"How can this be?"
Wan Huachao simply didn't believe that he was defeated with just one move.
Moreover, he used the supreme skill of Tianxuan Sect, the Cangbang Light Splitting Sword, and his opponent just used a mediocre and casual sword.
Just like that, the Cangbang Lightsplitting Sword was broken.
Wan Huachao's original pride was completely trampled to the ground by Mu Yu.
Mu Yu casually picked up Wan Huachao's long sword that fell on the ground, glanced at it, and said, "This sword is pretty good, it can be considered my trophy."
This sword is not only good, it is a sixth-grade spiritual sword.
Wan Huachao's father, Wan Tianyu, the leader of the Tianxuan Sect, personally gave it to him on his birthday, and it was priceless.
Seeing Mu Yu put away his beloved sword, Wan Hua felt a pang of pain, but due to Mu Yu's strength, he did not dare to refute.
For him now, saving his life is the most important thing.
"Since you have accepted the sword, then let us go."
Wan Hua asked for mercy in humiliation.
He has decided that as long as Mu Yu lets him go, when he returns to Tianxuanmen, he will seek revenge from Mu Yu again to wash away today's shame.
Mu Yu shook his head, obviously still a little dissatisfied, and said: "There are three of you, and this broken sword can only hold one person at most."
"Hand over all the Holy Sources and Xuan Crystals you have. If I am satisfied with the quantity, then I will let the three of you go."
Damn it! Even if the sixth-grade spiritual sword is said to be a broken sword, forget it and give you the Xuanjing, so we can tolerate it.
Do you want to rob the Holy Source too? It's simply too much.
This time their seventeen major sects entered the Lingtian Secret Realm, and the final decision was based on the number of holy sources.
And today is the last day of the secret trial.
If the Holy Source is handed over to Mu Yu, what will the three of them do
"Um?"
Seeing that the three of them were hesitant, Mu Yu frowned, his eyes showing displeasure.
Seeing Mu Yu's expression, the three of them panicked and said to themselves: "It's gone if the Holy Source is gone. It's still important to save your life now."
Wan Huachao spoke quickly and said with an apologetic smile: "Brother, whatever you want, we will give it to you, but you must not do anything. Lowly and lowly beings like me will only dirty your hands."
I go!
Hearing that Wan Huachao, who used to be arrogant and arrogant in the past, was now begging for mercy like a pug and saying such disgusting words, the two disciples next to him were simply shocked.
Mu Yu pocketed both the Holy Source and Xuan Jing they handed over.
There are a total of eighty-two holy sources and two hundred and sixty mysterious crystals.
Sure enough, it's more enjoyable to be a bad guy than a good guy.
There was a hint of regret in Mu Yu's eyes.
If you start robbing other disciples from the first day you enter the Lingtian Secret Realm.
Then the Holy Source in his body now will break through 500 paths.
"Brother, are you satisfied? Let us go. Whatever treasures I have in the future, I will use them to honor you, eldest brother."
Wan Huachao knelt down on the ground, his head level with the ground.
"Um."
Mu Yu nodded, satisfied with their performance, and was about to release the three of them.
A dragon's roar suddenly came from the Hague Lake, resounding throughout the world.
The waves in the lake hit the shore hard, and the soil on the shore sank instantly and merged into the lake.
This dragon roar carries a powerful sonic attack.
Mu Yu instantly felt his blood boiling.
Fortunately, Mu Yu is an immortal devourer, and his physique is strong enough. This sound wave cannot hurt him at all, but instead turns into a wave of experience again.
"Ding, you absorbed the opponent's attack, and you gained 5,000 experience points."