As Mahal approached, the gates slammed shut with a clattering sound.

In the night, it pierced like a needle in Mahal's eyes.

The gloomy face spread throughout his body as a breath of cold air entered his body, and Mehal calmed down.

It would be strange to say that the Guy family had set up a net of heaven and earth earlier, and let him have traces to drill.

"No Way Out"

Mahal glanced at the towering walls, and his eyes flashed with thought.

The figure galloped forward to the foot of the city wall.

Looking at the city wall made of black earth and rocks, Mehal didn't think about it, and the long sword infused with fighting spirit gently pierced into the city wall.

With a shock under his feet, his body jumped up, twisted, and landed lightly on the long sword.

The long sword was sharp and straight, but sometimes loose and sometimes collapsed, some unstable and some shaky, obviously some could not bear the weight of a person.

Mehal's eyes flashed, he choked on his sword, stood up violently, stepped on the city with his legs, and ran up.

When he was not supported, he snorted, and then inserted the long sword into it again, and his body bounced and squatted, standing firmly on the blade of the sword, and stopped for a while.

"Feasible!"

This worked, and Mehal looked up as the towering walls were ready to draw his sword again.

"Crackling!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of rolling muffled thunder from above the sky, as if the world was destroyed!

The dark clouds rolled in the sky, and then darkness fell.

Mehal looked up and saw that in the sky, dark clouds covered the pressure, and a thunderous giant hand manifested out of thin air, covering hundreds of zhang, and the palm lines were clear and distinct, visible to the naked eye. The golden light arc is brilliant and bursting.

Covering the sky and the sun, the thunder palm shook the heavens and the earth, and the vitality of the heaven and earth was turbulent, with this palm, it was like cutting the waves, bringing the sound of rolling noise, and it slapped down towards the city and Mehar below.

Even Maihar, who had been slaughtered by the White Dragon Dao Monarch back then, looked at this scene from afar, and couldn't help but feel a monstrous horror in his heart, and the waves crashed on the shore.

The power of this palm is like an ant that can't resist in the face of a vast giant, and some are only terrified and afraid of death.

Perhaps this palm, even if the sky and the earth are vast, will be eclipsed in front of it.

The thunder palm fell, and the world of thunder and lightning shrouded the sky, and Mehal was in the middle of it and was stunned.

The only sound left in his ears was the sound of thunder arc rushing, and the earth-shattering sound of Peng, the tinnitus buzzed violently, and the thunder palm slapped down.

Mahal was full of tearing pain, the pain of cracking bones, but he didn't dig into his heart.

The warm heat energy in the body flowed through the whole body, and the pain gradually disappeared.

Mehal staggered to his feet, his eyes on the remnants of the ashes that had touched the ground on all fours, and the pain in the stone diaphragm between his chest and abdomen came from his eyes.

"Just now, the Thunder Palm was just an illusion created by a certain master, and I was immersed in the illusion for too long, and the long sword couldn't support it and fell. Mahal muttered, a cold glint in his eyes, and suddenly turned his head to look straight up at the top of the wall, out of reach, but Mahal still seemed to collide with a pair of cold eyes that were also looking at him, and the void was silent.

"Meh's remnant, keep running, keep running!"

Aaron's hoarse shout came from the horse's hooves, like a death scythe.

It's closer!

The murderous aura tightly suppressed around Aaron is also getting heavier and thicker!

"Let's go!"

Mehal looked at each other for only a split second, his figure flickering, and he turned and rushed along the wall into the distance.

In Aaron's eyes, even if Mahal's pace is fantastic, comparable to the speed of a horse, he will eventually run out of strength.

And he, Aaron, suppressed a murderous aura and did not set out to chase and fight, in order to carry out a blowout kill after suppression, and the sublimation of the heart of Shinto after suppression can completely stabilize the stable period after the ninefold breakthrough of spirit refining.

But Mahal was far from so weak!

A drop of Soul Refining Eightfold Mid-Stage Master Essence Blood in his body was endless, for Mehal to run and consume.

As long as Mehal maintains his speed, he can stay out of Aaron's spear throwing range.

In a short period of time, you can safely escape into the mountains and forests around the city, and it is even more difficult to hide in it and try to search for it.

However, Maihar must not be like a lost dog, trying to survive and hide in the mountains and forests like a lost dog!

As he galloped, Mehal glanced up at the invisible dome of the city wall, and once again touched the cold eyes.

"What a guy house!"

The murderous aura in Mehal's eyes was boiling, and he couldn't wait to turn around and kill with a boiling killing intent.

"Buzz!"

Just as Mehal was running with all his might, the seven mysterious star veins that were originally flowing smoothly in his body stagnated. Mahal paused, and the pain in the diaphragm between his chest and abdomen came violently, and the pain gradually heated up.

"It's the inheritance of Shiraishi!"

Shocked, Mahal immediately took out the inheritance white stone and looked at it under the black clothes.

At this time, the white stone is surrounded by bursts of starry light, which is really like the stars above the dark night sky, strange and dreamy.

In amazement, Mahal's mind professed.

"Boom!"

A loud noise was heard, alternating between reality and illusion.

The darkness descends, and the darkness enters the ink.

The darkness of the long painting extends and expands, stretching through the division of heaven and earth, and the white stone turns into the only star in the sky.

In the dimness, sprinkle a little starlight.

The scene is familiar, and the vague figure holding the sword is still standing still.

The figure of Mahal appeared, staring silently, which was a little different from before.

As time passed, a faint starlight gradually appeared in the body of the sword-wielding figure, spreading clear starlight lines, dim and not dazzling.

"Is this?" said McHal.

The starlight patterns displayed in the body of the figure in front of him gradually turned into seven mysterious star veins and eight open holes.

The Star Killing Bucket is circulating around the sky, and in the cycle, it is surging and poured into the long sword.

"Starlight Streamer!"

The sound of illusory untruth, transmitted from ancient times, broke into reality.

Blurred figures, blurred swords suddenly raised!

"Ahh

McHal suddenly opened his eyes, and a strong monstrous murderous intent erupted in his eyes, and in the middle of his turn, he rushed towards Aaron, who was already approaching!

"Don't run away? want to burn all the jade? ridiculous. ”

The corners of his mouth mocked, and Aaron held his long sword and looked coldly at Mahal, who was madly rushing towards him.

"Starlight Streamer!"

Mahal snorted coldly, overlapping blurred shadows, and his sword was raised.

The long sword in the sky, the faint starry light is overflowing. As if a streamer cut through the sky, the sword light of Xinghua soared into the sky.

The wind and clouds were reversed, and the sword qi in the sky was vertical and horizontal from the Xinghua sword light, and the sword shadow was phantom, killing Aaron.

"Ridiculous swordsmanship!"

Aaron taunted even more, the power and momentum of this sword were not strong, but like a meteor breaking through the sky, the speed was amazing.

Quick sword skills in the Soldier Killing Technique!

"Boom!!"

The spear swept, and the majestic vitality roared into the revolt, and the energy exploded, setting off a shocking wave like a mountain and a sea and swept towards Mehal.

"Poof!"

The figures are staggered, and the blood is scattered across the sky.

The two solidified figures were silent for four fields, and only the rich blood in the night wind drifted away with the wind

Assassin, Poet, Dusk, Jun Ruo thank you for the tip.