"Young Master!"

Under the Qingshan Canyon, Lan Ruo suddenly became tense all over.

Suddenly, he was weak and collapsed on the ground.

At that moment, she felt the whole world collapsed and dark.

Changqin fell to the side, a trace of blood appeared in her wide eyes, and a drop of blood and tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes.

"If you die, I will go with you and be reincarnated with you. In the next life, don't hate you later..."

Suddenly, a wisp of black mist appeared in Changqin again, floating into Lan Ruo's sea of ​​consciousness.

At that moment,

A thought suddenly appeared in her mind,

If I can’t protect you, then I will become a demon!

…………

Above the Yangtze River, the top of the canyon.

Three people surrounded the top of the world, Mu Feiqing widened his pupils.

Mu Qingmer carried a sword with a majestic sword intent, and under one sword there were ten deaths and no life. Two other people fell from the sky, and one palm fell down, igniting a sky. The huge palm that fell from the sky, the boundless fluctuations of vitality blow out Mu Feiqing's three thousand black hairs and white hair. Another one came from behind with a shocking finger. Wherever he passed, the rocks collapsed and the plants and trees flew everywhere.

In a trance, his hair on his temples was instantly white, and a strand of white hair floated. His body suddenly fell down the cliff, as if an ordinary person had fallen down from the cliff, with no waves on his face and no expression in his eyes.

Four directions are three missing one,

This jumping off the cliff and falling into the river became his only choice.

This is also the most important result of the three people in the world.

The four men besieged to force Mu Feiqing into the river to fight.

Because through the temptation just now, they have discovered that Mu Feiqing is very bad at water battles, and among them, there is the Yangtze River Dragon King Han Shan, which is the biggest advantage.

As the saying goes, a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength.

Although the four of them besieged and were very sure to take Mu Feiqing, they were unwilling to fight to the death. It is naturally the best choice to be able to use the safest way.

So, without any discussion, they made a decision at that moment.

Under such circumstances, Mu Feiqing was indeed no choice.

However, just as he was about to fall into the river, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. That smile was definitely not what should have appeared at this time.

But he appeared so strangely!

"I've suffered!"

"Sword God smiles, Brother Han is careful!"

Just as Mu Qingmer shouted out the sword god and smiled, the water of the Yangtze River suddenly surged, and the other people who were chasing down all tense their bodies at that moment.

The shadow of the tree of a man,

Mu Feiqing has the reputation of being the best sword cultivator in the world.

The most talked about by the world is the legendary smile of the sword god.

This sword is known to be beautiful,

There is a rumor that the enemy will die if the sword god smiles!

Even a few people in the world have to be careful!

"boom"

The water of the Yangtze River suddenly rioted, and the vitality of heaven and earth roared like a whirlpool. A water dragon suddenly flew out of the river, the dragon roared for thousands of miles, and the space collapsed at this moment. At that moment, the Yangtze River, which radiated a hundred miles, suddenly sank, and reefs that were not bright for many years were exposed.

The water dragon roars, and the dragon's mouth swallows the sky.

After Mu Feiqing smiled, his sword took the greedy dragon's mouth straight,

At that moment, his sword seemed to be a peach blossom of ten miles.

It's like snow in winter,

Suddenly, the world was silent,

At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped for a moment, but the next moment it seemed as if the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and it completely exploded with the water of the Yangtze River as the center. This canyon that had existed for many years collapsed halfway, with rocks piercing the sky and torrents roaring.

In a trance,

I heard a shrill cry of the sword,

At that moment, a dragon roar came to an abrupt end!

The Yangtze River surging wildly like a dam breaking, the cliffs on both sides shaking constantly, and many huge rocks kept falling.

A huge cliff fell wildly as if it was peeling off.

…………

"Mr....Young Master..."

Lan Ruo lay on the riverside, letting the river water wash, her whole body was soaked, and her hair became messy. She looked at the devastating scene in the distance, and her whole heart was broken.

"Boom"

A rock suddenly fell down and fell directly on Lan Ruo's back. Suddenly, Lan Ruo sprayed out a mouthful of blood, with blood and tears flowing in her eyes, staring blankly in that direction, looking at the place where the young man disappeared from his sight.

"Young Master...Young Master..."

Lan Ruo crawled forward for a while, suddenly another huge rock fell from the sky and hit her body. Blood spurted out again and fell on the Changqin, but it was strange that there was no trace left.

At that moment, a strange thought suddenly appeared in Lan Ruo's mind.

Her hatred grew bigger and bigger.

Her eyes were full of despair, despair for this world, the vitality of the mountains and fields was full of death,

"Do you want strength?"

"think!"

"Then I'll give it to you..."

…………

On the Yangtze River, the mountains and rivers are energetic, the mountains resonate, the earth trembles, and the sword lights are surging in the sky, endless, as if they want to cover up the entire world.

The torrents gradually dissipate,

Two figures appeared,

One is Han Shan, known as the Dragon King of the Yangtze River. He held a spear in his hand and the spear head passed through his chest. The spear head was covered with blood. Blood was flowing from the corner of Mu Feiqing's mouth, but his long sword was also inserted into Han Shan's chest.

"The Sword God smiled... Hehe, he was taken!"

Han Shan spit out a mouthful of blood and flipped his right hand. Then Mu Feiqing's movements became faster. He suddenly took a step forward, and the long sword and spear penetrated both bodies at the same time.

At the same time, Mu Feiqing's snow sword finally let out a mournful cry, cutting off Han Shan's spear, slapped his palm in his chest, flew out with a sneer, "So what if I take it? Can you still move within ten years? But I can move!"

The snow sword failed and became an ordinary long sword.

This sword was taken, breaking the myth that Mu Feiqing's sword god smiled at the enemy and the enemy would die, but Han Shan completely lost his combat power.

With this shot and one sword, Mu Feiqing won.

But Han Shan smiled and said, "Do you think you can survive today?"

At that moment, the three gods landed at the highest point in the world.

The three of them fell on the river, and instantly calmed down the surging Yangtze River. Mu Qinghuo raised the river and dragged Han Shan a hundred feet away. The three of them surrounded Mu Feiqing.

"Mu Feiqing, it's a pity that you still couldn't get someone to bury with you!" One of them decided to sigh.

"You lost."

"Jiangnan, I was defeated at this time!"

Blood flowed from the corner of Mu Feiqing's mouth, and the pierced wound in his chest was filled with blood, flowing like running water. Mu Feiqing's lowered head slowly raised, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, revealing a strange but terrifying smile.

"Haha, lost?"

At that moment, Mu Feiqing's black hair was half white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and an inexplicable aura suddenly surged, stroking the black and white hair, looking so charming but weird.

Mu Feiqing had that strange smile on his face, and his voice was as cold as winter came, saying, "Do you know what your biggest mistake is? You shouldn't hurt me, Mu Feiqing with a surviving blood, haha..."

Mu Feiqing suddenly tilted his head, his eyes full of disdain and unruly-
Chapter completed!