Broken Whip!

It's actually a Demon Whip!

Damn it!

Something that shouldn't have appeared appeared, and a heart gradually turned cold. Is she too merciful?

The demon whip out, and the wind and clouds change color.

The wind howled, with a whistling sound, and the cheeks ached. The long hair fluttered with the wind, and there was a feeling of madness dancing.

The sound of the wind howling echoed, and the clouds in the sky converged in unison, as if they were suppressed by something, and the air became distorted.

The wind is swept away, and the murderous aura is splashing!

Looking at this posture, it is to put Jun Moye to death, not as simple as arresting him and putting him in a prison!

The people of the God Realm want to be ruthless against Jun Moye.

From beginning to end, Jun Moye just floated quietly in the sky, his footsteps did not move half a step, and the expression in his eyes did not change at all.

The wind roared ferociously like a mad beast, as if it was about to tear Jun Moye into pieces.

As far as the eye could see, a long whip that exuded tremendous energy struck at him, extremely fast and powerful.

Demon Whip.

Dealing with evil spirits and evil things is also their nemesis.

The sexy thin lips slightly outlined a shallow arc, as if he smiled low with emotion, and the dull and charming voice seemed to be squeezed out of the throat, like a natural sound, extremely sultry = human, and fascinating.

"The Demon Whip, without blood, how can it exert its true effect?"

As this deep man's voice fell, Jun Moye, who was trapped in it, suddenly moved.

The figure flashed, and a black light appeared, and before everyone could see what was going on, a terrifying aura suddenly attacked them in front of them. At the moment of crisis, everyone's actions are the most instinctive evasion, resistance, and minimization of danger.

The same is undoubtedly true of this group of people. The tacit flying back retreated, transporting the strength of his body to fight against it.

In master duels, the victory or defeat is often in that instant.

"Divine Sword, broken!" There was a loud shout in the sky, and a thick dark aura filled the entire sky, and the imprisoning enchantment shattered under the merciless slashing of the Venerable Divine Sword, turning into pieces and disappearing into the sky.

It's just that it's not enough!

The Divine Sword is an extremely domineering and dark weapon, and everything belongs to how the owner of the artifact uses it, how to control it, and most importantly, the strength of the master of the artifact.

The demon is angry, and the consequences are serious.

Once it erupts, the consequences. Unthinkable.

Mu Hanyue rarely saw Jun Moye angry, and the number of times was only a handful. This time, she clearly felt the anger emanating from him, and that one. A terrible breath of death.

It would be as if death was provoked, and without blood, there was no way to appease his anger.

The narrow and seductive Danfeng eyes became extremely cold at this moment, and the terrifying aura of death contained in the eyes was extremely dangerous and chilling.

With the Divine Sword in hand, he has long been in contact with the master, and he has a very tacit understanding. His heart moved at will, and the Venerable Divine Sword suddenly flew out, slashing towards the people around him without saying a word.

Wherever the divine sword passed, it ruthlessly slashed the lives of one person after another. The sword light and blood shadow are very bloody, but they are extremely domineering!

Soft-hearted, merciful?

I'm sorry, whatever Jun Moye looks like, he will be wiped out!