Chapter 1715 1716 Have You Ever Heard of Being Struck by Lightning

"Nine Heavens, Xing Luo!" The long-lost energy surged and boiled in his body, and Mu Hanyan slashed out with one sword.

The slightly blue-colored snow-bright sword light swept across the sky, and even the powerful law power around it seemed to be slashed with a single sword.

The ice crystals that danced with the wind suddenly solidified, allowing the mighty sword glow to smash through it.

Seeing this bizarre scene, Kang Qingyuan's expression froze, and there was a momentary blank in his mind. It was not until the sword light was about to cut to his chest that he suddenly came back to his senses, and the long sword was blocked in front of him.

"Choke..." With a clear sound, Kang Qingyuan had already been slashed out with his sword.

"How is it possible, how can you have such strength?" Kang Qingyuan slammed into the rock behind with a bang, got up and spat out a mouthful of blood, saying incredulously.

"Have you ever heard of a sentence, pretending to be struck by lightning, it is someone like you." Mu Hanyan smiled slightly, and slashed out again.

As she imagined, although the cultivation method of the temple is different from that of the Holy Court Continent, the level is the same. Primordial Stone, the strength has been restored to the first rank of sword masters, the gap is huge, one is in the sky and the other is in the ground.

Kang Qingyuan actually dared to show off in front of her, isn't that courting death?

As soon as he came up, he suffered a big loss, and Kang Qingyuan dared to be careless.

"The endless cold winter, grant me the power of ice and snow, the ice..." Kang Qingyuan sang the sword art from the left, and performed his strongest magic.

Unfortunately, before he could finish singing, the terrifying sword glow appeared before him again. Mu Hanyan had previously discovered that the more powerful the priest magic, the more difficult it seemed to perform. It not only required the assistance of sword art, but also required singing, and the speed of performing it was much slower. Although she didn't pay much attention to Kang Qingyuan's strength, she would never give him any chance to turn over.

"Pfft..." Blood spurted out of Kang Qingyuan's mouth, and he flew out with his sword again.

"How can you have such a strong strength, no, no, this is not a priest's magic, this is the swordsmanship of the Holy Court!" Kang Qingyuan spit out blood, but his brain suddenly flashed, pointing at Mu Hanyan and said in shock .

"You're right." Mu Hanyan nodded. When she sent Sikong Qinglan away, she never thought about concealing her identity any more, and it didn't matter if Kang Qingyuan found out, Mu Hanyan wasn't going to let him leave alive anyway.

"It turns out that you are from the Holy Court, no wonder, no wonder." Kang Qingyuan suddenly realized.

He had thought it strange before that since Mu Hanyan was a natural priest of the gods, how could he possibly practice martial arts, but now he realized that her martial arts were just a pretense, and the real power was the swordsmanship of the Holy Court.

"It's good to understand, then you don't have any regrets, you can go on the road." Mu Hanyan slashed out the long sword again. Naturally, she would not be the least bit merciful towards an enemy who could threaten her own life.

"Do you really think that you can kill me with your swordsmanship?" Kang Qingyuan stood up abruptly, and also slashed out with a sword in the face.

Mu Hanyan's sword did not hesitate or pause for a moment. Kang Qingyuan obviously didn't have time to sing and play the sword art. There was no light oozing out of that sword, and he couldn't even feel the fluctuation of the law's power. , no matter how you look at it, it seems like an instinctive counterattack before dying.

However, at the moment when the two swords intersected, Mu Hanyan realized that this sword was not as simple as he thought.

A powerful force surged along the long sword, Mu Hanyan only felt his wrist go numb, and was actually shocked to take a half step back.

This power is by no means the power of priest magic, nor the power of kendo bursting energy, but more like the pure power brought by martial arts.

Could it be that this old fellow has also practiced martial arts, just when Mu Hanyan was secretly surprised, Kang Qingyuan suddenly twisted his arm, and the long sword slashed towards Mu Hanyan in an oblique arc.

The arc of the sword was so subtle and so strange that for a while, Mu Hanyan couldn't find a way to solve it, and was forced to retreat again and again.

No, it's not martial arts, martial arts doesn't have such subtle skills. Is it the Holy Court Kendo? Immediately, Mu Hanyan also denied this guess, this sword stance is too strange, and even violates the human body structure at all, there is no such sword skill in the Holy Court Continent!

Just when Mu Hanyan was hesitating, Kang Qingyuan suddenly let out a long roar, and the long sword slashed wildly.

Although this sword did not have the strength of swordsmanship or the power of the laws of priestly magic, it was majestic, majestic and domineering. With that pure and powerful power, even Mu Hanyan was speechless.

What was even more terrifying was that the sword force was as violent as a gust of wind and rain, and it even sealed Mu Hanyan's front, back, left and right without any leakage.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would believe that such a sword technique came from the hands of a temple priest.

"Xingluo, Eight Desolations!" Mu Hanyan had no choice but to retreat, so he could only grit his teeth and unleash his strongest sword skills!

"Choke!" The two long swords slashed head-on, making a crisp sound and splashing out a piece of sparks.

Mu Hanyan was shocked, her unreserved strongest sword was not able to repel Kang Qingyuan, and the two long swords were stuck together, in a stalemate.

Mu Hanyan was taken aback. At this time, her strength had recovered to almost the fifth rank of a swordsman. With the divine might of the stars, her energy had also exploded to the extreme. With at least ten thousand jins of strength, she was unable to repel Kang Qingyuan. You must know that his sword has no strength, and it has nothing to do with priest magic, but pure power. How strong should this power be.

Mu Hanyan couldn't even understand how, without the protection of energy, and without the body baptized by priest magic, how could it be possible to endure such a huge force.

What surprised her even more was in the back. The two long swords were glued together, as if they were firmly stuck. She couldn't do it even if she wanted to return to the sword and retreat, and the powerful force also followed the long sword. Shocked at her meridians.

This power is so violent, it is full of destruction.

Mu Hanyan only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out, several meridians were ruptured at the same time, and the hand holding the sword was also burst with several wounds, and blood was dripping for a while.

"Being able to travel through the void to the Continent of God, you must have a high status in the Holy Court. What is even more rare is that even in the Continent of God, you still have such aptitude. If you take time, maybe you will become the most peak of the Holy Continent. Powerhouse, even the Divine Master and the Holy Master have to look up to your brilliance. But unfortunately, you met me." Kang Qingyuan said with a grim expression, and there was some inexplicable excitement in his eyes.