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"Fenger, give up your sword!"

After Mu Xiong said this to Mu Feng, a strange blue light burst suddenly appeared all over his body.

At the same time, the magnificent sword ancestor sculpture located on Jingjianfeng Square below also shined brightly.

"this is?"

Chuchen's eyelids outside the war situation were lifted, the pupils were trembling, and he subconsciously held the hand of Luo Mengshang next to him.

"Back!"

Luo Mengshang somehow, but the expression of seeing Chu marks jealousy also knew that most of what would happen next was right and wrong.

...

"Governor, no!"

"Master, absolutely nothing."

...

Many high-level elders in the Tongtian Sword Pavilion all changed dramatically, and there was a deep sadness and anger in everyone's eyes.

"Boom!"

Thunder thunders, and howling rage.

The wanton dark clouds stirred in the sky above Jiuxiao, and the earth and the sky became dark in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the space trembled fiercely, and a strong dark blue beam of light rose through the sky above the sword ancestor sculpture and rushed directly for nine days.

The magnificent beam of light went straight into the vast clouds.

Immediately, with the beam of light as the center, a heavy dark cloud turned, forming a whirlpool nebula covering the sky. The mighty whirlpool of the nebula looks like a huge millstone hanging over everyone's head ...

Between the heavens and the earth, there is a violent and intense aura.

The breath of death that filled the heart was permeating.

"Don't you want" The Great Floating Slaughter "? This is ..."

Mu Xiong was standing proudly in the middle of the pagoda. He was soaring into the sky. Although his power became stronger and stronger, his vitality was gradually weakening.

...

Lian Ye, Xuefei Palace, and Helian Zhong looked at each other, all reading the shock in their eyes.

Lian Ye shouted in a cold voice, "Hum, you are a good man. You actually burned" The Element of Life "and forcibly exhibited" The Great Floating Slaughter ". It seems that you want to die out.

Extinct?

At the hearing of these four words, everyone who saw this scene shivered.

Mu Xiong looked at the men with pride.

"How could the ancestors' millennial foundation be ruined in my hands ... Today, my Muxiong used the soul sacrificial sword, the body to transform the devil, and the stubble to wait for the Tongtian Sword Pavilion ..."

"Boom!"

The voice fell, and thousands of dark blue light beams descended from the sky, and all merged into the quaint giant tower behind Mu Xiongcai. The giant tower was full of halo rays, and stood like a **** standing under the sky.

The ancient tower uttered a "buzzing ..." trembling sound, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth followed the turbulence.

Immediately, Mu Xiongcai held the sword in both hands, with the blade facing downwards, and the dazzling light-skinned floating slaughtering sword quickly pierced downward, as if pierced into the ground, and pierced in the air.

...

With a loud bang, the space hit by the magic sword twisted sharply.

Then it was just like the stars exploded. The lingering aftermath of air waves centered on Mu Xiongcai and turned into a blue halo sweeping in all directions.

The solid light pattern is like the infinitely spreading water surface waves. Everywhere the sky is twisted, the dust disappears.

The three who were closest to Mu Xiongcai, Xuefei Palace and Helian Zhong suddenly changed their faces, and quickly mobilized strong Zhenyuan to resist.

"Bang bang ..."

A series of three heavy bangs, with a terrible impact, can be compared to the impact of a mountain. The scattered light patterns are splashing like light rain and the waves are rising.

"Damn!"

The nun who took the lead in stabilizing her figure was gloomy, and a ray of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

However, He Lianzhong and Xuefei Palace were both covering their chests, and their blood was flowing up, and blood was pouring out of their mouths.

...

However, Mu Xiong's repulsion did not please anyone in Tongtian Sword Pavilion.

Instead, the sadness that appeared on their faces grew thicker.

"Dang!"

The thundering storm was more and more appalling, and the turbulent waves seemed to be a precursor to the extinction of the gods.

Mu Xiong had long hair flying, swaying his shirt, free and arrogant, not domineering like a monarch ...

"I'm Xiongcai today to sword sword, not less than the sword Pavilion!"

"Huh, extremely stupid." Lian Ye chuckled coldly, "You have reached the end of the crossbow, this Tongtian Sword Pavilion can't keep it."

Having said that, Lian Ye waved his arms and gave orders again.

"Shuluozong everyone obeyed, slaughtered them, and washed the blood through Tianjian Pavilion!"

"Yes, lord!"

After receiving the order, everyone in Shuluo Zong launched a crazy counterattack against the people in Tongtian Sword Pavilion, and the murderous spirit rose like a wolf.

...

But at this moment, Mu Xiongcai raised his sword with his arms, the Tutu Magic Sword bloomed with brilliance, and the ancient giant tower behind it suddenly rose to the sky. With the potential of hitting the sky, the tip of the tower hit the vortex severely above. Above the clouds.

"boom!"

The next moment, the mighty vortex cloud was directly hit by a huge gap.

It's like the sky was broken.

