At that moment, the world suddenly changed.

The sky suddenly became dark clouds and lightning was floating faintly.

With the Burial Lin Abyss as the center, an extremely strange aura spread out in an instant, ten miles, hundreds of miles...

Zang Linyuan, which had attracted many attention because of the battle storm here, once again attracted people's attention. Many masters who were close to each other quickly rushed towards Zang Linyuan, and were more discouraged, afraid of angering the unknown strong man.

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"Come on the sword!"

In the Burial Abyss, Mu Feiqing took a light step, and the long sword that had no spirituality in his hand buzzed as if it was a comeback.

Mu Qinghuo and others suddenly changed their faces.

Suddenly, a series of buzzing sounds like bees appeared in the dark sky, and dense rain of swords appeared in the sky, and hundreds of flying swords appeared on the Zanglin Abyss.

"retreat!"

A series of strange spirit pillars that make people scared deeply in their hearts soared into the sky, and the sky became even darker in an instant, and evil tides swept across the world.

The sword energy burst out from the sky with Mu Feiqing as the center, and every inch of the mountain range was shattering, and the three human tops retreated quickly.

This scene was a bit difficult, and the few of them didn't have much confidence in their hearts.

Mu Feiqing stepped forward with the sword energy, as if a ladder appeared in the air, and walked up the abyss hundreds of feet long. Suddenly, he looked up at the thousands of flying swords that were circling and stirring the wind and clouds in the sky. He reached out and looked at the sword that looked good at the sight and fell into his hand. Then he slowly walked down.

Blood dyed the white clothes red, and the black and white hair danced in the wind, rippled in the sword energy, and had an evil smile on his face. He pointed to several of the world's tops with contempt and said humorously: "Where to go together, or die together?"

"war!"

Mu Qingmer took the lead and took the long sword, and the Yangtze River flowed backwards and collided with each other. He directly raised the Yangtze River with a sword and walked forward with great strides. When a sword came, a sword energy was as thick as a mountain, mixed with the waves of rivers rushed directly towards Mu Feiqing, and rushed towards the sword rain floating and dancing in the sky.

Mu Feiqing sneered, looked at the vast river like a tiger pounced on him, but looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and sighed: "The clouds come to the sky and make rain, and you can drink a sword without a single sword!"

The long sword in his hand was like an ordinary second-rate fighter, throwing it out when he caught something. A rare good sword was thrown down by him. The flying sword flew around for a moment. Mu Feiqing grinned and found the blood was still flowing. One sword could cut half of the sky. This mountain-destroying sword made the messy sword energy like countless ice cones, smashing hard on the surging river.

What's strange is that with just a casual sword, the 100-mile river that Mu Qingmer raised was broken, seven in and seven out, just like a vast river was opened by someone halfway through, and the water was divided, and the sword was still interspersed and diverted!

"How is that possible?"

Mu Qinghuo was shocked. He could never have thought of such a move. Baili Tuojiang, his unique skill of becoming famous was actually broken.

As the casual sword gets closer,

He was extremely shocked and did not dare to take it head-on, so he hurriedly retreated, but the sword seemed to have eyes, and it was obviously tilted around, but it seemed to be in a straight line.

The most beautiful man in the world, holding Jiang Baili with one hand,

Mu Feiqing broke it with a casual sword.

In the past ten breaths, Mu Qing mercury retreated again and again,

At twelve breaths, Mu Qing mercury retreated three hundred feet!

At this time, the Mu family pushed their palms with both hands and waved them out in a simple manner. A palm of a hundred feet in size suddenly appeared in the air, slapped towards the sky, and the water of the Yangtze River fell half a foot, and the mountain collapsed directly.

Mu Feiqing browed and waved his hand, and more than a hundred flying swords landed, rushing straight to the shocking palm, and more than a hundred long swords collapsed instantly.

Mu Feiqing waved his hand again, and six hundred flying swords landed,

The divine palm still did not stop at all. Mu Feiqing was slapped by this palm, and the three thousand flying swords were instantly pushed into the sky with one palm, and all the flying swords were broken.

At this moment, in the Burial Abyss, there was a Yang family's most powerful man who started the war. A mountain thirty feet high was raised by the top of the earth, thrown hard, and flew into the sky, getting smaller and smaller, hitting Mu Feiqing's head and suddenly landed.

Yang's unique skills started with Kunlun, but this master played a new trick and threw Kunlun!

A huge mountain presses on the top,

The shocking god palm under his feet broke thousands of flying swords,

Mu Feiqing's body is as small as a flying ant.

"Come again!"

