Chapter 155: Turning into a black robe to play everyone

Mu Yan didn't dare to be careless, and it broke out in an all-round way, and a beam of energy rose into the sky, spreading towards the surroundings with a terrifying coercion, and the qi waves were stirring, blowing up the fallen leaves, dust, etc. on the ground.

But the speed of the black-robed man is ghostly, and he kills in the blink of an eye.

The moment the fist was smashed, the bones in the body were vibrating, and a strange scene emerged around the body, Baiyue Qinglian!

Qinglian seemed to be swaying in the void, amplifying the power of this black robe, the golden light was bursting out, the golden mist was rolling, and the air erupted with rumbling thunder, the momentum was amazing!

"Wonders! The existence of the Patriarch level!? ”

His heart shook, but more of a fear, I don't know when to offend such a character, but soon, he calmed down and acted quickly.

Rumble!

Mu Yan used his means and smashed forward angrily, the illusory palm print coincided with his palm, and suddenly the heavenly power erupted, and the dust rose all around, and while the air wave radiated, the air was also squeezed and exploded, and the power was amazing!

This is the full force of the Nine Rank Heavenly Firmament Realm!

The black-robed body was obviously stunned, and then quickly withdrew, but immediately after, a black sword was withdrawn with a backhand.

Without any bells and whistles, he used his strength and smashed it out as a brick, and the strength was amazing!

Everything is in the lightning, and it's fast.

Boom!

The thick sword body and the crystal palm print collided, the sneering sound continued, the sparks splashed everywhere, the light was as high as ten thousand feet, the energy continued to stir and spread, and the shadows of the two gradually became illusory and shallow in the thin glow, and became a little unreal.

"The strength is so great, this is the power of the sect ancestor?" Mu Yan was shocked, this was the first time he had met a godfather who was so strong in the flesh, or rather, all godfathers must have such a body?!

He felt terrible, and suddenly, he thought of the events of last night, could it be that the person in front of him did it?

The Lei family invited it, or the Zhang family?

No, how could they be associated with such a strong person?

Mu Yan was very calm and quickly analyzed the situation, and then, the black-robed arms shook, and the bones trembled and burst out with stronger strength.

Suddenly, the green lotus fell from the void, fused with the right arm of the black robe, and the white moonlight fell with the interweaving of holy petals, and the white runes in the field became a sea, roaring and surging, and the momentum was huge.

Before Mu Yan could react, the black robe swung his left fist and smashed angrily!

"Damn it!" Mu Yan scolded, and the short distraction allowed the other party to find an opportunity.

Whew!

The moment the fist was swung, the wind was deafening, the cheeks hurt, the eardrums were stirred, and even the body was trembling!

Mu Yan was terrified, feeling that his soul was decaying rapidly, and he saw the tragic scene of his physical body being destroyed in a trance.

"You seem to be weaker than back then." The voice of the black robe is special, both men and women, and they can't tell the difference, but the power in his hand is strange, and the left arm after merging with Qinglian is comparable to the strength of the demon king!

Mu Yan didn't have time to think about who the person in front of him was, Qinglian's left arm had already been killed, with a dazzling sword light, mixed with golden mist, and vaguely smelled the smell of blood in the mist.

The field was hazy, the glow was intertwined, the runes were in pieces, and powerful means emerged one after another, and the fists containing the power of madness smashed out angrily, each time it could accurately shatter Mu Yan's means and defeat it from the weak point!

"Someone is fighting over there in the second vein!" The Mu family had a master who noticed it and immediately went there.

"It's Mu Yan, what's going on?"

The other elders also sensed that a terrifying power was exploding, among which Mu Yan's aura was the most intense, almost covering the entire Mu family, attracting the attention of countless people, even the monks on the street had already noticed it.

"There's a fight, it's fierce." The monks passing in the streets were horrified.

A small town in the mountains and wilderness has so many masters hidden, and the strength of the Nine Rank Heavenly Firmament Realm is enough to make people fearful.

The dense Mu family came from all directions, extremely fast, and felt that a powerful force was devouring Mu Yan's breath.

Even the head of the family was shocked and frowned: "This breath.... Somewhat familiar. ”

Many people have this feeling, but for a moment it is difficult to recognize, with the power of the divine, like the gods, some holy, not like ordinary monks.

The black robe was extremely indifferent, and the golden fist kept smashing out, shaking the void, beating Mu Yan to a retreat, and the floor that was lifted was instantly crushed into powder by the agitated energy, and scattered with the wind.

The courtyard was full of flying green leaves and falling tiles, seven or eight pillars were cracked, even the steps were trampled to pieces, and the houses on all sides were shaking, trembling, and creaking as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

Laugh at!

Suddenly, another sword light shot out, but this time there was no killing intent, and the white light covered the sky. Mu Yan had no choice but to put away his means, but he also took this opportunity to quickly retreat to a safe distance.

The black robe held the black sword, and the two backflips returned to the roof, overlooking the mottled ground, and sighed secretly.

The Mu family monks had already arrived around, and they were close, but when they arrived here, they realized that this battle was not something they could participate in at all.

On the ground, Mu Yan took two steps back, and Lu Xi, who was avoiding the battle on the side, rushed out to support him and stabilize his body.

Then, he glared at the black robe on the roof: "Who the hell are you!" Why did you hurt my master? ”

"Your master?" The black robe was shocked, then looked at the other elders who were about to arrive, and said with a smile: "If your master is injured, what will you do?" You are only six days of heavenly power now, and I can destroy you with my own hands! ”

There was no murderous intent in his words, and there was some reminder, but Lu Xi didn't hear it, and said angrily: "If you want to move my master, you have to step on my corpse!" ”

In the next second, Lu Xi stepped out in one step and put on a battle posture, urging the thin heavenly power, with Ange's fighting intent.

All around, the others had already arrived, surrounding the black robes.

Even the monks of the Lei family and the Zhang family also arrived, but they did not approach and chose to watch from a distance.

The black robe looked around left and right, and saw many familiar faces in the crowd, but what caught his attention even more was Mu You.

"You're getting stronger, but you're progressing too slowly." The black robe said bluntly, like a master of the world who points out the younger generations.

Mu You frowned slightly, reacted immediately, was furious, and was about to speak with a jade sword in his hand, but was stopped by Mu He.

He was very keen, and he saw that the black robe was a master, and the ordinary young generation was no longer his opponent. Moreover, judging from the battle just now, it seems that Mu Yan has lost the upper hand.

Then, he looked at Mu Xiaosong: "It's really recovered, when others say it, I still don't believe it." ”

The black robe seemed to be looking at a treasure, and the holes in the mask bloomed with fine light, wanting to see through Mu Xiaosong, making Mu Xiaosong uncomfortable, as if he was being stared at by a fierce beast, and there was inexplicable fear in his heart.

The black robe stood there like this, facing everyone, motionless, but there was no killing intent in his eyes, but at this time, he gave people the feeling that he was like a smiling demon Buddha, who would take someone's life at any time.

Someone uses the power of the soul to perceive, but in the next second, he suddenly feels his scalp numb and his heart shakes!

The black robe's body is shrouded in an invisible black curtain, like an abyss, bottomless, capable of devouring people's souls.