"It's Wu Qiuming, run, run!!"

"No!

"Uh-huh!!"

Wu Qiuming's offensive exploded, and the warriors who rushed to the front were wiped out before they had time to rejoice, but in an instant, they became the souls of Wu Qiuming's subordinates, and some people didn't even let out a scream.

This sudden offensive, even Mo Yiqian was a little careless for a while, and he didn't have time to stop it.

But what is surprising is that this offensive hit the black fog, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without a trace of waves.

Wu Qiuming's face was hideous, he didn't know how long he hadn't been angry, as the number one master in the Beicang Continent, who saw him was not groveling, and who was not respectful and humble.

But today, today!!

A nameless ant not only collided with him in public, but also snatched the prey in his hands, the soul of the nine infants, the heart of the nine infants, such legendary beasts, this matter is simply a great shame for him.

"The kid hands over the soul of the nine infants, and I will keep your whole corpse. ”

Wu Qiuming gritted his teeth and spoke, and the sad autumn mood on his body was even more with wisps of murderous intent, rippling and spreading.

The martial artists who stopped around did not rush forward again, it was obvious that Wu Qiuming had reached the edge of the storm, and now they were going up to death tantamount to death, and they could only wait and see what happened.

Time passed, and time passed quietly.

Jun Yi didn't respond in the slightest, and there was silence in the black fog, and the wisps of mist were wandering, as if there was no life in it.

"Chop & Pieces..."

Wu Qiuming gritted his teeth, the changes at this time were beyond his imagination, even if he was the benchmark of the Beicang Continent, he couldn't help but burst out foul language, no matter how calm he was, he couldn't wait, and he didn't dare to wait.

On the one hand, Mo Yiqian's body was surrounded by breath, and he was restless, staring at Wu Qiuming deadly, not daring to be careless, and forcibly putting aside his worries about Jun Yi in his heart, although he didn't know what was going on, he still chose to believe.

"You're looking for death!!"

Wu Qiuming saw this anger from his heart, he could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart, and when he drank in his mouth, the whole body flickered, and he actually invaded Mo Yiqian, as his body flickered, there was a sadness in the air, the desolate autumn mood spread and rippled, and the awe-inspiring killing intent was like the god of death, and the cold was pressing.

The withered leaves are long, and sorrow comes from them.

The yellow leaves fell faintly, but when each dead leaf slipped down, the air seemed to be cut, and at that moment, a slender black vein was faintly left, only to close immediately.

As Wu Qiuming's body shuttled, there were more and more slender veins, and the surrounding space felt a little fragmented.

Seeing this, Mo Yiqian's eyes froze, the red long knife in his hand suddenly clenched, and the powerful spiritual power surged out, and then the long knife was inserted vertically, and the volley was pressed, and a scorching wave suddenly surged, sweeping away all around, and the pieces of withered yellow fallen leaves were also burned by this heat wave.

The powerful power made the onlookers feel awe-inspiring, and the aura that Mo Yiqian exuded at this time was even worse than before.

"Huh..."

At this time, a tearing sound came, and on the shore of the spreading sea of fire not far in front of Mo Yiqian, a hole was suddenly torn, and Wu Qiuming flashed with violent killing intent.

Mo Yiqian's eyes were cold, he didn't dare to be careless, the long knife in his hand pushed horizontally, the red blade flame roared, and with a wild and domineering knife momentum, it slammed away, and the knife momentum came out, and it seemed that there was only this knife mark as far as the eye could see, cutting the heaven and the earth, and the flames spreading around it suddenly cut from the middle.

The desolate autumn mood that wanders between heaven and earth also becomes warm under this flame.

"This, this man is so terrifying..."

Seeing this, the martial artists outside the arena couldn't help but exclaim, that violent flame was about to break Wu Qiuming's fate?

But at this moment, in the sky, a cool breeze hit and swept the audience, especially the sea of flames where Mo Yiqian was located, and there was a faint tendency to disperse under this breeze.

"Humph!"

Mo Yiqian felt this, his heart was alarmed, he snorted coldly in his mouth, and slashed down angrily with his backhand red blade, and the surging flames attacked like a roaring fire dragon.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a cold cheer came, the slight breeze suddenly slammed, and the wind and clouds changed in an instant, cold and sad, only to see the invisible cool breeze turned into dead leaves at this time, and the dry and jerky yellow leaves were cold with a trace of coldness.

For a while, Lao Mo's surroundings were full of cold, and countless dead trees and yellow leaves were cold to each other, like a cold flying knife, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Old drunkard, do you think that old man has a chance of winning?"

On the other side, Yu Feng whispered to the drunken madman not far away, the two stood opposite each other, their breath was gentle, and there was no trace of wanting to do it, too, the two have been friends for a hundred years, and the other party's background is probably a little bit understood, and it is not possible to solve it at this time if they want to win or lose.

"Wu Qiuming is very strong, and this old man is not an ordinary person. ”

The drunken man snorted coldly in his mouth, although he had no bottom in his heart, he couldn't weaken his momentum in words.

"Old drunkard, old drunkard, why do you do this, as long as you change your mind now, I..."

