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Seeing Mu Qingxue stepping out, Seven Killing Devil frowned slightly. Bayi? Chinese language network WYW? W ?. ８8.1ＺW. Com

He didn't expect that Mu Qingxue, a holy sword ambassador to the hidden tomb of the sword, really took the initiative for an unknown swordsman, but thinking of the power of the sword just now, he could not help but take a breath and calmly said:

"Mu Qingxue, the boy is not dead, why are you so aggressive!"

"In my case, I won't say it a second time. In your face, the Seven Slayers, I can leave you a whole body."

Mu Qingxue stepped out step by step, with a calm tone, but those eyes revealed a chilling edge.

Until this moment, she was still a little bit worried about what was just now.

At the moment when the Seven Killing Demon and the Hexadao man started, she also distracted her attention and didn't even realize that someone was going to take a shot at Luo Feng. If she had just been successful by her opponent, she would not know how to face Yue Haitang in the future. Unable to explain to the sword king.

Therefore, that Hei Mingzong disciple must die!

Looking at Mu Qingxue who was approaching step by step, the Seven Killing Devil's face was gloomy. "Mu Qingxue, don't bully people too much. I don't think I'm really afraid of you."

Talking, the blood line in the middle of the forehead of the Seven Killing Monsters was opened for a few minutes, and the whole body was full of blood.

Mu Qingxue ignored, and his right hand was gently placed on the hilt.

"Humph!"

Heishadao people snorted coldly, and they came to support.

brush! brush!

The sound of the wind broke, and two figures, one left and one right, appeared at the position of twenty steps around Mu Qingxue, virtually blocking the way for everyone present.

Liu Yunjian ’s face looks like a boy ’s face, with a slightly innocent smile: “Our holy sword envoys, idlers, etc. must not approach. Otherwise ...”

"Grid! Kill! Don't! On!"

Raising his eyelids, the smile on Liu Yunjian's face narrowed and became cold and ruthless, with a bright and dazzling look, like a peerless sword.

Heishaoda frowned, stopped, and looked at several masters of the Moyan tribe not far away.

"Master Red Fire!"

The obese devil-eye tribe turned his head to look at the old demon-eye tribe.

The red-eyed demon-eye family looked at the harp and the ghost knife, and without a trace, glanced at Luo Feng who stayed with the fantasy butterfly, his eyelids dropped slightly, and the voice said: "The time has not come."

"Then let them fight against each other!" Sneer on the face of the obese devil eyes.

Yinyue Greedy Wolf also did not move. He also wanted to ask the whereabouts of Lingyue Xianji's blood relative from Luo Feng's mouth. This is more important than anything. He was also very dissatisfied with the sudden murder of the disciple of Mozong. At this moment, it is fun to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

Mu Qingxue stopped ten steps in front of the Seven Killing Demon King and saw that the Seven Killing Devil would not give up, saying: "Three moves. After three moves, if he does not die, I will spare him his life."

"you!"

The Seven Killing Devil was completely provoked and sneered: "Okay! Three tricks, I'll see how you kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood-red vertical line on the forehead of the Seven Killing Demon opened a three-pointer again, and the blood light revealed was even worse. His blood was surging, and he and the Heiming Disciple were shrouded in it. Ten feet high.

Quack quack ...

His blood was constantly twisted and changed, and instantly turned into countless blood faces that were extremely twisted. He opened his mouth to capture the grotesque screams, as if the evil spirits crawled out of Jiuyou Hell, making people fear.

"Seven Deadly Smoke!"

Luo Feng recognized at a glance that what the Seven Kills Demon King had cast was the Seven Killing Souls that had attacked him.

However, the Seven Killing Souls that attacked him at the time had only one blood face, and there are countless blood faces here!

"First move."

Mu Qingxue's eyes flickered, and a snoring sound came out of her sheath.

Hey!

Almost immediately after the sword came out of the sheath, the countless swords exploded, as if there were countless sword shadows floating in the void. With Mu Qingxue's sword finger, countless sword shadows, combined into a sharp and unrivaled sword spirit, directly Cut to the body of the Seven Killing Demon King.

At the beginning of this sword qi was only a few feet. With the integration of the sword shadow, it suddenly expanded to dozens of feet, and even the sharp spirit contained in it was rising. It seemed that there was nothing to stop. There was an indescribable intensity. The void was penetrated.

"No amount of sword energy!"

The Seven Killing Demon King did not expect that Mu Qingxue was a killing move when he shot, and he did not dare to neglect.

Bang Bang Bang Bang ...

The sword gas captured by the **** big hand keeps shaking. With the integration of the surrounding sword shadows, the emitted sword is getting stronger and stronger. The **** faces continue to dissipate into nothingness, and the squeaking noises are getting sharper and sharper. Shock waves in distorted space, scattered radiation.

The masters in the surrounding area have long been prepared, each holding a mask in front of him to defend the impact.

Hum!

After the piano waved, she held up a huge glass mask, covering her, Luo Feng, and Phantom Butterfly, without being affected by the impact.

"This is the duel between the masters." Luo Feng looked at Mu Qingxue and the Seven Killing Devil and took a deep breath.

With no amount of sword energy, he has seen Yue Haitang, Su Zhuyun, etc., but compared with Mu Qingxue, the difference between the two is simply a heaven and a ground.

No wonder the queen and the Seven Killing Devil and other men battled in Qianjiling. Just the aftermath of the battle, they have killed countless true Yuanjing strong men. If it was not the queen, he would certainly not resist this terrible impact.

Squeak! Squeak ...

The sword Qi continued to break through the seven killing fumes, and the **** hands creaked, as if the bones were crackling and crunching, it seemed to collapse at any time.

The Seven Killing Devil frowned, his momentum surged again, and his **** hands immediately stabilized.

Seeing the Seven Killer Demon attacking with all his strength, Mu Qingxue sneered at the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his hand waved, and the blade disappeared into the void.

Huh!

The air flow between the heavens and the earth flew in a moment, as if stationary, without any warning. A sword gas appeared behind the Seven Killing Demon King, rolled up a sword gas tornado, and a sword was cut off.

"not good!"

The Seven Killing Devil's face changed greatly, with gains and losses. He attacked with all his strength, and naturally protected the disciples of the Hei Ming Zong behind him, and naturally he neglected a few points. He only heard a bang, and the weak Seven Killing Soul was cut off with a sword , And the body of the disciple of Heimingzong.

Seeing this scene, everyone changed their looks. The sword was too fast. Not only the eyes couldn't keep up, but the perception was hard to keep up!

Seeing the body of Heimingzong, the Seven Killer Devil looked extremely ugly, watching Mu Qingxue said, "You actually practiced the infinite amount of instant kill sword to the level of Dacheng, reaching a thousand times the sound. No wonder you have the confidence to kill him with three moves!"

Huh!

Mu Qingxue closed his sword and returned to the sheath, without words.

The Seven Killing Devil's eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at Luo Feng in the distance, and said coldly: "Mu Qingxue, you are really strong, but no matter how strong your personal combat power is, you can't change anything. You have to know, Today's sword tomb is no longer what it used to be. You are so powerful and aggressive for a nameless name, it will not do much to the sword tomb! "

"I don't need your advice."

Mu Qingxue stopped and looked back at the Seven Killing Demon King, with no expression: "The only thing that can control me is the sword in my hand. If you don't agree with me, you can ask my sword!"