A bloody rain suddenly drifted from the sky.

The wood body was shaking, as if it would fall down in the next second.

The saint king on Xianren Peak was about to launch a killing kill, but suddenly, when he saw the blood rain all over the sky, he immediately stopped and turned his head to look at the ground.

"Oh no, sir, the elders were all killed." A group of disciples from the Immortal Peak ran out and shouted in panic.

What!

The Saint King's face changed slightly and he asked, "Where is the young master?"

"The young master is not on the mountain."

Hearing this, the Saint Wang Cai let out a long sigh, glanced at Lu Yi and others, and finally his eyes fell on Mu Tou's face, and he said in a cold voice: "Today, you all have to die!"

Mu Tu wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Even if I die, I will pull you on the back."

"You are not qualified enough!" The Saint King was very crazy. After he finished speaking, the armor on his body emitted divine light, which made him look like a demon king.

He stepped in the void and approached the wood. Every step he fell, he would make a "bang" sound, as if the divine drum was ringing, causing the sky to shake.

"What a terrible person!" Huang Wu exclaimed.

"This is a very powerful saint king." Lu Yi said.

"Master, do you think Senior Mutou can kill him?" Huang Wu asked the next to him worriedly, and said that the master could not be said.

"Amitabha! Free and fixed numbers in the dark." The master's face was calm and very calm.

The saint king was covered with armor and looked down at Mutou and said, "If you abandon darkness and turn to light and follow the young master, I can spare you from death."

Mutou looked cold and said, "I have only one master, that is the young master."

"Looking for death!" The saint king's eyes were like the sharpest sword light in the world, shattering the void, extremely terrifying.

"Hmph!" Mutou snorted coldly, his breath became many times stronger, his pupils turned red, and a layer of charming red light appeared on the surface of his body, like blood.

"I almost forgot that you are sick." The saint king looked at Mu Tou and laughed at the sky, sarcastically said: "You dare to come to Xianren Peak and want to kill me. You are overestimating your ability."

"You're talking too much nonsense." Mutou said.

The saint king raised his eyebrows, anger appeared on his face, and then his voice was cold like Bing: "Since you can't wait to die, I will fulfill you."

boom!

He ascended the sky in one step, like a Kunpeng soaring up to 90,000 miles, flying with his long sleeves.

"roar!"

With a tiger's roar, a huge black tiger appeared in the void, like a mountain, black as black as ink, hairs standing up, flashing with cold light, comparable to a magic weapon.

It raised its head and whistled, snatching its teeth and claws down, and wherever it passed, the void shattered in an instant.

Mutu's face was calm, and his body stretched out, like a geese soaring into the sky, and then slapped the black tiger with a palm, which seemed to have no lethality.

However, a terrible scene appeared.

The palm wind cut through the void, and the whole sky suddenly darkened, and the white tiger's huge body trembled and he roared angrily at the sky.

The palm of wood was so scary that it almost slapped the black tiger to death.

"roar!"

The black tiger roared, her hair was covered with tight protection, and then she tried her best to hit the wood head-on.

Although it is just a beast, it is very powerful. If it is really hit by it, even if it is a saint, it will be ruined even if it is not dead.

"Clang!"

A sword light suddenly appeared, illuminating the entire sky. The strong murderous intent was like a storm. Then, the black tiger's body suddenly fell from the void to the ground, twitching all over, and sobbing in pain for a while, then completely stopped breathing.

"You dare to kill my pet, and you are looking for death!" The saint king's eyes were bloodshot, holding a spear in his hand, stabbing at the wood, as fast as lightning.

"boom!"

Mu Tou clenched his fist with his right hand and punched him at the tip of the gun.

Bang!

The void trembled in a turbulent manner, as if it was about to collapse, emitting a breath of destruction. The saint king was repelled and the wood also retreated.

Lu Yi witnessed this scene with his own eyes, his face full of shock. It was the peerless edge of the Saint King, but Mu actually caught it with his bare hands.

Too awesome!

"boom!"

The wood punched it out.

"Chew!"

The saint king held a spear and stabbed it, his movements as fast as a meteor. In an instant, the sky was filled with gun shadows, and the entire sky was almost pierced.

This is a terrible kill.

The saint king was completely angry and showed no mercy. Every shot was stabbed out even brighter than the starlight.

The wood always had a dull expression, and red light flashed on its fists, like flames, constantly bombarding it.

While watching the battle, Lu Yi understood it because he discovered that Mutou's boxing technique was very similar to Wushuang's boxing, and had the same effect.

"boom!"

The saint king suddenly flew into the air and then stabbed him with a shot, like the rage of thunder, and took the celestial cover of wood.

This attack has the power of the world, and the sky collapses and the earth breaks. It is obvious that it wants to kill the opponent in one blow.

"Clang!"

Finally, Mu pulled out the sickle on his waist again, and suddenly, a terrifying sword light rushed straight into the sky, rolling up thousands of waves, like a vast ocean covering the sky.

"boom!"

The huge collision caused the void to explode and annihilate. The strong murderous aura and dazzling light drown the surroundings. As for the figures of the two on the battlefield, they were completely invisible.

Then, there were constant collisions in the void, which showed that the showdown between the two saints was very intense.

Even if we couldn't see the specific situation of the fight, everyone raised their heads and stared at the void without blinking.

"boom!"

After a loud bang, finally, the light in the void dissipated, and the figure of wood and the saint king appeared.

The spear in the Saint King's hand had broken, only a piece of gun handle was held in his hand, and the hand was trembling, disheveled, with a lot of blood on his body, his eyes staring at the wood.

The wood is in a bad condition.

He was covered in blood, had a terrible blood hole in his chest, and his body was in a mess, as if it would break at any time.

He also stared at his opponent, with a strange red light flashing in his eyes.

"I didn't see that you have made some progress over the years." The saint Wang said in a cold voice. Obviously, he didn't expect this battle to be so difficult.

"I originally thought you had already reached the quasi-emperor realm with one foot. Now it seems that after being a dog for a long time, even your cultivation has not improved. I really feel sad for you." Mu Tuo sarcastically.

"Don't try your best to show off your verbal skills, you're dead today." The saint king released his cold murderous intent all over and walked towards Mutou.

At this moment, a faint voice came, "The person who killed me on my territory is really brave!"

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Lu Yi looked forward and his pupils suddenly contracted, and he exclaimed: "No, he is a peerless strong man!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!