Chapter 315: Beat

The cold light suddenly appeared, killing Ling Ran!

At the next moment, the naked eye can see the huge mountain peak. At this moment, the entire space is frozen. With Mu Yuyin's sudden shot, I don't know when there is a long sword in his delicate hand.

The silver glow of the sword body flickered, and it had reached the stage of the sixth-order divine fetish. At the moment of the shot, it was like a poisonous dragon rushing toward Meng Fan, carrying a sharp cold glow.

So strong, so fast!

Looking at the sword in the sky, everyone around it changed their expressions. Although they were a full kilometer above the mountain, they could feel the horror of the latter sword. It was this sword alone. Looking at the power of the entire Quartet, many old monsters are unable to play out.

Mu Yuyin at the pinnacle of the Po Yuan realm is not a king among the juniors of the Heavenly Cold Sect. There is a trace of heat in the eyes of countless Tianhan Sect disciples, and they look into the sky, full of awe. .

This is the confidence of Mu Yuyin. The strength of the latter is almost the belief of all the disciples of the Celestial Cold Sect. For many years, it has been cold and frosty, but it has never been defeated. The toughness is already deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Is her admirer.

Around it, many empire’s noble and royal princes even sneered, sneering at Meng Fan’s actions. To them, Mu Yuyin was like a **** and inviolable. There is only one result if you want to do it. Be killed!

"That young man is not bad, he can bring some pressure to Yuyin!"

Standing in the middle of the air on the armrest, an elder in the elder group said condensedly, with a sigh in his tone. You must know that for the youngsters of the newly rising mainland, the Heavenly Han Sect will have a relatively detailed information, and in it, it is stated that Meng Fan has no background.

An ordinary young man, born in grassroots, has cultivated to such a level, he can't help but be amazed.

A moment later, an old man also said disdainfully.

"Hmph, so what, this is a duel, life and death, no matter what this young man is, but recently Yin'er will never let him down the mountain, otherwise the majesty of the Heavenly Han Sect is put there, it is destined to be dead!"

When the voice fell, everyone sighed in their hearts. Although Meng Fan has shown his strength now that he has surprised everyone, no one can believe that he will win. Mu Yuyin's strength has already reached another level. The level is definitely not comparable to the backs of the same age!

"Meng Fan!"

Standing among the crowd, a beautiful figure's body was trembling, her beautiful eyes staring into the air, she was majestic and enchanting, and she was Ling Daiyou.

At this moment, Ling Daiyou's jade hand clenched tightly and murmured.

"Meng Fan, this battle... If you die, I won't avenge you immediately, I will return to Ling's house, then I will use all my strength to turn into a poisonous snake in the entire Quartet In the meantime, take revenge on Tianhan Sect!"

In her tone, she was extremely firm. Ling Daiyou was naturally an extraordinary woman to be able to do what she is today, but she didn't know when, but she was already firmly fixed on that lonely figure.

In an instant, the entire sky was sealed off, and only Mu Yuyin's sword shadow was terrifying, as if it were a meteor that penetrated everything.

But for such murderous intent, Meng Fan's body remained motionless, like a mountain, as if he hadn't seen the horror of this sword.

Mu Yuyin in Rao Shi's midair also frowned, but the speed of his shot did not diminish in any way. With a sword, the air pierced Meng Fan's throat and said coldly.

"Why, did you come to the Heavenly Cold Sect to lead death?"

A sword pierced through the sky, and Meng Fan, who had been motionless for the next moment, finally moved. He stepped out, and a creaking and creaking sound erupted from Meng Fan’s body, the sound of bones hitting, and the hostility in his eyes But it has become extremely thick.

At the next moment, Meng Fan stretched out a white palm, but it was volleyed towards the silver sword in the sky and grabbed it!

what!

Around it, everyone’s expressions have changed drastically, including the many elders of the Tianhan Sect’s elder group Yi Shuihan frowned. You must know how domineering Mu Yuyin’s sword light is, but Meng Fan To pick it up with hands, is it impossible to find death.

boom!

Suddenly, a burst of air was emitted, and the ground around the vibration spread out. You must know that there is a fierce vitality between Mu Yuyin, and the ground with Meng Fan as the center is directly collapsed. broken.

At the next moment, I looked at it suddenly, and I saw it with the naked eye, but I found an extremely astonishing scene. Mu Yuyin's body suddenly stopped, and the silver sword was caught in Meng Fan's hands. His throat is only an inch away, but it is... unable to insert it again!

This scene, like a picture scroll, was fixed on the mountain peak, and everyone’s hearts trembled, as if they were dumb, they could clearly see the blood dripping from Meng Fan’s palm, while the latter seemed to have not seen it. At the same time, he stared closely at Mu Yuyin.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Looking at the super young boy in front of him, Mu Yuyin couldn't help but trembled. People who could do this step were rare, and the latter was indeed not the thin and weak boy in Wuzhen. He smiled slightly, but Meng Fan's smile revealed a trembling indifference, he said word by word.

"This pain is nothing compared to the pain I have suffered in the past three years!"

