The moment Mei Zihua's words fell, the coercion of the will to kill instantly bloomed on him, but it wasn't over yet.

When the bloody light that symbolized killing spread out on the surface of the lake, there was a cyan light blooming on his body, and the majestic vitality kept surging on the plum painting.

"Will to Live!"

Feng Yueyu and the others' faces changed slightly, and even Si Xueyi's eyes flashed with different colors.

Life blooms in killing, flowers fall and die is also beautiful, and the three of Feng Yueyu also understand what this sentence means at this moment.

Feng Yueyu groaned, "No wonder you are in Canglan Academy, you can hide the blood so well. ”

Meizi was noncommittal, and only said lightly: "I should be enough for one person, right?" ”

His expression was indifferent, and just looking at it brought a strong oppressive force to people.

"Brother Xueyi, I'll meet him, I'm not afraid of him!"

Fu Hongyao didn't wait for a few people to speak, he took the lead with the Heavenly Death Spear and ran towards the plum painting on the water.

Mei Zihua's expression remained unchanged, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the will to live on his body shone with a dazzling brilliance.

The five long scrolls hovering behind him also changed at this time, depicting countless plum blossom petals spitting out the mouths of those dying people with only outlines.

Thundered!

The petals surged out like a fountain, and then these petals rushed towards Fu Hongyao, who was rushing towards him, along with the right hand drawn by Meizi.

Fu Hongyao jumped up in the air, and the Heavenly Corpse wrapped in a white cloth in his hand spun, knocking all these petals away.

Boom!

The dense petals struck the spear with a piercing sonorous sound that was as deafening as thunder.

Fu Hongyao was directly shocked down, and she took several steps back on the water before she stood firm, a solemn look flashed in her eyes, and she dragged the Heavenly Death Gun to rush over again.

"Falling flowers dance!"

The plum painting waved his hand casually, and the petals in the sky danced with it, and these petals seemed to be a majestic formation.

Fu Hongyao was trapped in it, and it was difficult to get close to Meizihua, but there were many bloody wounds cut by flower petals on his body.

"What a powerful True Yuan!"

Si Xueyi and the three of them were secretly shocked in their hearts, these petals were condensed by the true yuan, and then blessed by the two great martial arts wills.

If it is an ordinary Tiandan, Mei Zihua is afraid that he doesn't even need to raise his hand, and he can be killed with a single look.

Fu Hongyao's expression was solemn, she gritted her teeth and did not retreat, and forced her to kill in front of Mei Zihua with the petals in the sky.

"Suffer death, you wicked man!"

Fu Hongyao let out an angry shout, she sacrificed the power of the mad god, and swept out the heavenly corpse in her hand.

The force of this blow was terrifying, the air was squeezed out, and ripples were visible to the naked eye in the void.

Even if it's a pagoda, this blow can cut it off.

With one hand behind his back, he shook the spear back with a gentle push of his left forearm.

Airplanes!

The majestic force came back, and the Heavenly Death Spear almost came out of his hand, Fu Hongyao's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly changed his position and waved it again.

"The angle is good, but it's a pity that the strength is a little worse."

The plum painting was still one hand, and it easily blocked the blow.

Bang bang bang!

After changing like this three times, Mei Zihua raised his eyes, the plum blossoms on his head withered, and he slapped it out directly.

Rumble!

In the earth-shattering bang, the Heavenly Death Spear in Fu Hongyao's hand was directly shaken out, like a flash of lightning flying across the lake, inserted into the land on the shore and trembling.

Fu Hongyao let out an angry shout, blue flames burned in his eyes, and he directly hit it with his bare hands.

The body of a mad god?

Meizi's face changed slightly until this moment, and the hand behind her back finally came out.

Bang bang bang!

He was surrounded by the star color that symbolized the Seven Stars Heavenly Pill, and his hands kept waving, and he was forced to follow the immeasurable madness of the sea.

The two fought extremely fiercely, and from beginning to end, Mei Zihua did not take half a step back.

Not only that, but even the lake under his feet is not moving, like a thousand-year-old well, condensing endless years.

"Fury of the Mad God!"

Fu Hongyao was completely furious, and her beautiful and flawless little face showed an unprecedented hideous color.

The blue flames in his eyes also turned scarlet little by little.

Thundered!

Behind her, there was an extremely majestic phantom blooming, as if a mad god had really descended on the world, sending out a shocking wrath of God.

"Wrath of mortals!"

Mei Zihua confronted each other and let out an angry shout, his handsome expression also became extremely hideous, and the smile hooked at the corner of his mouth made people shudder.

Wow!

The blood-colored mist flowing on the surface of the lake also surged behind Meizi's painting, condensing into a majestic figure.

Roar!

Along with the roar of the plum painting, the humanoid silhouette in the scroll behind him also let out a terrible and sharp roar.

The roar, as if it came from hell, instantly overshadowed Fu Hongyao's voice.

Fu Hongyao had never seen such a battle, and before he could really fight, he was a little frightened, and his figure couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the flames in his eyes that were about to transform into blood-colored ones degenerated into blue little by little.

"Little Red Medicine!"

Duanmuxi was immediately anxious, she pinched the small fan, and her figure leaned out like the wind.

Whew!

In an instant, the wind of this heaven and earth seemed to move, and the surface of the lake slowly stirred, which was a vision that could only be caused by the will of the wind.

Duanmu Xi took the lead before Mei Zihua made a move on Fu Hongyao, came to him, raised his hand and slammed it over.

Mei Zihua killed with a backhand, bang, Mu Xi was shattered on the spot by this palm in front of his eyes.

