Everything outside has become illusion to the two people in the last formation. At this moment, they only have eyes for each other.
Bai Hao was four feet tall, and when the red bone spurs on his joints stretched to their limit, standing in the flames, he became a real god and demon.
His pair of bloody eyes turned, looking at Mu Qing who was slumped on the ground and still unable to get up. The playful and violent look on his face was undisguised. The fist hanging by his side carried the sound of wind and thunder, like a huge stone falling down. .
At this moment, Mu Qing was extremely weak. He raised his eyes and watched his fist fall, his face extremely calm. In order to kill Bai Hao, he did everything he could. If the result was still the same, then, then... Mu Qing suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Pictures of beautiful women's faces popped up in Mu Qing's mind. Finally, the picture was frozen, and a woman dressed in red clearly came to mind.
Mu Qing didn't know if they would be sad if he died, but he just made an assumption that he would never accept the death of any of them.
Bai Hao's fist was far faster than Mu Qing imagined, and even when he was three feet away from Mu Qing's head, he suddenly froze in mid-air.
Mu Qing snorted and struggled to avoid the scope of the punch. He climbed on the stone tablet with his blood-stained hand, and finally saw clearly what was strange about Bai Hao at this time.
A crack as thick as an arm spread from the top of his head to his face. This crack has been divided into several cracks. The rich power of Shura leaked from these cracks, and was quickly entangled by another power of Shura. Barely maintaining balance.
Although Bai Hao was able to withstand the raging power in his body, he had no time to refine this huge power. When he punched out, it affected his whole body, and the power in his body immediately lost its balance.
The eyes on Mu Qing's tired face gradually brightened up. He raised one hand in front of his face and made a sword gesture.
A flash of panic flashed in Bai Hao's blood-red eyes, and when he met Mu Qing's tenacious gaze looking upward, there was only ruthlessness in his eyes. He roared, regardless of the consequences of broken limbs, the fist that was frozen in mid-air suddenly He changed direction and blasted towards Mu Qing.
"Hmm." Blood squeezed out from the gap between Mu Qing's clenched teeth. Mu Qing pointed the sword technique in his hand towards Bai Hao's head. He barely used his sword control skills and inserted the Zhenguo Sword on Bai Hao's head. With a long roar, he rushed directly into Bai Hao's body.
"Bang, bang, bang." After being squeezed by the power of Shura, a series of explosions were made, and Bai Hao's face was torn apart, with holes all of different sizes.
When Bai Hao's fist struck down, the turbid flames were emptied, and Mu Qing's hair flew freely, but he did not move an inch, leaning on the stone tablet, his sword finger slid down in the air, aiming at Bai Hao's chest.
"Bastard!" Bai Hao's roaring voice seemed to be blocked by something. His movements suddenly stopped, his shoulders trembled, and the cracks on his face quickly spread to his neck and reached his chest in the blink of an eye.
Mu Qing's left hand was clasped on the edge of the stone tablet. Every inch his right hand moved in the air while making sword gestures, more blood spilled out from between his teeth.
And the Zhenguo Sword that rushed into Bai Hao's body would also be guided by the sword tactics, and it would fall rapidly, and cracks would spread wherever it touched.
Bai Hao's face was filled with ferociousness, and his eyes swept from Mu Qing to the stone tablet several times. The Zhenguo Sword temporarily stopped at his chest, and the cracks also spread here.
The red power of Shura poured out from these cracks, but was controlled and could not escape on a large scale. It was like red fish swimming around. In the changes of shades, it was like smoke, jade, or glass, which was extremely annoying. The human eye, however, announces that the death bell will ring upon verification.
Several times Bai Hao planned to break Mu Qing's heart and turn Mu Qing into a puddle of flesh with one punch. But I don’t know if this brat knew something, and he actually leaned his whole body on the stone tablet.
Laying the foundation stone is the key to Bai Hao's comeback. He does not intend to expose the secret of the stone monument. If the two of them persist, the balance of advantage will slowly pour out again.
Just when the aura on Bai Hao's body became more and more violent, his eyes suddenly lit up, and in a flash of thought, he released a trace of Shura power and rushed towards the Snow King Sword that was still inserted into Mu Qing's chest.
Affected by this power, the Snow King Sword trembled more and more violently, dragging Mu Qing's body to the side.
If you take the initiative to attack, the chance of your physical body collapsing is 50-50, and when Mu Qing mobilizes the Zhenguo Sword again, your physical body will collapse sooner or later. Bai Hao is not a person who likes to leave the choice to others, so he did not hesitate anymore. The cracked face looked solemn, and the fist in his hand was smashed down with determination.
Mu Qing knelt down on one knee. At this moment, he pulled out the Snow King Sword from his chest without hesitation, roaring and stabbing the fist under the hood.
When the snow-white sword was swung into the air, the blood beads on the sword rolled on the smooth sword, and were quickly swallowed by the gaps in the sword. When it stabbed Bai Hao's fist, the Snow King Sword suddenly blazed with white light.
Mu Qing's eyes moved slightly, and he vaguely understood that there was still a trace of true spirit left in the Snow King's sword, and it was nourished by his blood that the current scene appeared.
"Ah!" Mu Qing simply swung the sword, and in mid-air in front of him, like snow flying off the ground, a large piece of sword energy whizzed and hit Bai Hao's fist, causing Bai Hao to shout loudly. The ground screamed out.
His fist, which was bombarded by the sword energy, was ripped open in the snow-white light, revealing the white bones inside.
Bai Hao's face was full of despair. The power of an attack of this level was just a strike at the peak of extraordinary power. Even just now, he would not have been able to do this.
But there is already a new crack starting from the arm and spreading to the back... This indicates that the collapse of the physical body is irreparable.
The emotions in Bai Hao's eyes were extremely complicated. Had he known this outcome earlier, would he have been able to act more resolutely?
Or you could simply surrender yourself to the devil and give up your thinking completely, so that you wouldn’t analyze the pros and cons all the time during the battle.
When the emotions of fear and regret were intertwined, the cruel look in Bai Hao's eyes turned into a fierce and ferocious gaze, and his other hand swept directly towards Mu Qing.
With this movement of his, the balance he had managed to maintain was instantly broken. There was a roar in his chest, and a bloody hole the size of his head was blasted out.
"Ding dong." The dim Snow King Sword fell to the ground, and Mu Qing's hand holding the sword was weakly hammered at his side. Blood gushed out from his chest, and his whole consciousness was filled with blood. He turned his head and looked at the other hand waving towards him.
Mu Qing was angry for no reason. He had worked so hard to persevere until now. If it still ended in a life-or-death outcome, then why would he still work so hard?
The facial features on Mu Qing's face were twisted together, his mind wandered randomly, and he roared at the waving palm, and a golden lightning shot straight out from his eyes.