The last few words spread around, and even Meng Fan had used a low growl before he knew it, and Mu Yuyin's delicate body could not help but tremble. It is conceivable that the latter can reach where it is today with an ordinary body, how much suffering and blood shed!

"Roar!"

Two words were spit out, and Meng Fan's one hand forcefully grasped Mu Yuyin's sword light. At this moment, Immovable King Ming's body was constantly running, his muscles bulged, and the blood in his body seemed to be burning. Along with Meng Fan's majestic strength, the silver sword visible in the sky gradually bends with the naked eye.

You know, that is the sixth-order god, it turned out to be bent under Meng Fan's power! Mu Yuyin's expression flashed, but before she could make any movements, the next moment Meng Fan stepped out and moved his arm, a majestic force exploded from his arm.

I am like a rock, immovable king!

Meng Fan, who has already stepped into the body of the Immovable King, is like a humanoid monster. Under the fierce strength of the former, he directly hit Mu Yuyin's shoulder with a punch.

bump!

It was visible to the naked eye, Mu Yuyin flew out directly, her Jiao body retreated violently in the air.

At the next moment, Meng Fan stood in the same place soaring into the air, with his feet on the ground, his figure violent. At this moment, the power in his body was running, as if it was going to burst out half of Meng Fan's capillary mouth. Three years of blood, just for today's battle, how can Meng Fan not be crazy!

With a big wave of his hand, Meng Fan also heard a voice like a rule.

"The river flows into the wilderness!"

With a punch, it was almost like a **** of war, and a torrent of vitality that pierced everything erupted. Above Meng Fan's fist, it was like a rioting cannonball. However, the Tianhan Sect disciples who were thousands of meters away from him felt the strong wind tearing above their faces.

In the midair, even though Meng Fan's fist was the limit of speed and strength, Mu Yuyin was not a mortal, and with one hand in the next moment, the silver sword was already blocking the latter's body.

To the naked eye, Meng Fan's punch hit the silver sword directly.

bump!

There was a thunderous sound, but Meng Fan in the air did not stop. At the next moment, his palm moved and a finger stretched out.

"One sword towards Tianyuan!"

"Double fists shake the mountain!"

"Furious Sea Ling Tiandi!"

Words resounded like thunder and resounded across the field. At this moment, Meng Fan strode in mid-air, like a **** of war, but between his arms was a powerful force that was invincible. The Wave Breaking Art, once Meng Fan only showed a trace of power in the wild word method, but it completely broke out in his hands.

The terrifying force bombarded Mu Yuyin's silver sword. Even though the latter had vitality protection, it was the bombardment that retreated again and again, and there was no place to fight back.

Such a spread of power is even more terrifying than a Primordial Beast, almost every blow can smash the mountain and penetrate the earth.

Touch, touch, touch!

"Seven-star Big Dipper!"

A punch rushed out, and a force of shattering everything spread out from Meng Fan's hands, and in the next moment a sound of instrument screaming came from the silver sword in Mu Yuyin's hand. It can be seen to the naked eye that a Tier 6 divine object disappeared under Meng Fan's bombardment and turned into sky fragments at this moment.

Powerful, so terrible!

Under such strength, Mu Yuyin’s body retreated violently. With one step, the whole person plunged into the ground, and a huge smoke rose everywhere. Everyone in the entire field was ...A piece of petrification!

You must know that Mu Yuyin is the saint of the Heavenly Cold Sect, the daughter of the sect master, who has grown up with such an identity can be described as a true goddess of heaven. In just three years, Mu Yuyin's strength is still the elder group that can step into the Heavenly Cold Sect, and it is difficult to see the existence of competing with him among the entire younger generation.

Now it was in Meng Fan's almost repressive style of play, with several punches smashing into the ground, and even the gods were directly crushed. The thin man in the sky possessed the power of a monster, and countless disciples of the Heavenly Cold Sect were all frozen.

I thought it was Meng Fan who was killed by Mu Yuyin with a single move, but what I didn't expect was that things turned out to be the opposite. I couldn't help but shocked everyone's heart. You know, this has always been the belief of countless disciples of the Heavenly Cold Sect, but it was crushed by Meng Fan.

"How is it possible that he will reach this point!"

Ling Haichen murmured, his body was already trembling, not only him, but all the descendants of nobles from various empires around him were silent.

I have to admit that Meng Fan's intrepidity is already far higher than them. If the attack just now fell on them, it would be a direct bombardment, with no bones left.

In the sky, Meng Fan did not relax, his body was tense, his eyes slowly looked at the ruins. You must know that the latter is the saint of the Heavenly Han Sect. If it is these methods, then it is absolutely impossible to sit in that position.

Between the lightning and flint, there was finally movement in the calm dust of the next moment, and Mu Yuyin's delicate body walked out of it, but there was no trace of dust on his body. And an aura that was even more terrifying than before filled the surroundings, and a cold voice came out.

"Meng Fan, I admit that I was short-sighted three years ago. Your talent is indeed strong. In three years, you can reach this point with a mortal body. I can't... but Meng Fan, today you must dead!"