"clank……"

The sound of the piano suddenly became dense,

A drop of blood burst out from Lan Ruo's fingers.

Her face turned pale,

A trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but his slender jade fingers were still noisy and mixed. Big beads fell on the jade plate, and a smile appeared on his pale face.

Tang Sanshiliu had already knelt on the ground on one knee, activate the true energy in his body, and put one hand on Lan Ruo's shoulders.

The previous oppression of the Ten Directions Formation and the current full firepower of the sixteen masters have already caused the qi and blood to surge in their bodies. Fortunately, they are both strong. If they were ordinary people, they would have been crushed to pieces, just like the horse next to them that has become a meat paste.

The blood on the corner of Fairy Lan Ruo's mouth dripped onto the piano and said softly: "Young master fights the world, I can play the piano to cheer him up, and it will be a waste of my 30 years of practicing the piano!"

Mu Feiqing looked back at her, and that glance was full of beautiful scenery in the world.

"I hope you can caress my whole life for me!"

Mu Feiqing turned around,

Lan Ruo smiled,

"I won!"

What she won was only known by herself, and her piano.

Sixteen masters came with overwhelming momentum, rolling up and down.

The strong wind blew in her robe, and Mu Feiqing rushed forward,

"Today, I will kill until no one dares to provoke me again!"

The palm of the dragon is coming out,

A majestic dragon roar shook the sky,

Like metal and stone breaking the sky, resounding through the sky.

The timidity rushed into the bones of people, causing everyone to panic. Mu Feiqing disheveled his hair and looked like crazy. In a flash, he rushed into the battle formation set by the sixteen masters.

In the sky and the earth, from all directions,

One of the female masters held a three-foot coffin in his hand, floating in his hand, strange and mysterious. There was also a master who held the Bodhi tree of Buddha Sect in his hand, and the golden light filled with mist. When the heavenly power was revealed, it rumbled...

"Bang!"

In a shocking duel, Mu Feiqing slapped out his palm, and a dragon's tail was thrown away in the air. When he met a master, he burst into endless waves of air.

boom!

At the same time, the void collapsed, and an unknown master seemed to have crossed the space. A supreme vitality overflowed like a mountain, smashing towards Mu Feiqing. A golden dragon roared and swooped away, drowning everything.

Sixteen masters took action together, and various means emerged one after another.

Mu Feiqing was coiled with giant dragons,

Just like a god, the more you fight, the more brave you become.

On the wasteland, thousands of air waves and thousands of auspicious lights soared into the sky, spreading along the large cracks on the surface, and rushing out huge gullies.

Many people in the Demonic Path who had no time to escape rolled into the gullies or were submerged in the Grandmaster's air waves, killing and injuring countless people.

Even so, many people who were far apart were almost fainted by the fluctuations.

In particular, the heaven and earth energy condensed into the entity, either a shocking shot or a ball of fire, rushed into the mountains. Some tall trees collapsed instantly, and several people came and went in the air, and even some mountains were directly shattered.

Mu Feiqing's white clothes are better than snow, and her hair is loose.

His battle is frightening, it is like his vitality will not be exhausted, and his power will become stronger and stronger as he fights. He has a cold feeling, but he is extraordinary and transcendent.

The exiled immortal has a peerless charm and is as bright as an immortal.

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, several masters were knocked down from the world. Mu Feiqing rushed past like a banished immortal, facing more than a dozen masters' elusiveness, and the sky was full of colors and was very beautiful.

…………

"What an unparalleled young master Feiqing!"

On a mountain in the distance, a long sword suddenly broke through the clouds and slashed on a wisp of green smoke, slashing the wisp of green smoke. The figure of the old man Huangshi appeared. At the same time, Tianyong Zhenren appeared in front of him.

Real person Tianyong looked at the battle on the wasteland, sighed, looked at the old man Huangshi, and said, "Old Monster Huangshi, you have no chance to intervene in this battle. If you intervene, I, Tianyong, apologize for death!"

The old man Huangshi looked at the sick sword in the hands of Zhenren Tianyong. He knew that he could not escape the pursuit of Zhenren Tianyong. He could only sigh helplessly, stand on the top of the mountain, and quietly look at the battle in the wasteland.

True Man Tianyong smiled slightly, let go of the spiritual sword, floated beside him, and looked at the wasteland.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I really want to fight him!"

…………

"You are still alive!"

During the battle in the sky, Mu Feiqing's eyes seemed to shoot out two beams of light, staring at a master holding a sword. With a wave of his hands, a golden dragon hovered away and flew towards the master.

The master was shocked and raised his sword to kill him, and the sword light broke into the sky!

Suddenly, the master's face suddenly turned pale and then collapsed and dissipated.

With a loud bang, the master turned into blood mist.

A master fell,

Everyone in the Nether God Cult was shocked, and a master shouted: "Don't fight alone, Mu Feiqing's palm technique is too fierce, block it alone..."

"puff"

Before the master could finish his words, Mu Feiqing suddenly appeared in front of him, with a dragon submerged from his palm, and the golden glow filled the space and rushed forward.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the master fell again.

"kill!"

Two masters carrying long spears were killed, and they sacrificed their spears, and they combined them into one. With a slight shock, the sky cracked open and the energy of heaven and earth filled with energy.

"kill!"

Mu Feiqing roared, his snow robe was broken, and he emitted blood. Long dragons kept spinning, making his blood boil, and he was strong against the two masters.

At this moment, the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

The devil cries and howls, blood rain pours down,

At the same time, all enemies besieged over, and even seemed as if fairies appeared, and the mist was evaporated.

All the strange phenomena in the world were knocked out, and only vaguely could see lusters, entangled together and constantly colliding.

This battle made the day dark,

It seemed as if the night was rushing again, the beams of light surged, and red mist filled the sky, and the lights soared into the sky and fell rapidly. They were the masters, fighting together.

"hold head high……"

The sound of dragon roars made the heaven and earth tremble and roar, like the sound of opening the sky, extremely grand.

The energy of heaven and earth in this space roared like a whirlpool, shrinking rapidly, and the dragon roared for thousands of miles. The space collapsed at this moment, and cliffs continued to shake.

There are palm prints covering the sky and the sun, and countless swords are circling, the sky and the earth are interspersed, between the jungles, the bottom of the river valley, or the wind and clouds, all trembling.

The rain is heavy, and it is thundering.

The gullies that were knocked out of the wasteland have almost become small rivers.

Grandmasters are falling,

The heavy rain seemed to be crying.

When another master was slapped into flesh paste by Mu Feiqing's palm, all the people of the Nether God Cult finally retreated.

A thunder sounded, and a master shouted: "Run!"

This run made all the people who were still alive in the Nether God Cult wake up.

Thousands of elites died a lot, and I don’t know how many people died in the aftermath of the Grandmaster’s battle, all of whom were running away frantically.

And the sixteen masters,

Only three or five under him were seriously injured.

The corpses were everywhere on the ground, especially those masters who wanted to sneak attack Tang Sanshiliu and Lan Ruo to distract Mu Feiqing, became piles of meat paste.

The only few remaining masters ran away wildly with the already numb Red Lotus Saint.

It's still raining heavily,

Mu Feiqing did not chase after him, but looked up at a mountain in the distance. Suddenly, his momentum rose sharply. His robe was blown by the strong wind, and his black hair was stained with blood. He shook his finger and said loudly:
Chapter completed!