"Do not!!!"
On the ground, Xia Wuji groaned like collapsed.
The development of the situation is simply dreaming, and it is the most terrible nightmare.
The invincible Young Master Summer, why was this Murong Bai piercing his chest with a sword without three moves
Has this world really collapsed
Xia Wuji was stunned, Xia Chaohong collapsed, and all the Xia family guards were completely trapped.
But those spirit soldiers who have been hiding in the crowd are well-trained. Seeing that the young master is wounded, they can't let the fighting continue anymore. In an instant, more than a dozen terrifying saints erupted from the crowd. Road light.
sky!
How come there are so many powerful saints in the Xia clan
There are even several deities
The elders of the other forces were stunned, and only then discovered that the Xia clan seemed to hide a power far beyond their imagination, and a sense of danger appeared in their hearts. It seemed that there was an extremely terrifying behind the conference today. Traps and conspiracies.
"Murong Bai, stop!"
"Withdraw the sword immediately and release the Young Master!"
"If you are not obedient, you will be wiped out today!"
With a scream of excitement, the powerful fighters and saint leaders of the Xia Clan Spirit Army flew for nine days in an instant, encircling Murong Bai and Xia in a ring shape, and the surging murderous intent was several times stronger than before.
However, no one dared to step forward.
Because at the core of this killing circle, Murong Bai's sword was exuding a strong scarlet sword aura, as if he had wrapped Xia's whole body and mastered all the vitality of the opponent.
For an instant, the audience fell into extreme silence.
Murong Bai did not speak, but stubbornly pinched the door of the Xia Clan's life, making them afraid to act rashly.
puff!
In a very quiet moment, Xia Jiao gave out a mouthful of blood, but smiled:
"Hey... Hey... Puff!!!"
He laughed and vomited blood, but his face was not half of the loneliness of a loser, but was full of a kind of happy and hideous:
"I didn't expect... You would not die... Hey... Haha... God's will, it's God's will..."
Xia Xia seems to have guessed the true identity behind Murong Bai, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the terrible red sword spirit on his body was suddenly taken away, and his soul seemed to be hit by five thunders, and it was painful like a pig. Screamed.
Ouch! !
This is the ugliest moment in life in the summer.
Today's Flying Immortal Sword carries Qin Zhaozhong's terrifying psychic energy, which is enough to make Xia Xia feel so painful and cry.
"Well... It's almost the same... The loser will look like a loser, and will he laugh in front of his grandfather? Laugh at your big-headed ghost!"
Lin Yang, of course, wouldn't let Xia Xia expose that shocking secret in public. He smiled jokingly, but used the cruelest means to retaliate against the enemy in front of him who had caused them endless pain.
Ouch! Ouch!
It hurts in summer.
This kind of torture of the soul can't be carried away by your hard mouth, it is like using a flame whip to slam the delicate little soul of summer. It is cruel... I feel pain when I think about it.
"stop!!"
On the side, the eyes of those spirit soldiers were almost bursting.
"Hey... Don't move, I'm timid, if you have a lot of strength in your hands, your young master's spirit will be gone, and you can only be a walking corpse in the future!!"
Murong waved his hands with white teeth and claws, like a powerful villain, but a pair of sharp eyes were constantly sweeping through the crowd, seeming to be looking for something.
coming!
it's him! !
At the same time, just as the third wave of screams in the summer, a voice rang:
"Enough, Murong Bai, you won! After summer, I will let you go away safely!!"
boom.
People only felt that every word of this voice was hitting a sledgehammer, directly knocking away their brains, and then a tall figure wrapped in a dark cloak slowly flew up from the high platform of the Xia clan, attracting everyone. look.
Wow!
The cloak of the cloak was hunting in the air, and the wide brim of the hat slid down, revealing a majestic face.
summer,****! !
Below, the bigwigs of the major forces were directly shocked.
Of course they know ****.
The saintly emperor of the Xia clan, the strongest existence in the entire universe, who does not know
But how could such a holy emperor come to such a humble place in Xuantian City
There is only one possibility and that is the mysterious treasure hidden behind Murong Bai, but there is no way to dispatch a holy emperor-level existence, right
The rest of the people have never seen Murong Bai’s Vajra incorruptible magic as they did in the summer, and they will not associate the gods with the Sanskrit collections of the Dazhenru Temple. Naturally, they can't guess the appearance of ****.
But everyone knows that if the Holy Emperor takes a shot, everything will be over.
If the gap between the deity and the saint can be described as the river and the sea, then every saintly emperor is an existence that has far exceeded the limit of imagination.
