Chapter 1327: Destiny Idol!

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"Stinky boy, is it still hard to stand up to be soft at this time? Even if you just say a word, I can find the reason to save you. If you don't say anything, how can I be good?" Mu Yucheng He couldn't see it on the surface, but his heart was burning like a fire.
Yes, in order to take care of the overall situation, Mu Yucheng did not take Wan Dong as a thing at first, but slowly, as Wan Dong's character and talents were displayed one by one, Mu Yucheng became more and more fond of him. Coupled with the presence of Mu Tiannan, Mu Yucheng at this time has actually regarded Wan Dong as a disciple of the Mu family, and is still a baby pimple.
The previous ones look harsh and arrogant, in fact, they are more a kind of examination for Wandong. Now, Mu Yucheng is quite satisfied with Wan Dong's performance, but how to close it now seems to have become a big problem.
Seeing the dense purple winds connected to each other, a shocking purple storm will form, and Mu Yucheng's tight palms have even shed sweat beads and become a wet one. He only wished he could kneel down and begged Wandong to give him a cry, so he could use the question to play and save him.
But Wandong is good. In the face of this critical moment of life and death, he just clenched his steel teeth and said nothing, making Mu Yucheng love and hate!
As the head of the Yipin family, of course, you can't go against it. But if it's time to reach a critical moment, Mu Yu's achievements can be regarded as this face, and they can also reach out.
Mu Ao, Mu Xuansheng, Ling Tianhou and others are not the roundworms in Mu Yucheng's stomach. Of course they don't know what he is thinking about. At this time one by one anxious, almost catching up with the ants on the hot pot. Even Mo Taichang is no exception. His expression is green and red, and his brows are tight and loose. When he looks at it, he knows that his heart is never calm.
"Homeowner! Anyway, there are the faces of Elder Tiannan, you have to think of a way!" Mu Xuansheng was the first to resist and shouted at Mu Yucheng.
Mu Yucheng's heart was already stretched to the extreme. After listening to Mu Xuansheng's words, he immediately made up his mind and scolded fiercely in his heart, "Well, you bastard, Lao Zi has served you! I do n’t need a face! "
However, when Mu Yucheng made up his mind to prepare for Wandong's siege, Wandong's body suddenly changed, and was originally compressed by infinite traps, almost immobile, and he suddenly got rid of the mountain-like dignity. Suddenly became extremely light. Lighthearted ... like a gust of wind!
The purple wind surging around Wandong, on the contrary, suddenly lost its spirituality, no longer violently, and it seems that there is no longer a threat to Wandong. It is so fixed in mid-air, neither active nor not. Dissipation, the situation gives people an indescribable strangeness.
"This ... is this another change of the ninety-five-year-old purple wind killing?" Mu Yucheng's head first popped with such a thought, but when his eyes glanced from the ninety-five-year black-faced face, he Immediately denied this idea. There is no reason for him, just because the complexion of the Ninth Five-Year Plan is unsightly beyond imagination. Obviously, what happened before him is definitely not under his control.
"what!"
When Mu Yucheng thought about the rebirth of the sinus, there was already a scream of excitement there. I saw Wan Dong's flesh, even passing through the purple wind, just like passing through the air, relaxed and natural, without the slightest obstruction!
But the purple wind is not air after all, but a real killer condensed by the Ninth Five-Year Plan, which is enough to turn the body of steel into powder.
"Homeowner, could it be ... the old man dazzled, what's going on?" Mu Ao rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the shock and doubt on his face could hardly be added.
In the end, Mu Yucheng's eyes are getting brighter and brighter at the moment, and the color of shock and excitement almost turns out to spout.
"Okay, I really didn't expect that this kid has realized the true meaning of the wind! The control and perception of the wind are even higher than that of the Ninth Five-Year Plan! Hahaha ... In front of this kid, it's just a big sword in front of Guan Gong! Miaozai Miaozai! "
Mu Yucheng, who was still nervous before sweating, could not help clapping and laughing. I have to say that the surprise that Wan Dong brought him added another point!
"The true meaning of the wind ?!"
In Mu Ao, Mu Xuansheng, Mo Taichang and other people's shocked eyes, Wan Dong's figure has easily escaped the purple wind. A smile of evil spirits suddenly appeared in the corner of his mouth, Wan Dong's body slammed, and his right hand waved in response.
The profound power of the mysterious law suddenly poured out, like an invisible large net, covering the pieces of purple wind.
"Little bastard, what do you want to do !?" It was only then that the Ninth Five-Year Plan was awakened from the shock, and Zhang reprimanded.
"What are you doing? Hey ... He will be cured with his own way!"
Along with Wandong Langlang's words, his gestures waved faster and more anxiously, a purple wind set in the air, with Wandong's gestures, slowly gathered and merged into one, gradually forming a full bucket The thick and fierce wind column, purple light soaring, amazing murderous!