Countless blue radiances poured down, enveloping Jingjian Peak below ... At the same time, the sword ancestor sculpture burst out with a blue light surging like clouds and mists. Center, spreading towards the other peaks of Tongtian Sword Pavilion ...

What is even more alarming is that when these blue rays touched Shulu Zong, Yumen, Yilingzong, etc., all of them burst into a mist of blood.

The people at Tongtian Sword Pavilion were unscathed.

what?

Everyone was astonished.

"Just because the three of you are delusional about destroying the Tongtian Sword Pavilion, it's just a crazy dream ..."

Mu Xiong yelled.

At the same time, Mu Xiongcai's long hair was scattered all over his head. The original silk was full of gray hair. At this moment, white hair was everywhere, and the skin on his face was wrinkled.

Burn the element of life and forcibly cast "The Great Floating Slaughter" ...

Looking at the scene in front of her, Mu Feng was completely stunned, a look of helplessness, and a trembling heart.

Although he had long known that Mu Xiong had made a mistake in the last layer of his practice of "The Great Floating Slaughter," but Mu Feng couldn't think of it, that mistake would have such a great impact on Mu Xiongcai.

So that you have to sacrifice yourself to be able to exert the power of magical decisiveness.

"Do not...."

Feeling Mu Xiongcai's weaker breath of life, Mu Feng shouted uncontrollably.

Mu Feng, who lost her soul, forgot that she was in danger.

The enemies who besieged him around did not stop and waved the weapons in their hands.

...

"Master, be careful!"

Shouted a Jiange disciple who was closer to Mu Feng.

However, the fastest reminder did not prompt Mu Feng to defend in time. Mu Feng, who was completely stunned, focused her attention on the middle-aged figure in the void.

"Hey, I'm leaving now, Master Mu!"

Several men's faces showed vicious smiles.

Suddenly, a icy breath suddenly rose between heaven and earth. Together with the twisted space, a strange purple flame suddenly rose out of the air ...

Strange purple flames quickly climbed on those who attacked Mu Feng.

With a series of screams, those who saw the attack on Mu Feng turned into ashes.

...

What's happening here?

Everyone's pupils opened.

Mu Xiongcai in the void lifted his eyelids and said gratefully, "Brother Chuchen, Fenger will take care of you."

"The juniors know!"

Chu Hen responded loudly, dragging a string of bright optical fibers in the void, and instantly reached Mu Feng's side, reached out with one hand, clasped the opponent's shoulder, and dragged it away.

...

Mu Feng, like a puppet, let Chu marks pull away from the sky above Jing Jianfeng, staring blankly at Mu Xiongcai in front of him. The once glorious and brilliant father, who was aging in front of him quickly, Seeing each other's vitality gradually decline, Mu Feng's heart was mixed ...

However, Mu Xiong smiled, his smile was a bit dry, and he was full of guilt.

"Fenger, abandon the sword! Tongtian Sword Pavilion no longer needs you. The disputes in this world have nothing to do with you. Stay away from here and live the life you want ..."

"Boom!"

The earth-shaking cold and cold air was stacked like a tsunami, Mu Xiongcai's life was sharply reduced again, and the power of the sword ancestor sculpture below was even more amazing.

Mu Xiongcai waved a sword, and a piece of blue sword puppet slashed to the refining puppet in succession with the potential of flattening the eight wastelands, Xuefei Palace ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Helian Zhong ...

"boom!"

The three of them were quitted again, their blood swelled and their faces paled again.

"Old thing ..." Lian Ye cursed fiercely.

Mu Xiong contended with his life, ignored the consequences, and temporarily prevented their actions. But once the element of life burns cleanly, it means that Mu Xiong will destroy the gods.

The entire Tongtian Sword Pavilion was in a mess.

The mighty blue mist is constantly spreading out, but Mu Xiong has come to the end of life, and the mist spreads very slowly.

However, the attacks of Shulu Zong, Phantom Rain Gate, and Other Spirit Zong are still underway.

The number of dead and injured in Tongtian Sword Pavilion is increasing.

On the top of Jingjian Peak, there was a sorrow, and wailing everywhere.

...

Looking at Mu Feng, who was getting farther and farther, Mu Xiongcai's face appeared a smile of relief.

And a certain string in Mu Feng's heart was suddenly touched.

At this moment, he clearly felt the deep love from Mu Xiongcai.

At this moment, Mu Feng suddenly realized.

The man who ignored him for twenty years did not really give up.

Abandon the sword!

Not because of disappointment, but because of protection.

The bond between father and son for twenty years is like an invisible rope firmly binding Mu Feng's heart ... At this moment, Mu Feng suddenly broke away from the control of Chu Scar, and he turned sharply, A slap hit Chu Chen's body.

The powerful thrust made the scars of the unprepared Chu like meteorites fly away.

"go!"

Mu Feng shouted loudly, and then her eyes were filled with a strong determination, her body flickered, as if streamering over the Jingjian Peak, and let the mighty blue light envelop it.

"I Mu Feng, begging ..."

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