The breath of the strong, the blood slashing has seen many masters who are stronger than him, but the surging and boiling breath of life is unprecedented in blood slashing. The man was like a flame that would never be extinguished, and his whole body was full www.biquge.info of surging light of life. The flames of bloody war ignited in an instant.

He couldn't care why Mu Qingyang appeared here, and he was carrying Shura's ace cavalry, he only knew that he had to kill this long-cherished enemy.

The next moment, he seemed to be a different person, and two golden rays of light floated in his sky-blue eyes. The single-peaked white camel under the crotch felt the murderous aura of the owner, raised its front hooves high, and hissed in the sky. Strands of golden tassels flowed from the yellow fur, and a mass of air centered on the slash of blood continued to swirl and spread, oppressing the surrounding soldiers backwards.

The silver spear was slowly raised, and an invisible air flow went out from the tip of the spear. The formless and qualitative murderous aura, even if it was a hundred meters apart, enveloped Mu Qingyang's whole body at once.

The battle aura formed by the spiritual stance mixed with the blood of the golden-winged cicada was swirled by a golden liquid murderous aura, and the surrounding air became stagnant. The skin seems to be constantly rubbed by a layer of sandpaper, itching and numbness, and all kinds of sensations come up together, is this the real strength of blood cutting?

Mu Qingyang responded with a roar, his clothes swelled, and the light of his eyes became a little more intense.

The nightmare under the crotch truly became a fire horse, with bright and smooth fur, and the fiery snake flowed and rolled, redder than blood and brighter than the sun. The palm of his right hand was like a rolling fireball, and the Lulu Sword in his hand was filled with a ball of red light, instantly covering the jet-black body of the spear. The tip of the sword swept, and the surging red air flow rolled outward and spied out, and the shouts of killing around suddenly disappeared.

Mu Qingyang, all the goblin qi and gods were locked on the body of the slashing blood.

At that moment, the two of them screamed in unison.

The two horses swept over a distance of 100 meters in an instant, and the soldiers on the way were overwhelmed by the momentum of the rushing like a volcano, and the soldiers who had not had time to withdraw from the route between the two were instantly smashed by countless torrents.

Blood foamed and flesh splattered, and the coalition forces around them screamed and struggled to retreat. The soldiers on the periphery did not know why, so they pushed in again, and as a result, they retreated and advanced, making it even more chaotic.

The two horsemen sprinted towards each other with the momentum of opening the mountain, and their eyes were fixed on each other.

The Silver Spear of Slashing Blood is a weapon crafted by the Master during the Blood-Slashing Charge. In the already brilliant yellow light of the thunder gun, it began to crackle, and I saw small snake-like blue glow lightning begin to move around on the body of the gun. There was a piercing explosion in the air, and a scorched breath erupted.

That's the gun's own magical power.

Mu Qingyang had already suffered the loss of this shot outside Shura City, but he would not retreat at this moment, nor could he retreat. Lu Lu's sword, which turned into a fiery red, became a fire dragon and was connected to Mu Qingyang's right arm.

The red tail flame streams a brilliant glow in the sky. The speed of both riders surpassed the sound and swept through like lightning.

The formation of the earth aura had already collided with each other when there were still more than ten meters left between the two. The tsunami-like wave of air was squeezed outward from the collision point, and the soldiers in a radius of more than ten meters nearby were swept into the air by the air current, and the decrepit was trampled into flesh by countless horses' hooves after falling.

In the duel between the super strong, the weak one seems so vulnerable that they are not even qualified to watch the battlefield at close range.

After the aura was squeezed, the two riders collided together in an instant, and the red and yellow lights exploded violently after the violent white light erupted. The eyes of all the soldiers lit up in an instant, and they were temporarily blinded by the white light, and then the loud crash shook the blood of the soldiers standing close to the ground around them, and two blood lines spilled out of their ears. The smoke and dust were billowing around, and the force of the two people colliding exploded the ground into a shallow black pit with a diameter of several meters, the weeds in the pit, the flesh and blood vaporized in an instant, and in the thick dust, a circular air cover with red and yellow lights gradually appeared, but the air cover was invisible, but the two air currents were constantly circulating, and the two figures in the air hood were blurred and distorted. The whole body is like Mu Qingyang surrounded by flames, in the blurred and distorted mist, those cold and cold eyes look at the golden light and shadow on the opposite side without blinking, and the Lulu sword he holds firmly with one hand, the tongue of fire is like a ghost imprisoned in purgatory, constantly churning upward, struggling, and roaring. At the tip of the sword, there was a golden shadow of a spear.

The golden streamer swirled around the gun, forming a torrent of electricity.

Both of them were shocked by the strength of the other party, compared to this real fight, the battle outside Shura City was like a test for both sides, and they didn't even show half of their strength.

