Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Yes!"

Wen Shan nodded and should drink.

His figure flew into the sky, his eyes swept towards Mo Qingcheng indifferently, with cold killing thoughts.

At this moment, he didn't show any pity for Mo Qingcheng's alluring appearance.

He didn't have the slightest fear that she was the daughter of the Mo family.

On the stage of life and death, there is only life and death.

And it was Mo Qingcheng himself who wanted to set foot on the stage of life and death as a disciple of the Black and White Academy.

No one can say anything about killing her.

The same goes for the Mo family.

"Xuanwu battle formation, protect me from moving forward!" Wen Shan's figure fell on top of the Xuanwu beast, his eyes became increasingly cold.

Without Mo Qingcheng's Qin Yin offensive, the Xuanwu battle formation was the most tyrannical existence on this stage of life and death.

Even if Luo Wushu has a dual life soul, it will not help.

"Yes!"

In the Xuanwu battle, everyone responded in unison, billowing like thunder.

The giant basalt beast stepped out of the sky, causing the space to violently shake, and loud rumbling noises continued to spread.

Mo Qingcheng's expression remained unchanged, his beautiful eyes scanned Wenshan, and then he lowered his head to touch the piano.

The sound of the piano was still the same, but Fengming's voice became louder and louder, and a terrible flame huffed in its mouth, trying to burn everything out.

"Ning Xuanwu Halberd!"

Wen Shan let out a cold voice again.

Under the feet, in front of the Xuanwu Giant Beast, the aura became more and more violent, seemingly out of control.

"boom!"

On the front feet of the basalt beast, a long halberd appeared, piercing the void and piercing the phoenix, the **** bird.

"Wings, cut!"

Mo Qingcheng uttered a cold voice, and the light of life and soul on his body became more dazzling, sacred and dazzling.

At this moment, she is like a saint who is coming to the world in nine days, radiant and radiant.

"Huh!"

When the voice fell, the phoenix sacred bird made a long cry, and the sharp wings cut the space at this moment, culling out.

"clang!"

There was a crisp sound, like a crow of gold and iron, that was the collision of wings and halberds.

"Boom!"

At this moment, many people's hearts trembled violently, and their eyes shook.

Compared to Luo Wushu and others, Mo Qingcheng was undoubtedly even more dazzling at this moment.

With one person's power, it can match the battle formation formed by many true disciples of the Tianwei Academy.

"laugh!"

In the next instant, the bright wings seemed sharper than the sharp sword. Under the terrible cutting power, the halberd of the Xuanwu was directly divided into two, and then turned into spiritual energy and the light and shadow dispersed.

NS!

At this moment, Wen Shan's figure jumped up and flew past the phoenix, the sacred bird, and slew towards Mo Qingcheng.

His clothes were dancing wildly, hunting and hunting, the breath on his body was violent and cold, and his whole body was full of cold killing intent.

"Sword name, shake it!"

Wen Shan slammed out with a sword. At this moment, the sword is as its name, as electricity as light, and the speed is fast to the extreme.

"I come!"

Mo Fan seemed to have already expected it, stepping out, in front of Mo Qingcheng, the broad figure seemed to resist everything at this time.

"boom!"

The violent spiritual energy bloomed from his body, after taking Extreme You Dan, he could not restrain the urge to shoot.

Especially seeing everyone joining the battle one after another, but he was guarding beside Mo Qingcheng, and it became even more tiring.

"Life Nine Swords, a thought will punish you!"

Without any hesitation, he cut out with a single sword, and the speed was also fast to the extreme.

"clang!"

Everyone didn't even see when the two made their hands, and there was a sound of golden and iron ringing.

"roll!"

Wen Shan let out a low drink, and the arrogant power on the lightsaber poured out. Suddenly, Mo Fan's figure retreated at this moment.

Despite taking Extreme You Dan, Mo Fan's strength has been greatly improved.

But, in itself, after all, it was just the initial cultivation base of the Royal Sky Realm.

