Ultimate Martial Divine King

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"Well ..."

A circle of fierce strength Yu Wei swayed in the sky, the powerful air waves rushed out, and with the sky's blood flew behind Lian Ye, I saw the magnificent golden sword shadow in the sky. Burst into countless dense pieces.

"Hey, Mu Xiongcai, you don't have to pretend, it's not the way to stay strong ..."

Lian Huan was surrounded by red flowing awns, and looked at Mu Xiongcai with a contemptuous smile.

On the other side of the magic rain gate, Helian Bell, Xingfei Zongfei Palace's eyes were light, and there was a little deep meaning between the eyebrows.

Mu Xiong's eyes stared, and the surging sword shook the world.

"Why ..." a quiet soft groan, saw a strange broad sword suddenly stunned in Mu Xiongcai's palm.

The sword came out like a bright moon shining in the dark night sky. Instantly attracted everyone's attention. This is a holy sword with a shape like a pagoda. It has a narrow upper and a lower wide structure, with nine levels, a height of one person, and a dark blue light.

Mu Xiong was domineering, as if holding a small floating slaughter tower.

...

"Lian Ye, children, here is the floating sword. If you are brave, you can come."

Mu Xiong's talents are extraordinary, he is domineering, holds the magic sword, and points at the front of the refining puppet.

The surging sword sent out quickly merged into the floating slaughtering sword with the wind and the wind entangling the clouds. Alas, the magical blue light blooming in the magic sword made the heavens and the world a little bit sad for it ...

"Huh." Lian Ye sneered, "I'll see how long you can last today?"

Having said that, Lian Ye's body moved, dragging a blurry image that ordinary people could not catch with the naked eye in the void, and raised a mighty palm to shoot at the other side.

Mu Xiong just raised his sword. The magic sword is like a collection of the aurora essence of the sky, especially bright.

"boom……"

The sword palms intersect, the light pattern overflows.

The rich red light and the blue sword-mang exploded in the sky, the space swayed violently, the air waves fold up, and the floating slaughtering sword once again shined brightly, and dozens of vine-like blue lights flew out of the sword body and came Turned into a fierce sword strike towards Lian Ye ...

Lian Pu's pupils shrank, but he raised his arms unhurriedly, pushed out with both palms, and the surging killing rushed all the way down, shouting loudly.

"Shura Palm!"

"boom!"

The fierce force collision is like the tsunami mountains colliding, and the chaotic Zhenyuan Yuwei swept in all directions between heaven and earth.

A solid layer of true element defense shields quietly emerged outside the two of them. Then, Mu Xiong split a sword backhand, and with the sound of the air being torn, a hundred swordsman pierced through Tianyu. Roll up the endless and devastating breath and cut to the refining again ...

"God cut!"

In the face of Mu Xiongcai's shocking sword, Lian Ye did not dare to be too careless.

The thick lethality was crushed, the eyes of the refining woman transmitted the evil blood awns, the pupils shrank sharply into a dot, and the body covered with red awns was strangely twisted.

"Phantom Art!"

"Om ..."

In the next second, Lian Ye ’s body was like a reflection of the water surface, twisted, like a dream, almost at the same time, that sword shadow penetrated the body of Lian Ye directly, as if through The water surface image is the same, runs through the sky, and finally chops on a mountain range several miles away.

"Boom!"

The landslide cracked and the rocks flew across.

The strength of this sword instantly split the towering mountain peak into two halves.

"hiss……"

Many of the crowds above Jingfeng Peak took a breath of breath. It really deserves to be the master of the Tongtian Sword Pavilion. The power of one sword is enough to sway the mountains, especially in the state of holding the 'floating magic sword' It is full of unparalleled doom.

...

"Oh!"

The blood was rising, Lian Ye's body quickly returned to solidity, and his face was covered with a cold and strange smile. The corners of Sen Han's eyes swept across Xuefei Palace and Helian Bell on the other side.

"Hey, you two old foxes want to take advantage of fishing?"

"You've all discovered this? The Lord Lianhua is really getting smarter, huh, huh." Helian Zhong, the magic rain gate keeper, said lightly.

Lian Ye's eyes were slightly cold, and a scarlet snake-like vigor appeared in the scarlet pupil. "Huh, I already said, don't want anyone to grab me today, especially the things that have arrived in my hands."

"Buzz ..."

As soon as the words fell, a thick fierce gas swept through the sky.

The refining power increased sharply, his arms raised, and he saw suddenly two sharp blood blades in his palm. The two blood blades glowed with strange blood, the left blade was like a hook, and the right blade was like a tick. The bone-pointed knife ... is extremely sharp, cutting iron like mud, it looks like it grows out of the hands of the puppet, which is terrible.

"Hey, look at your magic sword that can't stop my 'Sura Bloodblade' ..."

After all, Lian Ye rolled up a thick threat of death and murderous attack on Mu Xiongcai.

The latter tightened the floating slaughtering magic sword in the palm of his hand, the strong sword was gorgeous like rain.

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

The battle scenes of the two great land mysterious powerhouses can be described as extremely shocking, with blood and shadows interspersed and swords flying across the sky. Each fierce collision between the two makes the vault of heaven tremble and disturb. Very fast and fast offensive.

The huge aftermath of the waves has flattened the vegetation of many mountain peaks in the surrounding area and reversed the waterfall. Even the defensive array covering the Jingjian Peak was cracked by the earthquake, and it would be destroyed and bombed at any time.

After watching the war, all the major gate forces have retreated, thinking about the next plans in their hearts.

"It's weird ..." the elder Duan Qingshan murmured to himself.

"What's weird? Big elder?" Yan Hanliu asked on the side.

Duan Qingshan's eyes were light-headed, and he was not sure. "The Mu's swordsmanship looks extremely powerful and fierce, but he can't tell the human race."

Feeling inexplicable?

Everyone looked at each other.

The Chu mark standing next to Luo Mengshang first glanced at Mu Feng next to her, and saw that the latter frowned, a serious and serious look ...

It seemed that the other party had no confidence in Mu Xiong.

Is it?

The corners of Chu Hen's eyes were frozen, and then silently released the power of the demon pupil's body, a pair of dark pupils quietly turned into a strange purple.

The four black dots deep in the pupil chased each other and turned clockwise.

Then, an invisible momentum emerged from Chu Chen's eyes, and the flow of the true power in the two powerful figures in the void appeared in his mind.

"That is?"

Chu Hen's face changed, his hands clenched into fists.

Seeing the strangeness of Chu Hen, Luo Mengshang on the side asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Chu Hen didn't answer, looking back at Mu Feng, looking at the other person's solemn face, Chu Shen's eyes also began to show a lot of deep meaning and anxiety.

"Tongtian Sword Pavilion, I'm afraid it's dangerous ..."

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