The Divine Martial Stars

Indescribably dangerous feeling, instantly hang over the Liudong shirt.

This is the most dangerous moment he has felt since the beginning of this war.

Li Mu was immersed in a golden red fire.

In his hand, the **** magic knife, just a slight flash of red awning, did not exude a terrible breath or power fluctuations.

So the feeling of danger is actually from Li Mu itself.

Liu Dong shirt was keenly aware that Li Mu at this time, and Li Mubi, just like the moment, came to the **** Fang Gang’s prime year from the leap year of the old and the old.

In particular, the volatility of the emperor's temperament emanating from the body of Li Mu is like a torrent of thousands of streams that have become a sea of ​​oceans.

How is this going?

Liu Dong shirt subconsciously entered the defensive posture.

On the face of Li Mu, there was a faint smile.

His mouth is slightly tilted.

The **** annoying repressive power finally dissipated.

He took out the magic knife, but it was just one of many attempts. I didn't expect it to really work.

The magic knife can restrain the power of the insidious fairy.

Then, everything is simple.

"What did you say a word?" Li Mu looked at Liu Dong's shirt and said: "Yes, now it is my turn, and this battle should be a full stop."

His backhand explored the gaze.

Golden light gathers.

The golden giant knife that condensed in the fourth form of the **** whip emerged.

"Fengyun six knives... the first knife!"

Li Mu's body shape, instantly in the void, pulled out a golden arc, the emperor burned the void, leaving a long-lasting flame imprint, the giant knife light is like the flame of the world, smashing to Liudong shirt.

"not good."

Liu Dong shirt screamed in his heart.

Behind the [Wangu Qingdi] willows spread the quasi-emperor, two huge trunks, curved like a human arm, once again set up, want to hold this knife light.

but--

Hey!

The cloth rips the general sound.

The huge trunk of the willow is like a mud, and it is cut off instantly.

Liu Dong’s dying soul is a big risk.

Can't stop it at all.

He desperately flies back.

"The second knife."

Li Mu slashed his knife and entered.

The giant flame knife is swaying.

Liu Dong shirt desperately fled and fled.

The knife flashed.

Hey.

Known as the tough defense unparalleled [Wangu Qingdi] willow tree, was directly intercepted by the waist, breaking from the middle, the huge canopy collapsed toward the ground.

"Do not……"

A blood arrow was sprayed in the mouth of Liu Dong.

The willows are broken and the fields are broken.

Li Mu’s knife directly smashed his field of emperor.

This is the use of knives to smash the realm of the emperor, not the horrible power of the emperor.

At this time, Li Mu is fierce.

Compared with before, it is completely a change.

"The third knife."

Li Mu was in the golden red emperor's fire, and he was approaching.

He seems to be the fairy king who came from the fire.

Step by step, the world will shake and shake at his feet.

The entire No. 1 platform, a white gap on the ground.

Knife light through the air!

boom!

[Wanchun Qingdi] Willow was finally completely smashed.

The broken willow branches and leaves flew, and they were caught by the golden red flame and burned on the ring.

Liu Dong's shirt was pale and his body was crumbling.

Lost.

The fiasco came so suddenly.

He is not prepared.

The flames are falling and falling in the void.

With the destruction of the field of Willows in the "Wangu Qingdi",

The willows dissipated, and the space on the first platform became real again, and the small world created by the emperor's field disappeared.

The space inside the wind wall is about a kilometer in diameter.

“Why is this?”

Liudong shirt is very frustrating.

He looked like a knife and stared at Li Mu.

"What is the power of your human race? What is the power to borrow? This is not your strength, you cheated."

He is arrogant, heartbroken, unable to accept such a defeat.

Li Mu dragged his knife.

Hey!

The blade rubs against the ground on the platform and emits a strange sound that collapses into a cluster of sputtered Mars.

Li Mu smiled coldly: "You didn't say in the past that no one can cheat on the collapse of this sacred jihad? Why, now, if you want to say what you said, go back to it?"

Liu Dong shirt is utterly speechless.

He can't understand everything that happened today.

"The fourth knife."

Li Mu's figure suddenly accelerated, such as a streamer, lightning approaching, and took out the fourth knife.

The knife flashed.

too fast.

It is too fast.

"I will go with you as much as you can..." Liu Dong shirt simply couldn't afford to dodge. Under the subconscious, he could only sacrifice all the life-saving instruments and weapons in his body, and decided to change his injuries with injuries.

call out!

The sound of breaking the air rang.

The figures are interlaced.

The original streamer flashed quickly to the extreme picture, and it instantly stopped.

Li Mu and Liu Dong shirt are separated by 20 meters, standing back to back.

The shape of the Liudong shirt keeps the posture of the sword and the action is stiff.

The picture is suddenly still.

The strong people of all ethnic groups around the ring and the river, this came to a deep breath.

The battle screens in the previous stage were too thrilling. Many people watched the battle while holding their breath, and they missed the key picture when they were afraid of breathing.

Is the battle over?

A huge question mark emerges in everyone's mind and mind.

Who's winning?

