Chapter 1501 1502 The Dude in the Holy Court

The light of the formation gradually disappeared, and Mu Hanyan and the others slowly descended in front of a quiet valley, only to see a mountain rising up from the ground, towering like a divine sword.

There is no doubt that this is what the Holy Master said about the Holy Sword Peak.

The valley is not big, and the Holy Sword Peak is hundreds of feet away. Because the mountain is too majestic, it feels as if it is in front of you.

The four courtyards are built on the mountain, full of the feeling of ancient sangsang.

From a distance, everyone can feel the purer and richer power of heaven and earth in the valley, as well as the power of laws that are clearer and easier to perceive. Obviously, this holy sword peak is a rare cultivation treasure, and it is several times stronger than the cultivation illusions in various academies.

They also felt that although the power of heaven and earth in the entire Holy Sword Peak was unusually abundant, it fell into the courtyards, but there were strong and weak points. Obviously, there are formations under these courtyards, which can gather the power of heaven and earth, but with the passage of time, some formations will inevitably be damaged, and the power of heaven and earth will be strong and weak in the end.

"Our Northern Qi Kingdom has the most people this time. The westernmost yard looks bigger, so let us live." A great swordsman from the Northern Qi Kingdom said.

Mu Hanyan frowned. The westernmost courtyard not only looked bigger, but also the power of heaven and earth was the most abundant. He said that obviously not because of the size.

"You only have two more people than us in Xiqin. Didn't you see that we still have female swordsmen in Xiqin? It's inconvenient to be crowded with us. It's better to let us live in that yard." The Western Qin Great Sword Master said immediately.

Indeed, apart from Mu Hanyan and Ye Yanran of An Yunguo, there are only female swordsmen in Western Qin in other countries. His reason seems reasonable and reasonable, but everyone knows that what he said is not that. A female swordsman, but for the power of heaven and earth.

"Anyway, the other courtyards aren't much smaller, so you can just make room for her." The Northern Qi Great Sword Master raised his brows and said displeasedly.

"Since you also said that the other courtyards are not much smaller, why do you have to occupy the westernmost one in the West Qin Kingdom." The West Qin Great Swordsman sneered and sneered.

"Zhuang Ping'an, are you deliberately going against me?" The Northern Qi Great Swordsman sank.

"Sang Qinghe, I don't want to be against you, but I don't see anyone who wants to be a watchman and want to set up an archway. That yard, I'm going to set it up in Xiqin." Zhuang Ping'an said with a sneer.

"Looking for death!" Sang Qinghe was furious and pulled out his long sword.

Zhuang Ping'an was not afraid, and drew his long sword.

Nan Aotian looked at Mu Hanyan and smiled bitterly.

Mu Hanyan shook his head, his head a little too big.

Only then did she realize that she had made her previous promise a little earlier. This time, most of the descendants of the guardian of the gods from all over the world came from aristocratic families and even royal families. Although they came to the Holy Court, they put aside their identities and got along with them as cultivators, but the arrogance they had developed over the years could not be changed.

Among them, there are many rebellious people, and even many people have the same strength as her. It is not so easy to gather these people around and obey her orders.

"Big Brother Zhuang, Big Brother Sang, why don't we wait until we enter the valley, and then discuss it slowly." Although he knew that it would not be easy for these guardian descendants of the gods to obey him, but now that he has made a decision, Mu Hanyan He would never back down, stepped forward to block Zhuang Ping'an and Sang Qinghe, and said with a smile.

"Young Master Mu, as the saying goes, talk first, then don't mess up. I think it's not too late to start after negotiating." Sang Qinghe bowed to Mu Hanyan first, and then said sternly.

"Young Master Mu is right, but I'm afraid that some people will take the yard as their own as soon as they get to the peak, so I'd better settle first." Zhuang Ping'an also bowed to Mu Hanyan. He said sarcastically.

"Zhuang Ping'an, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Don't you also like that yard? As long as you have the sword left in my hand, I'll let you be." Sang Qinghe said angrily, showing the sword.

"Why do you want me to be? You still think that yard really belongs to you? But if you want to do it, you think I will be afraid that you will fail!" Pass.

If it wasn't for Mu Hanyan still in front of her, they were in awe of her strength again, and they would have fought long ago.

Mu Hanyan shook her head secretly. Although these guardian descendants of the gods were all in awe after seeing her strength, when she and Wei Xiaotian fought before, they also stood on her side because of the same hatred, but it involved their own interests. At times, she will never compromise easily just because of her few words. It is not so easy to want them to obey their orders completely.

It seems that if you want to make them surrender, you have to stand upright, but these people come from a top family or even a royal family, no matter how modest and courteous they appear on the surface, they are arrogant in their bones, like Wei Xiaotian. No, it will only arouse their disgust.

But without the right opportunity, how can we do both kindness and power?

Although Mu Hanyan's strength is good at this time, he has experienced training for a long time in his previous life, and he has reached the realm of a sword saint.

"Choke" Taking advantage of Mu Hanyan's distracted effort, Sang Qinghe and Zhuang Ping'an suddenly took a step each, bypassed her, and exchanged hands.

The sword lights intersected, a few sparks splashed, and a turbulent wind blade flew in all directions. Several young people with low strength were startled and hurried to avoid them. One of them even used the trick of rolling a lazy donkey. When they came out, they dodged in embarrassment and did not accidentally get hurt by their swords.

Mu Hanyan raised her eyebrows slightly: If it really doesn't work, you can only forcibly suppress them first and fully establish their own prestige.

"Hehe, is this the legendary dog ​​bites a dog's hair? You have to fight to the death before you enter the Holy Sword Valley. It's ridiculous, ridiculous!" Just as Mu Hanyan was about to start, a sneer sounded.

A group of Holy Court disciples walked over laughingly. The young man at the head was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was born with red lips and white teeth, but his eyebrows were full of arrogance, like the second generation ancestors of those rich and powerful families.

"What is the guardian descendant of the gods, to put it bluntly, they are just a group of philistine villains in the mundane world. How can they be compared with the son?" The next to him said flatteringly.

"If this kind of person can get the inheritance of those ancient powerhouses, unless God is blind." Another person sneered very rudely.

"Who are you?" Zhuang Ping'an and Sang Ping'an took back their long swords at the same time, and asked with a bad look.