Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Power of Killing (Part II)

"Poof!" The sword light is staggered, the fist is grinning, the spiritual power of the entire glazed hall is bright, from the outside, the entire glazed Qiong hall is like a fiery red sun, brilliant and brilliant, exquisite and brilliant. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Outside the main hall, there were many people, and more and more old ministers of the Eastern Emperor came one after another, like ants on a hot pot, pacing back and forth.

In the main hall, whether it was the East Emperor and his entourage or the people of the West Evil Nanyu, they all looked stunned, as if they were stunned.

The famous Ling Ruijian was actually pressed and beaten by the West Wind Evil Fist? The Eastern Emperor, who has always been famous, was completely suppressed by the evil king of the Western Regions, which seemed to be completely beyond everyone's expectations.

Everyone was confused, didn't Emperor Mu just now indifferently solve the Tiger Roaring Mountain Gate of the Western Evil? Then why does the current move and style feel like a sea of mud and struggling?

"Boom! Mu boy, your hands and feet don't seem to be as good as your tongue skills. The West Evil swung back, an arrogant punch poured out, and the corners of his mouth hooked a mocking arc, "Ling Rui's sword fell into the Hall of the Yan King, swept away the world's great difficulties, did not delay the arrogance and sorrow, and survived the evil king of Allah!" Hahaha...... Mu boy, Ling Ruijian is wrong to follow you, it's time to say goodbye! The West Evil turned over and stood up, looking at Emperor Mu with burning eyes, his arms clenched into fists, and he looked at Emperor Mu with a smile.

"Oh, little shoes. I have a great appetite, and if you want to annex my Eastern Emperor, I don't know if you have asked me about the sword in my hand! Emperor Mu held the sword in his left hand, so that the brilliant sword light covered his left arm, he raised his eyes and looked at the West Evil with a cold and arrogant expression, and smiled indifferently, "I'm not afraid of breaking your shoehorn." Emperor Mu smiled, walked alone with his sword, and instantly appeared in front of the evil king of the Western Regions. The evil king of the Western Regions tried to take all the sea, trying in vain to swallow him and seize him Lingrui. The wolf's heart is broken, it's not a big deal......

Ling Ruijian's "clanging" sounded, and the whole body was covered with scorching purple golden light, as if he felt Emperor Mu's unyielding determination, Ling Ruijian's "buzzing" sound, suddenly came to life, and a vast and hazy purple light curtain was waved, enveloping Emperor Mu's entire body firmly.

Everyone was stunned, even Emperor Mu, who was deep in it, was half stunned, feeling the majestic power surging in his body, at this moment, he suddenly had the illusion that I respected the world and looked down on the sky.

Qianfu and others were also stunned, is it a delusion? Why is it that at this moment, Emperor Mu, shrouded in purple-gold holy light, has no reason to make people worship in their hearts? Even Qianfu, looking at such a Mu Huang, he actually had a little worship in his heart, Ling Ruijian, it really deserves to be the three ancient swords, the protector is alive, there is such a magical vision!

Mu Huang's feeling at this moment was the most wonderful, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and his state of mind was completely condensed and sublimated at this moment...... The so-called Heavenly Dao shackles and catastrophes are no longer important at this moment, he just wants to hold this sword and sweep away the world's traitors and greed.

"Hahaha...... Ling Rui is intended to become a sharp sword, piercing the sky without being broken, it is really magical, it is really strange! However, Mu boy, your strength is not enough to control it, so let's indulge it and find its master. I think I'm very suitable......" Seeing this, Xixie's eyes suddenly straightened, he was originally a sword lover, and the reason why he was used to boxing was that he didn't have a suitable famous sword. In fact, he is better at swordsmanship, but unfortunately, he can't do it.

Therefore, he was not only jealous of the Hell of the Eastern Emperor, but also coveted his sword. The hard work paid off, and finally let him see the opportunity.

Emperor Mu chuckled awe-inspiring when he heard this, and glanced at the Western Evil indifferently, the violent aura around him was all restrained, and his chest was like a raging fire. Holding the sword in his left hand, from the clanging sound of Ling Ruijian, Mu Huang could clearly feel the fierceness and recklessness of Ling Ruijian.

