Mo Yan matched the eight wings on his back, like a god, the eight wings waved, and instantly came to the top of the top of the arrogant peak, and the sharp and elegant momentum permeated the surroundings, as if they were all cold.

"He's Mo Yan, isn't he? "Mo Yan's appearance, the eyes of Qin Zhongtian, the king of the hundred chains, lit up, at his level, he only needs to feel the breath of the other party to know how deep the other party's skill is, and the error will not be too big, and there is no doubt that Mo Yan has attracted his Qin Zhongtian's interest.

"Mo Yan. ”

Wu Jiyu's spirit wings were slowly levitated, and he came to the top of the top of the arrogant peak, and the gunshot wound on his left shoulder, or the minor injury in his body, after a night of pranayama, was already intact, and his state was adjusted to the peak, full of sword intent like mountains and seas, like wind and snow, colliding with Mo Yan's cold and elegant sword intent, with the arrogant peak as the center, a radius of hundreds of miles, as if there was a sword light and sword shadow, it can be described as a frightening step by step.

The weaker people around felt the sword intent and sword intent, and felt the cold flutter for no reason, goosebumps erupted, and the cold hairs stood on end, which also included Tong Meiyao, Xuanyuan Tianxin, and Ni Wuru who came to the Xuanyuan Empire, because they were swordsmen, and Ni Wuru used flying knives, so they felt it more deeply than others.

"Looks like the two of us are going to fight first, so let's end the fight sooner or leave earlier. Wu Jiyu naturally didn't have much interest in watching Lin Wushuang's battle with Jun Twelve, especially while waiting.

"Also, I just found out that Jun Twelve has not yet arrived, and I also have this intention in my heart, their battle is indeed not important. Mo Yan also unabashedly showed that he was not interested in the battle between Lin Wushuang and Jun Twelve.

"Well, then we... Let's fight!"

As soon as the words were finished, Wu Jiyu's breathing gradually stabilized, and his eyes became more and more aggressive.

Hearing this, Mo Yan's eyes also narrowed, he stretched his body slightly, and his eight wings opened together, and he slowly stepped out with one foot, and his right hand lightly held the turquoise long knife on his waist, and when he was about to fly out, he suddenly stopped his movements, and turned his head, looking towards the distant sky, where there was an extremely dark light.

"That's... That's Jun Twelve, Jun Twelve's coming. ”

Immediately, someone with excellent eyesight exclaimed.

The pitch-black light flew by at a very fast and alarming speed, and when it approached the arrogant peak, it dispersed the spiritual light around the body, and everyone took a closer look at Jun Twelve, and those who had a heart found that Jun Twelve's original spirit wings were a pair of white crystal spirit wings, and now, it has become black crystal spirit wings.

Jun Twelve flickered, and also appeared in the void above the top of the arrogant peak, and did not look at the others, including Mo Yan and Wu Jiyu who were not far away, Jun Twelve's gaze was only Lin Wushuang.

Lin Wushuang, who was sitting on the mountain peak, naturally also paid attention to the arrival of Jun Twelve, slowly exhaled a breath, raised his eyes, looked at the past lightly, and looked at it lightly, and when he carefully felt the breath of Jun Twelve, his expression was slightly surprised, and he was thoughtful.

Call!

Suddenly, Jun Twelve's body erupted with a tragic aura of ghost crying and howling, and the destruction halberd intent instantly pressed Lin Wushuang who was sitting on the mountain peak, under such a tragic halberd intent, the people who were close and less powerful felt as if they had come to hell, and all kinds of negative emotions were breeding in their hearts, and their faces involuntarily became hideous.

"What a terrible halberd!"

Before Lin Wushuang could react, Qin Zhongtian, the Hundred Chain Sword King on the other side, he released his sword intent to touch Jun Twelve's destruction sword intent.

Burst!

As a result, Qin Zhongtian was shocked, his sword intent had just touched Jun Twelve's halberd intent, and he felt that there was an illusory Jun Twelve, holding a halberd, slashing towards him, and the tragic halberd light full of destruction filled all directions, reflecting his eyes, making his breathing actually slightly faster.

"It's such a terrible destruction halberd intent, his opponent Lin Wushuang, I'm afraid he will definitely lose. ”

Qin Zhongtian's body shook, dissipating his sword intent, and cold sweat was involuntarily left on his face.

The strength of the other people present was far inferior to Qin Zhongtian, so naturally they couldn't feel it as deeply as Qin Zhongtian, but they could all see the changes of Jun Twelve, the past Jun Twelve, originally had long black hair, wearing a white robe, the left sleeve of the robe was embroidered with a green dragon, the right sleeve was embroidered with a white tiger, the lower left corner of the robe was embroidered with a red bird, the lower right corner was embroidered with Xuanwu, and the spirit wings on the back were as delicate and gorgeous as those created by Bai Jing.

And at this moment, Jun Twelve, with long black hair, became a long silver hair, and a white dress embroidered with the four divine beasts, changed to black clothes, and the black clothes had gold trims, giving people the feeling that they were reapers from hell.

"Interesting. ”

Jun Twelve's powerful and unpredictable destruction halberd intent actually made the turquoise long knife on Mo Yan's waist throb, and his cold face showed a smile of interest, Jun Twelve's strength was really beyond his expectations, of course, it was just unexpected, to a master of his realm, as a powerful king swordsman, just with a powerful artistic conception, he couldn't change his color.

"Jun Twelve, since you are here, then let you fight with Lin Wushuang first! ”

Mo Yan's body slowly relaxed, Jun Twelve's strong debut, he knew that the battle with Wu Jiyu would be postponed first.

Wu Jiyu glanced at Jun Twelve in a little surprise, and said secretly in his heart: "Just this artistic conception, Jun Twelve's destruction halberd intent is afraid that it has already come to the forefront of the young king, conservatively estimated, at least it has reached the artistic conception cultivation of the first level of the king realm, but I don't know if its strength is worthy of that powerful artistic conception, and the cultivation is... It was already the high-level peak realm of the Spirit King. ”

The strength of the artistic conception, it can only be said that its own strength will definitely not be weak, but it can never be used as the only reference for strength, strength is the comprehensive performance of the martial artist, so in addition to the intention, there are cultivation, martial arts, mysteries, etc., these are all aspects that can be improved through enlightenment and practice, and the others are like some talents, combat experience, and so on.

Submit!

Wu Jiyu slowly turned around, his figure flashed, and he returned to the peak where the Muye Emperor was located.

In the face of the destruction of the halberd intent with all kinds of negative emotions, it is obvious that Jun Tex's artistic conception cultivation and realm have reached a higher level, but Lin Wushuang did not change his face and said: "Jun Twelve, I haven't seen you for a year, do you think that the destruction of the halberd intent alone can deter me? If you really think so, I am afraid that you will be disappointed." ”

"Definitely. ”

Jun Twelve didn't care, he didn't care about putting away the destruction halberd intent, among the young kings of the entire Holy Creation World, in terms of artistic conception, at present, maybe only Lin Wushuang made him unable to see through, and before he came again, he thought that it would be such a result, but no matter what, he thought after all, he had to try it to be really sure, and only if he really tried it, he could make some kind of decision in his heart.

"How can there be such a terrifying artistic conception, they are also martial artists of the Spirit King Realm, but I almost lost my mind. ”

"Yes, so am I, at that moment, all kinds of negative emotions invaded my mind. ”

"It's terrible, in the past, I have also felt the destruction of Jun Twelve, but compared to the past, there is no one heaven and one earth. ”

Those who were close to Jun XII watching the battle, their faces were pale, and they looked at Jun XII in horror....

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............ To be continued.