Chapter 1535 Identity of the Masked Man

"boom!!"

The two sides stood together instantly.

The Zhenwu Sword Sect relied on the advantage of its large number of people to form a unique sword formation in two or three, and used its own strength to let the people in Zilong Villa fight evenly.

Although some disciples of Zhenwu Sword Sect are at a disadvantage, it is impossible for the people of Zilong Villa to win them in a short time.

Yang Shen crossed his arms and watched everything in front of him with great interest.

Those who took action against him were reduced to ashes the moment they took action.

Over time, everyone knew that this person was not easy to mess with, so they avoided him intentionally or unintentionally.

Soldiers against soldiers, against generals, the fight was endless at this moment.

As the leader of the Zhenwu Sword Sect, Murong Mingshan was naturally not immune.

A man wearing a mask and a black cloak who possessed the human-god realm came to Murong Mingshan.

"I have long heard that Murong Sect Master has unparalleled swordsmanship. Let me come and learn from you today!"

The masked man made a dry and hoarse voice.

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his withered and wrinkled hand and pointed it toward Murong Mingshan.

A majestic power spurted out from his fingers and turned into sharp claws to attack Murong Mingshan.

Murong Mingshan didn't panic, raised his feet and took a gentle step forward.

A majestic sword intent spurted out from his body, striking at the sharp claws transformed from spiritual power that came to attack.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the space vibrated, and small space cracks formed around it.

"boom!"

The sword energy hit the sharp claw hard, making a loud roar.

The explosion tore apart a space instantly, and terrifying space cracks appeared in the center of the explosion.

For a time, those Zhenwu Sword Sect disciples who were still fighting and the people in Zilong Villa were affected by the terrifying aura of the explosion.

Some unlucky people were injured and flew out in the terrifying explosion.

Some even turned into dust in the universe.

Everyone quickly flew out.

The fighting between the two sides also temporarily stopped, and they stopped to watch the battle between the masked man and Murong Mingshan.

Seeing that his attack was easily blocked, the masked man snorted and took a step forward.

With the clenched fist in his hand, streaks of golden light emerged above his fist.

A terrifying aura emanated from his fist.

At this moment, the entire void seemed to be oppressed by the pressure of his fist and became much heavier.

Murong Mingshan looked at the other party quietly, without any fluctuation on his face.

Murong Mingshan raised his right hand, and a giant sword that was ten feet high and exuded terrifying sword intent appeared above him.

The moment the giant sword appeared, the entire void seemed to tremble.

A terrifying sword intent that could destroy the world burst out from the giant sword.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the masked man, he raised his palm and slapped Murong Mingshan heavily.

The aura of this palm was dozens of times stronger than before.

In that palm, sword rays condensed.

These sword lights exuded bright silver light, and the sword lights combined into a huge silver hand, which was photographed towards Murong Mingshan.

Wherever the palm passes, the space vibrates, the void twists, and countless cracks appear.

The terrifying power caused those collapsed spaces to spread in all directions.

The space could not bear the power of his palm and burst.

Other warriors in the human-god realm quickly took action to repair the space cracks that affected them.

Otherwise, this single move can wipe out all the people under the super god here.

When the palm came ten feet away from Murong Mingshan, a golden light flashed in Murong Mingshan's eyes.

The giant sword above him suddenly slashed towards the palm.

"Tsk!"

The giant sword slashed down, creating dark cracks in the space.

Finally, the giant sword struck the giant palm exuding sword energy.

"boom!!"

The two terrifying forces collided and formed a loud noise.

The two forces swept away in all directions.

At this moment, the entire void was completely shattered.

Fortunately, there are still more than a dozen people in the human-god realm on both sides repairing the collapsed space, and the battle here has not yet affected their disciples.

The disciples of the Zhenwu Sword Sect and the Zilong Villa looked at this devastating scene with horror on their faces.

Is this the power of a warrior in the human-god realm?

After the explosion, the space was repaired, and the two instigators were not affected at all.

Both of them straightened their backs, put their hands behind their backs, and looked at each other with complicated expressions.

"Sect Master Murong is indeed powerful."

The masked man looked at Murong Mingshan and said with admiration.

When Murong Mingshan looked at the masked man, he felt a little familiar.

In the Zhenwu Sword Sect camp, the three supreme elders in the human-god realm.

After seeing the masked man take action, he also felt that the masked man looked familiar.

However, I couldn’t remember who it was for the moment.

"Now that the warm-up is over, our battle has just begun!"

After the masked man finished speaking, his voice disappeared.

Murong Mingshan also understood that the two attacks just now were only tentative.

Now begins the real battle.

The next moment, the figures of both sides were fighting together.

Wherever the two sides fought, the space was completely shattered.

Yang Shen looked at the fight between the two and shook his head.

In Yang Shen's opinion, the fight between the two was simply flashy.

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Both of them exuded that surging spiritual power, and every ray of spiritual power they emitted could tear apart the space.

However, these spiritual powers will not be of any help in the battle.

Apart from wasting it, it has no real use.

Although the spiritual power in the realm of humans and gods can be described as endless, it is shameful to waste it like this.

Wouldn't it be nice to use this wasted spiritual power at every attack point?

The two of them fought for a full quarter of an hour. The space was repaired while constantly collapsing, and then continued to collapse after being repaired.

At this time, the masked man made an intentional or unintentional move during the battle, which made Murong Mingshan freeze on the spot.

"It's you!"

Murong Mingshan finally remembered who the man wearing the mask was.

His eyes revealed disbelief and a hint of relief.

"Haha. You actually recognized me. It's a pity that you knew it too late."

The masked man sneered, and as he finished speaking, a huge palm print hit Murong Mingshan hard on the chest.

"puff!!"

Murong Mingshan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards like a cannonball.

"metropolitan!!"

The disciples and elders of Zhenwu Sword Sect were shocked.

"Grandpa!!" Murong Qiuxue's eyes were about to burst.

This palm was 90% of the masked man's strength. Murong Mingshan was seriously injured after receiving this palm.