"I can't imagine that in just three years, you have changed so much!" Mu Shaohuang stood firmly, feeling a tingling pain in his arm, his face became more and more cold, and his smooth forehead gradually frowned, "However, I have taken the treasure." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Rumble!

Jimo combined his arms into a cross, blocking his forehead, his feet paused slightly, and he drew a few feet back, a dazed flash flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly stretched his hand forward, grabbed the iron fist that Mu Shaohuang killed, and then pushed his shoulders forward, hitting Mu Shaohuang's chest.

Mu Shaohuang flew out upside down, waving his wings in the air, a pair of golden wings shook three times before he stabilized his retreating figure, he covered his chest and said, "I really underestimate you!"

Ji Mo was silent, his expression was indifferent and dignified, Mu Shaohuang was worthy of being the emperor's son, with the blood of the emperor, and when he was born, there were traces of the emperor in his body.

Every emperor, after birth, almost has a perfect physique, you know, the emperor generally does not have descendants, and once born descendants, it will be shocking, they have excellent bloodline, different from ordinary people's cultivation speed, and extraordinary talent.

Such a person is definitely not comparable to ordinary geniuses.

Mu Shaohuang is only in his twenties, compared to the long life of a monk, such an age is too young, but his cultivation has caught up with the older generation, making the younger generation unreachable.

"Ten Thousand Miles of Thunder River!" Mu Shaohuang shouted angrily, stretched out his hand to grab a handful of thunder and lightning from the void, and in an instant, the entire high sky was covered with dark clouds, and the thick thunder pierced the void, and the whole world turned into a sea of thunder, the wind was roaring, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

Mu Shaohuang grabbed the thunder and lightning, and the twisted arc gradually converged, turning into a giant sword that could be dozens of zhang long, and was danced by him and fell from the sky.

The monks who came from a distance were shocked, and they all stopped outside the thunder sea, staring at them with heavy faces, not daring to approach.

"Wanli Lei Chuan, this is Mu Shaohuang's own attack and killing technique, realized from the Heavenly Tribulation, won the thunder and lightning rules in the Heavenly Dao, and turned it into his own magical power. ”

"This kind of great art can be preserved as a kind of inheritance. ”

"The terrifying thunder almost crushed the sky, and if there were ancient gods in the dark clouds, they would manifest and take shape. ”

"How should that man stand in the way?"

Jimo burst back, the essence in his eyes turned into substance, and the crown used to bind his hair exploded into pieces in the thunder, and he had to wear it out, letting his black hair dance like a dragon. The green robe was also shredded by the invisible rules, the cuffs and hem of the clothes were all covered with sword marks, and even his skin was broken, and wisps of blood flowed from the sword marks.

Phew!

The thunder giant sword fell, instantly submerging Jimo, and in the entire world composed of thunder and lightning, the electric dragon galloped, turning into various alien shapes, running in all directions.

The bright light burst into countless lightsabers, and the place where they rushed through was like a post-apocalyptic landscape, the mountains were swept away, turned into dust, the ground was swept away, covered with devastation, and the monks of all races were swept away, and they were immediately seriously injured, and even worse, they were refined into nothingness.

It's just those lightsabers, the aftermath of the Great War.

"What's the situation?" someone raised his sleeve to block his eyes, the brilliance was too dazzling, and his piercing eyes were painful, and if he looked directly, he might destroy his eyes.

"Blocked, that person only relied on his physical body to block Mu Shaohuang's attack and killing technique. ”

"How is it possible, such a thunder and lightning rule, how can it be blocked by the physical body alone, whether he is a human race, or the ancient blood of the incarnation. ”

In the light of thunder, Jimo raised his hands and grabbed the thunder giant sword, the earth under his feet collapsed, turning into a hundred zhang deep pit, the ground was scorched black, emitting black smoke, and the sky and earth were filled with the violent factor of thunder and lightning.

He looked up and whispered, "That's it. ”

Click!

The Thunder Greatsword cracked, and in an instant it was covered with spider-like cracks, and then the 'Peng' exploded, turning into crystal-like fragments, flying upside down in all directions, and gradually dissipating into a rain of light.

At the same moment, Jimo disappeared, and then, a pair of iron fists shot out from the void, and every time the punch fell, it was a Dao diagram, the iron fist fist fist to the flesh, and more than a dozen punches in succession, all hit Mu Shaohuang.

Everyone was stunned, Jimo was mainly anti-guest, not only broke the Thunder Giant Sword, but also comprehensively suppressed Mu Shaohuang, forcing him to not even have a chance to make a move.

"That's enough!" Mu Shaohuang was furious, flapped his wings and flew high, rushing to the top of the Nine Heavens, relying on the innate speed advantage of the Yu Clan, he finally opened the distance between him and Jimo, and then turned around and looked at him.

His face was covered with blood, his eyes were about to breathe fire, his indifference and arrogance no longer existed, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his smooth cheeks were swollen and bright like light bulbs.

That is the wound of the rules, if you don't refine the rules in the skin, not only will the injury not be good, but it will also leave sequelae.

"If you say enough, that's enough!" Jimo grabbed and pulled at the ground, pulled out an earth dragon, and threw it at Mu Shaohuang's chest.

Rumble!

The earth dragon exploded, Mu Shaohuang's whole body trembled, he was really angry, the flames in his eyes were burning, and a pair of golden wings flapped silently, and every time he vibrate, he could fan a gust of wind.

