Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Ying Wufeng, the singer of the scorpion, the first time facing the mysterious black killer, the long-suppressed anger, hatred, killing, and outbreak!

The black man faces the admiration under the wrath, and the dark eyes flashed with the coldness of the movement, feeling ruthless, fearless and fearless.

"Hey!" Suddenly, the figure of the black man moved, like a streamer, lightning fast, the whole person seems to be one with the void, turned into a deadly blade, and directly attacked the killing.

Mu Yan's eyebrows are slightly tight, and the face is cold, and the body is breaking out. The strength of the body is like a sea. It is like a sea, and it seems to be destroying everything.

"Hey! Hey!" In the void, two muffled sounds came out, and under the force of the fairy, the black man had not had time to make a half-reaction, and he was directly engulfed by Xianli, and there was no bone on the spot.

Other black people saw it, but they did not fear it, and they not only did not retreat, but they rushed up.

"Boom!" More than a dozen black people acted at the same time, and the momentum was even in one piece. In the void, they swayed the storm, and it was hard to take a step back.

"Well?" Mu Yan stabilized his body shape, and his face suddenly sank.

She did not think that the strength of these black people was so strong.

More than a dozen black-clothed people, all of whom are the fourth-class Xianjun strong, and there are several people, all of whom are Tianjie Xianjun.

Mu Hao suddenly rang, and Mu Qianxi once said that the person who is in the middle of Pluto will have a lot of strength.

"It seems that you are all people controlled by the princes of the Pluto." Mu Yan's face is cold, the jade hands are light, and a thin and slender sword appears in the palm, sharp gas, splitting the sky. "Kill!" At this time, a black man sighed low, his voice was hoarse and low, and the qi of the whole body broke out, and he snarled in the palm of his hand. When the air immediately appeared, there was a huge sullen ghost and claws. Not even weaker than the fifth elite,

I also want to admire directly.

Mu Yan's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and the sword in his hand is raised. The sword is sprayed out, and the sharp air tears everything, and instantly breaks the ghost claws.

But the black man did not retreat, and the whole person rushed over.

"Looking for death!" Mu Yan saw, a sigh of relief, the eyes of the killing, and then a sword directly pulled out.

"Be careful!" At this time, a distant voice sounded like a panic.

But it is already late.

"Hey!" Just as the voice fell, the sword shadow was hollowed out, and the black man was directly smashed into two halves, suddenly flesh and blood.

The next moment, in a **** light, a strange dark rune appeared, and then instantly enveloped the admiration.

Mu Yan apparently did not expect that there was such a scene after the death of the black man, and he was caught up in the dark rune.

"Boom!" She immediately responded, and her sword broke out. She wanted to dispel the runes, but she was still slower. Several runes had invaded her.

"Hmmm?" For a moment, Mu Yan felt that the body's meridians were tight, and it seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and could not help but change his face.

"烽天灵座, but that's it!" And at this time, another black man rushed over, actually a knife, and the whole body erupted, and the whole person, like a volcanic eruption, directly oppressed.

When Mu Mu saw it and wanted to shoot, it was discovered that the meridian was suppressed by a dark force, and her power was reduced by three points.

"Hey!" Just in a critical moment, a gunshot shadow fell above the sky, and it slammed, breaking the black knife's offensive.

Mu Yan looked up and saw the clouds rushing.

"Ling, are you okay?" Yun Teng figure fell, the burly body, such as the iron tower, between the cold world.

"Nothing." Mu Yan took a deep breath and shook his head, but felt that the dark force in the body did not disappear, and there was even a tendency to continue to become stronger.

This feeling, her face can not help but change, the heart, should not be in the middle of Pluto?

If that's the case, she would rather die than want to become a walking dead.

"Don't be nervous, you have to relax, keep your breath stable, and you must never use Xianli." At this time, Mu Qianxi and Nie Tian also came, the former looked at Mu Xi, said sinkingly.

Mu Yan brows up, and now she can stand by.

"Lingshu assured, these little sisters, gave it to the seat." Yun Teng faint smile, great pride.

"Trust him, he can cope." Mu Yan still wants to say something, but it was stopped by Mu Qian.

"I also go to help." Nie Tian nodded, figured a move, the hands of the sword, the sword is like the sea, the sword is shocking the world, pressing down to the black man.

More than a dozen black people saw the situation, and suddenly they fought back, but they were suppressed by Nie Tian, ​​and their bodies continued to fall.

"How is it possible?" Mu Yan saw this scene, and his face could not help but sink, and his heart was amazed.

Just now these black people joined forces and even she was forced to retreat.

However, Nie Tian, ​​even able to oppress the black man with the power of the sword, is too incredible.

It’s hard to be done. Nie Tian is younger and stronger than her scorpio.

In fact, Nie Tian’s age is similar to that of Mu Xi.

However, if it is based on the age of the martial arts, Nie Tian is very young.

In the age of Xiandao, Mu Yu has entered middle age.

If you talk about real strength, Mu Yan is obviously much stronger than Nie Tian.

Nie Tian can suppress the black man with the sword, for many reasons.

First of all, the black man who had been forced to retreat before had already consumed too much power, so now he is exhausted.

Secondly, Nie Tian’s shot was too late to take the lead, and the black man was caught off guard.

Finally, for some reason, Nie Tian’s sword meaning seems to have a natural suppression of the black man’s yin.

"Kids, your sword is very strong!" Above the sky, Yun Teng looked a little excited, shouted loudly, the whole body was released, and a shot fell. The endless gunshots directly pressed the past and could swallow the sky.

"砰!砰!砰!" Immediately, a muffled sound came out, more than a dozen black people, the body directly burst, and even the dark runes that escaped, are in the double oppression of guns and swords Next, it is directly crushed.

Mu Yanmei was deeply condensed and was shocked by the scene.

She did not think that Yun Teng and Nie Tian cooperated so perfectly, and actually killed more than a dozen black people.

After a while, the guns and swords dissipated.

Above the fairy field, but still standing in a black man, the dark runes of the whole body surging, the breath is very strange, people feel the inexplicable tremor.

Mu Qian's brow wrinkled, his eyes locked in the strange black man, and there was a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Mu Yan's face is also a bit ugly, also looking at the black man. "Pretend to be a ghost, so make a mystery!" Yun Teng is a wrinkle, a sneer, the cloud front in the hands of the rotation, the gun front pointed, the gun shadow directly hit the black man.