The holy emperor, the power that controls the realm of laws, seems to have become a fairy in the legend, with a gesture of action, it can easily kill the so-called holy person.
No matter how strong Murong Bai was, even if he could defeat the Holy Venerable Summer, in front of the Holy Emperor, he would still be no different from the Ants.
Listening to ****, letting go of the summer, perhaps it is really Murong Bai's last chance.
Tiandi, once again replied to be quiet.
People dare not speak, or even breathe.
Within five kilometers, no one can bear the faint majesty emanating from the ****, even if it is only a moment, it is already a stormy impact to others.
Everyone can only stay far away and far away, looking at the ruined Dengtian Square.
But at this moment, there is a group of people, making everyone's eyes bright:
"****, you dare to move my Simon family!!"
Yellow robe gown, long sword to the sky.
For a long time, the most low-key and weak Ximen family in Xuantian City did not choose to give in at this moment, but under the leadership of Ximen Muye and Ximenhao, strode forward, wanting to rush for nine days to give Murong Bai a fist.
But unfortunately, they can only utter a roar, there is no more.
"Noisy!!"
The **** in the air didn't even turn his head back, and still slowly lifted into the air, just waved a right hand behind him, and then a terrifying seal enchantment smashed down all over the world.
puff! !
The Ximen family, from below Ximen Muye, all vomited blood and lay on the ground.
A huge spiral enchantment is like a huge peak, which directly presses them so that they can't even lift their heads.
The terrible **** didn't even use his own law domain. It just used a seal technique passed down by the Xia clan's ancestors to suppress the Ximen family, which had the powerful master.
This is the power of the holy emperor, powerful and desperate.
This is the fundamental key to not panicking in any accident before the ****, with absolute strength here, any strategy will become a joke.
At the same time, this was also his method of knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger. It was to use the defeat of the entire Ximen family to turn into an endless aura and to shock the Murong Bai in the sky.
did you see that.
This is the means and strength of my ****, you have no chance at all!
After summer, it is your wisest choice!
While breathing, the ****'s figure has come to high altitude, and his aura has climbed to its peak.
He couldn't let summer happen, he could only try to see if he could use psychological deterrence to make Murong Bai yield.
As a result, when the guy on the opposite side saw him appear, he blinked a pair of bull's eyes first, and then a probe yelled from below:
"Hey! Master Simon, don't be impulsive! I still hold on. With this two hundred and five here, these people dare not do anything to me, so lie down, don't resist, I will let them let you go!! "
Patter.
**** I just felt that my eyelids twitched involuntarily.
He felt the resentment that everyone wanted to go crazy when facing Murong Bai.
Is this guy an idiot
Didn't he feel the terrifying coercion of his holy path emperor
Still in the mood to care about others
Also, who is his name two hundred and five
That is the future master of our Xia clan! !
****The high heart of the holy emperor, when he met Murong Bai, he couldn't help but beat faster, but his face was still majestic:
"Murongbai, you should still care about yourself... I will give you three breaths time, and if you don't let summer go, I will let you know what it means to be better than death."
"Oh! I'm so scared!!"
As a result, Murong Bai is really a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.
"Team Qin!!"
He called out, and from the horizon, Qin Zhaozhong's dark figure flew over, holding the treasure of the Xia family [Fengshen Jing] thrown by Xia firmly in his hand, and hanging the treasure of defense [Fudo Mingwangding ], his face stared at him like the bottom of a black pot.
"Is this strong?"
Murong Bai pointed to ****, forcing the grid to skyrocket, as if he didn't put the other party in his eyes at all.
"Very strong." Qin Zhaozhong was still cold, without seeing any waves.
"Humph! How strong can you be, can you abuse him?" Murong Bai asked again.
"He should be able to kill you and me a hundred times." Qin Zhaozhong's answer was straightforward.
"Damn!"
Murong Bai jumped back sharply, his eyes widened: "You didn't say it earlier!"
He swiped the Flying Immortal Sword with a swipe, and directly threw Xia Xia hanging on the tip of the sword to him like a dachshund. The movement was so great that Xia grinned with pain.
"Senior! I didn't expect you to be so powerful! The younger Murong Bai has met Senior. My master said that even a brave lion should lower his noble head when encountering an elephant. This is not shameful... Senior, I think about this... There must be some misunderstanding between us, we can talk about it, we can talk about it, hahaha!"
Murong Bai laughed, and the trembling sword tip shook Summer.
Misunderstanding your uncle! !
All the Xia people have already screamed in their hearts...