Yan Er...... You're going to hate him, right?

But all this was clearly designed by that bastard of Shao Hao......

Jun Muhan smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but look up to see the figure that had already been engraved in his heart, however, the moment he looked up, he sensed the approach of the dangerous aura behind him.

Jun Muhan's eyes were slightly condensed, and he wanted to turn back, but his heart suddenly hit a sharp sting at this time.

His face turned pale, but he suppressed the sweetness in his throat, and said coldly without even looking back: "Xing Ye, you are really useless." ”

This sentence mocked the man who was originally approaching him with a pause, and his cloudy black eyes crossed the color of fierce struggle.

Jun Muhan strengthened his spiritual power, and in one breath he applied several runes on the golden long sword, and then turned his head and looked at Xing Ye deeply.

"It's so easy to be controlled...... Jun Muhan covered his lips and coughed lightly, his face even paler, "It's hard to be this gentleman...... I still see you as an adversary......"

He stood without a trace, his dark purple eyes full of mockery, "Just because you couldn't get her...... So...... Willing to be blinded by jealousy, willing to become a pawn in the hands of others? Benjun really looks down on you......"

"Shut up! Shut up! Xing Ye's red eyes revealed a hideous color, "Jun Muhan, you have obtained her heart, how can you understand the pain of my struggle for three lifetimes?" As long as you're dead...... Xiao Yan will really see me...... will be willing to stay by my side......"

Xing Ye roared unwillingly, and the black mangs in his hands turned into sharp blades and stabbed towards Jun Muhan.

Jun Muhan's eyes sharpened, and he had to use a trace of spiritual power to block the knife.

But with this distraction, the spell on the golden long sword instantly weakened, and even the blood-colored lotus flower on the canopy dimmed a little.

Jun Muhan's face changed sharply, and he couldn't take care of Xing Ye anymore, so he turned around and re-applied the spell.

Xing Ye was about to assassinate Jun Muhan again with a sharp blade in his hand, but the tip of the knife suddenly paused an inch away from Jun Muhan's vest, and the color of struggle in his eyes flashed again.

Behind him, the gold and silver double dragons let out two angry and high-pitched dragon groans, wanting to leave the formation without permission to kill Xing Ye, but seeing Jun Muhan's eyes condensed slightly, he withdrew all his protective power, and forcibly restrained the power of the double dragon, and poured all of them into the formation.

"Master!"

Ssangyong let out a mournful cry at the same time.

Rumble!

The blood lotus on the canopy became dazzling again, and a powerful power burst out from the blood lotus lotus's heart.

Emperor Canghuang was restrained by that force, and Mo Yan took the opportunity to wrap a whip around his neck, and the Taiyin and Sun beasts also swooped up at the same time.

Emperor Cang felt as if his whole body was torn, and in the severe pain, the two fingers of his right hand were slightly flexed, and a drop of blood appeared between his fingers, shooting towards Xing Ye's eyebrows.

Xing Ye will be his last retreat.

The moment the blood beads submerged into Xing Ye's eyebrows, Xing Ye's eyes struggled to fade, and the killing machine rose again, "snort", the sharp blade stabbed deep into Jun Muhan's vest, and came out through his chest, staining his white clothes with blood.

"Jun Beauty!"

Mo Yan looked back in shock, her eyes were about to split, but she saw the bloodied man's thin lips raised lightly, and he gently spit out a word at her: "Kill." ”

He smiled at her, and with the last of his strength, he thrust the golden sword he held into the ground.

Rumble!

The two dragons quickly sank into the golden long sword, and the powerful sword qi and the blood-colored array power fused with each other, forming a huge and fine network of light, completely enveloping the entire body of the Canghuang.

Canghuang was desperate.

He never thought that Jun Muhan would be so ruthless to himself, and he would burn out his last Yuan Shen power.

At that moment, the blood color in the heavy pupils of the ink face was pervasive, and the red light on the blood whip exploded.

"Canghuang, you, deserve, die!"

As soon as the blood-colored whip tail was collected, the head of Emperor Cang was cut off.

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