Son-in-law Dan Zun

The blood stains the surface of the red sea, and the smell of blood permeates, and it spreads into the nose of everyone, stimulating the nerves.

The powerful forces all fell into silence and were enveloped by a repressed atmosphere.

They don’t understand how to change the mortal situation...

Luo Wushu looked down at the blood-stained sea, and his heart was quite complicated.

No one likes killing, and although he has no good impressions of the forces, he has never thought of killing them all.

It is a pity that the various forces never thought of letting them go from beginning to end.

The unending situation between the two sides had already been forged as early as the Jiuyuan Continent.

Fortunately, after today, all this is finally settled.

Luo Wushu's speed at plucking the strings became faster, and under the blessing of each note, the speed of Demon Yue's killing became faster and faster.

Wherever he went, there was a **** storm.

"stop!"

"Stop!"

There were voices of horror and horror from all forces.

However, apart from making this battlefield a bit more tragic, nothing can be changed.

Yao Yue, it is impossible to stop his killing pace.

A little beast, every bit, threatened at every turn to make the brothers uncomfortable to die, and there is no place to bury them.

Then, it depends on who has the hard fist and can have the last laugh.

After Yaoyue killed all the powerhouses in the Promise Tower, the figure continued to kill the strong windfrost fort on the side.

For it, these people are no different.

The terrifying spear light was enlarged in the pupils of the strong wind and frost castle, and there was a terrible storm sweeping out of the battle formation, with terrible fluctuations.

"boom!"

In the storm, an astonishing wave of destruction swept away, swallowing the figure of Demon Yue directly.

But soon, a hole was pierced by the spear.

The figure of Yaoyue smashed out of the storm and entered the battle formation formed by the strong wind and frost fort.

But within a short time, the battlefield was broken open, turning the people of Wind Frost Castle into a frightened bird.

"Do not……"

"stop!"

"Stop!"

The sound of horror came from the battlefield one after another, and the people of Wind Frost Castle had no intention to fight.

The blood was constantly flying, and the demon Yue's slaughter figure was completely unaffected by these sounds.

Even the Lord of Wind and Frost Castle, at this moment, turned his face into ashes.

Despair and hatred filled his eyes, making his eyes red.

But he appeared helpless, he couldn't change anything.

He can only watch and do a scene feebly, nothing can be changed, even his own ending cannot be changed.

"escape!"

"Quickly run away!"

At this moment, a group of figures became completely devoid of fighting intentions, giving birth to a retreat.

Fortunately, their positions were already scattered, making Yaoyue unable to kill them at the same time.

This creates the possibility of escape for them.

"Mo Fan!" Luo Wushu glanced at the people of the various forces and looked at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan suddenly understood, and sternly shouted, "Everyone must die!"

A surge of Lingtian sword intent swept across his body, croaking loudly, radiating in all directions.

"Zheng!"

Luo Wushu's piano sound was changing, although it was equally high-pitched, it became sharp and sharp.

The sound of the piano is like a sword!

With the sound of the piano in his ears, Mo Fan only felt that he had entered a world of kendo.

Here, he can control more swords and display the power of kendo to an unprecedented level.

"Is this the law of kendo that Brother Luo understood?"

Mo Fan was shocked, and it was obvious that Luo Wushu would later understand the power of the law of kendo.

Moreover, the focus of practice is not in kendo.

However, the realm of Kendo has already surpassed him.

Although he also understood that Luo Wushu was a pervert, nothing compared to him.

However, it is still shocking.

People are more angry than people!

He considered himself a proud man of heaven, but compared with Luo Wushu, he counted nothing.

Swordsmanship is more like cultivating at will, as far as Luo Wushu is concerned.

It is not one of the many abilities he is good at, which is not very commendable.

However, we must beat him.

Of course, Mo Fan naturally wouldn't be really angry, but couldn't help feeling it in his heart.

He was still anxious that Luo Wushu was more perverted and more enchanting.

After all, that is his brother!

Brothers and evildoers are powerful, and he and Yourongyan are proud of him.

Mo Fan raised the palm of his hand, and in an instant, the sword aura screamed crazily between the heavens and the earth, condensing it all over his body, turning it into a sharp sword.

The sword screamed loudly, and a terrible wave radiated, making people instinctively feel a sense of extreme danger.

The fleeing figures of the powerful forces couldn't help but tremble, only feeling like a light on their backs.

Their figures had to stop, turning their heads and looking back.

"laugh!"

At the moment when they turned their heads, there was a loud sword howling.

That is the sound of thousands of swords whistling at the same time.

Mo Fan's palm was facing forward, and in an instant, thousands of swords whizzed out.

At this moment, the sea area a hundred miles around him seemed to be transformed into a world of swords, enveloped by thousands of swords.

Everyone was horrified, and their faces looked extremely ugly. Is this to leave them all at the same time, and none of them will run away?

"Resist Jian Yu first!"

"His sword is not that strong, and if so many swords are cut at the same time, it will definitely become a little weaker. It is not difficult to resist."

There was a voice, and suddenly, everyone's hands were all gathered together with offensive forces.

The sword came, and there were shocking sounds of collision, seeming to break the space.

Soon, amidst the shocking collision and fluctuations, there was a scream, accompanied by it.

The blood spattered, and the figure weakly fell into the sea below.

The lord of the forces shook, how could Mo Fan's sword become much stronger than before?

Could it be because of the sound of the piano?

Their gazes looked at the white figure who was quietly playing the piano, and the look of horror in their eyes became more and more intense.

What kind of pervert is this guy?

Remorse in the bottom of their hearts came out unconsciously, and they regretted a bit, why did they chase them down today.

"boom!"

During the trembling of the void, the demon moon's spear and one, like a silver dragon turned into a void, descended in front of Guan Xiong.

He was hit hard by Mo Fan, and he belonged to the end of the battle.

"Do not……"

A desperate voice came from Guan Xiong's mouth.

His is, the Lord of Guanyunxuan, high above, how can he die here?

"Puff!"

The spear remained the same, not hyperactive, directly piercing Guanxiong's body, swept through with devastating power, directly tore his body apart, and fell into the sea below.

At this point, the Lord of Guanyunxuan has fallen!

But at this moment, the surviving people have no thoughts to shake again, or what to do.

Because of them, it is hard to protect themselves.

They don't even understand what kind of perverted group of people want to kill.

Obviously, if you can't see the cultivation base, it's not outstanding, and there is even a big gap with them.

However, it is strong.