The moment Mei Zihua's words fell, the pressure of the will to kill instantly bloomed on him, but it was not over yet.
When the bloody light, which symbolizes killing, diffused on the lake, cyan light bloomed on his body, and the majestic vitality kept surging in Mei Zihua's body.
"The will to live!"
Feng Yueyu and others' expressions changed slightly, and even Si Xueyi's eyes flashed with a strange color.
Life blooms in the midst of killing, flowers fall and death is also beautiful. Feng Yueyu and the others also understood what this sentence meant at this moment.
Feng Yueyu muttered, "No wonder you were able to hide the blood evil so well in Canglan College."
Mei Zihua was noncommittal and simply said, "I should be enough by myself, right?"
His expression was indifferent, and just looking at him gave people a strong oppressive force.
"Brother Xueyi, I'm here to meet him, I'm not afraid of him!"
Fu Hongyao didn't wait for the others to speak, and took the lead with the Tianshang Spear, running towards Mei Zihua on the water.
Mei Zihua's expression remained unchanged, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the will to live in his body glowed with dazzling brilliance.
The five-volume long painting hovering behind him also changed at this time. There were only outlines of the dying people spitting out countless plum blossom petals from their mouths.
Rumble!
The petals surged out like a fountain, and then, following Mei Zi Hua's right hand, these petals rushed towards Fu Hongyao, who was rushing towards him.
Fu Hongyao jumped into the air, and the Tianshang wrapped in white cloth in his hand turned, knocking all the petals away.
Clang Clang Clang!
The densely packed petals hit the spear, making a harsh and sonorous sound, which was as deafening as thunder.
Fu Hongyao was knocked down directly, and she took several steps back on the water before standing still. A solemn look flashed in her eyes, and she dragged the Tianshang Spear and rushed over again.
"Falling flowers dance!"
The plum painting waved its hand casually, and the petals danced all over the sky. These petals were like majestic formations.
Fu Hongyao was trapped in it and found it difficult to get close to the plum paintings. Instead, he had many bloody wounds cut by the petals on his body.
"What a powerful true energy!"
Si Xueyi and the others were secretly shocked. These petals were condensed with true energy, and then blessed with the will of the two martial arts.
If it were an ordinary Tiandan, Mei Zihua might be able to kill it with just one look without even raising his hand.
Fu Hongyao's expression was solemn. She gritted her teeth and carried the petals all over the sky until she reached Mei Zihua.
"Suffer death, you bad guy!"
Fu Hongyao yelled angrily, she used the power of the mad god, and swept away Tianshang in her hand.
The force of this blow was so terrifying that the air was squeezed out, causing ripples visible to the naked eye to rise in the void.
Even if it is a pagoda, this blow can cut it in half.
Mei Zihua put one hand behind his back. He only used a slight push with his left forearm to shake the spear.
Went back.
Buzz!
The majestic force came back, and the Tianshang Spear almost came out of his hand. Fu Hongyao's expression changed slightly, and he quickly changed his position and swung it again.
"The angle is good, but the strength is a bit lacking."
Mei Zihua still used one hand and easily blocked the blow.
Bang bang bang!
After changing like this three times, Mei Zihua raised his eyes, the plum blossoms on his head fell, and he clapped them out with a palm.
boom!
Amidst the shocking loud noise, Fu Hongyao's Tianshang Spear was blown away directly, like a bolt of lightning flying across the lake, and it was inserted into the land on the shore and trembled continuously.
Fu Hongyao roared angrily, blue flames burned in his eyes, and he punched him with his bare hands.
The body of a mad god?
It was only at this moment that Mei Zihua's expression changed slightly, and the hand behind her back finally appeared.
Bang bang bang!
His body was surrounded by the stars symbolizing the Seven-Star Heavenly Pill, and his hands kept waving, catching the boundless wrath of the mad god in the sea.
The two fought extremely fiercely, but from beginning to end, Mei Zihua never took a step back.
Not only that, even the lake water under his feet remained motionless, like a thousand-year-old well, condensed with endless time.
"The Wrath of the Mad God!"
Fu Hongyao was completely angry, and her flawless little face showed an unprecedented ferocious look.
The blue flames in his eyes also turned scarlet little by little at this moment.
Rumble!
Behind her, an extremely majestic shadow bloomed, as if a mad god had descended into the world and unleashed a shocking wrath of god.
"Mortal Wrath!"
Mei Zihua responded tit for tat and let out an angry roar. His handsome expression also became extremely ferocious, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made people shudder.
Wow!
The blood-colored mist flowing on the lake also surged behind Mei Zihua, condensing into a majestic figure.
Roar!
Along with the roar of the plum painting, the human silhouette in the scroll behind him also let out a shrill and sharp roar.
The roaring sound, as if coming from hell, instantly drowned out Fu Hongyao's voice.
Fu Hongyao had never seen such a battle before. Before the actual fight, he was a little frightened. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. The flames in his eyes that were about to transform into blood gradually faded into blue.
"Little red pill!"
Duanmu Xi immediately became anxious. She held a small fan and leaned out like the wind.
Whoosh!
a moment
Suddenly, the wind in this area seemed to be moving, and the lake surface was slowly stirring. This was a phenomenon that could only be caused by the will of the wind.
Duanmuxi took the lead before Mei Zihua took action against Fu Hongyao, came to him, raised his hand and struck him with a palm.
Mei Zihua struck with a backhand palm, and bang, Mu Xi in front of him was shattered by the palm on the spot.
Swish, swish, swish!
