Dancing in the sky, it can bury the heaven and the earth
Chapter 1077
Dancing in the sky, it can bury the heaven and the earth.
The petals are falling in succession
Looking at the petals flying around, the five martial arts warriors felt an inexplicable uneasiness in their hearts.
The cold wind howling in the sky rolled up the petals, and a tornado shot out.
A faint sword light emerged among the petals, and Mu Chen's figure was no longer real, as if buried in the petals.
Where is the fragrant hill at the end of the sky! The most beautiful petals contain the most piercing murderous intent. The five warriors were slightly shaken and retreated towards the back, trying to avoid the falling petals.
The petals are the will, and the fragrance is the sword energy! The weak petals fell on a warrior, and the warrior's figure suddenly trembled.
The weak petals were like a mountain thousands of feet high, suppressing his body.
Mu Chen's will merged into the petals, and every subtle change between heaven and earth appeared in his mind.
Under the flying petals, Mu Chen's figure emerged in vain, and the wildly dancing long hair continued to enlarge in the warrior's eyes.
Bang bang! The will surged wildly, and the warrior tried to draw his sword, but more and more petals fell all around. Once the martial arts will in him emerged, it collapsed.
The will of martial arts collapsed, and a look of horror finally appeared on this warrior's face. Damn it, what are these petals?
The magical power buries flowers, buries heaven and earth, and buries will! Mu Chen's dead eyes stared straight at the warrior in front of him, without making any waves. Just like a normal sword, the sword stabbed out lightly, bringing out a beautiful bloody light.
Poof! A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and the gushing blood fell on the flying petals.
A soul burst out of the body, and it was the soul of this warrior.
However, the flying petals also buried the martial arts soul, and the will contained in it penetrated through like a sword.
In just an instant, this martial arts soul disappeared silently into the rain of flowers.
The flying petals, the flash of sword light, the bloody light, the wildly dancing white hair, and the lonely figure formed a strange scene between heaven and earth.
The remaining four warriors retreated one after another, looking at the dead body dozens of feet away with somewhat horrified expressions.
It turns out that even in the martial arts realm, death is still so close to them.
"Is this guy still a human? He easily broke through the oppression of five martial arts warriors, and even started to counterattack, killing one martial arts warrior!" A hell warrior took a deep breath with his heart tightening.
Facing Mu Chen's empty gaze, the hearts of many hell warriors tightened. Immediately, their martial arts will was no longer suppressed and completely exploded.
More than thirty strands of martial arts will were completely concentrated on Mu Chen, impacting the entire void like a torrent.
Bang! Mu Chen took a step back, his face slightly pale. Although the magical power of burying flowers is terrifying, it not only requires a certain amount of soul power, but also requires a large amount of infuriating energy as a foundation.
As the will spreads, the petals disappear, just for a moment, and the rain of flowers disappears silently.
Even so, no one among the thirty or so martial arts realm warriors took the lead to take action, but looked at Mu Chen solemnly.
After wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Mu Chen faced the thirty or so martial arts wills, and his face became solemn for the first time, "I can still sustain it for dozens of breaths!"
Holding the sword, Mu Chen's figure roared out, and a sword came from the west, shooting directly at the smoke and dust that was fighting fiercely with Fatty Xiao in the distance.
This sword strike without warning made many hell warriors stunned. This guy had never thought of starting a fight with him and the others.
Whoosh! The will exploded, and dozens of figures followed behind Mu Chen, with fierce swords coming out one after another, setting off terrifying spatial waves.
Yan Chen's sword eyebrows were raised slightly, and he forced Fatty Xiao back with one strike of his sword. He immediately turned around, looked at the incoming sword light with an indifferent expression, and sneered: "You're here just in time!"
The general situation gathered, and the smoke and dust did not retreat but advanced. Between the sky and the earth, wisps of cold wind floated above the nine heavens, followed closely by endless snow flakes, which condensed into sword blades and rolled out.
"I have to admit, I still underestimate you, first the little fat guy, and then this guy like you!" Yan Chen whispered, and as he stepped down, sword light radiated in all directions.
As the will permeated the air, before the figure arrived, its will began to rub against each other crazily, causing the void to vibrate.
A moment later, the two figures intertwined, and bursts of sharp explosions echoed out, like the sound of gold and iron striking each other.
Between the sky and the earth, no one can be discerned, only two bright sword lights are left, and the snow catkins and flower petals are entangled together.
"Fat man, take Qian Chuanxue and the others away!" When the roar echoed, Mu Chenqi's deep voice echoed in Fatty Xiao's ears.
Fatty Xiao, who was forced back by a sword, had just stabilized his figure. Hearing this, his face darkened slightly. If Mu Chen stayed to break up the rear, there would only be one ending, and that would be death.
"Fat man, that guy handed Qian Chuanxue and others to you and me, then I will hand them over to Ye Chen safe and sound! This is a promise between men, Fat man, don't waste the time!" Mu Chen's voice was slightly loud.
rapid.
Hearing this, Fatty Xiao sighed slightly, held his sword, and retreated towards Young Master Su and others like a rainbow. At the same time, he shouted: "Back off!"
As soon as Fatty Xiao retreated, a loud roar suddenly appeared in the distant void.
