Chapter 835: Let you be buried (3)
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As soon as the voice fell, the spiritual power in Mu Yan suddenly broke out.
The celestial piano in the hand flashed and instantly turned into seven long swords.
[Seven Swordsmanship] Launch!
The attack of lily of the valley, green bamboo and cold and clear scorpion fell on the [seven swordsmanship].
Mu Yan spurted a blood, and the thin body was crumbling.
At the same time, the thunderclouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and the speed of robbery is getting faster and faster.
"Ah-!!" Finally, the lily of the valley was hit by a robbery.
A scream of screaming was made, and between the time of the day, even the flesh and blood did not see the points, and it was turned into ash.
Green bamboo looked at this scene with a dull look.
The fear and despair brought by the shadow of death floated on her eyes a little.
"No, no! I don't want to die! I will never die in this place!"
"Jun Muyan, stop... stop!"
Green bamboo hair is scattered, and even the long sword in his hand does not know where to throw it.
She looked at her face like a evil spirit, and smacked her face toward Muyan. "When you die, how can I die in this ghost place, you give me death! Ah ah ah!!!"
Mu Yan looked at her fierce and sullen look, just a cold smile.
The figure moved a few meters back.
The glaring electric light flashed and the thunder roared.
A colorful thunderbolt just fell on the position she had just stood.
The green bamboo was rushing, and suddenly looked up, and the slyness on his face turned into a desperate despair.
"Ah-!" The short scream came to an abrupt end.
Thunder and lightning blasted a huge hole in the ground, earth and stone flying debris, no bones.
But this time, Mu Yan was also affected a little.
The clothes on the body had burnt marks, and even the hair was slightly curled.
Her face was even more white and scary, and the blood kept coming from her mouth and from the wounds on her body.
Her weak body can only be supported by the seven-sword sword formed by the demon piano, so that it will not fall.
However, when the line of sight and the cold, sinister, sinister, cold and cold eyes are on the opposite side, Mu Yan’s mouth renews a lazy and ridiculous smile.
The sizzling of the bite of the cold teeth.
She didn't understand why this woman died and even laughed. Why are you not afraid at all?
She did not even understand that it was a breeze to deal with a mortal woman.
But why, she struggled with her heart, lost a few confidants, and now even her own gods have joined in, but still can not kill this monk.
The thunder in the sky is getting bigger and bigger.
The entire innocent mountain has become a sea of sacred mountains.
It only takes a little longer, and the rolling hills will be completely flattened.
Nowadays, the intensive robbery is approaching a little bit where they are.
There is no way to escape.
Leng Qingyu took a deep breath and once again showed a clear smile on his face. "Do you think that you will win?"
"Under the blasphemy, you will die, but I just lost some repairs."
"When you die, how long can the emperor remember you, and how long can you keep your body like jade?"
Her mouth is holding a smug and cruel smile. "After all, only living can have everything for you. One day, the emperor will forget you, will be touched by my tenderness and companionship. By that time, I will still be the last winner. ""
There was a pain and a sigh in the eyes of Mu Yan.
She looked up and looked at the sky.
