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Originally, the Flame Wheel of Hatred was aimed at Xu Yang with a sharp blade. But now, after Xu Yang's holy sword was moved, it deflected at a slight angle, and it flipped upwards suddenly, and the blunt face of the wheel blade slapped down on Xu Yang.

This change was really unexpected by the kings of the Mo clan, and they couldn't believe that Xu Yang was able to make such a subtle strain between lightning and flint.

Under Mo Shanqing's mental power control, there would not be much deviation from the flight trajectory of the Hatred Yan Wheel, but he couldn't control this subtle change in the blade and blunt surface.

"Hmph, anyway, I just need to make sure that the Flame Wheel can hit the target, it's enough. Whether it is a sharp blade or a blunt face hit, Xu Yang will definitely die. Mo Shanqing said.

"That's right," said the Fifth Ancestor of the Mo Family, "Xu Yang is just using the power of the Holy Sword, and the defense of his body is not strong. Coupled with the attack of the six great princes such as us, even if it is just a collision, it is enough to kill him!"

It's too late, it's fast, and Xu Yang has already been imprinted on his chest by the Anger Wheel. A fierce fire poison force invaded Xu Yang's body.

A hint of determination flashed in Xu Yang's eyes, and he muttered with some pleasure: "Come on...... I'm going to use your strength!"

"Fire Extreme True Body!"

"Great Ri Qianyuan Sword, the third form - all burned!"

Xu Yang was full of surging firepower, and his whole person had turned into a burning fire man. I saw that Xu Yang took advantage of the boosting power of the Hatred Flame Wheel, held the Qianyuan Holy Sword in his hand, and shot in the direction of Luo Baishui.

At this moment, Luo Baishui's blue-black law body was only ten zhang in size, and he knelt on one knee, set up his long knife, and struggled to resist the huge palm that fell from the sky.

"Master, disciple is here to help you. ”

A sound came into his ears, and then a red light and burning flame Xu Yang rushed into the huge palm. Then, Luo Baishui heard a wild roar: "Burn!"

The surging fire and extreme mystical power exploded. This blow was not only Xu Yang's holy sword swordsmanship, but also borrowed the combined power of the kings of the Mo clan, and it was incredibly powerful.

What a character Luo Baishui is, he has experienced a hundred battles and has a strong ability to grasp fighters. For a moment, he felt the loosening of the icon's palm, and immediately became powerful.

"A Thousand Blades Break the Sky!"

A long rainbow rose into the sky. In the long rainbow, there were a series of poignant and beautiful arcs, which slashed on the palm of the icon repeatedly. The huge icon palm rumbled backwards into the sky.

However, Xu Yang condensed the power of the kings and cast the Burning Sword Style. The final power is just a moment!

The rumbling sound resounded through the clouds, and in the repeated explosions, a tragic artistic conception of death and lifelessness and jade burning spread.

Luo Baishui narrowed his eyes and exclaimed, "Good boy!" He is an invincible Xuan King, and his spiritual sense is keen. In an instant, the ominousness was sensed.

The explosion finally stopped, and one of the fingers of the icon's palm was broken, and the rest of the place was also left with deep and shallow scratches. Soon, it retracted into the sky and vanished.

"Ancestral Icon!" Desert Yuan's heart was shocked and frightened, in his heart. The invincible ancestral icon was actually damaged, which made him die a hundred times.

"No offspring...... Guilty!" Desert Yuan's voice was terrible, and he could not escape the blame for the damage of the ancestral icon.

Luo Baishui swept away the smoke of the explosion with a palm, and saw Xu Yang, who was in tattered clothes and had a pale face. This game on earth. The cynical evil king was instantly stunned.

There was a huge explosion on the ground, and a huge crater with a diameter of ten zhang was blown out. Xu Yang's body was in the center of the pit. His face was pale. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be breathless.

Suddenly, in Luo Baishui's mind, there were scenes of memories like lightning and fire.

Canglan Mansion is among the eight poles of the bamboo building.

A stubborn young man, under the pressure of the king like the abyss and the sea, tried to stand up straight, and his eyes were full of unyielding.

"Do you want to worship the teacher?"

"Don't worship!"

"Hahahaha, yes, the good disciple is very good, if you can't stand the coercion of Lao Tzu and admit to the apprentice, Lao Tzu won't accept it! Hmph, I'm Luo Baishui, half my life, how can I accept a cowardly apprentice? But now...... You good boy, Lao Tzu, oh no, you have to accept it for the teacher!"

Canglan Mansion Martial Arts Arena.

"Elder Luo, you can't receive disciples, and you can't rob them. ”

"It's the first time I've heard of the Master's words......"

In the ridicule of the elders of the Xuan King, the stubborn young man stepped forward: "The two deputy courtyard masters, the elders are Mingjian, the students have admired Elder Luo for a long time, and they took the initiative to apprentice that day, but Elder Luo was strict in accepting apprentices, so he set the date for the March inspection......"

The seventh layer of the Demon Abyss, the Demon Suppression Platform.

Luo Baishui was trapped by the Hades Clan, and on an open sound transmission array, a handsome young phantom said in a firm tone: "Master, the disciple has come to the sixth layer, please tell the disciple the location." Otherwise, the disciple will definitely look around in the Demon Abyss until he finds the master!"

I don't know when, Luo Baishui's eyes were a little blurry. He looked up to the sky and roared, a tear-jerking pathetic mood, enveloping a radius of thousands of feet.

Hearing Luo Baishui's long howl like an old wolf losing its cubs, the kings of the Mo clan were shocked.

Desert Yuan was slightly stunned: "That kid ...... Dead?"

Moshan Qing was overjoyed: "He must be dead, gather the power of our six princes and princes, even if he has a body made of pure gold, he can't bear it." Haha, my Mo family has removed a big trouble!"

Mo Huayuan glared at Mo Shanqing coldly: "Stupid!"

Mo Shanqing ate the reprimand of the ancestor, like falling into the fog for five miles. The second ancestor of the Mo family next to him said in a low voice: "You really did a bad job in this matter. Xu Yang is so talented, if you choose to fund him and admit him to the Mo family when he is emerging to the top, what will be the situation of my Haiyun Mo clan? How can it be that now, the six ancestors are killed, and the ancestral statues are destroyed? Unfortunately, after we learn about Xu Yang's deeds, hatred has been deeply sown, and it has become an endless situation......

Desert Huayuan waved his hand to stop the words of the second ancestor of the Mo family: "Second brother, it's too late to say anything now, since I have made a choice, my Mo family will never regret it." Now it's time to wrap up, although Xu Yang is dead, the secrets on his body are enough to make up for the loss of my Mo family. ”

"What about Luo Baishui?" said the second ancestor of the Mo family.

"He will never retreat against the ancestral icon, we will go straight to it. If he dares to stop us from snatching Xu Yang's relics......" A sharp light flashed in the desertification round's eyes, "Don't kill it." ”

Suddenly, Luo Baishui's breath became extremely distant and ethereal, almost going away with the wind. The blue-black Wind Demon Domain, split in two, hovered in the void.