Everyone was amazed, this Xuanyuan Meng is really extremely powerful! He is worthy of being a strong man in the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm!
Mu Qiying's face gradually became serious, and he kept waving the long sword in his hand, directly using the Nineteen Luoying Swords.
Nineteen sword shadows streaked through the void, and the sword light was so fierce that it was difficult to tell which sword was real and which sword was an afterimage.
In an instant, countless sword lights crisscrossed and collided together, creating brilliant sparks.
"boom!"
Mu Qiying was hit by the sword light and hit the edge of the fighting platform, almost falling off the platform.
"Chi!"
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a cold sword light roared towards him. Xuanyuan Meng's cold and murderous face was already approaching.
Mu Qiying's face hardened. He did not shy away but advanced, allowing Xuanyuan Meng's sword light to pierce into his chest. At the same time, he raised his hand and slapped Xuanyuan Meng's chest hard.
Xuanyuan Meng was hit with a slap, and her face instantly turned pale. She frowned tightly, and looked at Mu Qiying with a hint of chilling look in her eyes.
She turned the long sword in her hand and instantly penetrated deeper. The sharp sword light directly penetrated Mu Qiying's chest.
"Brother Qiying!!"
Su Xingyao's expression changed drastically and she exclaimed, "Brother Qiying, stop fighting! Surrender quickly!"
Su Yu also looked worried, "Qiying, come down and leave the rest to us."
Mu Qiying pursed his lips, with an unyielding look in his eyes. He held Xuanyuan Meng's sword blade in his other hand. The sharp blade cut his palm instantly, and bright red blood flowed down his hand.
The palms dripped onto the ground, like blooming blood flowers.
"Huh?" Xuanyuan dreamed of drawing out the sword light, but found that the sword light was held tightly by Mu Qiying. Just when she wanted to use force, she saw Mu Qiying rushing forward as if seeking death, and the long sword in her hand
The sword penetrated his body even more, and blood gurgled down, but Mu Qiying seemed unaware. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Mu Qiying rushed forward and hugged Xuanyuan Meng's body.
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Xuanyuan Meng was shocked and turned pale. He quickly let go of the hand holding the sword and wanted to raise his hand to hit Mu Qiying, but he was hugged by Mu Qiying and rolled down the stage.
Wow!
The whole place was in an uproar.
I was speechless about Mu Qiying's shameless and lifeless style of play, but in any case, this battle was considered a draw since both of them fell at the same time.
This Mu Qiying is really a good strategist.
"I tried my best..." Mu Qiying looked up in the direction of Su Yu, grinned, and said silently, then rolled his eyes and fainted.
Xuanyuan Meng was unexpected. She never thought that there would be such a defeat. It can be said that she never thought that she would lose! Still in this way! Immediately, her pretty face turned pale with anger, and then turned blue again.
The alternation is very ugly.
She got up from the ground, wanting to kill Mu Qiying on the spot to vent her hatred.
"Menger!"
Wan Qi Qiankun's face darkened, and he flew towards her. His face was gloomy, and his eyes contained fierce murderous intent. In his heart, Meng'er was a woman as pure and pure as a god. She should not be blasphemed. Even he had never held Meng'er in his arms!
This abominable Mu Qiying dared to insult his Meng'er in public, he was looking for death!
Murderous intent emerged from his body. Without thinking, he raised his hand and slapped Mu Qiying on the head, vowing to slap him to death!
Su Yu and Gu Yunchu would not stand by and watch. They rushed out at the same time. Gu Yunchu hugged Mu Qiying's body and brought him back to the resting area. Su Yu raised his hand to face Wanqi Qiankun's palm.
film.
The two fists struck each other, causing a strong blast of wind.