But Wenshan is the pinnacle of the Royal Sky Realm.

With a snort, Mo Fan spit out blood, but in the next instant, his figure came out again.

He couldn't retreat, otherwise, Mo Qingcheng's piano sound offensive would be affected.

"I can't help myself!"

Wenshankou uttered a cold voice, and the sword of shaking light was cut out one after another. At this moment, a sword shadow appeared in the sky, covering Mo Fan.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" Mo Fan yelled, and a terrible aura appeared on his body.

Pretentious and overbearing.

The sword screamed loudly, his figure seemed to blend into the sword light at this moment.

The wind whizzed past, his figure, moving with the wind, turned into a flexible fat man.

"The wind will stop!"

At this moment, his sword became weird and ethereal, and it suddenly flashed on the side of Wenshan, cutting down extremely sharply.

"roll!"

Wen Shan shouted angrily, his sword, as if it had been anticipated, turned into a sword curtain and collided with it.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Wen Shan's figure remained motionless, but Mo Fan was shaken back again.

The gap between the two sides seemed a bit huge at this time.

However, the next moment, Mo Fan's figure came out again, causing many people's eyes to stagnate.

Isn't he afraid of death?

The banging sound came out one after another, and Mo Fan's two hundred jin body was shocked again.

There was a muffled sound, his figure trembled slightly, and blood was vomiting out of his mouth again.

Not waiting for many people to tremble, they saw him again with a sword to kill, like a desperate Xiaoqiang.

His sword is becoming stronger, and the momentum is also becoming stronger, as if it is gathering the power of the world.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, and the void trembles. His figure was shaken back again, but he didn't notice it, and continued to shoot out with his sword.

The sword continued to clank, and the momentum became more overbearing!

Suddenly, Mo Fan's eyes seemed to turn into sword eyes, extremely sharp.

Another sword slashed out, and his whole body seemed to be swamped by that monstrous force, which was suffocating.

Suddenly, he let out a domineering voice, "One sword is the only one!"

Yes, at this moment, he clearly realized...

He suddenly understood that kind of domineering aura of Luo Wushu's original use of a sword.

In fact, one sword dominance is not only a realm of swordsmanship, but also an application of ‘power’.

Wen Shan's pupils suddenly shrank, and an undisguised shock was revealed on his face.

At this moment, he felt a huge threat from Mo Fan's sword.

"Shaking the Light Sword Technique!"

On his body, the aura became more and more bitter, and the lightsaber in his hand swallowed sharp rays of light, turning offense to defense.

He could not even be distracted to pay attention to Mo Qingcheng.

Under the stage of life and death, countless eyes were shaking.

Luo Wushu, Yaoyue, Mo Fan, Mo Qingcheng...every one of them shined with unparalleled light at this moment.

This group, what kind of guys are all such evildoers?

In contrast, Qin He, who seemed to be in the Zifu realm, was the least noticeable.

"These guys!"

Looking at this scene, the ‘rogue dean’ had a feeling of tears in his eyes.

Young, so good!

For a long time, he didn't feel that his heartbeat would be so fast.

He even thought that he had already become indifferent to everything.

It turned out that it was just because there was nothing worth his excitement.

And now there is...

At this moment, he not only saw the hope of victory in the battle of life and death.

He even saw the hope of the rise of the Black and White Academy.

The words when meeting Luo Wushu for the first time suddenly echoed in his ears.

Originally, words that were supposed to be unrealistic, at this moment, they are not out of reach.

The five people who played as disciples of the Black and White Academy seemed to have high hopes for everyone.

In contrast, Lan Lan Lei's face at this moment is more and more ugly.

Not only him, but Zhang Tianmo and many other old guys from the Celestial Academy, their faces are also ugly.

When victory becomes habitual, failure often becomes unusually unacceptable.

"boom!"

There was another violent loud noise, the one-sword dominance and the light-shaking sword shook hard, and the violent power seemed to be suffocating...

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