Chapter 1313: The pinnacle of group wars!

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"On the site of my Mu's house, how can you allow you little fellows to do whatever you want? Let me go to hell!" Murder together, Mu Xuansheng is also decisive. Jin, the vast expanse like the galaxy of the Nine Heavens, went straight to Ping Wuniang and Wan Dong. It seems that it is clearly intended to kill Wan Dong and Ping Wu Niang together.
"Shameless!"
A fire-like anger rose in Ping Wu-niang's chest, and her body shivered. If it is just her and it is dangerous, she may not be like this, but Mu Xuansheng is not the only one who wants to kill, but also Wan Dong, which is what Ping Wu Niang can't tolerate.
Ping Wu Niang had to run away on impulse, although she only forced out three lock spirit needles, but Ping Wu Niang's cultivation behavior had also recovered a few points. If she was spared, she could fight with Mu Xuansheng broken. However, at the moment when Ping Wu Niang was about to launch, another palm of Wan Dong also fell on her back, and at the same time, more turbulent qi, not to pour money into Ping Wu Niang's body.
"Senior, such a villain, no need to bother, my brothers can naturally deal with it!"
"your brother?"
In Ping Wu Niang's slightly stunned time, Luo Xiao and others had already rushed over. With Xiao Lang, Wang Yangde, and Ling Tianhua as the sword blades, and Luo Xiao and others as the sword fronts, Dingshan Weiqun Ying's shot was full of firepower.
A series of attack waves, with a sharp roar, instantly cut through the sky, the five colors of light, flickering at the same time, not only magnificent, but also infinitely magnificent.
"If you want to move our boss, you must pass us first!"
Xiao Lang and others who had just retired from the treasure of trial, were all murderous. Although there were only three people in between, they seemed to set off a wave among the sky. For one sink.
Not daring to be indifferent, Mu Xuansheng hurried to the palm of Ping Wu Niang and Wan Dong, struggling to reverse, and ushered in Dingshan Weiqunying with all his strength. The energies collided together, immediately bursting into a burst of gas explosions, and rolled up a gust of wind, roaring in all directions.
Also a strong man in the peak state of Shinto, Mu Xuansheng's cultivation behavior is obviously stronger than that of the blood skeleton killer appearing on the seventh peak. Luo Xiao and others, like the dead leaves wrapped in the wind, burst back one by one.
Xiao Lang, the three of the sword blades, was naturally taken care of by Mu Xuansheng, and the three people's mouths overflowed with blood at the same time. However, despite this, the fighting spirit of the three people is undiminished, and all the eyes burst into the cold light.
Dingshan Weiqun Ying is certainly not easy, but Mu Xuansheng is not much better. The palm strength put out with all his strength was actually resolved by Dingshan Weiqun Yingying, and the whole person also involuntarily took three steps backwards. Although it was far from Luo Xiao's embarrassment, the psychological impact of these three steps on Mu Xuansheng was violent beyond imagination.
"What's the point! A group of little cubs that haven't even grown up, and dare to sack in front of this seat? Let me die!"
Apart from the shock, even more uncontrollable rage burst from Mu Xuansheng's heart. In Li Xiao's voice, the palm front split a thousand times in an instant. Thousands of paths gathered together in one place, and turned into a storm, with the power to wipe out all the creatures of the world, swept out.
"Retreat!"
Seeing that Mu Xuan was vivid and really angry, Luo Xiao was also unequivocal. He shouted loudly, and Dingshan Weiqun became a bird and beast scattered at once, like an arrow just shot out, blasting away in all directions.
In this case, let alone Mu Xuansheng is the pinnacle of Shinto, even if he is a half-step holy spirit, he would be dumbfounded. The pinnacle of Shinto is not a after all, and of course will not be a doppelganger.
"Why not? See where you are fleeing!"
Mu Xuansheng did not want to stop there, looked at Xiao Lang, Wang Yangde and Ling Tianhua, the three strongest, and raised their legs to chase. It is naturally difficult to chase a peak of Tiange with the speed of a body of a Shinto peak. Mu Xuansheng almost only stepped out in one step, and has already caught up with Xiao Lang.
"Aren't your boys crazy, this seat will kill you first!"
After talking, Mu Xuansheng's right index finger suddenly pointed out, a green blue finger through the infinite killer, immediately like a snake letter, straight and extremely stab to Xiao Lang in the past.
"Want to kill me? It's not that easy!" At this time, Xiao Lang's achievements in the trial treasure land appeared.
Although Mu Xuansheng's finger style is fast, Xiao Lang's reaction speed is even more alarming. Even Mu Xuansheng can't help but be surprised. His finger almost came out just now, and Xiao Lang seemed to have foreseen danger. The figure slipped out of a mysterious and mysterious trajectory, elegant and flexible, which actually avoided Mu Xuansheng's fingers.
Such a clever dodge has nothing to do with the cultivation level, and it is because of this that Mu Xuansheng is even more surprised.
You know, not to mention the half-step Shinto, even if it is the first stage of the real Shinto realm, under Mu Xuansheng's guidance, I still want to be so calm.
"If it's just a matter of time, you little thieves, don't toss to heaven? Today, let me fall!"
