"Nine days, starfall!" The long-lost energy surging in his body, Mu Hanyan cut out with a single sword.

The bright blue light of the sword crossed the sky, and even the powerful laws around it seemed to be slashed away.

The ice crystal that danced with the wind suddenly solidified, allowing the majestic sword light to cut through it.

Seeing this bizarre scene, Kang Qingyuan's expression froze, and there was a momentary blankness in his mind, until the sword light was about to cut to his chest, he suddenly recovered, and the long sword retracted in front of him.

"Choke..." With a clear sound, Kang Qingyuan had already been chopped off with a sword.

"How is it possible, how can you have such a strong strength?" Kang Qingyuan slammed into the rock behind, got up and spit out a mouthful of blood, said in disbelief.

"Have you ever heard of a sentence, pretending to be struck by lightning, it's someone like you." Mu Hanyan smiled slightly and cut it out again with a sword.

As she imagined, although the cultivation method of the temple is different from that of the Holy Court, but the level is the same. The strength of the ninth-order **** priest of Kang Qingyuan is actually equivalent to that of the ninth-order swordsman. The strength of the Yuan Shi has been restored to the first rank of the swordsman.

Kang Qingyuan actually dared to show off in front of her, isn't that looking for death?

When he came up, he suffered a big loss, and Kang Qingyuan dared to be a little careless.

"Endless winter, give me the power of ice and snow, ice..." Kang Qingyuan played the sword technique on the left, chanted in a low voice, and displayed his strongest magic.

Unfortunately, before he finished singing, the terrifying sword light came before his eyes again. Mu Hanyan had discovered earlier that the more powerful the priestly magic, the more difficult it would be to perform. Not only did it require the assistance of the sword tactics, but it also needed to chant, and the speed of its use was also much slower. Although she didn't put Kang Qingyuan's strength in her eyes, she would never give him any chance to stand up.

"Puff..." Kang Qingyuan's blood spurted wildly, and he flew out again with a sword.

"How could you have such a strong strength, no, no, this is not a priest's magic, this is the Sacred Sword Dao!" Kang Qingyuan vomited blood, but his brain suddenly flashed, pointing to Mu Hanyan and said in shock. .

"You're right." Mu Hanyan nodded. When she left Sikong Qinglan, she didn't think about concealing her identity anymore. She didn't care if Kang Qingyuan saw it. Mu Hanyan didn't plan to let him leave alive anyway.

"It turns out that you are from the Holy Court, no wonder, no wonder." Kang Qingyuan suddenly realized.

He was surprised before that since Mu Hanyan was a natural priest of the gods, how could he practice martial arts, and now he knew that her martial arts was just a cover, and the real power was the Sacred Sword.

"It's fine if you understand, then you don't have any regrets, you can go on the road." Mu Hanyan cut out the long sword again. For this kind of enemy that could threaten her own life, she would naturally not be soft-hearted.

"Do you really think that you can kill me with your kendo?" Kang Qingyuan stood up fiercely, and cut out with a sword.

Mu Hanyan did not hesitate with that sword, nor did he pause for a moment. Kang Qingyuan obviously had no time to sing and play the sword tactics. There was no light oozing from that sword, and he could not even feel the slightest fluctuation in the power of law. No matter how you look at it, it's like an instinctive counterattack before dying.

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

A powerful force surged along the long sword, and Mu Hanyan only felt his wrist numb, and was shocked to take a step back.

This power is by no means the power of the priest's divine art, nor the power of kendo vigor, but more like the pure power brought by martial arts.

Did this old guy also practice martial arts? Just when Mu Hanyan was secretly surprised, Kang Qingyuan suddenly twisted his arm and the long sword drew an oblique arc toward Mu Hanyan.

The arc of the sword was so subtle and so strange that for a while, Mu Hanyan couldn't find a way to crack it, and was forced to retreat again and again.

No, it's not martial arts, martial arts does not have such subtle skills. Is it Saint Sword Art? Immediately, Mu Hanyan also denied this speculation. This sword power was too weird, and it even violated the structure of the human body at all. The Saint Continent did not have such a sword skill!

When Mu Hanyan was secretly hesitating, Kang Qingyuan suddenly let out a long roar, and the sword slashed out wildly.

Although this sword did not have the strength of kendo or the power of the law of priestly magic, it was magnificent and magnificent. Its pure and powerful power made even Mu Hanyan secretly speechless.

What's more terrifying is that the sword power was as fierce as a squally rain, and it sealed Mu Hanyan's front and back to the left and right, and its exquisiteness was not even under the sword of the holy court.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who could believe that this kind of swordsmanship came from the hands of a temple priest.

"Starfall, Bahuang!" Mu Hanyan was inevitable, unable to retreat, only gritted his teeth and displayed his strongest sword skill!

"Choke!" The two long swords slashed towards each other, making a crisp sound, and a burst of sparks spattered.

Mu Hanyan was shocked, her unreserved strongest sword, unexpectedly failed to repel Kang Qingyuan, the two long swords were glued together and fell into a stalemate.

Mu Hanyan was taken aback. Her strength at this time had been restored to almost the fifth rank of a swordsman. With the magical sword of the stars, her strength also exploded to the extreme. At least ten thousand catties of force could not repel Kang Qingyuan. You must know that his sword didn't have the slightest vigour, and it had nothing to do with the priest's magic arts, but pure power, how strong this power should be.

Mu Hanyan couldn't even figure out how could it be possible to withstand such a huge force without a body that was protected by energy or baptized by priestly magic.

What surprised her even more was still behind. The two long swords were glued together, as if they were firmly glued together. She couldn't do it even if she wanted to return to the sword, and that powerful force also followed the long sword. The pulse strikes towards her.

This force is so violent, it is full of destruction.

Mu Hanyan only felt that his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was vomited out, several meridians also ruptured at the same time, and the hand holding the sword was also broken into several wounds, dripping with blood for a while.

"Being able to travel through the void and come to the Continent of Gods, I think your status in the Holy Court is not low. What's even more rare is that even in the Continent of Gods, you still have such aptitude. If you take time, you may become the pinnacle of the sacred continent. The strong, even the God Lord and the Holy Lord must look up to your brilliance. But unfortunately, you met me." Kang Qingyuan said with a grim look, and there was some inexplicable excitement in his eyes.