Mei Zi Hua was deep in thought, and when she turned around, she saw five afterimages of Duan Mu Xi behind her. The main body was standing in the air. In the howling wind, Duan Mu Xi's long silver hair grew crazily, and there was even more lightning lingering in his eyes.
Before he could react, countless long silver hair condensed into bundles and pierced him like lightning javelins.
Mei Zihua looked indifferent and snorted. He picked up a petal in the air and waved it out.
Whoops!
The blood-red petals drew an arc. This arc was like the sharpest scimitar in the world, cutting off all the silver hair that came.
With a click, not only was the long silver hair cut off, but other residual images were also shattered.
A strange color flashed in Duanmu Xi's eyes, and his figure disappeared in a flash.
But Mei Zihua was faster. She turned around without even looking, raised her hand and greeted him with a palm.
This palm just met the palm light of Duanmu Xi, whose body shape was changing.
boom!
The two palms made a shocking sound when they collided, and eighteen huge waves shook the surface of the lake, causing the lake surface to rise and fall.
Mei Zihua felt that her majestic palm power was being resolved by an extremely feminine force. This force exuded the aura of ancient eternity.
"Yueyin Holy Body?"
Mei Zihua's expression turned cold and she said solemnly, "You are not young at all!"
As the words fell, his majestic power became strange, like the undulating water surface that was continuous and erratic.
puff!
Duanmuxi's mouth was stained with blood, and she was knocked away on the spot. She took a few steps back, grabbed Fu Hongyao's collar, and pulled Xiao Nizi back.
"Want to leave?"
As soon as Mei Zihua's thoughts moved, he noticed a hint of danger and turned slightly to one side.
Click!
A sword light was too fast to be seen clearly, and it passed across his face, cutting off a few strands of black hair and slowly falling towards the lake.
Mei Zihua looked intently and saw the shadow of a sword made of condensed true energy emerging from behind Feng Yueyu.
The blades of the swords were all pointed at the plum paintings. As Feng Yueyu's handprints changed, dozens of sword shadows formed a circular formation and rotated, and then the sword shadows carried the power of shattering the mountain peaks and roared in like a thunderous roar.
"Swordmaster?"
Mei Zihua did not dare to be careless. His figure quickly changed on the lake surface, moving around and avoiding the terrifying sword shadows.
Bang bang bang!
As long as the scattered sword shadow falls on the lake, a huge crater will explode in an instant, and the lake surface will rise and fall more and more violently.
Mei Zihua stepped hard with the sole of her foot, causing the lake surface to undulate continuously. He flattened it directly and became as still as a mirror.
"The Divine Sword Tianque, cuts the stars and the moon!"
Feng Yueyu let out a soft shout, as cold and solemn as a god's mansion, and countless sword shadows condensed above her head into a giant sword that was nearly ten feet tall.
She formed a seal to the sky with one hand, then put her two fingers together into a sword, and slashed through the air towards Mei Zihua who was standing firm.
Mei Zihua took a deep breath, bent her legs slightly, held her right hand empty, and pushed towards the falling ten-foot-long giant sword of light and shadow.
boom!
The petals all over the sky moved accordingly, and a giant hand made of plum blossom petals held the giant sword of light and shadow in mid-air.
"The blood falls into the underworld, and life will never stop!"
Mei Zihua's expression was cold and ruthless, and with a sharp squeeze of his right hand, the giant flower-petal hand crushed the giant sword of light and shadow in pieces.
This scene shocked everyone present.
There were blood stains on the corners of Feng Yueyu's mouth and a weak look on his face, obviously he was seriously injured.
"I'll give you a palm in return, the Golden Flame Sword!"
Meizi Hua was so powerful that he raised his hand and struck through the air with his palm. The blood in his palm condensed into an ancient seal, and the ancient seal turned into a terrifying long knife ten feet long and flew out from his palm.
Seeing that the long sword burning with blood flames was about to cut Feng Yueyu in half, he heard the roar of the dragon. Si Xueyi stood in front of Feng Yueyu, clenching his five fingers to meet the knife.
There was lightning rushing through the gap between his fists and roaring, the dragon lotus in the purple palace inside his body was trembling, and all nine lotus petals bloomed.
When this punch was blasted out, a strange phenomenon appeared above the lake, and a bright and dazzling lightning flashed across, illuminating the world as bright as day.
Click!
The bloody flame sword shattered in response. Under the illumination of the electric light, Mei Zihua and Si Xueyi looked at each other in the air, and their auras continued to gather.
The cold look on Mei Zihua's face faded, and she smiled and said, "Actually, I have long guessed that the so-called complete version of Dragon Tiger Fist may require a special physique to practice. After looking at the jade slips left by Tang Guanyu, I found that it was indeed the case. It's a pity that he
You’re so kind, but as a mortal, I can’t practice cultivation at all.”
When he said this, his expression was calm and calm, but the flowing light and shadow in his eyes hid a sadness that outsiders would never be able to understand.
"The Wrath of the Mad God, the Holy Body of Moon Yin, the lineage of Sword Immortal, the body of a true dragon...it's obviously a story about five people, but my secret is the most insignificant!"
Mei Zihua laughed at himself, and his eyes moved around, looking at Fu Hongyao, Duanmuxi, then Feng Yueyu, and finally fell on Si Xueyi.
Then his aura suddenly surged, his eyes looked firmer than ever before, and he said word by word, "Si Xueyi, let's do it, let's see if I, Mei Zihua, with this mortal body, can capture you, a real dragon, today!"