The Emperor is dead?

Zhang Ying, Zhao Qing, Zhao Ming and others looked at Emperor Heng's eyes that were gradually losing their lustre, and suddenly felt relieved.

It seemed that a boulder had fallen to the ground, and everyone's eyes were focused on Meng Xie again.

Allowing Emperor Heng's corpse to be paralyzed, Meng Xie spread out his palm, and two green rays flew back into his hands.

Hovering in the palm of his hand a few times, Qingmang swooped into it and disappeared.

Looking down at Emperor Heng lying on the ground, Meng Xie let out a sigh of relief and looked up at the clear sky.

At this moment, the heavy snow has long stopped.

The blue sky is like a wash, the blue sky is as pure as freshly washed blue satin, smooth and shining.

Meng Xie couldn't figure it out, whether it was the dragon soul or the throne, it was really so crazy, giving his life for these things outside his body?

Perhaps, he will never find the answer in his life.

In the sky, the battle between Mu Tianzong and Dong Ning was in full swing, and one after another pitch-black cracks cracked around the two.

Yunxi, who was pressing on the side, was paying attention to Mu Tianzong's attack most of the time.

Sometimes, though, he keeps an eye out of his eye for what's going on below.

Of course, the battle between Emperor Heng and Meng Xie had already been discovered by him.

However, in his heart, no matter who these two people died, it would be the most beneficial for Feiyun Palace.

But in his heart, Yunxi is not optimistic about Meng Xie, after all, the gap in strength is there.

However, when Meng Xie killed Emperor Heng with one punch, Yunxi's eyes widened, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of others.

Dragon Soul must be the reason for Dragon Soul!

If you want to get the dragon soul, you must first kill this old guy Mu Tianzong!

In an instant, Yunxi made a decision in his heart!

I saw that his hands behind his back suddenly clenched weakly, and his fingers were bruised.

A ball of blue vitality suddenly appeared.

The air mass spun rapidly, constantly engulfing the surrounding vitality into it, and it also made a slight low whistling sound.

In the blink of an eye, the air mass became almost the size of a leather ball, and a faint blue light appeared and disappeared.

Although his hands kept moving, Yunxi still looked like a light breeze on the surface, and watched Mu Tianzong and Dongning fight with a smile.

And all of Yunxi's actions were all in full view of Meng Xie below, and he secretly scolded the other party in his heart for being shameless!

"Mu Lao, be careful!"

Meng Xie pointed at Yunxi with his finger and shouted at the sky, regardless of whether Mu Lao could hear it or not!

The sudden shout made Yunxi's preparation almost fall short, and his eyes swept over Meng Xie below, secretly hating.

Yunxi hid his hands behind him and suddenly stretched out!

The blue air mass, as if controlled by someone, flew straight towards Mu Tianzong.

For Meng Xie's reminder and actions just now, Mu Tianzong clearly captured it.

Before he could make any moves, Yunxi's side had already made a move.

The air mass that seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact, it only took one breath to appear not far in front of Mu Tianzong.

"Not good, thunder in the clouds!"

With an exclamation in his heart, Mu Tianzong was extremely familiar with the cloud thunder in front of him, and he didn't dare to be careless.

Thunder in the clouds is a well-known martial art of the Feiyun Palace, and only the disciples of the sect master can cultivate it.

And Yunxi, who happened to be the son of the previous head, was naturally qualified to cultivate this martial art.

The thunder in the clouds itself is also a high-grade martial art, and its power is not trivial.

Back then, Mu Tianzong was in the ring and almost died under the thunder in the clouds, and he still remembered this martial art vividly.

Mu Tianzong wanted to dodge, but at this time, Dongning's earth-shattering sword was already approaching.

In desperation, Mu Tianzong could only resist!

"Boom!~"

The thunder in the clouds and the earth-shattering sword hit Mu Tianzong at the same time, bursting out with dazzling light, illuminating half of the sky.

The light dissipated, Mu Tianzong was embarrassed, his left arm disappeared, and there was a sword mark on his chest that was deep and bone-deep, and blood gushed out from the wound.

"Dongning, this old guy is handed over to you!"

Yunxi threw down this sentence, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

Dongning nodded, looking at Mu Tianzong, who was seriously injured, his eyes overflowing with murderous intent.

When Yunxi reappeared, his eyes were standing on the square of the Taihe Palace, only a few steps away from Meng Xie!

"Boy, hand over the dragon soul!"

Yunxi discussed lightly, but with a look in his eyes that could not be refused, he stretched out his right hand towards Meng Xie!

A powerful suction force suddenly appeared, making Meng Xie unable to move at all, and his feet stepped on the ground hard.

Two deep ravines appeared, and Meng Xie's footsteps approached Yunxi little by little!

"Meng Xie!"

Seeing Meng Xie's crisis, Zhang Ying flew over, flipped her palm, and a snow-bright dagger appeared, piercing directly into Yunxi's heart.

For Zhang Ying's attack, Yunxi glanced at it casually, let out a cold snort from his mouth, and waved his left hand.

A huge force flew towards Zhang Ying in the air, knocking her away in an instant!

Zhang Ying flew out upside down, fell heavily to the ground, and didn't get up for half a day.

Meng Xie saw everything in his eyes, worried about Zhang Ying's injury, but he couldn't get rid of Yunxi's suction at all.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared between Meng Xie and Yunxi.

This person is Mu Tianzong in the sky!

Mu Tianzong's left arm disappeared, the wound was scorched black, no blood flowed out, and his right arm was raised high and slashed hard.

"Huh!"

The connection between Meng Xie and Yunxi was cut off in an instant, and Meng Xie regained his freedom, and hurriedly stepped forward a few steps to help Zhang Ying on the ground up.

"How is it?" Meng Xie asked with a concerned expression.

Zhang Ying shook her head, her face was pale, and a wisp of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.

Finding that Zhang Ying's injuries were not serious, Meng Xie relieved his heart.

At this time, Mu Tianzong yelled at Meng Ru and Fang Lao!

"Mengru!

Mengru, who was fighting with Xu Yangwen inextricably, was shocked in his heart, noticed the situation in the field, attacked with all his strength, and retreated behind Mu Tianzong with Fang Lao.

"Mengru, take them away!"

Mu Jiatian stared at Dongning, who had already appeared beside Yunxi, and didn't care about his injury, so he ordered Mengru.

The situation in the Taihe Hall has changed several times, and Mengru knows that today's events are completely unexpected.

At the moment, it is no longer up to him to call the shots, and he must report it to the sect as soon as possible.

Nodding, Mengru said that he was ready.

Mu Tianzong stared at Yunxi and the others, and slashed down with his big hand more than a foot away.

I saw a spatial crack more than two feet high, and in the pitch-black space, white light flashed from time to time, which looked palpitating.

"Let's go! I'll hold them back!"

Mu Tian didn't look at Mengru even if he didn't look at it, and roared loudly!

Meng Ru nodded, looked at Meng Xie and Zhang Ying behind him, and said, "I'll go in first, stabilize the space, and you guys will come in later!"

Meng Xie also knew the severity, and quickly nodded.

Meng Ru strode into the spatial crack, and Fang Lao followed, and the other two disciples also got into it at Meng Xie's signal.

Waiting for Zhao Ming and them to also enter the spatial crack, Meng Xie looked at the last person, Zhao Qing. (To be continued.) )