He suddenly shouted, and another flying sword broke through the clouds. A sword came 33,000,000, and the sword was raining like a bamboo. It broke through the top of the mountain, destroying the huge mountain into pieces of stones, flying all over the sky. Then, the 33,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, breaking the Shocking God Palm again.

Rolling stones flew all over the sky, like heavy rain, rumbling onto the Yangtze River. Suddenly, the water level that had fallen by half a meter suddenly rose by more than one meter.

Thirty thousand flying swords came across the sky, interspersed,

First defeat Yang's family to start the Kunlun, then defeat the Montessor's shocking god palm.

In the five breaths, the rolling stones in the sky were cut into stone chips, and a stone rain of incense spread over the burial abyss.

Thirty thousand flying swords turned into three groups,

He chased a pride of the world and left.

The Burial Abyss is hundreds of miles, and there are thousands of mountains in the canyon. Three people hide around the mountains on the top of the earth. Flying stones explode, wild beasts wail, and phantoms are like lightning.

"run!"

Mu Qinghuo made a quick decision, rushed into a cave, sent a message out, and said, "This battle has been defeated!"

"But Han Shan is still buried in Lin Yuan!"

"The Qianlin Yuan cannot bury Qilin, so it's time to rename the Qianlong Yuan!"

As soon as Yang opened his mouth, the three of them were silent, and then turned into three streams of light and passed through the mountains and rivers, and disappeared again.

Burial in the abyss,

Three people fled in the vast world,

Mu Feiqing showed a trace of contempt and mocking on his pale face, slowly falling down, stepping on the river, step by step towards the seriously injured and unable to move the Dragon King of the Yangtze River.

Han Shan was already pale.

Seeing Mu Feiqing's flying sword with his own eyes, chasing three masters and escaping, he probably had guessed his ending.

"You are invincible under the saint, and you change one above the saint. I thought you were talking big, but now I have seen it. It turns out that there are such terrifying people in the world. This battle should be your Mu Feiqing's battle to confer the gods!"

"Haha," Mu Feiqing chuckled, looked up at the sky, and said, "It's just a pity that a saint should fight!"

Then, Mu Feiqing slowly stretched out his hand and cut a sword directly on Han Shan's throat. It was as light as if he had done killing a top of the world and killing an ant. Then he gently wiped the blade, slowly walked to the shore, and picked up Lan Ruo who was already unconscious.

He stared at the long piano and grinned with his head, let out a light roar, then suddenly raised his head,

The black and white hair floated up,

A purple light shot out from his eyes, looking at some of the audience members in the distance, his eyes were particularly gentle, and he said very gentle: "Or what if I can give you a sword too?"

The cold breath, the rise of the army,

The people who watched the battle for dozens of miles away shivered. They really didn't dare to look at the smile. They all left quickly. No one dared to leave a word.

Mu Feiqing was so evil at this time!

It seems that I can really do the thing that I can throw a sword away!

A drop of rain falls,

It just fell on Mu Feiqing's face. In a flash of coolness, he slowly raised his head and it started to rain in the dark clouds. However, the rain was actually red.

"Does God cry?"

At that moment, Mu Feiqing suddenly turned his head and looked at the Zanglin Abyss. At some point, the river water rolled up again. The roaring river water in the middle was faintly emitting the water, roaring and climbing upwards towards the sky.

But he fell when he was about to leave the valley.

The sky cries bloody rain, and a dragon falls into the river.

"hehe,"

Mu Feiqing sneered, walked away with Lan Ruo in his arms, and disappeared in an instant on the endless Yangtze River.

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In February of the 22nd year of Tiance, Linyuan was buried.

Young Master Feiqing first ordered the flying swords to be 3,600,000, and then ordered the flying swords to be 3,300,000, and then the Yangtze River to be 3,000, and the remaining 30,000 flying swords were divided into three, chasing the three of them for a thousand miles!

Young Master Feiqing is known as the world's number one sword cultivator.

In this battle, the sword cuts one top and the three tops are injured.

Completely confirm the name of the world's number one sword cultivator!

On the same day, Prince Feiqing hugged a woman in her arms, suspected of being a lover, and left on the river and disappeared again, which was once a masterpiece of the world.

On that day, a message suddenly came from the world - Young Master Feiqing was hurt again, and a lover died in his arms for the second time. Therefore, he was tired of the world of the world. After leaving a masterpiece, he retired to the mountains and forests, and wanted to accompany him in the green lamps for the rest of his life.

Later, someone went through a lot of hardships to find the source of the rumor - "The Young Master Loves Me Again"!
Chapter completed!