Vol 4 Chapter 75: If you die, you really die

All Xuewei's left hands have been raised, and the rings on their hands light up at the same time.
But at this moment their attack stopped.
Lu Hua trembled with anger.
He tremblingly raised his palm and pointed at the altar, his old voice filled with boundless anger:
"You can ignore even the family, you are really a good son of the Xue Clan! You are really a good son of my Lu family!"
"Get out of the way! Today's matter... the old man will let him go!"
However, the cold woman just used her thin and thin body to cover Mu Fan as much as possible, as the eyes of the melted snow fell on Mu Fan's face, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
What did she do with her outside affairs?
The sky slowly darkened, and the altar that had just calmed down started to vibrate again.
Everyone in the Snow Race has doubts on their faces. What is going on?
Lu Hua's face was instantly ugly.
"Senyu...someone is coming."
...
In the boundless darkness, Mu Fan looked down at his body reorganizing a little bit.
Then landed lightly.
How is this going?
Mu Fan looked at his hands and feet, Dragon Knight had disappeared, he had only one shorts on top of his body, this familiar feeling, as if he first entered the PO battle net...
But what is special is that his mind is as cold as iron, and the air around his ears seems to have life, and he can feel the night sending some kind of whisper to himself.
His thinking fell into a state of high-speed operation beyond any previous moment.
He felt a little detached in his current state.
Who! ?
Mu Fan suddenly turned his head and looked to the right, where a shadow seemed to flash across the darkness.
However, at this moment, a huge palm appeared silently behind him, and his five fingers were joined together into a knife...
Cut off suddenly!
At this moment, Mu Fan's right fist struck out a sudden ripple across the air on the strange side of his body.
The fist smashed through the Phantom Phantom.
A black shadow flashed past, and a faint green appeared behind Mu Fan. It was a blade of light that cut through the night, and it cut straight down in the next second!
However, at this moment, Mu Fan, who was about to fall with inertia, suddenly twisted his body in the air, his eyes were sharp, his hands were opened with ten fingers, and he pressed together!
boom!
There was a huge tremor.
The light blade disappeared, and a dark gold short stick with the thickness of a wrist was quietly placed in his palm.
When he saw the dark golden short stick clearly, Mu Fan's mind finally flashed through all the things he had before coma.
"……teacher!"
Mu Fan's voice trembled, and his eyes suddenly looked forward.
In the darkness, a shallow outline condenses.
A dilapidated cloak appeared from the depths of the darkness without warning, and two pulsating green flames slowly floated up.
The vicissitudes and hoarse voice sounded:
"Your growth is beyond expectation, I am very relieved."
"Teacher, are you awake? So now?" Mu Fan looked down at herself.
"This is the ultimate assessment that every temple inheritor must go through after condensing the heart of nether energy. This assessment should have been completed by my people. But now..."
The quiet green eyes blinked slowly, and they disappeared instantly. At the same time, a huge sense of crisis emerged from Mu Fan's side!
A straight, secluded green blade cut instantly, rubbing Mu Fan's left arm, he could feel the danger hidden in the cold light.
Mu Fan rolled away and shouted into the darkness: "Teacher, what are you going to do!"
"I will complete the ultimate assessment of the sanctuary for you."
"Shadow...walks fast."
In an instant, countless afterimages appeared in the void.
Each one is Mohanda's back, and each one carries the same unpredictable great danger.
"Are you afraid of death?" The voice of the vicissitudes of life even carried a certain kind of excitement. At this moment, Mohanda seemed to perform some kind of unusually sacred ceremony.
A light and shadow cut across from the side, Mu Fan flashed, but a slight blood line appeared on his cheek, his eyes were cold.
"not afraid!"
The three figures were condensed in the darkness behind him, with a loud voice, "When a comrade-in-arms dies and you are alone...Are you afraid of being alone?"
Three afterimages staggered across, and Mu Fan plowed out three blood troughs on his back. His mind began to flash the scene of his teammates fighting alone when he was fighting alone. His eyes were cold and his voice was shaking:
"Fearless!"
Mohanda's figure suddenly emerged from the sky, and a faint green blade of light popped out of his right arm. It stabled in an instant, and the voice fell from the sky: "You have the courage to be in a desperate situation and never retreat in the face of a thousand soldiers!?"
Mu Fan suddenly raised his head and said: "Under the stars, I... can go everywhere!"
There was a sudden wave of air under his feet, and the whole person jumped into a sudden, and his foot was like lightning.
Boom!
Amid the huge impact, the toes kicked above the light blade at a strange angle, Mohanda's figure disappeared, leaving only the sound from all directions echoing more violently:
"I was trapped in a sea of ​​worms and watched the people die one by one."
"I once gave up my faith and sought the highest power."
"When I was the only one left, I thought I was fighting alone."
"But until I voluntarily escaped from the shadows and gave up all glory, I found..."
"I am not fighting alone, because in the darkness, when the race fell into death again and again, generations of brave men...opened the road to self-salvation."
"My name, Mohanda!"
The sound is like the sonata of soul, and the space is agitated.
"My race, immortality!"
"Sixty seconds later, if you die..."
Another light blade slashed past, and Mu Fan's body jumped up lightly and vanished in the midair, leaving only Mu Fan's voice: "What will happen then, teacher!"
"You will really die."
In all directions, countless faint lights lit up.
The horrible murderous opportunities surged like a tsunami.
Mu Fan's breathing was as heavy as a wild beast, and the last touch of emotion in his voice faded ~EbookFREE.me~ A faint green color appeared in the depths of his pupils.
"Then what if I live?"
"...You will become the real, dark temple."
A light blade instantly cut down from the front.
Boom!
A bright spark bloomed.
A dark gold short stick accurately held the single-armed light blade.
Mu Fan and Mo Handa's eyes met, indifferent and ruthless.
The palm of his hand was twisted sharply.
Hum!
A faint green luster suddenly bloomed from Mu Fan's palm, and the dim short stick seemed to come alive completely at this moment!
There is no dragon core, no dragon knight battle armor, two curved faint green light blades-appear in an instant!
At this moment, countless afterimages rushed towards the lonely figure.
...
...
"The Son of God is coming, come, drag the two people down on the altar."
"If Lu Qingxue dared to resist, use your force without any scruples!"
Xuewei began to rush towards the altar.
"Old man, don't force the old man's daughter!"
On the high platform in the corner of the Sacrifice Square, a figure stood tall with an unforgettable hatred, with his left hand raised, and the pure golden light holding his eyes made the eyes very sacred.
However, Lu Hua's face was instantly hideous when he glanced at it, and many people in his tribe were shocked when they saw it.
The huge gem in the center of that high platform is the core of the entire square.
The golden light in the hands of the former patriarch Lu Changdong was the luster produced when the natal ring was about to explode.
He wants to blow up the core of Xueshi.
He wants to completely destroy this altar.
The slaying that may cause is unimaginable.
"Tell them to retire—"
boom!
In a deafening sound, Lu Changdong's left arm was beaten into a pool of blood, and he flew three meters across and fell to the high platform.
Lu Qingxue suddenly turned around.
"father!"