"What? Are you going to risk your life?" Mu Qingyun said with a little contempt.
In the original battle, he definitely needed to regain his face. Now that he is holding the Blood Dust Sword, he is bound to be able to return the humiliation of the past. More importantly, he must kill Tang Ming with his own hands.
"If you leave now, I can keep you alive for the sake of being the Holy Son. After all, my target has not been you from the beginning!"
Mu Qingyun looked arrogant, obviously not taking the other party seriously.
"Don't think too highly of yourself, otherwise others will really think you are better than me!"
As the words fell, the black scale gun seemed to be affected, and gradually turned into crimson, and a huge red unicorn suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Overlord consecutive thrusts!"
With a loud roar, Ye Yuntian took the initiative to attack. The spear in his hand instantly stabbed the opponent like a swimming dragon, attacking with an endless attack.
The spear thrust that could not be caught by the naked eye was blocked by Mu Qingyun using his sword at will.
He only heard the sounds of countless collisions in his ears, and all the offensives he launched were disintegrated. Even Qilin's offensive, he was able to counterattack with his hands free.
Looking at this situation, Ye Yuntian was also unable to make effective moves. Originally, he could suppress the opponent steadily with Qilin's offensive, but as time passed, the suppressed situation gradually began to turn into a draw.
With the offensive of one man and one beast, even a fifth-level True Yuan monk should be in trouble at this moment. However, Mu Qingyun's face not only did not change at all, but also contained more of a sneer.
When he felt that cold smile, Ye Yuntian only felt that something was wrong, but just when he wanted to find a solution to the situation, the gun blade pierced his chest.
"puff!"
When he felt the feeling of the spear tip piercing his body, Ye Yuntian was not happy at all. Instead, he was worried about whether the other party was going to use another trick.
Just when Ye Yuntian wanted to pull out the gun blade and retreat, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not withdraw his black scale gun.
I saw Mu Qingyun holding the gun tightly and looking at him coldly, "Why did you stop? If you stab it in again, it will be my heart. Then you will have avenged your cousin!"
As soon as these words came out, Ye Yuntian's eyes suddenly fell into shock, "What did you say?"
"Didn't anyone tell you? Your cousin died in my hands!" Mu Qingyun's cold smile slowly emerged, and then the other eye gradually turned blood color.
"That guy's name is Lin Yao, right? He can use the secret of the true dragon just like you. It's just a pity that his strength is too weak and he died with just one sword."
After saying that, he did not forget to look at the bloody sword in his hand with a joking look, "By the way, he died on this sword. You have seen his body, and you should be able to see the consistency of the wounds by comparing it. "
When he thought of the huge penetrating wound on Lin Yao's chest, his eyes immediately turned gloomy, "Who are you?"
"I am the number one demon sword under the Blood Ancestor, Xue Chen. You are lucky enough to be able to talk to me for three lifetimes, not to mention that your poor cousin died in my hands and you have been practicing for eight lifetimes." Blessings come!”
Listening to what the other party said, Ye Yuntian's expression turned ferocious in an instant, "It turns out it was you, you bastard, who did it. I'm going to tear you apart!"
With a roar of rage, Ye Yuntian's aura suddenly surged, and a powerful spiritual power surged instantly, and the true dragon power in his body began to surge instantly.
"I want you to die!"
Pulling out the gun blade, Ye Yuntian immediately used the power of the real dragon to gather around him.
"The silver dragon roars!"
The huge silver dragon immediately let out a roar and began to continuously emit the power of thunder. The red unicorn beside him also began to sense it and turned into spiritual power and attached itself to the silver dragon. The silver thunder suddenly transformed. For the sake of red, the power exploded is even better.
After absorbing the power of Qilin at this moment, the full strength of the true dragon power was truly revealed.
"Give me your life!"
In the bloody thunder, a real dragon suddenly swung out with the gun blade, bursting out with endless coercion and rushing towards the opponent. Wherever the thunder passed, it instantly destroyed the ground and raised a huge cloud of sand.
Seeing the hundred-foot-long dragon approaching in front of him, the smile on Mu Qingyun's lips turned cold.
"This is the battle between saints!"
"Spiritual high-level martial arts, Blood Silence and Dust-Destroying Slash!"
Bloody clouds suddenly appeared, and a huge red blood sword appeared immediately, and the sword energy in it was so bloody that it filled the sky with a thick pressure, shrouding a place in the Qiankun Realm.
With such a powerful martial arts display, even the surrounding air began to be filled with the smell of blood. The huge sword energy carried the blood mist and surged towards the real dragon like a huge wave of blood.
The real dragon with the red thunder on his body used the power of thunder to evaporate the blood mist, split all obstacles, and directly bit the bloody sword energy. The strong bite force even caused the sword energy to break a little.
"Crunch!"
The bloody crystals fell, and the sword energy began to be shattered by the dragon's head. The huge bite force could not be resisted even by Mu Qingyun's martial arts.
"interesting!"
Even Mu Qingyun, who couldn't resist the power of the real dragon, immediately flipped the sword and the bloody sword exploded, causing the real dragon to roar again and again. Even its body began to gradually break. With a cry, the real dragon's The body also began to gradually dissipate.
I thought the two sides were just fighting a draw, but Ye Yuntian had already grasped the gun blade that was about to fall and stabbed the opponent's chest immediately.
"puff!"
Ye Yuntian, who was hidden in the blood mist, seized the only opportunity and used all his strength to pierce the opponent's chest with the gun blade.
This blow was enough to destroy Mu Qingyun's heart. Even if the Hua Xuan monk came, he would not be able to save the opponent's heart.
Ye Yuntian, who thought he had won this time, finally couldn't hold himself up anymore, knelt on the ground with one leg and began to gasp for air.
However, the next moment, Mu Qingyun's sneer sounded.
"Are you tired? How about I help you out?"
Looking up, Mu Qingyun was still standing there, with no drop of blood showing from his pierced chest.
Just when Ye Yuntian was shocked, the bloody sword had already pierced his vital part.
"puff!"
The blood sword immediately pierced his chest, but the force was too strong, and Ye Yuntian followed the inertia and took a few steps back.
"Plop!"
Ye Yuntian knelt on the ground, vomiting out a large amount of blood from the corner of his mouth. The energy and blood in his body were churning, and his meridians were almost broken.
Looking at Ye Yuntian who had no fighting ability, the smile on the corner of Mu Qingyun's mouth became even colder.
"Don't worry, I will send you to meet Lin Yao right now."
After saying that, he stabbed his head with the sword.
Looking at the tip of the sword that was about to fall, Ye Yuntian's expression at this moment was filled with endless unwillingness.
"go to hell!"
Mu Qingyun swung the sword, the smile on his face became even stronger, and he could already imagine the blood splattered on the spot.
And at this moment, a green sword energy suddenly appeared...