"Okay! What a man who governs his own way with his own way of life!" Mu Yucheng was more and more excited to look at it, and even more reluctant to praise Wan Dong and laughed.
Mu Ao, Mu Xuansheng, Mo Taichang and others looked at each other. No one imagined that a young descendant like Wan Dong could actually make the ninety-five-year-old air jump like thunder, and his manners were greatly lost!
"you wanna die!"
What is the rule of his own way? From the perspective of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, it is a naked face. In the sound of Li Xiao, a huge phantom with a height of tens of feet was pulled up from behind the dark sky of the Ninth Five-Year Plan.
This phantom is so huge that it is similar to the tenth percentile of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and even the expression is generally the same. This is the mortal idol that only the Holy Soul Realm can condense. Not to mention the power, the coercion of nature alone is enough to convince the countless peaks of Shinto!
"The Ninth Five-Year Plan is empty, are you too overkill?" Mu Yucheng's complexion suddenly changed, and his eyes spouted with anger. The people of the Ninth Five-Year Family are indeed high in cultivation, but this measure is indeed uncomfortable.
The Ninth Five-Year Plan is now full of anger, and ignores Mu Yucheng's words. With a slight stroke of the right hand, the big hand of the natal idol immediately pressed towards Wandong.
The big hand appeared above Wandong's head, just like a huge cloud, covering the sky and covering the sun, making people breathless.
"Hey ... Is the young man afraid of you?"
Wan Dong sneered with a sneer, Huo Ran Qingtian exploded in his right hand, and the purple wind column with the thickness of the bucket suddenly whistled, just like a purple dragon, soaring into the sky.
"Glow the firefly light, kill me!"
The Nine-Five Years did not look at the sky, and pressed his palm straight down. The huge palm shadow directly caught the purple wind column in the palm of the hand. The five fingers of the huge palm shadow tightened immediately, trying to crush the purple wind column.
Although this purple wind column has changed after Wan Dong's hand, in the view of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, its essence is still his purple wind kill. Can't you understand your unique skills? I thought it would be possible to crush it under this grasp.
But this is often the case, the ideal is very rich, the reality is very backbone. The five fingers of the huge palm shadow only received half of it, and a strange light suddenly burst out of the purple wind column. This strange light, condensed but not scattered, revolved endlessly around the purple wind column. At first glance, it looked like a nebula, a force of law that could not be resisted, bursting out from the center.
Click! Click!
As soon as the nebula came out, it actually withstood the contraction of the five fingers of the giant palm. At the same time, the purple wind column began to show its power, spreading countless lightning-like purple mansions and bursting in the palm of the giant palm.
This idol is connected to the dark soul of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. Once it is injured, the consequences are very serious. The complexion of the Ninth Five-Year Plan changed instantly. When the white eyebrows were wrinkled, almost eight of his body's qi was mobilized, and countless avenues of purple light flashed from all directions, converging into the giant palm. .
"Your little has realized both the true meaning of Fengyun at the same time, which is simply evil! If you are not strangled in the cradle, and then take the time, I am afraid that even the old man will succumb to you!"
The voice of Nine Five's dull sky was extremely low, and the murderous eruption from him was even more terrifying.
With the huge amount of Dao Qi being poured into the giant palm, the five fingers of the giant palm began to shrink slowly. After all, Wan Dong's Xiu Wei is much worse than the 9th Five-Year Plan. In the face of this absolute gap, everything can only be a cloud.
Fortunately, Wan Dong did not intend to confront the Ninth Five-Year Plan from the beginning. What he wanted was to delay the time as much as possible.
I deliberately hide the fact that I understand the true meaning of the wind. Under the encirclement and suppression of the purple wind, I am embarrassed to act like this.
Now that it can't be installed anymore, it's no big deal. A burst of anger broke out in Wandong's mouth, and the true meaning of the sword immediately broke out. The purple wind column, under Wandong's idea, turned into a purple giant sword, and it was shocking!
Nine-five years of emptiness use the image of natal mortal, Wandong sacrifices the true meaning of the sword at this time, put aside the difference between the two ways of moral cultivation, and in understanding the heaven and earth, Wandong can completely compare with the nine-five years Empty shoulders.
The obscure words of the Ninth Five-Year Plan are not unreasonable. In time, he will be stepped on by Wan Dong!
boom!
When the Nine Five-Year Dark Sky controlled the giant palm to destroy Wandong's Purple Sword, Wandong's Purple Sword chose to explode.
What condenses into this purple sword is not Wan Dong's morale, but all comes from the ninety-five-year dark sky, which is powerful and absolutely beyond imagination.
Unexpectedly, even the 9th Five-Year Plan was not able to respond in a timely manner. In a series of earth-shattering blasts, the giant palm was actually blasted to a little finger.
Although it's just a little finger, it's also very different from the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and at the same time his face changes greatly, a blood stain can't help but come out of the mouth ...