I saw Mo Xuan turn into a hurricane, coming across the sky, and stabbing Peng Qingya's eyebrows with a spear. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Qiang ......"

Peng Qingya's robe agitated, two fingers and a sword, directly hit the silver dragon snow spear, the fingertips scattered Xuanguang, it was as hard as a sharp weapon, and there was a sonorous sound!

"Dangdang ......"

The fingers collided with the gun, sparks flew everywhere, although Peng Qingya's two fingers were not integrated into the divine weapon, but the Xuan power was pure, and under the blessing, it was extremely hard.

"Whirring ......"

After a blow, Mo Xuan swept through the thousands of armies with his spear, the whirlwind roared, and the qi and blood turned into qi and rushed in all directions, causing thousands of ancient trees in this forest to fall back, and the center of the ancient trees was completely broken.

"Hmph, just the peak of the soul realm, you dare to make a move on me, if you blindly run for your life, I still feel a little troublesome, but you don't run, it's just stupid!" Peng Qingya snorted coldly, his clothes fluttered, and he attacked him.

As for the black-robed men who were expressionless all the time, they didn't move, as if they were sweeping the formation.

"Rumble ......"

Peng Qingya clenched his fists and bombarded with the momentum of Juyue's overwhelming force, the momentum of the half-step Holy Fire Realm was incomparable, the ground was torn apart, and the qi was monstrous.

"Boom la la ......"

Mo Xuan's gun body collided with Peng Qingya's fist, and his energy was full of energy, causing dust on the ground to fly, forming layers of dust barriers, scattering the void.

With just one punch, the Silver Dragon Snow Spear in Mo Xuan's hand bent out, looking like it was almost broken.

It can be seen that Peng Qingya's fist power is so amazing, it is terrifying!

"Let me go!" After smashing the silver dragon snow spear with a punch, Peng Qingya snorted coldly, raised his leg abruptly, and kicked out.

This kick, with the shadow of the tiger, set off a boundless wind, like a tiger in the ancient era of slaughter, that kind of ferocity and vastness, making people feel cold and stand on end.

"Bang ......"

Mo Xuan blocked it with a horizontal spear, but the huge force was really terrifying, his arms were numb, and the spear in his hand flew out of his hand, and was violently shocked and flew out, throwing it into the air.

"Whirring ......"

At this time, Mo Xuan's eyes were shockingly cold, and the palm holding the spear immediately clenched into a fist, bent over and hammered out diagonally, the fist wind whistled by, and there was a strong explosion of qi and blood.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

A dull collision sounded, and Mo Xuan's fist smashed on Peng Qingya's arm, causing the latter's face to turn red, and with a muffled snort, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Roaring ......"

Peng Qingya was furious, let out a long roar, and his big palm slammed into the void, and then slammed towards Mo Xuan.

Because he was so fast, he couldn't react to the flow of air, so it looked like he was directly pinching an air sledgehammer and smashing it at Mo Xuan.

The sound of the sonic boom was extremely harsh, and the qi and blood in Mo Xuan's body were mentioned, rushing up, raising his fist to kill, and there was a head-on collision with Peng Qingya, which was really hard.

"Boom ......"

The air exploded, Mo Xuan flew upside down for hundreds of meters, Peng Qingya also flew sideways for dozens of meters, both of them were full of blood and blood, and in general, Mo Xuan was slightly inferior, after all, the realm gap was there.

"But that's it!"

After wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Mo Xuan said indifferently, with contempt, although he was at a disadvantage, he couldn't see the slightest hint of worry.

"Don't be ashamed, I didn't really do it, I really thought I didn't have a problem with you!" Peng Qingya's expression was cold, and his words were full of anger, no longer with his previous demeanor.

"Buzz ......"

As soon as the words fell, his arms were stretched, and his mysterious power surged, turning into an endless drizzle, endless, enveloping all directions.

This rain, like a sharp blade, fills all corners, and there is no way to avoid it, but to connect it hard, and there is no other way.

"Boom ......"

Mo Xuan's dantian seemed to be about to burn, and a large amount of Xuan power exploded, accompanied by qi and blood, spreading out, forming a layer of defensive barrier, and he stood in the center.

