"It's a pity that you don't even have the qualifications to be a dog." Yaki cut off Ivan's samurai sword with one claw, and his other hand pierced his chest. His bloody heart was still beating in the palm of his palm.
"No, no!"
"It's okay, after becoming my power, you are my dog." The figure of the old Yaqian suddenly surged and became a giant. Eight huge heads rose in the air, one of which opened a large mouth and swallowed Ivan in.
After swallowing Ivan, Yaqi occupied a place and looked at the battlefield opposite with interest, "It's interesting, so interesting."
Outside the light shield, an unknown place, a handsome young man leaned beside a tree, "Yaki, Jiuwei, I didn't expect that I was so lucky this time."[
"What are you going to do again?" Suddenly, another young man appeared out of nowhere, with a samurai sword hanging around his waist.
The handsome young man glanced at the young man with a knife and grinned, "My dear brother, this is my prey, don't make any decisions."
"Hmph! It's hard to become a great weapon by devouring others' power!" After saying that, the young man with a samurai sword disappeared again.
After he disappeared, the smile on the handsome young man's face disappeared and he said gloomyly, "I'll swallow Jiuwei and Yaqi. You and her will also become my nourishment. Family affection? Hahaha, I will never admit this thing."
After saying that, the handsome young man jumped towards the light shield.
As soon as the figure disappeared, the young man who was hanging around appeared next to the big tree again. There was also a woman who appeared with him, a stunning beauty who combines beauty and temperament.
"How could he become like this?" the beauty said to herself, with a little sadness in her tone.
"It's the reason for that organization. Sister, we must be careful. He is no longer our younger brother now. The organization is very powerful. I have been investigating for so long but haven't figured out what the purpose of this organization is." The young man with a knife sighed.
The beauty pursed her lips, "Now I can't tell who is human and who is a ghost."
"yes."
"Yaki has always been ambitious. He doesn't care whether he dies or not, but Jiuwei is different. You can't let her die. With her here, we have more strength, you go."
The young man with a knife nodded, "Sister, I understand."
"Take her back, we can't walk outside. You're right, that organization is too strong, maybe you'll attack us anytime."
"kindness!"
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In the ruins, the smoke and dust gradually disappeared. Apart from a huge deep pit, there was no other thing, and there was no Mu Feng's figure.
Huizi in the distance covered her mouth, and tears flashed in her eyes. Could it be that he...
"That guy is fine." Xiao Jiu said.
“Yes…is it?”[
Holding the long sword, Mr. Kuang laughed, "Below the Soul-Devouring Sword, come from the living!"
etc!
Suddenly, thinking of the Shenyang Flower and Xuanxin Holy Water, Mr. Kuang jumped to the ground and searched for the Qiankun Ring in the ruins. This time he not only got two treasures, but also the Qiankun Ring, which was a great harvest.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he landed on the ground, Mr. Kuang found that the place where he was seemed to be blocked by something. He turned his head and saw a big bell floating in the sky, and Mu Feng was leaning against the side and whistling.
"You are not dead!"
"Hehe, Lao Zamao, I said it was you who died."
A punch hit the demon-suppressing bell, roaring and shocking the sky. Fortunately, the ancient bell has already recognized its master. Mu Feng can control the direction of the sound waves, otherwise, the others in the light shield may be shocked to death with just this blow.
After arriving at Mu Feng once, Mr. Kuang took precautions when he saw the floating ancient bell. However, under the shock of powerful sound waves, his qi and blood were still rolling wildly.
"It's good, let's do it a few more times."
Mu Feng's several punches hit the Demon-Suppressing Bell continuously.
Mr. Kuang's face was distorted. The strongest sword move did not kill this kid. Instead, he had not yet attacked him. Thinking of this, his anger burned rapidly.
The sword pointed, "Boy, you're looking for death."
Mu Feng reached out to Old Kuang and hooked, "Old Zamao, come on."
"Die!" Mr. Kuang rose from the ground, held his sword tightly, and rushed into the sky.
On the other hand, when Mr. Kuang used the Soul-Devouring Sword, Kang Tian swallowed the Divine Yang Flower. After swallowing it, his body was like a big stove, filled with violent power of the Supreme Yang.
Of course, he did not choose to refine this power, but instead poured all his power on the samurai sword he picked up, and relied on the violent supreme power to force the third move of the Tianlun Sword.
Yaki saw all this, her eight big heads and sixteen eyes narrowed, "And there are such treasures, hahaha, I'm so lucky."
"Die, damn boy, the Soul-Devouring Sword!" After rushing into the sky, Old Kuang roared at Mu Feng ruthlessly, and at the same time, the long sword slashed out.
Mu Feng was frightened and hurriedly hid behind the Demon-Suppressing Bell. The sword energy hit the clock wall and made another shocking sound. After slashing the clock wall, Mr. Kuang reacted and was fooled by Mu Feng.
Not only did this sword not slash Mu Feng, it also left no trace on the clock wall, but it hit a sound wave and went back.
"Bastard!" Mr. Kuang hurriedly flashed, and the rice was lost without fail. His chest was filled with blood, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth.
"Hahaha, Lao Zamao, are you happy? I'll continue to play with you if I don't have fun."[
"you"
"Old Zamao, what's behind you?"
Mu Feng crawled out again and pointed at Old Kuang behind. Old Kuang was frightened. He turned his head to see that a dazzling white light in the air gradually became larger, and a terrifying aura surged towards him.
"The melody of the third sword, ten thousand swords!"
The white light rushed towards Mr. Kuang and passed by, but at that time, all the blazing sword lights disappeared, as if nothing had happened.
After using one move, Kang Tian knelt on his knees, big beads of sweat seeped out from his forehead, his face was very pale, and the samurai sword in his hand turned into pieces.
What the hell is going on!
Mu Feng looked at all this stupidly. Did he fail? He obviously hit the old mao, but now he was nothing. Instead, Kang Tian was so exhausted that he almost died.
"Hahaha, Tianlun Sword, that's all. Compared with my Soul-Devouring Sword, it's trash." Before the last word was finished, Mr. Kuang stopped smiling and showed a terrified expression on his face.
Kang Tian, who bowed his head, slowly raised his head and showed a strange smile, "You will never understand the horror of the Tianlun Sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, the gravel on the ground slowly floated up within a range of fifty meters centered on Mr. Kuang, and the entire space shone with golden light, and finally the entire space turned completely golden.
At that moment, all the objects in the space began to decompose, and they were annihilated little by little, and finally disappeared completely. It was not turned into dust, but completely annihilated.
"No, this is impossible! Impossible!"
Kang Tian stood up with his body, stared at Mr. Kuang who was dissipating little by little, and shook his head, "There is nothing impossible."
"I remember this sword technique, you actually are."
"Yes, I was originally from the God Sword Pavilion, the Soul-Devouring Sword? What's the point in the eyes of the God Sword Pavilion?"