The powerful collision caused both of them to burst their mouths, and the blood was scorching vaporized before it could flow out. Raised, a blue electric glow in the golden light flowed along the body of the gun handed over by the two, and the electric light was Mu Qingyang's right hand holding the gun, his pupils contracted slightly, and his right hand was numb, under the condition that Mu Qingyang's mental power was fully open, this power could not do much damage to Mu Qingyang, who was impeccable in his physical training, but it was the short-term numbness that made the originally delicately balanced balance fall towards the blood.

Slashing Blood is undoubtedly a strong man, and for the duel between two equally powerful martial artists, it only takes a little imbalance to determine the winner or loser.

The slash of blood grabbed the fleeting almost, and the golden light skyrocketed almost instantly, only to see that his left hand, which was originally pressed on the horse's back, also held the tail of the spear, and with a violent roar, the spear swung the tip of the sword away, and then rolled towards Mu Qingyang with the momentum of an angry dragon.

If this person is not removed, Borneo will not want to hold it in his own hands.

There was an astonishing murderous aura circulating in the blood-slashing eyes, and the originally red and yellow mixed air cover was suddenly occupied by Huang Mang, and the entire space was filled with golden light, and it suddenly rushed towards Mu Qingyang, the air swelled, and the vision was deformed.

Mu Qingyang's field of vision was full of golden light, his pupils contracted like a needle's eye, and the nightmare under his crotch was full of muscles, and with a violent hiss, his hind hooves were already deep in the dirt.

The golden light arrived at that moment and engulfed Mu Qingyang in an instant...... Slash felt the tip of the spear sink into the flesh. The eyes are cold. But there was a hint of ecstasy after victory in my heart.

All the light of the gun gradually shrank, and in an instant the sky and earth returned to its original color, and the golden light that shone so brightly that people couldn't open their eyes shrank into a beam and returned to the body of the gun.

The look on his face suddenly became a little shocked. Because he found that his fatal shot was actually held by the left hand of the devil-faced man opposite, and the palm of his left hand had been pierced by the spear, and blood continued to flow down the barrel of the gun. Mu Qingyang's upper body clothes were shattered by the golden energy, and there were countless lacerations on his exposed steel-like skin, and blood seeped all over his body. And from his particularly thick right hand to his arm, there are strange markings. At this moment, those markings were like living eyes, blinking and blinking, staring at the blood.

The man's lowered head began to slowly lift. The demonic mask was unusually clear...... That face really looked like an ugly creature crawling out of hell. Twisted, hideous, bloody. His gaze locked on the slash like a viper.

"Drink-" Chopping Blood endured the shock in his heart, and violently withdrew the spear, and drilled into Mu Qingyang's heart in the blood spurted out of Mu Qingyang's palm.

With a loud "dang", a huge force came from the spear, which was swept away by Mu Qingyang's Lulu sword.

The markings on Mu Qingyang's arm flickered more quickly and weirdly.

That boiling demonic aura made the entire battlefield even darker. Mu Qingyang let out a hoarse and strange sigh in his throat...... He felt that Mu Qingyang had changed at this moment, and the breath on his body was more of a non-living thing than a human breath......

A demonic ......

The feeling of increasing danger and fear made Bloody have to take the initiative to attack.

"Drink-" He urged the Dufeng white camel, and the spear re-condensed a golden light to shoot Mu Qingyang.

When approaching Mu Qingyang, the body of the spear suddenly shook, and more than a dozen gun shadows waved, quickly and overwhelmingly enveloping Mu Qingyang. When those gun shadows almost touched Mu Qingyang, they were all scattered.

Slash stopped his horse in surprise.

Because he found that Mu Qingyang suddenly disappeared and disappeared immediately.

Suddenly, the blood chopping gun was raised above the head, and the sound of "dang", the pressure of Mount Tai was overwhelming, and the Dufeng white camel screamed, and the front legs bent, and he fell to the ground. Bloody and loved to ride, and hurriedly rolled down with that huge force. Before he could see it clearly, there was already a little green mang flying straight in front of him, and he was suddenly shocked that his scalp was numb for a while, and the blood cut was worthy of being a strong man personally selected by Emperor Shakti, and his body was unnaturally twisted, and he actually dodged that bit of green mang, and there were screams behind him, and three people in the coalition army were pierced by the green mang.

Mu Qingyang appeared again, and directly waved the Lulu sword, and the red shadow shuttled around the slashing blood like a dragon, brushing his cheeks dangerously, and the light suddenly appeared, and the sword qi had already cut through the face of the slashing blood.

Under being forced to retreat again and again, the heart of the blood cut was full of unwillingness and humiliation. He was powerful, but he was also proud, but now he was in a mess, and this man had been hunted down by his orders not long ago, and the contrast between before and after made him ashamed and furious.

He never thought that Mu Qingyang would suddenly be so fierce, Lu Lu's sword was tricky and weird, once he had the upper hand, there was no way to get rid of the pursuit by cutting blood.

The wind was as sharp as a whistle, and another sword was swung down on the head, and there was no way to retreat from the blood, and he roared violently, threw the gun at Mu Qingyang, and finally avoided the sword that demanded his life.