I saw Mo Xuan's head dancing all over the black, like a demon god, and his spirit and spirit were extremely powerful.

"Dingdingding......"

The heavy rain of Xuanli was majestic, but it was blocked on the barrier, and the sound of tinkling kept sounding, and there were monstrous sparks splashing, and the birth was shattered in an instant.

"Whirring ......"

Just when Mo Xuan was guarding himself with a barrier, Peng Qingya, who had released the Xuanli rainstorm, moved, like a cheetah attacking, ghostly and fast, and it was difficult to catch its traces.

"Bad ......"

Mo Xuan's complexion changed, sensing the crisis, Xuan Soul felt the killing intent, but Peng Qingya's degree was too fast, although he reacted, he didn't have time to resist, and most of his energy was focused on dealing with the Xuanli rainstorm.

"Puff ......"

Mo Xuan tried his best to dodge, but he was still injured, Peng Qingya's palm knife was cold, and he pulled out a huge opening in his chest and abdomen, if Mo Xuan hadn't sensed the crisis and moved three points, then this palm knife would have slashed him immediately, instead of hitting him hard.

"Buzz ......"

Under the strong sense of crisis, Mo Xuan's thinking became keen, the whole person was calm to the extreme, and the power of the Xuan Soul was extremely vigorous, surging out, causing a silent vibration that made people's hearts palpitate.

Art...... Nan Ke is a dream!

Mo Xuan's eyes instantly carried a unique power, bewitching the minds of the sinking people, staring at Peng Qingya's eyes, and the power of the art of war moved to the extreme.

How did Peng Qingya expect Mo Xuan to have this kind of method, his head immediately dizzy, and the whole person seemed to be unconscious, stunned in place, motionless.

"What happened to my eldest brother!" Seeing this, Mo Xuan hurriedly asked, not even caring about his own injuries.

He was desperate to know Mo Li's whereabouts, because he couldn't rest assured, he was always worried.

"In ......"

Peng Qingya opened his mouth, just waiting to tell the truth, but at this time, his body was shocked, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he forcibly wanted to wake up and no longer sink!

This Peng Qingya is worthy of being an outstanding person, and in such a short period of time, he has to break free from the control of the art of war.

Seeing this, Mo Xuan was also shocked, a little surprised, and then did not delay any longer, and smashed the past with his fists, and his fists were shining, which was a manifestation of too much concentration of Xuan power.

Perhaps out of a sense of crisis, Peng Qingya's eyes instantly regained consciousness, and the whole person was a little angry, falling into the same situation as Mo Xuan before, he could sense the crisis, but his body didn't have time to react.

"Boom ......"

Mo Xuan's fist was full of qi and blood, grazing Peng Qingya's waist, causing his waist robe to explode and his flesh and blood blurred.

Coupled with the injuries suffered by the Xuan Soul forcibly breaking free from the shackles of the Art of War before, Peng Qingya was a double trauma to the Xuan Soul and his body this time, which was even more serious than Mo Xuan.

"I didn't expect you to have the Xuan Soul Art of War, but I underestimated you!" Peng Qingya got a chance to breathe, and after pulling away from him, he said with a hint of solemnity.

The Xuan Soul injury is far more difficult to heal than the physical body, how can he not treat it carefully.

"There are so many things you can't think of, it's just that the realm suppresses me, and in the same realm, you have now fled like a lost dog. Mo Xuan said unceremoniously.

From beginning to end, he was so domineering and confident, which is a kind of bearing formed by invincible belief.

"You're proud? huh...... Bring his brother and those old guys out!" Peng Qingya was annoyed, then smiled faintly, and said to the four black-robed men who were sweeping the formation next to him.

After receiving the order, the four people pinched the seal, and in an instant, Mo Xuan felt a unique soul fluctuation appear.

"Whew......"

Then, a ghost crying wolf howl came from the depths of the woods, and several figures could be faintly seen walking slowly.

After those figures got closer, Mo Xuan's eyes instantly split, and he rushed into the crown angrily!

These figures are Mo Li and Lao Li and others, at this moment, they seem to have fallen into a military technique similar to "Nan Ke Yimeng" and fell into an illusion.

