cold wings

Most of the Xingyue Palace has been destroyed, and the eight major families have an unshakable position in the three continents. The defeat in front of many people can't help but make the faces of several people suddenly pale, and the extreme anger rises instantly!

Bingyixuan coldly looked down at the eight masters who had suffered a disastrous defeat, and said coldly: "Get out!"

Someone bit his lip, his face was completely torn because of the fiasco, his eyes were reddened with revenge and destruction: "Slay into the Xingyue Palace! Let's all go in together! Destroy the Xingyue Palace!"

One person speaks out, and the crowd gathers in an uproar. Leng Chenli, Gu Ying, Jing Feng and others intertwine with many people to form a piece, covering the entire snow mountain, and the bloody killing is staged again!

The people from the three continents had their eyes turned red. Suddenly, a voluptuous blue figure swirled down from the sky. Lan Ye's clothes danced lightly, and his blue hair fluttered wildly. When he passed over the heads of all the people, their bodies seemed to be Being imprisoned and restrained, they all stopped their killing movements and fell to their knees one after another, without any strength left to fight.

Everyone raised their heads suddenly: "Mu Han...it's Mu Han!"

"Yo, there are so many people here today." Mu Han smiled charmingly, his dark blue eyes swept across the dark crowd, and the evil light diffused in his eyes, as if these people were as disdainful as dust in his eyes.

"You are really idiots. Has it been a long time since the last battle? Your strength has recovered. We were able to cause you heavy losses last time. How sure are you that we will fight this time?" Shining with a strange luster, talking about seemingly insignificant things!

The silver eyes flashed with ironic and strange light, suddenly, Bing Yixuan instantly noticed that the aura of the person beside him began to gradually loosen, he quickly stretched out his arm, and held Mu Han's body tightly at an angle that others could not see .

Cold sweat slipped from his forehead, his charming face was as pale as snow, feeling the support of the arm behind him, Mu Han smiled indifferently.

"Don't... don't be afraid... Let's kill them together! Exterminate them together!" Someone mustered up his courage, but still refused to let go, his eyes were filled with scarlet, "There are so many of us, we will definitely be able to kill them!" Kill these two monsters!"

Mu Han hooked his lips evilly: "In my opinion, you were also bought by the Shen family, oh! No, the Feng family bought you, right?"

As soon as these words came out, no one moved rashly.

The man opened his eyes wide in horror: "You...you spout blood!"

Mu Han's blue eyes narrowed slightly, his face pale: "The lackeys of the Feng family should report to hell!"

After all, the light of Yaolan's spirit sword shot through the man's body, even the corpse was torn apart, but the bloody corpse couldn't cover up that other trace.

"That's Feng Jialing?!" The faces of Jingfeng and others were full of disbelief.

Leng Chenli was stunned. At this time, he no longer knew how many people from the so-called Three Continents defected to Feng's family, and he couldn't even imagine how many people were wearing hypocritical masks to fight against the already defeated Xingyue. The mainland arranges one unknown game after another, falling into the game and unable to extricate itself, but loses the most primitive self.

Suddenly, the moment Leng Chenli came back to his senses, the blue and silver figure intertwined with the black crowd, silver hair and blue hair danced lightly, blood splattered, people from all continents swarmed up, in the scarlet The snow-capped mountains all over the world ruined one's own life, one by one, groups of deaths were overwhelming, and the endless killings were dyed a heinous color under the blue sky!

The brutal killing was going on crazily, the entire snow mountain was no longer pure and holy, and the snow color was like a sinful abyss.

The blood-soaked demon flower is becoming more and more evil, more and more beautiful, blooming with sinful magic, the ultimate coquettishness!

"Don't kill! Bing Yixuan, Mu Han, stop!" Leng Chenli yelled, he no longer knew how to stop the killing, the shattered souls fell like dust in their hands, and the blood-stained There is no end in sight to the way back.

"Don't stop it." Gu Ying looked at Leng Chenli, and said lightly, "Didn't you see that those who really died were spies of the Feng family?"

Hearing the news, he put away his panic, glanced at the horrific broken corpse and said: "Feng Jialing...all are Feng Jialing!"

Leng Chenli looked at the indifferent appearance of the eight masters and some disciples of Tianzhi and Diqi, his angry eyes were full of fire: "They killed the lackeys of the Feng family, don't bother with those two people again!"

"Okay, okay, okay! We won't intervene." The people of the Qu family finally took the disciples of the Qu family with interest, no longer in charge of the killing in the snowy realm, and then turned and left.

"Today's matter, we...we will not pursue it anymore." Several families also left with Qu's family.

Leng Chenli stared angrily at the backs of each family leaving, really wanted to curse.

Why didn't he know that those people had absolutely no ability to deal with the Feng family, and they wished that those two guys would die with the Feng family, and when the world calmed down, they could sit on the mainland safely and gain unrivaled glory.

The cold wind mixed with the smell of blood blows through the snowy land, and countless stumps are stained red with the white and flawless snow. .

Corpses were scattered all over the place, and nearly a thousand spies of the Feng family were all killed in less than a quarter of an hour of ransacking. Only the light of the Feng family order was flickering ferociously, and some of the troublemakers had already left.

The desolate cold wind blew away, and the entire snowy land returned to tranquility again.

Mu Han lightly closed his eyes, his face pale and terrifying, he said coldly: "Have all the irrelevant people died?"

Jingfeng and the others were startled, as if they sensed that something was wrong with the man in blue, and the anger that was originally full of stomach disappeared immediately.

Bing Yixuan gave a faint acknowledgment, and his evil silver eyes firmly suppressed emotions that others couldn't see.

The blue eyes opened slightly, and Mu Han couldn't hold back the blood in his body any longer. He held onto his chest tightly, and just about to open his lips to speak, unexpectedly, a big mouthful of blue blood gushed out suddenly, removing everything. The loaded body is like a butterfly with broken wings, slowly falling...

"Mu Han—" All the people present, except Bing Yixuan, screamed at the same time, but Jing Feng couldn't believe it, and Mu Han fell powerlessly in front of his eyes.