Dozens of martial arts figures appeared, and their sharp swords tore apart the dancing snowflakes, falling on Mu Chen.
Faced with the siege of dozens of martial arts warriors, Mu Chen's sentimental will could not withstand the fierce sword power no matter how special he was. Whoosh, the sword energy flowed through Mu Chen's figure like a torrent.
Puff! The white robe was torn to pieces, and Mu Chen's figure was like a kite with broken strings, precariously falling backwards helplessly. Every time he took a step back, a trail of blood appeared under his feet.
The blood-stained robes and dense sword marks covered Mu Chen's body, and his sharp aura also weakened.
Holding the sword, Mu Chen's figure was swaying. Under the impact of more than thirty wills, he was like a lonely boat in the sea.
Stepping out with the sword in hand, a smile appeared on Mu Chen's pale face. He looked at Yan Chen and the others with a calm expression. He raised the sword again and said, "Bury the Flower!"
Whoosh! Sword energy gushes out like a tide, will covers the sky, and a rain of flowers falls.
Tick tock! Tick tock! The blood splattered on Mu Chen's body fell on the petals, dyeing them red, bringing with it a sense of chilling.
The retreat was tens of feet away. Fatty Xiao looked a little ferocious. He knew that retreating would kill Mu Chen. However, thinking of Mu Chen's words, he had no choice but to retreat.
Looking at the shadow of blood, Fatty Xiao finally understood why Ye Chen was so bold in entrusting the Ye family to Mu Chen. He was more trustworthy than the sword in his hand.
The dancing white hair was also stained with blood and gradually turned blood red.
Mu Chen raised his head and stared at the blood-red void, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Perhaps, this is the last time I will dance my sword for you!"
A sword danced in the sky, and a flower buried the world! The cold wind rolled up petals all over the sky, Mu Chen came out with the sword, staggering towards Yan Chen and the others, raised the sword, and the beautiful and gentle sword light carried it.
The petals were like snow catkins, and an inexplicable sadness spread. This sad emotion blended into that sword, that flower, and this world. Looking at the bloody figure coming with the sword, the smoke and dust
The sword frowned slightly, and the snowflakes fell rapidly, even uncontrollably, as if even the snowflakes were contaminated by this sad power.
"A very special person. If it happens decades later, this person will definitely become a strong man. What a pity!" Yanchen whispered, breaking the silence around him, "Do it!"
Before he finished speaking, the world suddenly became extremely cold, and a hurricane condensed around it. Endless snowflakes scattered in the hurricane, and a snowstorm also floated in the void, and the snowflakes and flower petals were intertwined again.
together.
During the collision of wills, Yan Chen drew his sword again, followed closely by more than thirty martial arts warriors. Under this crazy offensive, Mu Chen would definitely die!
The petals fell on Fatty Xiao's face. Fatty Xiao was slightly shaken, feeling the sadness that was worse than death: "Brother Mu!"
Fatty Xiao turned his head resolutely and jumped in front of Qian Chuanxue and others.
Before Fatty Xiao could speak, a smile appeared on the corner of Qianchuan Xue's lips, and she shook her head slightly: "Fatty, I'd rather not survive in exchange for abandoning my companions!"
"The only thing in this world that is more heinous than trash is abandoning your companions!" Qianchuan Xue came out with a sword, her cold eyes also filled with determination, "And I can't bear the sin of abandoning my companions.
I don’t want to see a look of contempt in that guy’s eyes!”
Mentioning that guy, Qianchuan Xue's eyes flashed into a figure of Shengxue dressed in white.
Hearing this, Fatty Xiao showed a bitter smile and turned around. However, the moment he turned around, his energy surged out and directly imprisoned Qianchuan Xue's body.
Qianchuan Xue's face changed slightly, she had realized the fat man's intention.
"Indeed, I don't want to abandon my companions, nor do I want to become that kind of trash!"
"However, I don't want my sister-in-law to have any mishaps! Both me and Brother Mu have lost the love we once had, and I don't want Young Master Chen to lose that love too!"
"So, sister-in-law, I'm sorry!" Fatty Xiao gently patted Young Master Su on the shoulder and told him, "Retreat!"
At the end, Fatty Xiao dragged the Proud World Sword and shot out, like a rainbow, across the sea of flowers in the sky.
A slightly fat figure appeared next to Mu Chen. Fatty Xiao held Mu Chen's shoulders, and his strong energy poured into Mu Chen's body. Meeting Mu Chen's empty gaze, Fatty Xiao smiled casually: "You
One person cannot stop the pace of these people, at least you have to add me! Don't worry, sister-in-law, I have handed over to Young Master Su and others!" After saying that, Fatty Xiao's expression condensed, and a silver moon shadow appeared behind him.
Out, two waves of will surged, and Fatty Xiao took a step forward to block Yan Chen's sword.
However, after the smoke and dust, there were more than thirty fierce sword movements, bang!
Fatty Xiao's figure also flew out upside down, his body covered with dense sword marks and blood gushing out.
"It's over!" Yan Chen sneered, walking over the snow with a sword in hand, and the cold murderous intent on his body caused the void to tremble.
However, at this moment, Yan Chen's sword eyebrows furrowed and he raised his head to look at the void in the distance. Waves of strong will appeared in the void in the distance without any warning. Then, bright sword lights appeared one after another.