All of them were lying on the ground, crawling forward, their mouths full of saliva, their faces covered with blood, and their mouths kept coming out of their mouths barking or wolf howls, as if they were animals.

In addition, several people were wearing shackles and chains, and when they got closer, they were led by the four black-robed people in chains, as if they were leading domestic animals.

This...... It's just humiliating!

There is no doubt that when Mo Li and them are freed from the art of war, they have now become a dog, a beast in the hands of others, humiliating and teasing in every way, and that mentality, I am afraid that they will be aggrieved and angry to death.

It is possible that this life will sink into decadence, and there will be no more such a state of mind as before.

Peng Qingya's move is really too ruthless, far more vicious than killing them directly!

"You're damned!"

Mo Xuan was furious, his head was almost burning, his whole person's muscles were bulging, his eyes were red, and he could almost feel the mysterious and astonishing killing intent in his body about to explode.

This time, he was really angry to the extreme, and his killing intent towards Peng Qingya reached its peak.

Looking at the eldest brother in front of him, dirty and messy, and humiliated like a beast, Mo Xuan's heart was like a knife.

Look at Lao Li and them, they are all meritorious heroes, for the sake of the people and the dynasty, they have endured humiliation for so many years, and in the end they ended up like this.

Seeing Mo Xuan in pain, Peng Qingya's heart was extremely relieved, and he was extremely happy.

He just wanted Mo Xuan to be miserable, and he wanted him to taste this taste, because this was how he felt when he learned that his only brother had been killed.

"Come, put on a good show for our Royal Highness the First Crown, do you know?" Peng Qingya smiled fiercely.

Hearing this, the souls of the four black-robed men reappeared, and they seemed to be responsible for performing the art of war and controlling Mo Li and the others.

"Wow Wow ......"

After being controlled, Lao Li and the others bit and scuffled together like bears, killing each other.

After a while, someone was bitten alive and died, and the death was miserable to the extreme.

What is even more tragic is that they were killed by their own comrades-in-arms who shared life and death, which is more painful than dying on the battlefield.

When many people were bitten to death alive, Peng Qingya motioned to the four black-robed people to release the control of the Xuan Soul.

At this time, Lao Li and the others woke up and regained their sobriety, and they were extremely painful, which can be said to be painful!

"My old brother......"

Holding the corpses of their comrades-in-arms, Lao Li and a few other living people were in tears, all blood and tears, and the whole person collapsed.

Their comrades-in-arms, the elder brothers who accompanied them from birth to death, finally died at their hands, and died so miserably, that it was more uncomfortable for them than death.

After so many years, everyone has left their hometown together and experienced too much, and they have long had a real brotherly relationship with each other.

Now, holding the corpse of his brother who died so miserably, how can Lao Li and others bear it, this kind of pain is no different from torturing the dead father and mother with their own hands and killing their children.

"We have said that life and death are together, now you old brothers take the first step, we will never let you be lonely and lonely under the Yellow Spring, we are brothers, and we are brothers all our lives. ”

"Your Highness, our incompetence has dragged down Your Highness, I hope that one day, Your Highness can avenge us, so that we can laugh and die without regrets. ”

……

Lao Li said sadly, with blood and tears on his face.

As soon as the words fell, Lao Li and other meritorious men who were covered in bruises all blew themselves up, unwilling to live in the world, and bear the inner torment and self-blame, which can be said to be worse than death.

In an instant, the color of blood bloomed in front of Mo Xuan, bringing him unparalleled stimulation and touch.

In the distance, Mo Li had not yet woken up, because this was Mo Xuan's own brother, and Peng Qingya wanted to torture him in front of Mo Xuan to take revenge on Mo Xuan.

"Huh...... How do you appreciate it, next, do you want me to let your eldest brother give you a wonderful performance?" Peng Qingya looked at Mo Xuan, who was stunned in place, and his pupils seemed to have lost focus, and said with pleasure.

However, in the face of his words, Mo Xuan remained motionless and did not say anything!

Seeing this, Peng Qingya frowned, and an inexplicable feeling of unhappiness appeared in his heart!

"Rumble ......"

At this moment, in the depths of Mo Xuan's pupils, there was a killing blood color that was enough to shake the sun and the moon and make the Imperial Divine Kingdom frightened.