Mu Lingtian's sword edge connected with the Evil God's shattered crystal soul. The two crystal souls were hit by the sword edge, sparkling with a burst of fire.
"boom--"
There was a loud noise, and the shattered crystal soul exploded into a sea of fire. Mu Lingtian's sword edge rushed out of the fire with the faint sound of the sword. Under the light of the fire, the sword edge was like a sword of frost. A dull red glow followed, followed by a cold current, like a storm, as the sword edge surged out of the sea of fire, tearing apart and annihilating the sea of fire that the crystal soul exploded.
Mu Lingtian leaned forward and rushed out with the extremely cold storm. He swung the long sword in his hand, and several sword edges overlapped to meet the evil god's steel wire.
The wire is thin, and the evil god has deep internal power. Even if you look at the entire world, there are very few people who can resist it head-on. So you can imagine how difficult it is to crack it from the front, but for Mu Lingtian, this is nothing. Difficult matter.
Although the blades of the Sixteenth Sword of Zhuxian are powerful, it is not easy to hit several steel wires flying in front of them. What's more, Mu Lingtian wants to use the sword blades to retain the evil god, so these sword blades are not attacking at all. Not on the tightrope, but on the evil god.
I saw the slashing blades, like a sharp sword that had been thrown out of hand, avoiding the evil god's steel wire in an arc, dragging the tail of a cold current, scattering countless ice crystals wherever it passed, and the sound of swords was heard as it flipped. , slashing towards the evil god.
Although the evil god's steel wire was slender and difficult to break through from the front, under the sharp edge of Mu Lingtian's sword, the steel wire was a little weaker.
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Mu Lingtian, who was facing him, swept across the six steel wires with the edge of the long sword in his hand. Only a few continuous soft sounds were heard. The evil god's six steel wires were all knocked away by Mu Lingtian's edge, and they continued to fly like flying needles. Flying in all directions, Mu Lingtian broke through the obstruction of the steel wire and killed the evil god with Jian Feng.
"Swish swish——"
The slashing sword edge flew through the ball of brilliance left by the evil god. The cold current drowned the brilliance, but it was not able to hurt the evil god in the slightest, because the evil god had already dodged away.
Although the evil god's movements are extremely weird and difficult to capture, at such a close range, it is impossible not to be noticed by Mu Lingtian. However, Xie Han's Mountain Collapse Style has already rushed towards him, blocking Mu Lingtian's front.
The power of Collapse Mountain Style is extraordinary. Even if the Sixteen Swords of Zhu Xian has the advantage, Collapse Mountain Style can also cause huge obstacles to Mu Lingtian. You must know that masters can fight against each other and take advantage of half a minute to strike first. Therefore, unless necessary, Mu Lingtian would not be willing to confront him head-on with the long sword in his hand.
Jianfeng failed to keep the evil god, so Mu Lingtian would naturally stop entangled with the evil god. When he saw the four Yue Qinfeng who had returned from killing him, Mu Lingtian squinted and cast his gaze on Yue Lingyou.
After some interactions, Mu Lingtian already knew that Yue Lingyou was the weakest among the four gods, and also noticed that Yue Qinfeng seemed to be carefully protecting Yue Lingyou, so Mu Lingtian naturally wanted to use Yue Lingyou to attack Yue Lingyoulai simultaneously restrained the father and daughter Yue Lingyou and Yue Qinfeng, minimizing the threat from them in order to achieve a breakthrough.
A long sword, like a burst of frost, flew straight towards Mu Lingtian from a distance like a meteor. Two long swords, Zhufeng and Lengyue, followed closely behind the sound of the sword.
The breath of the Snow Snow Sword attracted Mu Lingtian's gaze, and a beautiful shadow came like the wind.
The murderous Ye Wushuang, holding a Hundred Flowers Sword in his hand and wearing a red shirt, seemed to be pointing something. He chased after the three swords, jumped three feet, and came over the roof.
Although they are still far apart, a distant look into each other's eyes tells the story of their respective thoughts. Perhaps only the two of them know whether they love or hate each other.
Seeing this scene, Leng Yue, who was on the top of the tree, slightly raised the corner of her mouth, with a little more interest in her brows, and chuckled: "Hey, Hidden Sword Villa? Could it be that she is that Ye Wushuang? Interesting!"
When Butterfly saw Ye Wushuang, a faint smile appeared between her brows and eyes, and she said: "Yes, she is Ye Wushuang. In this world, Ye Wushuang is not as good as even a hundred unbreakable shields. With her As a shield, it’s a shame they can think of it!”
Leng Yue sighed softly and said regretfully: "Such a relationship is so touching. It's a pity that we are in the game and don't know it! If there is no world, I'm afraid they are still a perfect couple!"
Butterfly glanced at Leng Yue and snorted: "You will never change your nature!"
Leng Yue glanced at Butterfly distressedly and argued: "I just feel sorry for them two, why can't they change their ways!"
Butterfly chuckled and said: "Are you sure you don't feel so emotional just because you see a person's beauty? How often do you forget about someone's beauty when you look at them? I still remember a lot of lessons from the word "sex" with a knife on the head!"
Leng Yue seemed speechless and said solemnly, "Nonsense!"
Butterfly glanced at Leng Yue with disdain and said, "Why did you go to the prison that day?"
There was a bit of embarrassment between Leng Yue's brows and eyes, as if some secret had been discovered, she just smiled with a hidden smile, then coughed twice and replied: "Just taking a stroll!"
Butterfly disagreed, but there was no playfulness in her eyes anymore, and there was a hint of comfort, and she sighed: "She and my sister...are indeed somewhat similar."
Leng Yue didn't say what it was, but a hint of sadness that was not easily noticed suddenly appeared between her eyebrows. She took a deep breath and sighed slightly.
Mingyu also stood on the branch, looking at Mu Lingtian and Ren Xing from a distance. She was extremely anxious when she saw Ren Xing was injured. At this time, when she saw Ye Wushuang, there was a deep wrinkle between her eyebrows, and she couldn't help but hit the palm of her right hand hard. He slapped the tree trunk next to him hard and muttered: "It's troublesome enough in itself, why does this old witch get involved? Really!"
Ye Wushuang's appearance was indeed beyond Mu Lingtian's expectation. The moment he saw Ye Wushuang, Mu Lingtian was also slightly panicked, and an ominous premonition slowly rose in his heart.
The Bei Xue Sword appeared and blocked Mu Lingtian and Yue Lingyou. In a moment of surprise, Mu Lingtian lost the chance to pursue Yue Lingyou.
Since the battle at Phoenix Villa, Ye Wushuang has known the gap between himself and Mu Lingtian. If he relies on his own strength and that group of people, it is impossible to kill Mu Lingtian. Therefore, Ye Wushuang can only borrow the power from the sky. Ye Wushuang had been observing in secret for a long time and knew that these people in front of him were strong enough to fight Mu Lingtian and achieve their goals, so Ye Wushuang chose to take action.
The truth about Li Susu's death and Ye Xun's death had a big impact on Ye Wushuang. Although Ye Wushuang didn't say anything on the surface, the hatred for Ye Xun in his heart had slowly faded away, making Ye Wushuang's madness with hatred also disappear. He has retreated a lot, so if Ye Wushuang has any reason to live in this life, it is only Mu Lingtian!
