Chapter 479 0479 This is despair

The Six Realms follower felt the flying sword that Yan Mingyue had sacrificed, he didn't turn around, he didn't even turn his head, he just raised his hand and swung a punch.

A huge purple-red fist shadow appeared out of thin air and met Yan Mingyue's flying sword, and the golden heavy sword was like a golden carp that hit the reef, and it was instantly bounced out.

Yan Mingyue's handsome face flushed, the blood in his chest and abdomen surged, the life sword was connected to his divine soul, and the shock force brought by the violent impact made him suffer no light or serious internal injuries.

This is the gap between the Six Realms and the Five Realms!

After punching Feiyan Mingyue's flying sword, the Six Realms follower came behind Mu Yang in a few steps, and the Xingyuan in his body had been raised to the peak, and he threw another punch at the young man who was facing away from him a few meters away.

A simple and straightforward punch without any bells and whistles.

When he made a move, there was a thunderous sound, as if the entire space was about to collapse. With the body of the follower of the Six Realms as the center, a purple-red thunder suddenly appeared between the surrounding heaven and earth, and the hard stone ground could not withstand this violent fist, and it shattered like a spider's web in a burst of clicks.

Many of the fleeing guests were attracted by the power of this punch and looked sideways, and the shock in their eyes became even stronger.

The powerhouses of the Six Realms, placed in any sect in Kaiyang City, are all big people who shock the party, and they can't imagine that they will follow the public and lose the net!

Mu Yang didn't look back, his eyes had already opened, staring intently at the coral shield armor in front of him. The runes on the shield armor have all been completed, and as long as the last two runes are hooked together, forty-nine rune arrows will be fired at the same time.

The direction of the inlaid arrow can be adjusted slightly, and Muyang has already been adjusted when the arrow is installed.

The wind brought up by the Six Realms Boxers smashed down from behind him like a mountain, Muyang's clothes were blown up, and his hair fluttered in the wind, but he still didn't dodge, and he didn't even turn his head.

Because he can't hide at all, because he doesn't have to.

Just when the fist of the Six Realms Boxer was less than a meter away from Mu Yang, a sudden sound of a break sounded not far away, and a purple-gold spear suddenly appeared behind Mu Yang and met the boxer's iron fist.

The terrifying power generated by the collision of stars and elements shook the entire hall.

The Six Realms Boxer rubbed the soles of his feet against the ground in the collision and retreated straight backwards for seven or eight meters before he stood firm, and a look of horror welled up in his lowered eyes.

"Six Realms!"

"Damn, you've lost all the faces of the powerhouses of the Six Realms!Come on, let Lao Tzu stab you to death with one shot!"

Donghuang stood sideways with a gun, stopping behind Mu Yang, his blue hair was windless, his resolute face was full of disdain, and his burly body was fierce and strong, like an unshakable iron pair.

The Six Realms Boxer sneered, swung his fist and attacked, Donghuang strode forward, raised his gun accordingly, for a while, countless guns and fists flew in the hall, and the two collided hundreds of times in less than two breaths, and after a collision, the Six Realms Boxer suddenly turned around, leaving a remnant image in the air and swept away the hall.

"If you have the guts, follow me!"

"What do you dream about?"

The Eastern Emperor roared angrily, and the Xingyuan under his feet surged, and chased after the Six Realms Boxer.

At this time, Gong Yijing's followers had already launched a full-scale attack, three assassins of the Five Realms and One Rank pounced on Mu Yang with daggers in their hands, two Sword Cultivators of the Five Realms and Five Grades rushed towards Yan Mingyue in front of the window, and several Four Realm cultivators stopped in front of Aoki Knife and a few people.

A crystal sword flew out in front of the silent artesian sand.

It gently slashed open the lower abdomen of a follower of the Four Realms who had just jumped up, slit the throat of an assassin who tried to sneak up on the steel baby, and then circled around Mu Yang's body, and the three assassins of the Five Realms and One Rank clutched their wrists and screamed miserably. On the ground, there were three more severed hands holding daggers.

There was no expression on Quicksand's cold face, she controlled the natal flying sword, like mowing grass, casually harvesting the life of a follower, and in just a moment, there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground.

Gong Yijing's whole body stiffened in fright, and he was stunned on the spot.

From the moment he shouted the word 'kill', to the time when more than 20 followers were all beheaded to the ground, less than ten breaths passed before and after.

Gong Yijing didn't expect his last killing move to be simply cracked and destroyed.

As the most scheming elder of the Gong Yi family, his prudence is far beyond comparison.

Mu Yang's talent brought him a great shock, and the power behind it also made him deeply jealous, and he was ready to kill Mu Yang before the battle of the armor imperial art.

This kind of genius boy will never allow him to continue to grow, even if he pays a heavy price, he will strangle it in the cradle.

In the end, Muyang's eight strokes moved in unison, which strengthened his determination.

It's just that he didn't expect that there were so many strong people hidden around Mu Yang, and the burly man who wiped the table was actually a master of the Six Realms!

The handsome young man standing in front of the window seemed to be constantly watching the every move of his men, otherwise it would never have been possible to draw his sword in such a short time.

What shocked him the most was the young woman who was as cold as ice and beautiful like the goddess in the painting.

Her transparent ice sword broke through the air silently, and she didn't even blink her eyes when she killed, and even the follower of the Five Realms and Eight Grades who had the highest cultivation was cut open in the throat before she could make a move.

Finished.

The public loses net and knows that he is finished.

He was meticulous and strategic, but in the end he found that all his calculations did not seem to escape the eyes of the young man opposite.

Syllable.

Gong Zhijing's arm hung down, and the Xingyuan pen fell to the ground.

He is a Five Realms Soul Master, and he is not without the strength to fight back in this situation, but his intuition reminds him that it is impossible for Muyang to give him a chance to make a move.

The chanting of the spell took time, and the little crystal sword was enough to slit his throat before he could open his mouth to chant the spell.

Gong Wu resigned himself to his fate, and he finally realized what it means to be desperate.

If he doesn't make a move, it doesn't mean that Jiang Liao is also slaughtered.

Seeing the followers of the sneak attack die one after another, his lips moved slightly, and more than a dozen fiery shields appeared around his body at the same time, protecting his whole body.

A low chant of incantations sounded quietly. This is the most powerful fifth-level soul spell in the fire soul technique, the Geocentric Flame Explosion Technique.

He believed that as long as he could complete this spell, he would definitely be able to kill Muyang with one blow, so in order not to be discovered, he deliberately lowered his head, and lowered his voice as much as possible with his face.

The time of chanting the spell was very fast, and there were only the last dozen or so of the two hundred and forty-three notes left, and it only took half a breath to complete, but just when Jiang Liao excitedly wanted to look up to see the reaction on the other side, the air in front of him suddenly shook rapidly, and then the humming sound of the bowstring vibrating came into his ears.

Forty-nine sharp arrows, like forty-nine falling meteors, broke through the sky in the afterglow of Jiang Liao's eyes......