Chapter 1076 Burial flowers, can be buried in heaven and earth
Chapter 1076
Burial flowers can be used to bury heaven and earth
Chapter 1076
Burial flowers can bury heaven and earth.
Lilac flowers were drifting in the wind, their fragrance filled the sky, and a bright sword light dissipated.
After the sword light dissipated, the eye-catching blood light dyed the pink and white petals red, and the blood fell along the flower tips.
The moment Mu Chen raised his sword, drew it out, and sheathed it, his figure floated down like a wild goose.
Several terrifying wills surged towards Mu Chen like a tide. Faced with the impact of five martial arts wills, Mu Chen's empty eyes were no longer wavering.
"Falling flowers are flying all over the sky!" The hanging sword was raised again, and the sword energy surrounding it transformed into lilac petals. The petals rolled out, covering up the bright sword light.
The sword is a murderous weapon, a murderous weapon! The peaceful sword also contains murderous intent, but the floating petals cover up this murderous intent.
The petals were flying, and the five warriors stood among the flying lilac flowers, with the will of martial arts permeating their bodies.
But at this moment, his surging martial arts will collapsed in vain, and at the same time, a dull sword light emerged.
This sword light continued to magnify in the eyes of an Eight Cold Hell warrior, becoming more and more clear. At this moment, the warrior felt inexplicably sad.
This sadness made people feel more uncomfortable than death. In the end, the flying white hair drowned the warrior.
Phew! The sword lightly passed across the warrior's neck, and a head was thrown into the sky. Pillars of blood surged wildly. The dim soul appeared above the corpse, and its fluttering lilac fell on it. The dim soul trembled, and finally
Broken apart and lost in the void.
With the sword out, Mu Chen took a step back, swaying like the fluttering lilac petals, and retreated dozens of feet away.
Sheathing the sword, Mu Chen found that the sword in his hand was stained with blood. In just two or three breaths, the two martial arts realm warriors died in this rain of flowers.
Hiss! The surrounding flames are still rolling and hissing! The entire void fell into a death-like silence. More than sixty eyes focused on the two cold corpses, and the martial arts realm fell like this.
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The wind blew up the pungent smell of blood, and the two corpses suddenly fell downwards, smashing the ice and falling into the sea of fire.
In just a few breaths, the two corpses turned into ashes and scattered into the sea of fire. There was a gasp, and the eyes of many hell warriors looking at Mu Chen changed: "The sword of this white-haired young man is too weird.
Got it!"
Yan Chen raised his sword eyebrows slightly and stepped out. His terrifying will rolled out and shot straight at Mu Chen, "It seems I have underestimated you all!"
"Everyone, let's do it!" Yan Chen chuckled, waving his long sword out, pointing coldly at Mu Chen and the others.
The previous scene of Mu Chen striking down the martial arts realm with two consecutive sword strikes also fell into Yan Chen's eyes. Although Yan Chen's face was calm, there was a huge wave in his heart. He stopped talking nonsense and started fighting directly.
Deafening cold shouts echoed in the world, and the originally dead void was filled with terrifying wills, more than thirty in total.
These thirty or so wills gathered together to form a majestic trend, which hovered in the void and directly enveloped Mu Chen, Young Master Su and others.
Faint spatial ripples appeared in the void. Sensing the changes in the surrounding void, Fatty Xiao slightly raised his sword eyebrows and withdrew from Mu Chen, whispering: "The void has been imprisoned by the general trend!"
Bang bang! More than thirty warriors stepped out. As their steps fell, the vast sea of real people surged crazily, and sword energy surged in the void like a torrent.
The majestic situation was approaching, and the expressions of both Mu Chen and Fatty Xiao changed.
"How can only six martial arts masters resist the attack of more than thirty martial arts masters!" Yan Chen sneered and rushed forward first, "Let's deal with you, a fat man who has just stepped into the martial arts realm first!"
Tens of feet of sword energy surged out and condensed into a sword pillar that reached the sky. When the smoke and dust stepped on it, its figure appeared strangely in the sky above the void.
A chill filled the air, and as the sword fell, the huge sword pillar followed closely behind, crashing into Fatty Xiao's eyes.
Being locked by more than thirty strands of will, Fatty Xiao was struggling to move as if he was in a swamp.
"More than thirty willpowers!" Fatty Xiao's mouth twitched slightly. These guys seemed to think too highly of me.
Puff! Fatty Xiao's own martial arts will surged out, and then a silver moon shadow appeared behind him, the will of the third generation of the moon god.
Two completely different wills merged together, and Fatty Xiao let out a low cry, taking a step back. At the same time, the Ao Shi Sword was raised, and shot out from bottom to top to meet the falling sword pillar.
Bang bang! The vast sword energy gushes out like a tide, and the bright sword light and the sword pillar are intertwined.
The space collapsed between the two, and pitch-black space cracks emerged. These pitch-black space cracks looked like ferocious devils.
