Chapter 1666 1667 The Battle of Life and Death

Mu Hanyan's eyes also showed excitement. Isn't this old man the hidden master who helped her repair the dragon and phoenix jade pendant? She didn't guess wrong, he really was Lu Guantian.

"Shanling, you've worked hard all these years." Seeing the tears in Qu Shanling's eyes, Lu Guantian was also moved, nodded and said lovingly.

Qu Shanling's tears finally burst into his eyes, but he couldn't say a word. Of course, he also knew that this was not the time for their master and apprentice to reminisce.

"Junior Brother, you really are not dead." The Holy Master looked at Lu Guantian and said lightly.

"Senior brother, let's stop, the divine martial arts have already appeared, why do we need to go against the sky again?" Lu Guantian said with a sigh. Demon barrier, brother has been completely demon barrier.

"What can Shenwu do now? Do you really think that she can save the Sacred Continent, and can really protect hundreds of millions of people? No, she can't, only me can save the entire Continent!" The Holy Master said with a cold snort.

"Senior brother, have you forgotten the last instruction of the master!" Lu Guantian shouted sharply.

"Of course I will not forget the last teachings of the master, but the world is impermanent, and with the great supernatural powers of the master, it may not be able to see the secrets. You should also know that that person is powerful, even if the Luoshuiyi artifact is in hand, he will definitely kill it. No, he will break through the shackles one day, and at that time, the entire Sacred Continent will be buried with her! Only I can save the entire Continent." At the end, his eyes fell on Mu Hanyan's face again. .

Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that no one knew who he was talking about, but she knew that it was the enemy who was imprisoned in a separate space with her grandmother. It turned out that the Holy Master did all this to deal with the last powerful enemy from the Shenwu world. After all, it was actually related to her.

"Where is my grandmother?" Mu Hanyan couldn't help asking.

"I don't know where she is either, but you'd better hope she appears later, because when she appears, it is the time of the Holy Land's catastrophe," the Holy Master said.

Mu Hanyan's heart sank. The space where the grandmother and that person were located was obviously related to the space barrier between the Sacred Court Continent and the Continent of Gods. Once they got out of the predicament, the catastrophe of the reunification of the continents might come ahead of schedule. That is to say, while looking for grandmother and saving her, there must be a way to deal with the catastrophe. Otherwise, rescuing the grandmother will be a dead end, and it will cause hundreds of millions of Li people in the Holy Continent to be buried with them.

It is no wonder that the Holy Master does not believe her, she does not have such ability.

Since the Holy Master does not know the whereabouts of his grandmother, there is no need for Mu Hanyan to ask any further questions.

"It seems that I still can't persuade you." Lu Guantian floated forward and blocked between the Holy Master and Mu Hanyan and the others, then turned to Mu Hanyan and the others and shouted in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

At the same time, there was a handprint in his hand, and the Hunyuan Divine Blood Formation stopped running again, and Mu Hanyan and the others felt light on their bodies again.

Everyone knows that they have no chance to intervene in this kind of duel between the powerhouses. Staying here is not only not helpful, but also a burden. Hearing the words, they rushed out.

"Do you think they can get away?" the Holy Master said contemptuously.

Yun Qianmo, who was beside him, moved and blocked the gate of the cemetery barrier. Several black-clothed men also wearing masks also appeared. Rolling in like waves, Zhuang Ping'an and the others only blocked a sword, and they were shocked to retreat.

Juggernaut! Everyone's expressions changed at the same time. Although they didn't know Yun Qianmo's identity, they were still shocked by his powerful strength. Although the other people are not as good as him, they are also strong in the realm of Sword Saint.

Ye Lanfeng, Mu Hanyan, and Mu Hanfeng took a few steps forward at the same time, and the sword light in their hands swayed, which broke the opponent's sword light and protected Zhuang Ping'an and others.

"Lanfeng, if you want to leave, I will never stop them, but they must stay." Yun Qianmo said.

"You know, I will never leave alone." Ye Lanfeng said calmly.

"Then, let's do it, as long as you can kill me, you can take them away." Yun Qianmo said.

"Is there no other choice?" Ye Lanfeng asked.

Yun Qianmo looked into his eyes and shook his head.

"I understand." Ye Lanfeng's eyes showed a little melancholy, but it was quickly swept away, and he became resolute again.

With a clear whistle, Ye Lanfeng's Thousand Broken Sword stabbed towards Yun Qianmo.

Yun Qianmo twisted his body slightly, and the long swords attacked.

The same exquisite and unparalleled, the same vast and unparalleled, the two swords are exactly the same, and even the sword intent is surprisingly similar.

The sword lights meet, the wind and clouds are thundering, the two are shocked, and each takes a few steps back.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

The two shouted in unison.

Everyone can see the cold and murderous intent in the two swordsmen. There is no doubt that neither of them kept their hands at all. No matter who made the slightest mistake, they would be killed by the opponent's sword. In this murderous intention, there is an inexplicable warmth, just like a competition between friends.

That's right, they used to be best friends, even close as brothers, but at this moment, for the belief they pursued throughout their lives and the woman they love, they must fight for life and death!

In the blink of an eye, the two fought fiercely again.

Naturally, Mu Hanyan and the others would not stand by and watch the excitement, but also attacked the other men in black.

After all, the strength of those black-clothed men is still much worse than Ye Lanfeng's, and Mu Hanfeng is also a master of the sword saint realm, so his strength may not be weaker than them. The help of people's magical tools is also enough to fight head-on with the masters of the holy order. Zhuang Ping'an and others are a little worse, but they are better than the crowd. For a while, the swords and beams are intertwined, and the two sides are evenly matched.

Tantai Changqing, Shao Chengxiong, and Wei Xiaotian had long been disheartened. They didn't want to be the enemy of Master, nor Mu Hanyan and others, so no one made a move and stood quietly at a distance. place.

The bitter battle between the two sides was locked in a stalemate. Ye Lanfeng and Yun Qianmo were inexorable. Mu Hanyan and the others and the few black-clothed Juggernauts were also indistinguishable.

Everyone knew that the only thing that could decide their fate was the battle between the Holy Master and Lu Guantian.

In mid-air, the Holy Master and Lu Guantian also fought. I saw two quaint long swords draw a thousand zhang cold light, as if to split the world and cut the void, that majestic figure is even more majestic than the previous twelve heavenly shadows.

The two of them were like the wind, so fast that even Mu Hanyan's powerful consciousness could not catch them, let alone the others, they could only see two silhouettes passing through the sky like floating clouds, and from time to time bursts of thunder light like sky-shattering thunder. Ordinary Jianmang, but it is impossible to tell who is who.