A Wandong has already shaken Mu Xuansheng's mind, and now Xiao Lang, Luo Xiao and others have emerged. Mu Xuansheng felt the threat in his heart, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and the murderous opportunity revealed no doubt. ,
Bang Bang Bang!
Mu Xuansheng refused to give Xiao Lang a chance anymore, and waited until Xiao Lang's figure was completely settled, then he was a series of fingers, intensively raining toward Xiao Lang, and looking like that, it was a hint of breathing. He didn't want to leave it to Xiao Lang, and wanted to put it to death in one go.
At this moment, every trace of muscles and nerves in Xiao Lang's body was tight to the extreme. His body turned into a cloud of smoke, and his indifference was hard to find its true! This way of doing things is not enough for a half-step Shinto, even if it is described as "climbing to the extreme"!
when! puff!
In a crisp sound like Jin Ge's intersecting, Xiao Langheng suddenly protected the vital Lieyang sword in front of his chest, and suddenly a spark flashed. Mu Xuansheng's finger, just hit the sword front. Relying on the advantage of the strong sun sword, although the wind was blocked, the strong impact of the wave still made Xiao Lang unbearable, and a blood arrow squirted out of his mouth. Husband.
"Damn!"
Xiao Lang wiped the corners of his mouth, and an outcry came out. The gap between the half-step Shinto and the pinnacle of Shinto is ultimately too wide. Mu Xuansheng's direction, Xiao Lang can avoid one, but not all.
"Hey ... even if you can jump again, in front of this seat, it's just a grasshopper! Let's die!"
Mu Xuansheng succeeded without any hesitation. In the sneer, his figure burst out, his five fingers condensed his claws, and went straight to Xiao Lang's throat.
"Really?" At this time of life and death, Xiao Lang's face was not panic-stricken, but it was beyond Mu Xuansheng's expectations, and showed a ridiculous smile.
Just when Mu Xuansheng doubted whether Xiao Lang was crazy, unexpectedly, an unusually strong gust of wind came straight behind him and shot into the air.
"What's going on?" Mu Xuansheng was taken aback and subconsciously paused. The threat rushing from behind was enough to hit him even if he could not be put to death.
"Idiot! I'm not fighting alone!" Xiao Lang smiled coldly and stood up suddenly.
"Kill our brother and old fellow in front of us, do you think we are dead?"
In Luo Xiao's bursts of screams, Dingshan Weiqun Ying flew with a spirit of daring to let the world change his face. The enthusiasm filled with pride and anger erupted into a battle force that Mu Xuansheng was shocked by.
"hateful!"
Mu Xuansheng is like ignoring Luo Xiao and others, but he really dare not. With a roar, the palms were pushed out together, and a terrible power like a tsunami instantly condensed under his push.
Mu Xuansheng exerted all his strength, but Luo Xiao they did not want to retreat anymore, the strength of the two sides collided in the air, although not as much as a comet hitting the earth, it was also amazingly violent and brilliant.
Luo Xiao and others vomited blood and exploded, but Mu Xuansheng was also uncomfortable. His body was swaying, and his face was also a burst of whiteness.
The combat effectiveness of Luo Xiao and others seems to be stronger than before. Adversaries who are powerful and terrifying are terrible, but opponents who can continue to become stronger in battle are even more terrible! Obviously, Luo Xiao and others are such opponents!
"Grandma's, eat me a sword!" Just when Mu Xuansheng's heart shook, Xiao Lang was full of strength, and the blade of the blazing Yang sword kept erupting with a light comparable to the sun, incomplete The spirit of the sword was immediately urged, a series of sounds of dragons and tigers roared into the dust, and then turned into a heavy mountain, pressing directly on Mu Xuansheng's heart.
"I didn't expect you stinky boy to have such strength, is this seat really underestimating you?"
As soon as Mu Xuansheng turned around, he faced with a landslide-like sword awn, shooting at him in pieces. The glorious light was certainly shocking Mu Xuansheng. The swordsmanship contained in it and the death threats of Sen Leng's bones made Mu Xuansheng's heart jump.
By this time, Mu Xuansheng had no way to treat Xiao Lang and Luo Xiao as young ordinary youngsters.
Although it was a shock of the mind, Mu Xuansheng could be defeated, but it was also impossible. I saw Mu Xuansheng's right hand void, and there was a three-foot cold front in his palm. It's just that the sword in Mu Xuansheng's hand seems to be true and not true, but it is somewhat similar to the sword of Taoism that Wan Dong had condensed.
As soon as the sword came out, a powerful force of Ling Tian burst out. Xiao Lang's sword was still a few feet away from Mu Xuansheng, and was threatened by this powerful force. Obviously much lower than before.
"Your sword is good, but your sword way is still far away!" Mu Xuansheng swept out the cold front in his hands, but he saw no sword rushing into the sky, but he condensed a black and white light ball in the air.
The light ball is very strange, half black and white, slightly rotating, but it is somewhat similar to Taiji Yinyang fish. But within Mu Xuansheng's sphere of light, it is not the ‘fish’ that swims, but the swordsmanship that lingers like the lightning ...
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