Seeing this, Yu Feng naturally knew that the drunken madness was hard-mouthed, and then sighed slightly, wanting to open his mouth to persuade.

"Shut up!"

Before Yu Feng finished speaking, the drunken madness interrupted it with a low roar, and at the same time, a wisp of killing intent spread, and he sneered: "Originally, I thought you were decent, but I didn't expect that you still deserve to be the first in the world when it comes to not being cheeky." ”

"You ......"

"Humph!"

Yu Feng was immediately annoyed when he heard this, but the drunken madness snorted coldly, and he was in a happy mood, and then the eyes of the two were attracted by the battle in the field, and they had no time to fight.

In the sea of fire, Mo Yiqian's eyes moved when he saw this, and his big hand slammed into the red knife fire blade, his face was expressionless, and then he wiped it fiercely, blood splashed, and the crimson blood was extremely dazzling, which made people's hearts chill.

"Burn!"

When the blood was splashed, Mo Yiqian drank in his mouth, the momentum on his body rose again, and the drops of blood scattered in the air exploded, like adding fuel to the fire, the temperature rose, and a wall of flames was built around Mo Yiqian's body.

At the same time, the yellow leaves in the sky also attacked Mo Yiqian, and the sound of tearing in the air was like a bloodthirsty scream.

Under the gaze of everyone, Huang Ye directly pierced through the sea of fire without the slightest accident, and the killing intent was everywhere, but Mo Yiqian didn't seem to see it and was indifferent, just when everyone was gloating and amazed, the next moment his expression froze on his face.

I saw that when the Dao Yellow Leaf was about to pierce into Mo Yiqian's body, it began to melt strangely, until all of them were scattered into ashes in front of Mo Yiqian, and such a wild offensive did not even damage Mo Yiqian's clothes in the slightest.

"Die!!"

At this time, a cold voice came, and he was shocked to see Wu Qiuming attacking with a sword, turning into a leaf, and he had arrived not far from Mo Yiqian.

The autumn water is swinging, and the killing machine is buried step by step.

Wu Qiuming's sword came in a blink of an eye, and it spread with a thick mist, and in a blink of an eye, it was like a rainy autumn rain in the surrounding sky, and the powerful energy spread, and the ripples in the surrounding sky swayed violently.

Where fate comes, where people are.

"Arrogance!"

Mo Yiqian drank loudly, there was not the slightest cowardice in his eyes, the red blade in his hand shook, and the flames in the surrounding sky suddenly trembled, and they condensed, and a bloody fire blade stabbed straight away.

In the blink of an eye, the sword and fire blades collided and touched together, and at this moment, the entire space moved, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

"Boom!"

But before the power of the two exploded, a majestic majesty suddenly came.

This sudden power directly lifted Wu Qiuming and Mo Yiqian away, and even the offensive of the two was awe-inspiring and dissipated, and all the martial artists in the entire Wuyi City trembled at this moment.

The two flew out upside down, and all the warriors looked shocked, their eyes converged, staring at the black mist of the ruins.

Even if it is unbelievable, this terrifying power does come from the black mist, and Jun Yi is the only one in it...

The black fog surging in the ruins, the wind and clouds changed drastically, and the black clouds above the sky seemed to destroy all the Wuyi City, and a dull sense of depression shrouded in the hearts of everyone.

"Ah!!h

Suddenly, a fierce and painful roar came from the black mist, which shocked people's hearts, but Yue Zhiyu and Yue Ningyan were jade hands clenched, delicate lips were pale, and their faces were worried and solemn.

As the sound came, the black mist in the ruins vibrated and spread out in all directions, gradually revealing the scene within.

I saw Jun Yi's wheelchair shattered, the whole person spread his limbs, floating up, as if something was pulling his body, his face was hideous, as if he was in great pain, and his white clothes had been dyed blood, which was shocking.

And the Nine Babies were gone, leaving only the thick smell of blood in the air to show the fact that he had existed.

"Boom! boom!"

Above the black clouds, rolling thunder roared and roared, as if venting endless anger.

"Hmm!!"

Jun Yi's whole body trembled, and he only felt that the muscles on his body and the meridians in his body were spasming incessantly, as if every inch of flesh and blood and every hair were emitting intense pain.

"Small smash. ”

Wu Qiuming roared in his mouth, looking at Jun Yi's appearance with indescribable joy, while Mo Yiqian was worried and anxious.

"Snort... Laugh at... Whoa......"

At this moment, a strange sound of metal friction and vibration came, which seemed to flow in everyone's hearts, making people's scalps tingle.

"That's... What's that?"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation in the crowd, only to see iron chains as thick as arms slowly emerge, the iron chains were cold and cold, and the chill on them even made people dare not use their divine thoughts to snoop.

At the moment when the iron chain completely revealed its true face, everyone found that there were nine iron chains, and they were all pierced in Jun Yi's body, one for each limb and head, and four more in the body, this iron chain was like a shackle on his body, heavy and painful, and what was even more amazing was that the end of the nine iron chains went straight into the black clouds of the sky.

"Is this the Heavenly Dao shackles that have been imposed on me..."

Jun Yi ignored the blood on his face, felt the pain in his body, and muttered to himself, but there was indescribable excitement and bloodlust in his eyes.