Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Just kill it?"

Hearing Luo Wushu's words, the expressions of the powerful people all looked extremely cold.

Now that they have formed a battle formation, like one, how can they kill at will?

"I can't help myself!"

Qin Huai spoke indifferently, with an almost real killing intent in his eyes.

"Boom!"

His footsteps stepped out, and the battle formation centered on him swept out a surge of sword intent, and screamed loudly.

"kill!"

Many strong people in the World Mountain shouted in unison.

In an instant, a terrifying sword light gathered in front of Qin Huai, filled with appalling fluctuations.

"laugh!"

Qin Huai pointed forward, the sword pierced through the air, turned into a rainbow of light, and walked towards Luo Wushu.

"Monster Moon!" Luo Wushu said.

Immediately, his ten-fingered piano, with a piano sound, slowly spread out into Yaoyue's ears.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Yaoyue only felt that she had entered a battlefield.

On the battlefield, the two armies confronted each other, the gongs and drums shook the sky, and the terrible fighting spirit was everywhere, making blood boil.

And he himself seemed to be the commander-in-chief of an army, and thousands of soldiers followed suit.

"Zheng!"

The notes kept coming out, and every note seemed to be his soldier, making his lineup stronger and more powerful.

"war!"

Yaoyue raised her spear high and let out a majestic, stern voice.

At this moment, he is the commander-in-chief.

With an order, thousands of soldiers followed him to kill.

And he was the first to bear the brunt, alone, into the enemy's army.

"clang!"

There was a shocking sound of collision, and for a short while, the terrifying sword light was broken by a shot.

After that, Yaoyue's figure was like a broken bamboo, as if carrying the power of an army, into the battle formation of the world's people.

He wants to take the lead in taking the lead of the enemy generals.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the piano continued to become high-pitched, and the countless notes that came out were like thousands of soldiers, blessing the power of the demon moon.

The void quaked violently, and the spear swept out with terrifying power.

"Wenshijian!" Qin Huai uttered a voice with murderous intent.

In the sword formation, endless sword intent gathered crazily, turned into a terrifying long sword, and screamed loudly.

The sword pierced through the air and collided with the spear. In an instant, sparks sputtered, erupting a terrible sound of gold and iron.

"roll!"

Yao Yue coldly scolded.

Above the long spear, terrifying power swept across, directly shook the long sword back, and directed a shot at Qin Huai.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

"Quickly stop that dog from playing the piano!"

Qin Huai shouted angrily and glanced at the powerful forces around him.

"You lost!" Yaoyue let out a voice, the two armies are fighting, the momentum is especially important.

Qin Huai was obviously already scared.

boom!

With a loud noise, the battle formation was broken, and Qin Huai's voice flew upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Including within the battle formation, the mountain powerhouses who came out one by one, their mouths were stained with blood, and their complexions were slightly pale.

"Kill without mercy!" Yaoyue glanced at the rest of Wenshishan, her stern figure, without staying behind.

"Bang bang bang!" With the sound of shocking collisions, blood spattered wildly.

At this moment, the adventist mountain powerhouse who usually masters the East China Sea is like a chicken and dog in front of Demon Yue, no one can withstand a shot from him.

The sound of the piano remained the same, and it became more and more high-pitched.

At this moment, Yao Yue was still alone, but the pressure it brought to everyone was better than a thousand troops.

The powerful people at this moment also deeply realized the terrible sound of Luo Wushu's piano.

The superposition of the two is definitely not a simple one plus one.

It's the growth of a geometric multiple, an explosion.

It's a long story. Almost everything happens between the electric light and flint.

When Qin Huai's anger fell, the leaders of the forces gave an order: "Kill Luo Wushu first!"

When the voice fell, the void violently oscillated, and a series of astonishing offensives suddenly converged.

A giant flame dragon roared out, sweeping half of the sky, and wanted to burn Luo Wushu directly on the spot.

There was a thunder chain, and it came, trying to seal Luo Wushu in the void and annihilate it to death.

An extreme chill came out, and a terrifying force of ice burst out, trying to freeze Luo Wushu to death.

...

Luo Wushu raised his head slightly, and calmly glanced at the offensive shrouded in all directions.

"Mo Fan!" he yelled faintly.

Mo Fan had already realized it, and even before Luo Wushu had spoken, his figure moved closer to him.

Luo Wushu's piano sound can turn Yao Yue into the sharpest spear, and he is the strongest shield in front of Luo Wushu.

With the same sound of the piano, Yaoyue can be invincible.

"Boom!"

Mo Fan's blood faintly became boiling and burning.

His burly body is constantly rising, wearing golden scale armor, like a real demon.

"Boom boom boom!"

Mo Fan raised his hand and blasted out punch after punch, terrifying fists filled the void.

Suddenly, there were extremely violent collisions and fluctuations, which continued to spread out, which made people hear the news.

A series of offensives were resisted by Mo Fan abruptly, and Mo Fan's figure was also shocked to retreat.

The corners of his mouth, a touch of bright red overflowing, a little embarrassed.

But even so, countless people's eyes still became horrified.

Because Mo Fan's face didn't mean pale, obviously, the injury was not serious.

"How terrible is his defense?"

"Such an offensive, can't really hit him hard?"

The powerful are puzzled.

"kill!"

At this moment, Yaoyue's figure had already entered the ranks of the people of the Promise Tower.

With the blessing of Qin Yin, Yao Yue became more and more courageous, and the power of each shot reached his unprecedented peak.

Under the battle formation, lightning flashed and thunder, a terrible thunderstorm swept towards Yaoyue, drowning it.

Yaoyue raised her hand and stabbed a shot.

The space trembled violently, the thunderstorm was directly pierced through a hole, and the thunder light was annihilated.

The demon moon is like a tiger into the flock, and the spear keeps sweeping and killing, bringing up patches of bright red.

Among them, the weakest person has the pinnacle of the imperial realm.

And most of them are strong in the realm of law.

However, at this moment, under the spear, there seems to be no difference.

With the blessing of Qin Yin, Yaoyue was like a murderous **** who came out of purgatory, and no one could stop it.

Even if they confronted each other, they only appeared to be stubbornly resisting.

"what…"

Along with the screams of the host of the Wuji Lou, the hearts of the masters of all forces trembled violently.

The meaning of fear is hard to contain.

That was a strong person at the same level as them, but just died in front of them.

At this moment, they seemed to see how they would end up.

"what to do?"

A series of shocked, horrified gazes were intertwined across a long distance.

But no one can give them the answer.

Reason tells them that only by preventing Luo Wushu from playing the piano, can the power of Yaoyue be fundamentally weakened.

However, Mo Fan was like a wall, blocked in front of Luo Wushu.

Even if they could wound Mo Fan, the time it took would probably be enough for Demon Yue to kill all the forces.

Dead end!

This is a mortal game!

At this moment, endless despair shrouded the powerful.

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