In the Holy Court Continent, Feng Qingyu's strength is only inferior to that of the Holy Master. If it is a fair duel in the void, Zhu Qingjiu should not be his opponent. But this is the Continent of the Gods, his strength will be somewhat suppressed no matter what, and he may not be able to match Zhu Qingjiu.
This fat man is a little wretched, but he has saved Mu Hanyan's life, and Mu Hanyan also sincerely regards him as a teacher. Of course, he doesn't want the master and apprentice to be overjoyed when they meet again.
"Don't worry, my dear apprentice. His strength is not in your eyes as a teacher." The fat man was elated by Mu Hanyan's master calling him, and he squeezed his eyes at Mu Hanyan in an extremely wretched way. cut out.
It was only after seeing this sword that Mu Hanyan knew that his worries were unnecessary.
Although Feng Qingyu's strength has been somewhat suppressed, his sword power is more majestic than before. More importantly, his sword power obviously has a strong restraint on divine arts. The suppression brought about by the law of pointing heaven and earth is nothing at all.
Zhu Qingjiu had suffered a lot in Feng Qingyu's hands, knowing how powerful this fat man was, how could he dare to be negligent, so he quickly drew out his long sword and stood in front of him.
The next moment, a loud bang was heard, and the lights flickered, and Zhu Qingjiu was sent flying by Feng Qingyu with his sword.
"Pfft!" Zhu Qingjiu spat out a mouthful of blood arrows while holding her chest, and blood also gushed out from between her fingers.
"Lord Zhu!" Although Dou Nanshan had heard of Feng Qingyu's power, it was the first time he saw him make a move. He didn't expect him to be so powerful, and his expression changed drastically.
"Go, let's go!" Zhu Qingjiu turned pale with shock, turned around and fled away, and a thin spray of blood was sprinkled along the way.
Seeing that Zhu Qingjiu ran away without letting out another fart, Dou Nanshan didn't dare to stay, so he also turned and fled.
"Bahuang, Shenyun!" How could Mu Hanyan let him escape so easily, and he slashed out with a single sword.
"Huntian Sword Formation, cut!" Zhuang Ping'an, Sang Qinghe and others also attacked at the same time.
Hundreds of sword lights streaked across the sky at the same time, some were strong and some were weak, each with its own mysteries, yet they complemented each other, gathered into a towering giant sword, and slashed towards the back of Dou Nanshan.
Feeling the awe-inspiring power of the Huntian sword array, Dou Nanshan's heart tightened, and while speeding up to escape, he blocked behind with a long sword. However, the sword of hundreds of guardian descendants connected by a sword array is not so easy to block. Even if he can block it, what can he use to resist Mu Hanyan's sword
Hearing a sprinkling of blood, Dou Nanshan's back was split open with a wound of two feet long. Not to mention the bones, even the internal organs were clearly visible.
However, Dou Nanshan is also worthy of being the leader among the priests of God's Blessing. The superpower in the Continent of God is second only to the Lord of God. Regardless of strength or opportunity, he is far superior to other priests of God's Blessing. With the help of Mu Hanyan and others With the power of the sword, the speed was actually a little faster. In the blink of an eye, he flew to Zhu Qingjiu's side first, and even gave him a hand.
The two flew away like shooting stars, and disappeared without a trace in a moment. Feng Qingyu wanted to pursue him, so he could only stop when he saw this.
"Young Master Mu!" Although Dou Nanshan and Zhu Qingjiu escaped, Zhuang Ping'an and the others were not too disappointed. With the joy of reunion on their faces, they cheered and surrounded Mu Hanyan in the middle.
Seeing those sincere smiling faces, Mu Hanyan was also very excited.
"My precious disciple, I finally found you! Come here, let me hug you." Feng Qingyu also opened her arms and rushed over with a wretched smile.