Jimo snorted silently, his eyes were fixed on Mu Shaohuang, this time he really stopped, both sides have not done their best, after all, it is not the moment of life and death, even if they fight, it is impossible to play all the hole cards.

Mu Shaohuang's tiger body trembled, a mouthful of steel teeth almost crushed, finally, he held back his anger, his body shook slightly, a layer of light rain blew on the surface of his skin, all the injuries disappeared, gritted his teeth, and said, "Yu clan, retreat!"

All the monks were shocked, and Emperor Mu Shaohuang was convinced. Although the two sides did not fight with all their might, Mu Shaohuang felt jealous of Jimo and knew that it was useless to stay here, so he chose to retreat.

Wow!

The Feather Monk was in an uproar, but retreated anyway.

"Did I let you go?" Jimo landed, staring closely at the monks of the Yu Clan, and walked forward slowly, step by step.

"Then what else do you want?" said the Feather Clan monk angrily.

"Kill!" Jimo stopped and stared at the monks, his face was expressionless, but when the words fell, it was suddenly much colder for several miles, and the ground was covered with frost, which was a substance of murderous aura.

"I've backed down, don't go too far!" Mu Shaohuang landed on the ground and stood in front of Jimo.

Jimo took another step, "The people of the Yu Clan who came today, except for you, will die!"

It's not that he won't kill Mu Shaohuang, but he can't kill him for the time being, and the price is too great.

"Holy fetus, it's too late!" A cold light flashed in Mu Shaohuang's eyes, his black hair curled upside down, did not move, and let Jimo pass by, but the ground on which he stood was centered on his feet, producing spider silk-like cracks that spread in all directions.

"When the Yu Clan attacked the initial place, can you remember this sentence?" Jimo stopped, the melancholy in his heart was fleeting, and he stared at the restless Yu Clan monk, his palm flickering.

Today, he is only here to kill!

"There is no right or wrong in war. Mu Shaohuang turned around and said, "You have to think clearly, if you kill the monks of our clan today, then in the future, you will be with our clan to the death." ”

"Since the beginning of your Yu Clan's attack on the land, you have been immortal!"

"Okay!" Mu Shaohuang clenched his iron fist, then let go, tore open the void, and stepped in, "In the future, don't regret what you did today." ”

Mu Shaohuang left, and did not fight to the death with Jimo. The chips were not enough, he saw Jimo's determination, and after some weighing, he chose to give in. This is not a relent, but a trade-off, the lives of these Feather Clan monks are not enough to turn the balance in his heart.

"Young master!"

"Emperor!"

Emperor Mu Shaohuang completely abandoned them, and the Yu clan monks panicked.

Even Mu Shaohuang can fight to a draw with Jimo, let alone them.

"Kill him!" shouted a Yu monk, and in an instant, all the panicked Yu clan had red eyes and rushed forward.

Jimo froze, stretched out his hand, and grabbed a handful of thunder and lightning from the void, and in an instant, the area where the Yu clan was located was covered with endless thunder, and the black and oppressive dark clouds almost crushed the sky.

"This is ......" everyone was shocked, "Mu Shaohuang's Wanli Lei Chuan." ”

"How is it possible, this is obviously the attack and killing technique that Mu Shaohuang comprehended, how could he be. ”

Ji Mo was silent, staring at the uncertain thunder sea, until all the moans and angry scolding in the thunder domain disappeared, then he turned around and looked at the other monks of various clans, "Now, it's your turn!"

"Junior, let's stop in moderation, young people must know how to restrain their edge, you have offended the Yu clan, don't offend other races anymore, it will not be good for you. An old man said.

"Yes, as long as you are willing to destroy the tombstone and take advantage of the situation to stop, we will not be responsible for today's events. "Another middle-aged humane.

"Little doll of the human race, you are indeed very powerful, but you must also understand the truth that the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. There was an old woman with half-squinted eyes.

Jimo pinched the thunderbolt that jumped in his palm, smiled, smiled sincerely, and said, "Do you need me to take the blame and apologize to you for what I did today?"

Everyone was silent, looking at Jimo, who was laughing harmlessly, and couldn't guess his thoughts, and after a pause, an old man said, "If you really do this, our clan can forgive your sins." ”

"You ......" Jimo stared at everyone, took a deep breath, and said, "Are you stupid?"

"Or do you think I'm stupid?"

"Boy, you're really looking for death!" an old man was angry and his body trembled.

Fang Jimo's words moved them, and everyone thought that Jimo was softening, and they were still happy in their hearts, although the young man was violent, he was still too young after all, and he was deceived in a few words, but in an instant, he was slapped loudly.

"Old horseman, you can come and see if I'm looking for death. Jimo stared at the old man, raised his finger and pressed it forward, and said, "Since you are here, there is no need to go back, everyone will be buried for the heroic spirits underground!"

Phew!

A dazzling light erupted from his fingers, dotting a transparent barrier, and a circle of ripples like water waves spread out on the barrier, spreading to all sides, completely breaking the silence.

The whole earth moved, a golden dragon poked its head out of the ground, and at some point, an ancient stone pendant hung in the sky, hundreds of miles, and everyone was shrouded in an ancient seal.

"Dragon Seeker, you're an Onmyoji!" someone exclaimed.

"This is clearly the emperor's means, how old are you, how can you be the emperor?"

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