Whew!

Mei Zihua was thoughtful, and when he turned around, he saw that there were five afterimages of Duanmuxi behind him, and his body was suspended in the air, and in the howling wind, Duanmuxi's long silver hair grew wildly, and there was more electric light lingering in his eyes.

Before he could react, countless long silver hairs condensed into bundles and stabbed like lightning javelins.

Mei Zihua snorted coldly with an indifferent expression, he casually pinched a petal in the air, and then swung it out violently.

Whew!

The blood-red petals made an arc, and this arc was like the sharpest scimitar in the world, cutting off all the silver hair that struck.

With a click, not only was the long silver hair cut off, but the other afterimages were also shattered.

Duanmuxi's eyes flashed with a different color, and his figure disappeared in place.

But the speed of Meizi's painting was faster, and he turned around and didn't look at it, and raised his hand to meet it with a palm.

This palm just caught up with Duanmu Xi's palm, whose body shape was changing.

Bang!

When the palms collided, there was an earth-shattering sound, and the surface of the lake shook eighteen huge waves with a bang, and the surface of the lake rose and fell.

Mei Zihua felt that his majestic palm power was dissolved by an extremely feminine force, and this power exuded the breath of ancient eternity.

"The Moon Yin Legion?"

Mei Zihua's expression turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "You are not small at all!" ”

As the words fell, his majestic power became treacherous, like undulating water, which was endless and erratic.

Burst!

The corners of Duanmuxi's mouth overflowed with blood stains, and she was shocked and flew out on the spot, she took a few steps back, and by the way, she grabbed Fu Hongyao's collar and pulled Xiao Nizi back.

"Want to go?"

As soon as Mei Zihua's mind moved, he sensed a hint of danger, and his body was slightly to the side.

Click!

There was a sword light that was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly, slashing across his face, cutting off a few strands of green silk and slowly falling towards the lake.

Mei Zihua looked intently, and saw that behind Feng Yueyu, a sword shadow formed by the condensation of the true yuan with a handle appeared.

The sword blades all pointed to the plum painting, and with the change of Feng Yueyu's handprint, dozens of sword shadows formed a circle and rotated, and then the sword shadows carried the power of the broken mountain peak like a shock.

"Edgeworthmaster?"

Mei Zihua didn't dare to be careless, his figure changed rapidly on the surface of the lake, moving and moving, avoiding the terrifying sword shadows.

Bang bang bang!

As long as the scattered sword shadows landed on the surface of the lake, a huge crater exploded in an instant, and the surface of the lake rose and fell more and more violently.

The soles of Meizi's feet stepped heavily, undulating and undulating on the surface of the lake, and he stepped directly on it as still as a mirror.

"Excalibur Tianque, slash the stars and fall to the moon!"

Feng Yueyu let out a soft snort, as cold and solemn as a god's mansion, and countless sword shadows condensed above her head into a giant sword that was close to ten zhang.

She sealed the seal with one hand to the sky, and then put her fingers together into a sword, and slashed at the plum painting that stood firm.

Mei Zihua took a deep breath, bent her legs slightly, held her right hand weakly, and pushed towards the falling ten-zhang light and shadow giant sword.

Rumble!

The petals in the sky moved, and a giant hand condensed from plum blossom petals held the giant sword of light and shadow in mid-air.

"Blood falls into the Yellow Spring, and it grows endlessly!"

Mei Zihua's expression was cold and ruthless, and his right hand squeezed suddenly, and the petal giant hand pinched off the light and shadow giant sword.

This scene shocked everyone present.

The corners of Feng Yueyu's mouth showed blood stains, and her face showed a weak look, obviously not lightly injured.

"I'll give you back a palm, Golden Flame Knife!"

The plum painting was unforgiving, and he raised his hand and blasted it through the air with a palm, and the blood in his palm condensed into an ancient seal, and the ancient seal turned into a terrifying long knife ten zhang long, flying out of his palm.

Seeing that this long knife burning with blood flames was about to cut Feng Yueyu in half, only to hear the dragon roar, Si Xueyi was lying in front of Feng Yueyu, and his five fingers clenched to meet this knife.

There was electric light in the cracks of his fist, and the dragon lotus in the purple mansion in his body trembled non-stop, and the nine lotus petals all bloomed.

This punch blasted out, and a vision appeared above the lake, and a dazzling lightning bolt swept through, reflecting the heaven and earth as bright as the white sun.

Click!

The blood flame long knife shattered in response, and under the reflection of electric light, Mei Zihua and Si Xueyi looked at each other in the air, and the momentum between them continued to converge.

The cold color on Mei Zihua's face retreated, and he said with a smile: "Actually, I have long guessed that the so-called complete version of the Dragon and Tiger Fist may require a special physique to cultivate. looked at the jade slip left by Tang Guanyu, and found that it was indeed the case, but unfortunately he was kind, I can't cultivate at all with a mortal body. ”

When he said this, his expression was light, but the light and shadow flowing in his eyes hid a sadness that outsiders could never understand.

"The wrath of the mad god, the holy body of the moon yin, the vein of the sword immortal, the body of the true dragon...... It's obviously the story of five people, and my secret is the most insignificant! ”

Mei Zihua laughed at himself, his eyes wandered, looking at Fu Hongyao, Duanmu Xi, then at Feng Yueyu, and finally on Si Xueyi.

Then the momentum on his body skyrocketed, and the look in his eyes was unprecedentedly firm, and he said word by word: "Si Xueyi, let's do it, let's see if I can catch your real dragon today!" ”