Chapter 627: Ten Thousand Battles Will Not Fall, I Will Not Regret Nine Deaths!
Dragon Fission!
Seeing the brilliance of Qin Mu's body falling, the bright light appeared, and the breath of life was instantly pushed to the peak, coupled with the continuous aura, Qin Mu's pupils turned from blue to green at this moment, like a diamond rock, eternal and immortal.
This magical power can push the breath to an unimaginable peak.
Compared to those forbidden techniques that took away Shou Yuan and forcibly improved his cultivation, this dragon fission was almost like a miracle, and it was fundamentally different from cloud and mud.
"What is this?"
"Magical powers?!"
Countless people watched Qin Mu's aura return from decay to its peak, and they were stunned, unable to understand the subtlety.
Even if there is aura, it is at most to repair the body, and it is impossible to raise the breath, and the more you fight, the more you lose.
But now this light was directly like coming back to life, almost pushing Qin Mu's aura to the half-step divine realm, which only a divine power can do.
"Since you want to die a few more times, then I will satisfy you!"
An Qilin laughed fiercely, and as soon as he pulled his five fingers towards the sky, countless blood colors smeared on his body, surging on his body like a streamer, with the aura of curse and silence, he rushed out and shot at Qin Mu in one step!
Qin Mu's green eyes lifted, and he stepped up from the ruins again, his body turned into a light shuttle, breaking the sound barrier in an instant, and his body that was already like green jade glass under the light greeted An Qilin!
"Boom!!"
An Qilin's speed had also broken through the speed of sound, and even his physical strength was comparable to Qin Mu's, and the two of them were pouring out the power of a flood like a cannonball.
Every punch and every move made an explosion in the air, and the surrounding buildings were simply shattered and shattered, no matter what it was, as long as it touched the two of them within a kilometer, it would be instantly turned into powder.
The onlookers retreated again and again, not daring to get close for half a minute, and if they were half a step late, they would die tragically on the spot.
The fight between the two was as fast as thunder, and An Qilin controlled the incomparably sharp blood, and every drop of blood he carried around him carried a simple curse aura, and he would die of exhaustion immediately when he touched it.
However, Qin Mu's aura was like a natural enemy, and the surging breath of life like sea water was completely unaffected by the curse.
This also made An Qilin frown, and he only felt that it was extremely tricky.
Qin Mu swallowed a breath, as if he was above the space, his speed rose in vain, and he turned into a palm with a punch!
Tilt the sky!
This move came too quickly, An Qilin couldn't even react, so he could only take a step back, but a wide wound was still cut on his chest!
"Presumptuous!
A trace of anger finally appeared on An Qilin's ugly face, and the blood on his body skyrocketed in vain, and the flying blood instantly repaired his wounds.
Anshen Dan has Xiao Huaishan behind the promotion, even if Qin Mu beheaded one person in public and gave a warning, but now Xiao Huaishan is powerful, and he still can't suppress the spread of Anshen Dan secretly, and now I am afraid that tens of thousands of people have taken Anshen Dan.
With these people, An Qilin will be in the realm of immortality forever!
An Qilin just punched out, and his power was almost above the destruction of mountains and seas, and there was no way to dodge, slamming on Qin Mu's body, blasting Qin Mu's chest through!
However, this wound fell on Qin Mu's body, and it also took less than half a breath to heal as before.
Mobilize aura, this is the ability of the Qingxuan Seven-Leaf Flower, the three-thousand-year-old Jedi thing is almost the master of plant creatures, and the aura that disappeared hundreds of years ago, the Qingxuan Seven-Leaf Flower can naturally be revived.
"Your talent has reached the end, no matter how you get the big opportunity, it is just a stop, and I have a brilliant road ahead, reaching the peak!"
The more An Qilin looked at the floating aura that had gathered on Qin Mu's body, the more he felt hot and uneasy in his heart.
It took him a lot of effort to lay out Xiao Huaishan and expand the Anshen Pill, and without the hard work of the Extreme Yin Furnace Ding's body, he could ensure his entry into the divine realm with countless qi and blood.
And what did this scumbag do, and how could he dig out the aura that had been left for hundreds of years?
"Here comes the knife!"
An Qilin stretched out his hand, and the blood color in all directions flew quickly, converging on An Qilin's hand, and fused into a blood-bladed long knife with ancient patterns and an old atmosphere!
This knife cut across the sky, with a strong slaughtering intent, emptying the air, and the moment it fell, it almost split Qin Mu in two from his shoulders to his waist!
"Get down on your knees and spare you from dying. An Qilin's voice was as light as a feather, but it fell into everyone's ears, and people couldn't help but bow their heads and didn't dare to look up.
And Qin Mu mobilized his aura and repaired his physical body with difficulty.
This blood-bladed long knife with slaughter intent was too terrifying, as if it had slaughtered hundreds of millions of living beings, with endless curses, even with surging aura, it was extremely difficult to repair.
"Come again!"
Qin Mu gasped, and the knife wound on his body hadn't even recovered.
"Forget it. Someone sighed.
The magic power is sacrificed, proving that the hole cards have been used up, and finally being able to fight so far, it is enough to go down in history.
Even if you hold on, how many more minutes can you hold on? But in vain.
The unicorn has never revealed many hole cards, and with just one sword, it will almost kill you, and the aura will not recover.
"That's it, just give up. ”
"It's better to escape, surviving is the most important thing, it's better than dying on the spot. Others shook their heads and sighed.
Surviving is more important than anything else.
Qin Mu had also said this to others, even far more than once or twice, and he knew it better than anyone after a long time on the battlefield.
But after ten years of fighting on the battlefield, who has ever seen him, and after he cowered in the formation, who has ever seen him face the threat of death, and retreat even half a step?
"Your vein is really a cheap bone, An Ruoying's cheap bitch is like this, and so is your cheap seed!
An Qilin didn't bother to talk nonsense with this cheap species, and now he was reborn, and some of them dug up the secret of the aura from Qin Mu's bones.
He drew his knife angrily, and suddenly wrapped up the breath of slaughter and death, as if a demon had cracked its blue-faced fangs and suddenly slashed towards Qin Mu!
This knife is enough to split the mountains!
And Qin Mu actually stood in place, did not dodge or resist, but lowered his eyes, as if waiting for death.
But when he opened his eyes again, it was as if he had stepped into a long river of three thousand years, vast and indifferent, and as soon as he stretched out his hand like holding autumn water, he gently pulled out a green leaf.
The moment this leaf appeared, the blood-colored canopy suddenly froze, as if sensing some extremely terrifying existence.
In an instant, everyone's eyes widened, as if they had seen a superb view of the world, and their breathing was subconsciously frozen.
"Whew. ”
The breeze blows, and the green leaves rise.
Qin Mu's temperament is awe-inspiring, no matter how much he is not inferior to An Qilin's divine realm breath, two fingers and one leaf, as if holding the heavenly sword, the sword aura is as brilliant as this!
Seven Martial Styles, Fourth Style!
"Broken Heaven!"
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Ten thousand battles will not fall, I will not regret nine deaths!!