The sword finger clamped the Thunder Gangfeng giant sword with incomparable accuracy, Yue Meng said: "Master of the Wind Palace, don't challenge my bottom line!"
Crack! The Thunder Gangfeng Great Sword collapsed in vain, and the Thunder Rules and Gangfeng Rules dispersed...
Bang! Taking advantage of the situation, Yue Meng's sword pointed at Feng Lei's chest. Each finger contained majestic momentum and terrifying power.
Bang bang! Feng Lei spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his figure fell backwards like a kite with its string broken.
"Feng Lei!" Qianchuan Yajian frowned slightly, stepped out of the air, and caught Feng Lei's body. At the same time, the martial arts field exploded, eliminating the remaining power of the impact.
Poof! Blood stains overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Feng Lei stood up, his face was bloodless, "Grandma, this kid is really ruthless!"
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Feng Lei looked at Yue Meng with lingering fear and whispered: "There is something fishy about this kid!"
"Leave the rest of the matter to me and Yuchen. After all, you are still seriously injured and have yet to recover." Qianchuan Ya patted Feng Lei's shoulder with his right hand, stepped out of the air, looked directly at Yue Meng, and said indifferently: "Provocation
The authority of the palace master, this is a sin!"
"It was Palace Master Feng who first challenged my bottom line. Why, Palace Master Qianchuan also wants to intervene in this matter?" Yue Meng said indifferently.
"Let's let this matter go. Yue Meng, don't challenge Wu Dai's bottom line one after another. You can't touch his disciples!" Qianchuanya stepped on the void and walked forward as if he were walking on flat ground.
"The humiliation of a few months ago will be unforgettable by Yue for the rest of his life. This glass of wine is definitely for Yue!" Turning around, Yue Meng continued walking towards the Xie Shui Terrace.
"Yue Meng!" Qianchuan Ya said coldly. This Yue Meng is getting more and more rampant.
Yue Meng raised his right hand and walked forward without looking back. At the same time, he shook his sword towards the guardians behind him. "Master Qianchuan, if you want to interfere in this matter, just take action. Why bother with so much nonsense!"
"One more thing, Yue has never admitted that Ye Chen is the fifth generation moon god!"
Bang bang! Arrogant and arrogant, Yue’s actions made many guardians feel disgusted. Even many of the guardians of the Moon Clan frowned slightly.
However, more of the Moon Clan guardians showed approval. What the Moon Clan young master needs is such dominance.
"Alas!" After repeated attempts to persuade him to no avail, Qianchuan Ya had no choice but to take action and walked out with his body like a rainbow, heading straight towards Yuemeng.
"Ye Chen, you use my Yue clan as a target to establish your power. Today, I will use these people who support you as a target to establish your power." Stopping, Yue Meng raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, turned around suddenly, and a long sword quietly appeared.
In his hands.
Whoosh! Two dazzling sword lights shot out in an instant, splashing with sparks.
Clang clang! The sound of the clash of gold and iron echoed. Yue Meng took a step back, looked at Yue Meng who was also retreating, smiled slightly and said: "Has Master Qianchuan tested Yue's strength?"
Bang! The void was trampled to pieces, and Qianchuan Ya stood up with a three-foot ancient sword. His martial arts clothes made a hunting sound, and his face darkened. This boy's strength was more terrifying than imagined.
"If Master Qianchuan doesn't use his full strength, he might end up like Master Feng, haha!" Yue Meng raised his sword and said with a smile. This feeling is really intoxicating.
"Why did his strength undergo such earth-shaking changes in just a few months!" Qianchuan Ya looked subconsciously towards the Yijian Palace. What had happened to him in the Yijian Palace in the past few months.
"Qianchuan. Be careful!" Feng Lei's exclamation suddenly sounded, like thunder exploding in Qianchuan Ya's ears.
Qianchuan Ya's heart suddenly sank. In an instant, endless killing intent came over him, suppressing the true energy in his body. "Sneak attack!"
Qianchuan Ya turned his right hand and was about to draw his sword. However, the sounds of fighting and iron horses suddenly echoed in his soul, and his figure suddenly shook: "The world of martial arts!"
The realm of the martial arts world can be divided into three steps. The first step is to evolve the martial arts world, the second step is to use the world of martial arts, and the third step is to integrate the rules of heaven and earth and the world of martial arts.
"My world is dominated by me!" A plain voice sounded. Qianchuanya looked up and saw the endless killing intent and ice rules merging, turning into thousands of troops, galloping out and crashing into Qianchuanya.
