A lot of people stopped behind the chill.

They stared at the wall of fire in front of them.

There was a strange gleam in his eyes.

As they pondered.

A mist of blood drifted after the earthquake.

......

Blood, it doesn't stop flowing.

Don't ask to kill crazy.

He let go of his hands and feet completely.

Everywhere they passed, they were all adversaries.

His body was stained with blood, he coughed up blood in his mouth, and his wounds were criss-crossed.

He shook a few great enemies.

Wounded.

There was a crack in the ribs in the chest, and there was a pain.

He could even feel the heat and tingling in the lobes of his lungs.

It was the worst battle he had ever faced.

The corpses were densely packed, and the ground was wet with blood.

They trampled on corpses and fought with blood.

Any opponent has the strength to be the king of kings.

Because the king either died or fled, no one dared to intervene in such a level of battle.

Mo Wen was in front of him two kings of kings.

Three-man scuffle.

His pores were wide open.

Crazy absorb the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth.

But the aura is thin!

The king of kings' means of transforming aura is too powerful.

Most of them are effective as attack vectors.

Only a small fraction of the energy is re-dissipated.

Mo asked, and on the left-hand side was a young man in black.

Very extraordinary, with a majesty between the eyebrows.

At first glance, he is a child of a big family in a high position.

He was holding a three-foot long sword, its shape was strange, its edge bloomed, and he struck the two of them left and right.

He didn't reach the realm of will, but he was able to move freely in the realm of the two.

If it is not its own profound heritage, it is a treasure in it.

considerable strength, I am afraid that the former is the majority.

Mo asked, and on the right hand side was a middle-aged man.

He had no weapons.

In other words, his body is his best weapon.

When he made a move, his fists and feet turned into a storm of thunder, and there was a general trend.

It is difficult for those who are not strong-willed to resist at all, and they can't even think of resisting.

But it's a pity.

Mo Wen and the young man were both extraordinary.

"Get out of here!" the young man was the first to hold back and shouted.

The sword in his hand suddenly bloomed, and countless sword qi swept out like fireworks.

But Mo Wen moved very quickly, and quickly sharpened the sword qi.

Young people do not retreat, but advance.

He swiped the long sword with his fingers, and suddenly emitted a colorful sword aura.

The sword qi rushed towards Mo Wen at great speed.

As soon as Mo Wen's mind moved, the Xingchen Sword flew out instantly, blocking the sword qi.

He was about to fight back at the young man, but the middle-aged man on the side rushed towards him like him.

Mo Wen turned around and slashed at the middle-aged man's iron fist.

While!

The two bumped into each other.

Neck and neck!

"Are you in a hurry to find death?" Mo asked, his voice cold.

He was depressed.

There were many times when he wanted to attack young people, but he was unfortunately blocked by middle-aged people.

"Hmph, junior, will only be brave with tongues?" the middle-aged man withdrew his fist.

Then, he took a strange pose, and his whole body was a little more vigorous.

The whole person has the tendency to become more and more courageous.

Mo Wen took a deep breath and clenched the nameless sword in his hand.

The Star Sword swirled around the void and slashed towards the young man in an instant.

Then.

Mo Wen jumped high and rushed towards the middle-aged man.

He's going to hit two!

Especially the middle-aged man in front of him, he wants to scrap it!

Mo Wen was like crazy, and attacked the middle-aged man with all his might.

The nameless sword in his hand kept slashing, and the sonorous sound was deafening.

The shock shook the hearts of the middle-aged people.

The opponent is too ruthless, and he is completely desperate.

A piece of brilliance shattered on his fist, which was a phenomenon of the disappearance of spiritual power, and the energy on his fist was annihilated by the sword qi as soon as it came out.

The two clashed fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of blows, and the middle-aged man was constantly beaten back.

The young people on the side were even more aggrieved.

The other party didn't even use his own hands, and a sword was evenly matched with him.

He was furious and wanted to kill Mo Wen.

But this sword is too entangled, too fast, and it makes him play.

He didn't want to pay attention to the sword, but if he didn't pay attention to it, it rushed and pierced through his protective spirit shield.

He didn't dare to relax on it at all!

"Ah......h

He is physically incomparably strong, and he dares to be honored at the same level.

But at this time, I also felt that my arms were numb, and my fist bones were about to be split.

The layers of iron on the fist had already been cut out of blood.

The opponent's sword qi penetration is also too powerful.

Even more deadly.

It was obviously a long sword that was light and agile, but at this time, it was like Mount Tai pressing towards him.

There is a general trend in Mo Wen's body, and there is a faint invincible wind, brilliant and unstoppable.

Mo Wen pressed the middle-aged man to retreat.

They hit the crowd.

In an instant, all kinds of light were overwhelming, pressing towards the two of them.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank.

The current form is not good for him.

But Mo Wen was determined to kill the middle-aged man.

He stretched out the body protection spirit shield on his body, stubbornly resisting those attacks, and the long sword in his hand kept slashing.

The middle-aged man had no choice but to forcibly catch those attacks.

"Poof!"

Blood spurted from both mouths at the same time.

Mo Wen ignored it and rushed towards the middle-aged man.

The two slammed into each other hard.

Don't ask to let go of everything.

There was only one thought in my mind.

Kill the middle-aged man!

