint blue color across the sky, even the powerful power of the law around, seemed to be cut open with one sword.

The ice crystal dancing with the wind suddenly solidified and let the majestic sword cut through it.

Seeing this strange scene, Kang Qingyuan's face became stiff, and there was a moment of blank in his mind. It was not until the sword was about to cut to his chest that he suddenly regained his mind. As soon as the sword was closed, he blocked himself.

"Choke..." With a clear sound, Kang Qingyuan had been split out with his sword.

"How can it be, how can you have such a strong strength?" Kang Qingyuan slammed into the rocks behind him, got up and spat out a mouthful of blood. He said in disbelief.

"Have you ever heard of someone like you who pretends to be struck by thunder?" Mu Hanyan smiles and cuts it out again.

As she imagined, although the cultivation method of the temple is different from that of the imperial court, the level is the same. The strength of the Ninth level God priest of kangqingyuan is equal to that of the Ninth level swordsman. Relying on the Hunyuan stone, her strength has been restored to the first level swordsman. The big gap is that one is in heaven and the other is in earth.

Kang Qingyuan even dared to show off his appearance in front of her. Isn't that a death wish?

As soon as he came up, he suffered a great loss. How dare Kang Qingyuan be careless.

"Endless winter, give me the power of ice and snow, ice of..." Kang Qingyuan played a sword formula and sang in a low voice, exerting his strongest magic.

Unfortunately, before he finished singing, the terrible sword came to us again. Mu Hanyan found earlier that the more powerful the priest's divine skill is, the more difficult it seems to be to use it. It not only needs the assistance of sword Jue, but also needs to sing, and the speed of its application is much slower. Although she didn't pay much attention to Kang Qingyuan's strength, she would never give him any chance to turn over.

"Poof..." Kang Qingyuan's blood gushed in his mouth, and once again he flew out with his sword.

"How can you have such a strong strength? No, no, it's not the divine skill of the priest. It's the sword of the holy court!" Kang Qingyuan spat out blood, but his brain suddenly flashed, pointing to Mu Hanyan and said in shock.

"You're right." Mu Hanyan nodded. When she takes away Sikong Qinglan, she doesn't want to hide her identity. Kang Qingyuan sees that she doesn't care. Anyway, mu Hanyan is not ready to let him leave alive.

"So you are from the holy court. No wonder, no wonder." Kang Qingyuan suddenly realized.

He had been wondering how mu Hanyan could practice martial arts since she was a natural God priest. Now he knows that her martial arts is just a cover, and the real strength is Shengting kendo.

"If you understand, then you have no regrets. You can go on your way." Mu Hanyan's sword cuts out again. For this kind of enemy that can threaten her own life, she naturally will not have the slightest mercy.

"Do you really think you can kill me with your Kendo?" Kang Qingyuan fiercely stood up, but also head-on sword cut out.

Mu Hanyan's sword didn't have any hesitation or pause. Kang Qingyuan obviously didn't have time to sing the sword formula. There was no light exuding from the sword, and he didn't even feel the fluctuation of the power of the law. It was like an instinctive counterattack before he died.

However, just at the moment when the two swords intersected, mu Hanyan knew that this sword was not as simple as he thought.

A powerful force came along the long sword. Mu Hanyan felt his wrist numb, but he was shocked to step back.

This power is not the power of the priest's divine skill, nor the power of Kendo's vigorous outburst, but more like the pure power brought by martial arts.

Did the old guy also practice martial arts? Just when mu Hanyan was surprised, Kang Qingyuan suddenly twisted his arm, and his sword crossed an oblique arc to stab mu Hanyan.

The radian of the sword was so subtle and strange. For a moment, mu Hanyan couldn't find a way to crack it and was forced to retreat.

No, it's not martial arts. Martial arts don't have such exquisite skills. Is it the holy Kendo? Immediately, mu Hanyan also denied this conjecture. The sword power was too weird, even it was against the structure of human body. There was no such sword skill in Shengting mainland!

Just as mu Hanyan hesitated, Kang Qingyuan suddenly screamed and cut out his sword.

Although this sword has neither the strength of Kendo nor the power of priestly magic, it is powerful and powerful. Even in the cold smoke, it is speechless.

What's more, the sword was as fierce as a storm. It sealed the front and back of Mu Hanyan without leaking. Its subtlety was not even inferior to the skill of the holy court sword.

If you didn't see it with your own eyes, who can believe that such a sword technique was made by a temple priest.

"The stars fall, the eight wastes!" There is no way to avoid the cold smoke, and there is no way to retreat. He can only bite his teeth and show his strongest sword skill!

"Choking!" Two long swords cut face to face, making a crisp sound, splashing out a spark.Mu Hanyan was shocked. Her most powerful sword, without reservation, failed to beat Kang Qingyuan back. The two long swords stuck together and fell into a stalemate.

Mu Hanyan was surprised. At this time, her strength had almost recovered to the fifth level of swordsman. With the power of xingluobahuang's sword, her strength also broke out to the extreme. She had at least ten thousand jin of strength, and could not beat back Kang Qingyuan. You should know that his sword has no strength, and it has nothing to do with the divine skill of the priest. It's pure strength. How strong should it be.

Mu Hanyan didn't even understand how he could bear such a huge force without the protection of energy and the baptism of priest's divine skill.

What surprised her even more was that the two swords were glued together as if they were firmly stuck together. She couldn't do it if she wanted to go back to the sword, and the powerful force also came along with the sword towards her meridians.

This power is so violent that it is full of destruction.

Mu Hanyan only felt the sweetness of his throat, and vomited out a mouthful of blood. Several meridians were also broken at the same time. His hand holding the sword also burst out several wounds, and the blood was dripping for a moment.

"If you can cross the void and come to the land of God, you must have a high position in the holy court. What's more, even if you go to the land of God, you still have such qualifications. If you take time, maybe you will become the strongest man in the holy land. Even the God and the Holy Lord will look up to your glory. But unfortunately, you met me Kang Qingyuan a face ferocious said, in the eye unexpectedly some inexplicable excitement.

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