When Mie Qianhen fought with Mu Hanyan with a sword, his divine power was already greatly damaged. Under the joint hands of the two gods and masters, the internal organs were shocked and the soul was injured. How could it stop Feng Qingyu and the others from condensing together? The power of a sword.

"Puff!" Mie Qianhen staggered back and forth again and again, a mouthful of blood finally spurted out.

"Kill!" Divine Lord Holy Lord, and Feng Qingyu three at the same time shouted loudly.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, not only Mu Hanyan understands this truth, they also understand it.

Four sword lights, from four directions, enveloped the Qianqianhen.

If you take a closer look, there are not only four sword lights, but seven sword lights. Mu Hanyan and the soul of the gods of the gods and the gods also cleaved a sword at the same time, blending with the sword lights of the deity. This Shenwu Samurai Soul was originally made by the condensing of divine consciousness, completely connected with the deity's mind, and under the combination of the two swords, its power was increased several times.

Although Feng Qingyu has not yet condensed the Shenwu Samurai Soul, he has also been refined into a sword soul, coupled with the complementary sword formations of Huayue and others, it is also more powerful.

"How could this be, how could this be!" Mie Qianhen's eyes were filled with horror and despair.

I thought that once he was free from the shackles, the Holy Continent would be invincible, and the entire Holy Continent would be destroyed in his hands. But unexpectedly, in the Holy Continent, there will be three sacred martial experts who are not below him at the same time, and there is also a peak master who is not a sacred martial expert, but is not much worse than the sacred martial expert.

If he escapes as soon as he leaves the Kowloon seal, perhaps no one can keep him, but he is too arrogant and underestimates the practitioners of the Holy Continent! Under the combined blow of the four people doing their best, he didn't even have a chance to escape.

"No!" Mie Qianhen looked up to the sky and let out a long, unwilling roar.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, four sword lights fell on Mie Qianhen's body at the same time.

The powerful body that has not been destroyed through the endless void, the Shenwu Samurai soul equivalent to the clone of the deity, simultaneously turned into nothingness, and disappeared forever.

The divine martial masters who had feared the Holy Continent for millions of years, before they had time to show their power, died in the hands of the four strongest masters in the Holy Continent.

There was dead silence all around, Luo Shuiyi, Mu Hanfeng and others were already stunned by the scene in front of them.

"Sister, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. Is this the legendary master of martial arts?" Mu Hanfeng was the first to recover, and rushed to Mu Hanyan's front and said excitedly.

"Han Feng, thank you for your hard work." Mu Hanyan touched Mu Hanfeng's haggard but more mature, more determined face, moving.

Had it not been for Mu Hanfeng to stay in the void and risk his life to trap Mie Qianhen with the Nine Dragon Seal, he would have arrived in the Holy Continent long ago. At that time, the Holy Lord had not yet been promoted to the Divine Martial Realm, and Feng Qingyu was still floating in the void with an injury , God alone could not stop him at all, and she herself, there was no possibility of surviving, let alone possessing the current cultivation base.

"You are my sister." Mu Hanfeng hugged Mu Hanyan tightly and said in an extremely firm tone.

Seeing Mu Hanyan's achievements now, he is extremely proud, let alone just staying in the void for a few years, even if he died in the hands of Mie Qianhen, he has no regrets.

After releasing Mu Hanfeng, Mu Hanyan turned and looked at Luo Shuiyi.

"Han Yan has seen my grandmother." Mu Hanyan floated into the void, knelt down. When she said this, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Get up, get up quickly, today is the day when our grandparents and grandchildren meet again, what are we crying like?" Luo Shuiyi picked up Mu Hanyan and hugged her tightly into his arms. He said so, but his face burst into tears.

"Let's go, I haven't gone back for so many years, let's go home and have a look." After a long time, grandmother let go of Mu Hanyan and said with tears.