Therefore, every punch of Murong Yilan was aimed at the target. It would neither kill Murong Yilan nor make her feel better.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Three consecutive punches, the sound of heavy impact was like the sound of beating gongs and drums. The terrifying momentum shocked the hearts of everyone present.
The senior sister of the third level of the Heavenly Red Realm was beaten so hard by Murong Feixue that she was unable to fight back!
That cold-blooded senior sister was beaten so hard by Murong Feixue that she kept retreating and vomiting blood!
Enduring their astonishment, the red silk team immediately lifted their spirits. They felt their blood surge and they were so excited that they could not restrain themselves. Many people in the red silk team began to cheer for Murong Feixue.
"Senior Sister Feixue is mighty, Senior Sister Feixue will win!"
"Nine cats are mighty, nine cats will win!"
All the cheers and shouts seemed to be filled with great power. They shook the sky. No one in the city was afraid of Murong Yilan anymore. Everyone vented the anger they had hidden in their hearts and shouted out.
Murong Yilan was originally a senior sister of the third level of the Heavenly Red Realm, but she did not give any way for her disciples who were not as good as her to survive. She used her killing move! Naturally, it aroused the dissatisfaction of many people. With the public resentment boiling, Murong
Every punch that Feixue hit on Murong Yilan was very satisfying! Not only the red silk team was applauding, but even the people on the yellow silk team who dared to be angry and dare not speak out had their eyes shining with excitement.
The appearance of the ground.
Only Zhou Hongyong and others who relied on Murong Yilan's breath to survive began to get really worried.
"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, hurry up and use your special move! Use your special move!"
Zhou Hongyong shouted while jumping on the spot. Those who supported Murong Yilan also began to shout along with Zhou Hongyong.
When Murong Yilan heard this, she originally wanted to use her own trick, the Twelve Heavenly Transformation Techniques. But for some reason, the rich profound energy in her body couldn't keep up, as if it had been hollowed out. Before Murong could wait,
Feixue withdrew his fist, and his body was already exhausted. His dantian could not withstand Murong Feixue's normal attack and exploded.
One punch! In fact, Murong Feixue only hit Murong Yilan with one punch. And it only used three-tenths of her strength to make Murong Yilan's inner elixir explode!
If Murong Yilan originally had the strength of the third level of the Heavenly Red Realm, he should have only been injured and vomited blood. Instead of the inner elixir bursting. Originally it was just to teach Murong Yilan a lesson, but now he saw Murong Yilan's body bursting with
There was a blood mist. Her face turned pale, and all the profound energy in her body was lost in an instant. She couldn't bear it anymore. She could only open her eyes unwillingly, and fell straight down...
"boom……"
Murong Yilan's body suddenly fell to the ground. There was a solid impact sound. The body hit the ground without any buffer, like a pile of dead meat, without much life.
"You... you are so cruel. Do you know who I am, my master? My master..." Murong Yilan only had time to say this sentence intermittently. In the middle of the sentence, she suddenly coughed out.
A mouthful of blood.
"I don't care who your master is! You are not as skilled as others. If you are so weak, why are you pretending to be at the third level of the Red Realm of Heaven level? I think you are not even as good as the third level of Red Realm of Xuan level." Murong Feixue frowned slightly and said directly