The nameless sword in his hand became more and more brilliant, and a little starlight flashed.

"Poof!"

He exchanged injuries for injuries, cut off the head of the middle-aged man with a sword, splashed a large area of blood, flew out more than ten meters away, and flew into the battlefield on the other side.

A group of kings glared at him angrily, with the ultimate killing intent in their eyes.

Kill them to the point of this, but whenever you see people, you can't help but have killing intent.

At this time, Mo Wen's behavior is tantamount to provoking them.

Mo Wen ignored these people.

He turned.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone.

He turned into a raging thunder and split the young man in half, and blood gushed wildly.

He is constantly on the move, like a living god of war.

He slashed towards the silver dust, and wherever he passed, endless sword qi swept in all directions.

A bloody path was slain.

His spiritual power poured out like a waterfall, killing everyone with fear.

He killed all the way to Yinchen's side, like a desolate beast rushing straight to Yinchen's opponent.

The man didn't have time to react before he was pressed under him by Mo Wen, and the long sword pierced his heart directly, killing him to the ground.

Everyone withdrew.

Don't ask within ten feet, except for the silver dust, no one dares to approach!

They were terrified.

Those kings of kings who had shown murderous intent to Mo Wen were even more solemn and creepy.

This man is too strong!

In an instant, he burst out with extreme strength, and slashed three kings of kings in a row.

Mo Wen raised his sword, his gaze swept around, and boundless murderous aura leaked.

For a while, no one dared to take the edge.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

"Die to Lao Tzu!"

At this moment, a burst of cheers spread throughout the audience.

The crowd looked fixedly.

Red flames!

There was a void of flames.

Red Flame was like a fiery god of war, and he burst into tears, exhaling the turbid breath in his chest.

The glow of crimson flames shone all over his body, and even the fire flashed in his eyes.

He made flaming hands with both hands, and his whole person pierced through the space and rushed towards the two kings in front of him.

Rumble!

The two were pressed directly to the ground.

The flames of the sun's incomparably higher continued to pour into their bodies.

"Ah......h

The two were completely suppressed, and intermittent screams came out of their mouths.

They struggled desperately, but to no avail!

They were crushed to death.

After a few breaths, they were all turned to ashes and completely disappeared from the world.

Red Flame slowly got up and looked at the king of kings who were fighting with several of his men.

His men fought like crazy.

However, it is expected that they will not dare to spare their hands on the enemy.

Chi Yan snorted coldly.

The figure rose up and rushed towards the men.

The power of the pill that had been taken earlier had completely dissolved.

Rolling spiritual power flowed in the body.

Now, he's even more heyday than heyday!

Bang bang!

The five figures were quickly knocked away.

Behind them was a flaming fist seal, on which a rune flashed.

The runes erupted in endless killing power, trying to kill several people.

Several people stood up tremblingly.

Chi Yan's blow was too heavy.

At the moment, their spiritual power in their bodies was chaotic, and there were even more external forces raging in the meridians.

They were in agony.

Chi Yan's men reacted quickly and instantly launched an attack on their opponents.

Burst!

Several people are in no state at this time, and they are not opponents at all.

I can only fall to the ground with the last despair.

Chi Yan did not have a restrained breath.

With murderous intent, his gaze pressed on everyone.

Whoever has done anything to him will die!

"This ......" many people are creepy.

They felt the furious killing intent.

It's not aimed at anyone, but it's like it's directed at yourself.

Chi Yan easily saw Mo Wen.

The other party is too conspicuous.

Invincible within ten feet.

His gaze spontaneously condensed into a bundle.

Handover with Mo Wen in the air.

A slight tingling came into the eye.

What a strong sword intent.

It was a pair of piercing eyes.

He frowned slightly, then unfolded again.

The next moment, Chi Yan took out a small porcelain vase from the space ring.

He raised his hand and threw it at Mo Wen very casually.

The porcelain vase drew a graceful parabola in the air, throwing straight over the crowd.

But no one dared to stop him.

This involves two killing gods, and no one dares to stop them.

"What do you mean?" Mo Wen asked loudly as he took it firmly in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly.

"This is for you to recover from your injuries!Hurry up, I'll kill you again tonight!" Chi Yan replied in a deep voice.

Mo Wen is very strong, at least, very strong in this realm.

Even more than silver dust.

It's a rare opponent.

But Chi Yan didn't really despise Silver Dust.

In other words, there is no contempt for the silver dust of other realms.

Because, there are many methods in the silver dust that cannot be used in the first realm.

If he recovers his full strength to fight, he may not be able to beat Silver Dust.

At the moment, Mo Wen is a very good opponent and an excellent whetstone.

Perhaps, he can rely on this to sublimate once in the first realm

"Healing elixir?" Mo Wen stuck his sword on the ground, opened the porcelain bottle, and a fresh fragrance came to his face.

After just one breath, I felt that the wounds on my body were faintly healing.

"That being said, who would dare to take the pill you gave, God knows if there would be something special in it?"

Mo Wen then put away the pill and put on a look of disbelief in Chi Yan.

"I don't believe it, you're going to die tonight anyway!" Chi Yan replied indifferently.

Then, with a sinister gaze, he swept over the crowd.

Boundless murderous aura.

Whoever wants to kill him will die!