"Kill!"

Ye Wushuang raised his long knife and slashed in the air.

In an instant, the dark clouds condensed, and the sky within a radius of hundreds of miles was originally empty, but at this moment it was shrouded in black clouds.

The earth was plunged into darkness.

Wudang Mountain was shrouded in panic.

All electrical appliances fail at this moment.

It's like being invaded by dark energy, corrupted.

The tourists' mobile phones were all out of order.

Even the sightseeing elevator stopped running, and it was stuck halfway up the mountain.

The little fat man trembled with fright, and his round body hid in a corner.

"Suffer death. Ye Wushuang was like a demon at this moment, and a knife poured out.

Thousands of sword shadows immediately appeared in the void, layer upon layer, like raging waves, like torrential rain in mountains and forests, rolling towards Mu Yan.

Mu Yan backhanded a sword, and a golden sword flashed in the sky.

But under the shadow of the sword in the sky, the sword couldn't resist even a breath, and it collapsed directly.

Mu Yan's face changed slightly.

There was a dragon groan coming from within.

A huge dragon shadow rose from behind him, condensed in the air, cyan scales, dense dragon whiskers, and hideous dragon eyes, like a real dragon soaring into the sky.

"Sky Splitting Dragon!"

Ye Wushuang was fearless, and he slashed out with another knife.

The next moment, a hundred meters of dark sword light rushed out, as if it was about to tear through the sky.

"Definitely!"

Mu Yan volleyed a little, and it seemed to contain great magical powers.

The Sky Splitting Dragon behind him had a strange glow in his eyes.

The huge sword light crossed the sky and descended in the form of splitting the sky, but with Mu Yan's decision, the trajectory seemed to be stagnating.

In an instant, it turned into a huge dark sculpture, and it was frozen in mid-air.

Like a long black bridge, it stands in the sky.

"It's useless. Ye Wushuang shouted.

Sure enough, after being fixed for a while, the sword mang regained his magical powers, and continued to slash at Mu Yan with all the momentum.

At this moment, all the air boiled like a tide.

The hundred-meter-long sword was full of unrivaled power, and the breath shook the space.

Mu Yan looked at the huge sword shadow hanging above his head and sighed, "It seems that I have to show some real skills." ”

He jerked his hand!

However, nothing has changed.

Ye Wushuang laughed wildly: "Are you poor in donkey skills, let's be my ghost under the knife, don't struggle anymore." ”

But the next moment, his eyes changed drastically.

I saw that the void behind Mu Yan gradually became distorted, as if something was about to rush out.

One after another, the sea stepped out of the void, rising from the sky and the water column, layer by layer, one by one, constantly converging.

The sea water covers the sky and the sun, like a tsunami.

Can you imagine that picture?

Mu Yan stood in the void, standing proudly against the wind.

There was a tsunami of hundreds of meters behind it, constantly climbing, and the void gap seemed to be the opening of the embankment, and the sea water was endless.

This scene is too shocking.

"Impossible, even the water realm doesn't have such a big momentum. Ye Wushuang said in a trembling voice.

Suddenly, he noticed that his body was trembling.

It seems that Ye Wushuang, who didn't know what to be afraid of since he was born, finally felt a trace of fear.

The endless waters, the tsunami that has risen to a thousand meters, the churning waves, the terrifying abyss.

Wudang Mountain is like an ocean hanging overhead, which may be submerged at any time.

On the top of the mountain, countless Wudang disciples wearing Taoist robes were shocked.

If the previous battle hadn't reached this point, but now it was like a natural disaster, and it had completely shocked them.

"Is this going to flood Wudang?" In the Wudang hall, an old man with an unfathomable aura jumped his eyelids and said slowly.

......

Mu Yan sneered, and as soon as he thought of it, the tsunami behind him rushed in, like a big hand covering the sky, covering an area of thousands of kilometers.

The 100-meter dark sword light was directly squeezed by the expanding seawater, and there was not even a breath left.

Water, since ancient times, has been the most destructive energy.

Ye Wushuang wielded the pitch-black blade, and one after another demonic qi snaked upwards like a swimming dragon.

But the huge sea water flooded the top of his head, and no matter how Ye Wushuang fought back, all the means were like mud cows entering the sea, and they had no effect.

"No!"

Ye Wushuang screamed, and was hit by a huge tsunami, and one after another shocking impacts swooped down, giving him head-on blows, endlessly.

The sea poured in, flooding everything.

Countless tourists frantically fled into the distance.

At this moment, what Zhong Lingjun is beautiful, what famous mountains and scenic spots, are swallowed by thousands of seawaters.

Only the sightseeing elevator suspended in mid-air is still making a squeaking electric sound, which seems to flow between starting and closing.

The little fat man was already dumbfounded with fright, and looked out with dull eyes.

The person who snatched his milk tea stood in the sky like a god at the moment.

At this time, Mu Yan suddenly remembered the words of General Sanmian, and he must not destroy the environment unless he has to.

"Be environmentally friendly. Mu Yan was embarrassed and hurriedly beckoned.

Suddenly, the churning sea water slowly receded.

Wudang Mountain is calm again, except for the damp earth and mountain peaks.

However, after this washing, it seems that some scenes, like mirrors, are more translucent.

On the other hand, Ye Wushuang's bones were shattered, and he was pinched in his hand by a big hand made of seawater.

Life and death are between Mu Yan's thoughts.

"You are the son of the Yan Lord?" Mu Yan said.

Ye Wushuang said weakly: "Why does everyone say that I am that person's son when they talk about me...... I really don't want to live in his shadow for the rest of my life. ”

There is a heroic father, Ye Wushuang, who has been the son of the Yan Lord since he was born, has always been unwilling in his heart, and has always wanted to prove himself.

That's why he sneaked out this time, wanting to defeat the alliance master in order to win.

It's a pity that he met Mu Yan.

Mu Yan shook his head: "You really don't know the blessings in the midst of blessings, the life of brocade clothes and food, and the company of your father, why are you unwilling?"

Ye Wushuang said excitedly: "But I want to be my own Ye Wushuang, I don't want to be said, I am the son of the Yan Lord." ”

A hint of gloom flashed in Mu Yan's eyes: "It's much better than not having a father." ”

Ye Wushuang was stunned, as if he understood something, like a deflated ball, he stopped talking.

Suddenly, he raised his head and said hatefully: "You are right, I planted it today, but my father loves me the most, and he will definitely avenge me, and I will wait for you below when the alliance is trampled by him!"

A hateful look flashed in Ye Wushuang's eyes.

"As a hostile person, you have killed so many of our compatriots, and on behalf of the Protectorate Mansion, I will sanction you!" Mu Yan said.

The giant hand was held fiercely, and Ye Wushuang didn't even scream, and turned into blood mist.

After Ye Wushuang died, a flame floated in place, as well as a pitch-black blade.

"Is that the alien fire?" Mu Yan muttered to himself.

At this time, there were violent fluctuations in his soul sea.

The Fire Owl King Fighting Spirit was struggling, as if he had seen something delicious, and was about to rush out.

Mu Yan smiled slightly, raised his palm, and an ape head as hideous as the size of a small house flew out with soaring flames!