The coalition forces that had the advantage in numbers squeezed over, and more than a dozen spears stabbed at Mu Qingyang, cutting blood and taking the opportunity to withdraw from the crowd.

Mu Qingyang would not let him go easily, pinched out the gun that he flung over, changed direction and swept away, knocking out four or five Shura soldiers from his horse.

Mu Qingyang shook his hair and slammed it with a bloody gun.

Now that his right hand is useless, he can only keep running backwards. The soldiers around him couldn't kill, Mu Qingyang's body, the sword was already full of flesh and blood, and his whole body was drenched with thick silk plasma, like a mad god, he shot in single-handedly, blood seeped into his whole body, and his eyes were blood-red, countless figures were shaking, crying, and running, only to pick the gun, and then pick the gun.

Blood sprays constantly spurted in front of my eyes, numbing.

Only killing, non-stop killing, can soothe the violent killing intent in the chest that is almost about to swell and explode. Just as he was about to catch up with the silver figure, a white shadow suddenly rushed through the oblique time. Chopping blood and quickly pounced on the unitrian white camel. Mu Qingyang shouted violently, kicked away the last obstacle in front of him, and stabbed down with a gun, the Dumodan white camel was attacked by the killing aura that rushed madly, and under the threat of death, it turned unbelievably on the spot, and led the owner to break through the flow of people.

Mu Qingyang's halberd flashed, but it was still a line slower, and only a white tail flew into the sky, which was the tail of a single-ended white camel. The pained single-peaked white camel left an afterimage in the sky and quickly disappeared into the army.

Mu Qingyang suddenly turned around, and when the surrounding coalition troops saw the bloody eyes, they were already so frightened that they lost their courage, and they cried and shouted to their mother to run out. The main general fled, the coalition army had already been slaughtered in all directions, and the demon army broke the last resistance.

As soon as his eyes moved, Mu Qingyang raised the big gun and roared with great luck: "The blood is dead, who else dares to stop it!" ”

The iron riders and blood guards around them were also smart, and they all roared in unison when they saw the opportunity. "The blood is dead, who else dares to stop it!"

Thousands of people shouted in unison, as if there was another scorching thunder in mid-air. The already chaotic coalition army was shocked to the point that their hands and feet were weak, not to mention that they had died when they heard that they had been killed, and everyone looked at it, and a bloody figure was located in the center of the blood swamp, where the corpse remains were most dense. The lower half of the body turned out to be a strange raging fire, and the bloody silver spear was famous throughout the army, but at this moment, it was held high by that figure!

The king was killed, and the king was killed...... A sense of panic permeated the hearts of each of the Yaksha soldiers, causing what little courage they had to vanish without a trace, dropping their weapons and turning around and fleeing. The psychological effect of people is very huge, first the soldiers on the periphery continue to run outward, and then the enemy soldiers who rush to block the pace slowed down significantly, and the shouts of killing also became hesitant, after not seeing the sound of chopping blood for a long time, everyone began to believe that the chopping blood, their king was really killed.

Their panicked screams, and their fear of Mu Qingyang infected the nearby soldiers even more like a plague, and no one could stop them from escaping, and the recalcitrant soldiers threw down their weapons with a bang and ran out lightly. Once the flood of escape is formed, the situation of collapse appears.

Even the arrival of the gods would not be able to prevent the defeat of the coalition forces.

More and more coalition forces are joining the fleeing camp. Because they found that as long as they escaped, the Shura rebels would not come to pursue. In almost a fraction of the moment, most of the coalition forces had fled. The remaining coalition forces fell like grass under a dense rain of arrows from the marksmen. Mu Qingyang led the cavalry to the mouth of the secret passage and surrounded the secret passage layer by layer, and the target of Mu Qingyang in this battle was those magic crystal artillery that were two meters high, three meters long, and weighed several tons.

Until now, he hadn't found the cannons.

Secret passages.

There was nothing but six huge wooden chests and soldiers pouring out.

Each of the large boxes was drawn by eight particularly robust carts. Hundreds of specially dressed soldiers were guarding the chest, urging their horses to flee as they continued to flee.

Mu Qingyang glanced at it, and immediately led several cavalry to catch up and stop those large wooden boxes. Hundreds of soldiers scattered and fled after Mu Qingyang killed more than a dozen people with his halberd. Mu Qingyang raised his sword and slashed at one of the large boxes. With a click, the lid of the big wooden box smashed a big hole in the meter, revealing a huge subway tube.

"Sure enough!" Mu Qingyang said secretly, no wonder the coalition forces were able to transport the magic crystal artillery to the valley and back in the narrow secret passage.

It turned out to be a dismantling of the Magic Crystal Cannon into parts.

It's okay this way, and it's more convenient to transport, but there are only six magic crystal cannons here, and where did the four magic crystal cannons go? (To be continued.) )