"The rain is falling, the rain is falling!" Yuchen's expression suddenly changed, he stepped out, and a delicate drizzle appeared in his hand.
Wow! A majestic heavy rain suddenly floated in the clear sky. The rain turned into a soldier who had experienced many battles, and he swept out with Yuchen's sword.
Kill! The two armies clashed, and the sound of killing penetrated into the sky with a majestic momentum.
Only at this moment, the murderous intention locking Qianchuanya's soul has slowed down a lot.
Looking at this scene, Qianchuanya was shocked and muttered: "The third step in the world of martial arts, and when did he realize the rules of killing."
"Are you okay?" Yuchen and Qianchuanya stood side by side, looking around with solemn expressions.
"It seems that you and I still underestimated Yue Meng before, but he was actually able to evolve the world of martial arts to the third step. It's not easy!" Qianchuan Ya raised his sword and broke through the two armies fighting in front, saying solemnly.
"Yeah!" Yuchen nodded, and the drizzle of rain remained still in mid-air.
Bang bang! Among the thousands of troops, Yue Meng clapped his hands and walked out, "Welcome to my world of martial arts!"
The rules of ice and the rules of killing evolved behind Yue Meng, and the frosty silver hair danced wildly.
A strange wave spread out with Yuemeng as the center, covering the world in just an instant.
Fatty Xiao, Huang Pu and others all slumped, and a depressing aura hovered in their hearts, "Martial arts world, have we now stepped into Yue Meng's martial arts world?"
Jian Mei frowned slightly, Qianchuan Ya said indifferently: "Yuemeng, stop it!"
"One thing I have to admit is that if I faced you, I would only be 50% sure of subduing you, but if I join forces with the Master of the Rain Palace, you will definitely lose!"
For the two palace masters to take action to subdue him is enough to illustrate Yue Meng's current strength.
Bloodshot eyes rarely appeared in Qingming's eyes. Yue Meng suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Uniform, you two are overestimating yourselves!"
"On the Martial God Continent, no one is Yue's opponent!" Yue Meng waved the long sword in his hand, and the rules of killing and the rules of ice roared out. The ice turned into soldiers, and the murderous intention blended into them, galloping through the vast world.
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"There are also the so-called fifth generation, bullshit Moon God. Now is my era, and I am the real fifth generation Moon God!" His eyes were blood red, and Yue Meng's sudden change made everyone a little stunned.
Kill! A killing sound echoed between heaven and earth, and killing intent billowed above the Yijian Palace.
Blood, endless blood emerged from the depths of Yijian Palace, dyeing the entire Yijian Palace red.
Standing on the Yijian Palace, Haoyue narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at a tall figure walking out of the sea of blood: "Yuemeng, sink! Fall into endless lust. Ancient sacrifices require endless blood."
"It's this voice again. Whose voice is this?" Fatty Xiao looked at Yijian Palace with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Not only Fatty Xiao was like this, Qianchuanya, Yuchen, Fenglei and others also looked at Yijian Palace with solemn expressions in their eyes.
In the Yijian Palace, Haoyue suddenly raised his head, glanced sharply at the sea of clouds in the sky, and said coldly: "Have you seen enough?"
Click! The ever-changing sea of clouds dissipated, and a figure appeared. It was Bijie.
A few months ago, Bijie began to monitor Haoyue. Even after the previous scene, Bijie did not leave here and continued to monitor Haoyue.
Bijie looked horrified, blood, there was blood all over the Yijian Palace, endless blood.
"Senior Haoyue, who is he?" Bi Jie said solemnly, pointing to the blood-red figure.
This blood-red figure gave Bijie a feeling of suffocation. Looking at this figure, he seemed to see an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"He?" Haoyue, who usually looked kind, suddenly turned ferocious. "The person who killed you!"
"Kill your person!" Before Haoyue finished speaking, the blood-red figure behind him turned into a rainbow and headed straight for Bijie, brush!
The pungent smell of blood hit his face, and before Bijie could react, a blood-red figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and his rotten hands grabbed Bijie's right hand.
"Ah!" Bijie's figure seemed to be disconnected. His right arm was empty and was torn off by the blood-red figure. The blood spurted out, and the vitality in his body was rapidly drained.
The screams echoed, and Feng Lei's face suddenly changed. This was Bi Jie's voice, "Bi Jie!" (To be continued)
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