One question mark is almost the top of everyone's head.

The air suddenly calmed down.

At this time -

Dangdang!

The Excalibur in his hand suddenly broke from it.

The front end of the sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

This voice is obviously light, but it is like a heavy object in everyone's heart.

puff!

A blood line was shot on the body of Liu Dong.

From the right shoulder to the left.

The bloodline of the slap, without any suspense, shows that the emperor of the Tianmo family has been praised by Li Mu, and his body is divided into two sections.

His sword, his shield, his people...

All have been cut off.

The means to do it is to stop the simple knife.

For the strongest of the quasi-premier, the body is broken, not a fatal injury.

But the fatal thing is that in the long cracked blood line of Liu Dongyi, the blood spurted and sprayed, and began to spurt.

Golden red flames.

The indescribable pain, from the soreness of the soul, all of a sudden, will completely drown the Liudong shirt.

He knows that his own limit has arrived.

This time, it is no longer the shadow of death, but the death itself, which really fell on him.

He is no longer struggling.

But looking at Li Mu.

"Why... why... Before you were ordered, you were exhausted and unable to fight again. Why? Why is this?" In the last moments of his life, Liu Dong’s shirt turned hard and looked at Li Mu’s back with his eyes in his eyes. The taste of pleading: "You tell me, please... tell me!"

It is not impossible to lose.

But it is not clear what can't be lost.

In this battle, he clearly has to win.

Even if Li Mu broke through, he could threaten him.

But why?

Li Mu took out the rotten rusted knife, and everything changed. Even later, Li Mu made another move, and the weapon he used was still his whip, not the **** knife.

He doesn't want to die.

Li Mu took the knife and turned.

"I said, your strength is not the opponent of the Taoist brother." Li Mu used only the voice in the ring to hear, faintly said: "The reason you can win is because there is something shameless, in the dark. Helping you, suppressing the brothers of the Tao, this time, too. Only then, the power of suppression was broken by the magic knife."

Liu Dong shirt looks blank.

He shook his head and didn't want to believe: "No, you lied to me... Impossible, this is the sacred battle, no one can cheat, you deliberately say this, want to fight my martial arts heart, you..."

He is more reluctant to believe in this reality than Li Mu.

He thought that he was defeating the Tao, but it was caused by his own strength.

He would rather be defeated today because Li Mu is too strong.

The result... all this turned out to be a joke.

The gold-red Quasi-Emperor fire burned and gradually incinerated the body of Liudong.

Life is passing by bit by bit.

Even at the last moment of his life, the light of the transmission of the **** jade card did not light up.

In the end, under the horror of the numerous powerful people in the entire land of Shengxian, Liudong shirts turned into a group of flying ash, the martial arts emperor of the chaotic world, and finally left to the world, this group of flying ash .

The battle is over.

Li Mu recovered the whip.

A new set of white clothes appears on the body and covers the body.

The fire was in his body.

He looked around the ring.

The body that stands proudly is like the **** of war that returns from battle. It cannot be overlooked.

The wind wall of the No. 1 platform gradually dissipated.

The surface of the platform is covered with cracks.

This is the most serious one that has been destroyed since the opening of the Hundred People's Patriotic War.

The light of the transmission of the **** jade card did not appear.

Li Mu went straight from the volley in the ring.

Countless voyages follow.

Awe, horror, envy, worship...

Different eyes, pay attention to the same person.

At this moment, Li Mu, shining like a god, is like a god.

“What happened?” Through the crowd, Li Mu soon saw the two people who were together.

"Yong Gong, you are fine."

Hua Xiangrong has been unable to control himself, directly rushed into the arms of Li Mu, holding Li Mu, almost burst into tears.

For her, the outcome of the battle between the Taiwan and the Taiwan War is whether to win or lose. It doesn't matter at all. What is important is that Li Mu is alive and coming down the ring.

Wang Shiyu almost rushed to Li Mu’s arms.

But she took control of herself at the last moment, just punched and punched Li Mu’s shoulder and angered: “If you want to force it, what to play, why not use the magic knife that I gave you earlier? I will play snakes like this in the future. If I die, I will not care about you, hehe!"

Yun Shuangying used the eyes of worship to look at Li Mu.

Don't talk.

Her pair of clear, beautiful eyes have delivered too much information.

The Blue Bull Taoist simply said what happened before.

"Li Mu, your woman, violated the rules of jihad, what do you say?" One of the nine great descendants of Lei Daozu Mountain, sneer at Li Mu, said: "Even if you win this battle, You have to give an explanation to the major races."

Li Mu was physically moved and stepped out.

Hey!

"Ah..." The single-eyed man made a scream.

He never dreamed that Li Mu would dare to go straight at this time, under the downfall, and directly failed to respond. He was directly smashed by Li Mu, kicked half of his body, bloody, and frantically retreated.

"I will tell you a mom."

Li Mu sneered.

"Don't think that I only play aliens, and provoke me. No matter who I am, I have to ask myself if I can stop me. This time, I will only give you a little lesson. Next time, your dog life will not be saved. Welcome to try."

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