"Don't worry, he's not enough to get me to retreat!" Mu Huang opened his mouth coldly, and said softly, his words were undoubtedly firm, his eyes were lowered, the corners of Ao Leng's lips hooked up a touch of arc, the sword light was cold, Mu Huang didn't say a word, a sword split Huashan, the sword light thundered, and the stars were scorching.

The scene of "...... uproar" was unexpectedly anxious again, and the sword light and fist wind were swaying. Printed with Emperor Mu's emaciated and unruly figure, the unruly staggering of the West Evil.

"Emperor...... You, what do you think? Behind Qianfu, a delicate and pretty girl blinked her big flickering eyes, looking at her emperor suspiciously, she is Qianfu's younger sister, Qianling, this time she was also ordered to participate in the Water Moon Flower Banquet, with the help of her brother's identity, she could naturally see the Eastern Emperor Mu Wang first, this man who exists in legends.

He's really handsome. Even if she is deep down, she is still not arrogant or impatient, those deep star-like eyes instantly attracted all her body and mind, her brother is already very perfect, but I didn't expect that there is a more handsome man than my brother in this world.

Looking at his sister-in-law's obsessive starry eyes, Qianfu smiled and shook her head, her fingers flashed slightly, carefully blocking the aftermath of spiritual power for her, and in the blink of an eye, looking at the scene that was burning but becoming more and more obvious, her expression was calm. Even if he has an immortal weapon like Ling Ruijian, Emperor Mu is defeated, it is only a matter of time, relying on the Earth Walker, he has dragged Skywalker for so long, and King Mu of the Eastern Emperor is still glorious despite his defeat.

Emperor Mu of the East China Sea, the evil king of the Western Regions. No matter which of these two is not an ordinary person, I don't know what will happen if I meet it in the future?

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"Boom......" The sword light on Emperor Mu's side was bright, the thunder shook the sky, and the abyss of the Ice Palace at the same time was all blood red at this moment.

The snow pupils stood hanging in the air, her eyes were slightly closed, and her fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was enduring great pain, but no matter how she struggled, those beautiful eyes were still closed, and there was no sign of waking up.

"Thorn La ......" flaming red flames, like a snake whip hitting her hard, and then flew out on the other side, and the original pure and silky golden silk white skirt around the snow pupil was printed with red light all over the sky at this moment, becoming bewitching and weird, like the other side of the blood in the wind.

Time ticked by, Xue Hitomi only felt as if she was walking and walking in a blood-colored world, and from time to time she had to endure the red thunder and lightning from the lightning and thunder in the sky......

"Wow...... Bang! "The Imperial Palace, on the Liuliqiong Palace.

Emperor Mu and the West Evil clashed again, whether it was Emperor Mu or the West Evil, they had exhausted all their strength at this moment, and the final collision!

Is it going to end? Xi Xie smiled, the corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of the victory's relief, how difficult Emperor Mu is, really only after the fight to understand, if the two are not opposite, the two may still become good friends, but it's a pity......

Is it over? The corners of Mu Huang's mouth were tightly pursed, and a touch of decadence quietly disappeared in his cold eyes.

Is it over? Qianfu and the others watched the battlefield intently, no matter who wins or loses, this will be an extremely rare one.

"Poof...... Bang! Just when everyone thought that the matter was settled and Emperor Mu was defeated, a pure and majestic vast power suddenly surged out from Emperor Mu's body. Whether it is the West Evil or Qianfu, at this moment, there is only a kind of cold and fierce cold like falling into an ice cellar, an all-round coercion of life and death, and an empty and bloodthirsty aura suddenly resounded from the main hall, as if it had undergone a long period of depression, and at this moment it was all like a sea, swept away.

Xi Xie looked at him, only to feel that he had hit a mountain, and then he felt that his body was torn apart in an instant, and his originally majestic and awe-inspiring body was like a light and transparent white paper, floating back, and the speed was obviously twice as fast as before.

What's going on? Not only the Western Evil, but even Emperor Mu was confused.

"Poof...... Sneering in the silent hall, a slight cracking sound sounded from the Qianfu water, but Qianfu looked at Emperor Mu with dull eyes, and his delicate face was full of shock.

"The source of killing, the power of killing! How can it be?! Qianfu said to himself, unaware that the jade cup in his hand had already turned into powder. (To be continued.) )