Chapter 3543: Holy Testament

The Lord ’s eyes sank, and the Holy Power erupted. It seemed that he had never been poisoned. He had the highest strength.
"Mu Fengyun, do you really think you will be my opponent? You are too underestimated, and today you dare to come, then I happened to kill you in the holy tribe." The Lord Sen Leng looked towards Mu Situation.
"Boom!" Instantly, the Lord and Mu Fengyun have fought in the air for countless rounds. Another sacred light whistled out, "Mu Qingyu, my father solves Mu Fengyun, then I will solve you! You dare to take the position of my Holy Son, and let me suffer such humiliation. Today I will make you My men defeated and crushed every bone of you
Head, drain all your blood. "
Mu Qingxi said coldly, "You just can't do it?"
The more powerful Holy Light erupted from Mu Qingyu, gorgeous and dazzling.
Even if Sheng Taoyang is the son of the Lord, his strength is much more arrogant than Mu Qingyu, and he loses all glory under his light.
Whether it is looks or temperament, the difference is too far.
Sheng Taoyang stared coldly at this distinguished young man, as if God had a lot of care for him, no one else could surpass him anyway, and the jealousy in his eyes was flowing.
Mu Qingyi, will die!
Sheng Taoyang's strength soared to the peak of the 9th step of the Spirit God, which was far worse than his father's Lord, but it was still imposing.
Mu Qingyu has only the third order of the spirit god, and his dark eyes still have a confident light.
All he had to do was go beyond that man.
Just a Saint Tao Yang, he will lose!
The horrific Holy Power turned into a storm, and the two men, who were far apart in level, fought fiercely in the air.
The sword in Mu Qingyi's hand turned into a cold light, and rushed to Sheng Taoyang like a lightning, and his warfare erupted more and more.
"You ... why did you become so strong all of a sudden." Sheng Taoyang was horrified.
In the holy sacrifice tower, he once fought against Mu Qingyu.
Even if his strength has been improved by three orders now, it will not be as powerful as today.
Mu Qingtao waved his sword to pursue Sheng Taoyang, but felt that Sheng Taoyang, who was holding the winning ticket, was being pursued by Mu Qingtao at the moment and fell into the downwind.
Mu Qianxi has been watching her brother, watching Sheng Taoyang's failure, she laughed: "Brother is so handsome!"
"Look at me, don't look at him! I'm stronger." Jiu Ye close to Mu Qianxi's ear.
"Well! I know that, but my brother looks good too. Have you noticed something wrong with your brother?" Mu Qianxi asked.
She didn't see whether it was San Hualu's nonsense or the method of the Lord that was too secretive.
"No!" Jiu Ye replied.
Mu Qingyan had the upper hand against Sheng Taoyang.
Mu Fengyun fought against the Lord, and naturally fought in the upper hand.
I have to say that the foundation of the Lord is deeper, but Mu Fengyun, who has fought against the of death, is already so powerful that the Lord cannot shake it.
As for the other saints, because of poisoning, they were solved by the masters of Xuantianjie.
Of course, they knew that Her Majesty and His Royal Highness did not need help, and it would be nice to admire their unparalleled fighting posture.
"Boom!" The force of terror in the air raged, and a silver thunder fiercely slashed at the Lord.
"Boom!" The Lord hit the ground fiercely from the air.
"Hmm ..." Black blood spurted.
The horror and poison that had disappeared before appeared again, and the Lord seemed to be 40-50 years old.
"The poison of Wanduo evil dragon is too overbearing. Without poisoning, Mu Fengyun would not be able to defeat me." The Lord resigned.
"Hmm ..." On the other side, Mu Qingyu countless swords in a row.
Sheng Taoyang's pupils shrank abruptly, and they could not avoid it. They could only use all the divine power to turn into defense.
"唰 唰 唰 " Mu Qingtao erupted into a more powerful attack. His defense could only be blocked for a while and then disintegrated.
"Booming!" In fact, he strengthened in vain, and Mu Qingyu still raised the first-order and fourth-order spirit at this moment.
The momentum was rising steadily, and he swept to Sheng Taoyang with a mighty sweeping power.
"噗嗤 噗嗤 " Sheng Taoyang had countless blood drops on his body, and he was unable to fall from the air.
He is the holy son of the holy tribe. In the holy tribe, his one order can let countless strong men kill Mu Qingyu.
However, it was before, and now he is hit hard by Mu Qingyu, and there is no one available to him.
His father was defeated, and no one could save him.
Mu Fengyun looked at Sheng Ning and said, "Mother, he! I killed."
Sheng Ningji looked at the Lord, his eyes were cold, and he said, "Feng Yun, if you want to kill, kill."
She still has feelings for the saints, but she only hates the saints. He is not worthy of being the saints.
The Lord said: "I also know that I must die, at least let me finish my last words and then die? My last words are related to frivolity."
Mu Qianxi swept over and said, "What last words do you have? Let's go!"
They thought that the Lord wanted to take care of him and to save his life, but this was not the case.
The Lord said: "I am very clear about frivolous talents. I now announce that I will allow frivolence to become the Holy Lord of the Holy Tribe. I also hope that you will not destroy the Holy Tribe."
"Well ..." Sheng Taoyang was now in pain all over his body, but his father's words were going to destroy his reason.
"Father, you are more optimistic about Mu Qingyou. Am I your biological son or is he? You didn't care about my life and death until you died, but you let Mu Qingyou be the Holy Son." Complained.
Even if he knew that even now the Lord had asked him to take over, he could not sit still and was still very angry.
"I'm not interested." Mu Qingxi said quietly.
Sheng Taoyang has been a son for so many years and has always wanted to take over his father's position.
Now that position falls on Mu Qingshen's head, he refuses, and even twists his jealous face.
"You ... you will be as loyal to me as you are to me, and you should be able to save your life." The Lord ordered to some of his confidants.
Mu Fengyun said coldly, "What does my son want to do? It's not your turn to draw your fingers, you can die!"
"Oh!" Mu Fengyun's merciless sword pierced the heart of the Lord.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't take any life-saving cards to slay, and he was completely out of breath.
Mu Qianxi went to Mu Qingyu and said, "Brother, do you feel unwell?"
"No!" Mu Qingxi replied.
"I'll kill Sheng Taoyang."
Mu Qingqi lifted his sword, cut it without hesitation, and sent pale Tao Sheng to accompany his father.
Blood splattered, and the shadow of Sheng Taoyang suddenly changed.
The dark shadow shrouded Mu Qingyu, and restrained him.
A pair of white, scarcely white hands protruded from the black shadow, holding a sharp dagger, against Mu Qing's neck. Immediately afterwards, a dark figure appeared behind Mu Qingyu like a ghost.