If you say, the coercion of other people is just a chilling momentum.

The coercion of the mysterious man in front of him seemed to have condensed into substance.

There were a pair of cold, piercing hands that pouted their hearts and tightened suddenly.

Obviously they didn't launch any attacks, but the four of them suddenly grabbed their throats, opened their mouths wide, and made a terrifying sound.

And the entire land of the ghost market began to hum violently.

On the already dilapidated ceiling, large pieces of rubble fell.

Not to mention the four judges who faced the attack head-on.

Even Ruyan and the others, who were hiding on the side, had a pale face, vomited blood, and wanted to moan and call for help, but they didn't even make the slightest sound.

Even the guests of the ghost city who were driven to the Colosseum began to have difficulty breathing one by one, and the Xuan Qi in their bodies was surging uncontrollably.

It was as if an invisible hand appeared between heaven and earth, firmly grasping the ghost market.

With a little force, it was possible to crush this huge building and the creatures inside.

"Your Majesty, calm down!" The cold night couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed over at the risk of death, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Excellency, don't forget, this is not the Cultivation Immortal Continent, it is the Yanwu Continent, and the slightest release of your coercion may cause this world to collapse." Over here...... This is where Miss Muyan lives. No...... Isn't it just a few scum? Your subordinates will take care of it for you. ”

Hearing this, Di Mingjue looked down at the girl in his arms.

Although he had tried his best not to let the coercion affect Mu Yan, the person in his arms still frowned slightly, and seemed to be sleeping unsteadily.

Di Mingjue's hand holding Mu Yan tightened suddenly, a touch of tenderness and distress flashed in his eyes, and the coercion on his body dissipated without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Cao Wendao escaped death, and he couldn't care about his dignity anymore, so he knelt down in front of Emperor Mingjue with a puff, "We are wrong, we have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, please spare us and spare the ghost city!"

At this moment, Cao Wendao's four people were really remorseful.

The people of the ghost city are used to being domineering, and they would think that just forcing a mere Xuan Yao Master to stay would provoke such two evil stars.

Jun Muyan, a girl who was only eighteen or nineteen years old, was alone, but she turned their ghost market upside down.

I thought that Jun Muyan was terrible enough, but the man who appeared in front of him was terrifying, he was simply a Shura ghost!

In the face of this person, they only have instinctive fear, where is the slightest ability to resist.

Di Mingjue slowly raised his head and looked at them, a cold smile appeared on his cold face.

The slender fingers come together, from top to bottom, and glide gently.

With a bang, Cao Wendao suddenly covered his throat and stared at him in horror.

He opened his mouth to beg for mercy, to scream, but blood poured out of his lips and teeth, between his fingers, before the sound.

There were four muffled sounds, and the four judges fell straight down, reduced to bloody corpses.

The cold night on the side sneered, and said secretly in his heart: After hurting Miss Muyan, you still want to get out of the way? Isn't it a daydream?

At this time, Di Mingjue's gaze had already looked at the surrounding ghosts.

Everyone here has a share of hurting Mu Yan.

He won't let any of them go!

Ruyan stumbled under his feet, fell to the ground with a pop, and looked at the handsome man like a god with his calloused fingers as a sword, and slowly swung it down, leaving only despair in his eyes.

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