With the murderous intention in his heart soaring, Yan Chen didn't expect that the ordinary-looking fat man in front of him could actually use multiple martial arts wills just like Ye Chen.
"Two wills, but compared to that guy, you are much worse!" Yanchen sneered, and passed the broken sword pillar. He did not believe that this little fat man could withstand his next sword.
The figure in the smoke flew out several feet like a ghost and shot directly at Fatty Xiao.
Using two wills, although the pressure around Fatty Xiao was somewhat relieved, his body shape was still affected and he could not avoid the sword light coming from him.
Fatty Xiao raised his sword to block the incoming sword light, bang!
The blade of the Proud World Sword blocked the sword light just right, causing sparks to fly everywhere.
The fierce sword wind blew against Fatty Xiao's face. As his long hair flowed, a figure kept enlarging in Fatty Xiao's eyes.
"Yes, the second sword!" Yan Chen sneered, a biting murderous intention flowing in his eyes. At the same time, Yan Chen moved his right hand slightly, retracted the sword, and then swung it out again, slicing it open.
With the flow of will, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed, forming a crescent-shaped sword wave that shot out.
Fatty Xiao's eyes narrowed, and he took a step backwards with his right foot in vain. The void collapsed below him, and his body immediately fell backwards.
With his left hand pointing together as a sword, Fatty Xiao lightly tapped his sword fingers and shouted: "Broken!"
The two wills suppressed the void. As the sword pointed down, the void immediately collapsed and turbulence surged, drowning the crescent sword wave.
Bang bang! In the sea of fire, the figures of Fatty Xiao and Yan Chen flickered like ghosts, the sword energy surged like a torrent, and the bright sword light appeared through the air.
Every contact will erupt with a shocking loud noise, and terrifying energy surges between the two. One sword, two swords, three swords, and even dozens of swords. Although the smoke suppresses Fatty Xiao's offensive,
But he has yet to be defeated or even killed!
The world shook. Mu Chen frowned slightly and came out with his sword, trying to fight off the smoke together with Fatty Xiao.
However, as soon as Mu Chen took a step, more than thirty terrifying strands of martial arts will swept over him like a torrent and struck him hard.
Mu Chenqi staggered back a few steps, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes remained empty and unmoved.
The astringent taste spread in his mouth, and Mu Chen stepped out again. His ordinary sword shot out, bringing up a rain of flowers floating in the sky. At the same time, his voice echoed: "Fat man, I'll leave you here."
After this is over, you leave first!"
The voice is plain, but it is full of the absolute certainty that even though there are thousands of people, I am going alone.
The thin figure, the fluttering white clothes, and the dull sword light shook more than thirty martial arts wills with just a single momentum.
Lovers are sad, people are sad, swords are sad, heaven and earth are sad! The lilac flowers dancing in the sky rolled out and shot at the more than thirty warriors who came through the air.
Seeing this, most warriors shook their heads. Faced with the siege of more than thirty martial arts realms, this person remained calm and took the initiative to attack. This courage alone is enough to make people admire, but admiration is admiration. For the enemy, they
Never show mercy.
The five warriors standing at the top drew their swords one after another, and their fierce sword power gathered into a sword net to cut off Mu Chen's path. Their offensive was even more flawless, and their swords pierced Mu Chen's vitals.
Using a flower as a sword, Mu Chen held the petals transformed by his will between his sword fingers. When he waved his left hand, a petal shot out, bringing out petals all over the sky.
Phew! Mu Chen stood on the spot, his sword stopped in mid-air, the sword commander was moving, and every petal was under his control. Although there were thousands of petals, they were flying around in an orderly manner, and the weak petals were impressively
He withstood the sharp sword light time and time again.
Looking at this scene, many hell warriors had strange expressions on their faces. What kind of magical power is this? It's so weird.
With his eyes slightly closed, Mu Chen's will merged into the floating petals, and the flowers fell and flew all over the sky, more and more, seemingly endless.
In just a blink of an eye, the petals filled the sky within a few hundred feet of the void, and the void became a sea of petals.
"Mystical power buries flowers!" Mu Chen murmured, standing in the world of flowers, the fluttering petals falling down.
The sword energy and will surrounded the petals, and the petals shot down from the sky one by one. The spatial turbulence coming from them was directly destroyed. These turbulences could not stop the petals from falling, and neither did its terrifying will.
Where is the fragrant hill at the end of the sky? The petals rolling in from the sky covered the field of vision of the five martial arts warriors. The five people only felt waves of floral fragrance coming, and the sword net formed by the fierce sword power shattered.
, buried in this sea of petals.
Mystical power buries flowers. Flowers are easy to see when they bloom but hard to find when they are gone! As soon as the sword net was broken, Mu Chen stepped forward again and struck the west with his sword.
The sword oozing with cold light was buried in the falling petals, and Mu Chen's figure was also buried in it.
An uneasy feeling still surged into the hearts of the five martial arts realms.