Heavenly Curse

The distant vision Mu Yi also looks in the eyes, but unfortunately, he is still too far away after all, otherwise he can take this opportunity to teach each other a lifelong unforgettable lesson, the five thunderbolts, and then match the just In one scene, the power of Tian Lei can be doubled.

With the five thunderbolts drawn by Mu Yi at this moment, plus the natural power of heaven and earth, I believe that even if you change to Quyang here, you can only drink it.

It's a pity that this vision only disappeared after a few short breaths, but even so, the picture just now was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone.

Mu Yi and Da Nu approached Xijigang a little bit. Finally, the two came to Xijigang, and the people from Bafangtang were only a few dozen feet apart.

"kill!"

With a shout, there were two main leaders running down, and dozens of people in black behind them followed without a word, the black clothes were rolling and the intention was boiling.

"Roar!"

Before Mu Yi ordered, the big slave had thrown his bag on the ground, staring at his eyes, barefooted against the black stream.

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the two collided together, as if a thunderous thunder thought in the air, and then saw a few men in black flying directly into the sky, and then the slave was drowned by the rolling black stream.

The masters of the two halls joined forces to fight against the slaves, and the remaining men in black all rushed up. Whatever the morals of the rivers and lakes, and the humility of character, all disappeared at this moment. Both sides had only one goal, which was to kill each other.

Mu Yi did not intervene in watching the situation of the big slaves. Of course, these people can trap the big slaves for a while, but after the big slaves get used to it, they will be the ones who suffer, even if the two second-class peak leaders are on the front. It is also impossible to be the opponent of the big slave when resisting.

"kill!"

At this time, another sound sounded, and then saw the remaining two church owners move at the same time, and dozens of people in black pounced on Mu Yi.

At this point, there is only one black carriage left over the entire Xijigang, and it is parked alone.

Looking at the man in black that was approaching, Mu Yi's killing intentions kept accumulating. Finally, he raised his hands.

When Mu Yi flashed his hands, six white lights ignited from him, and immediately hit the first six men in black.

At this moment, as Mu Yi reached the second step of the second difficulty, the power of the Demon Slayer increased a lot. Although he could not kill the second-rate peak master, he still had great power under the second-rate.

"Bang, bang!"

Several muted sounds sounded almost at the same time, and then six people in black were seen flying directly upside down, smashing into the crowd behind, making the neat formation suddenly chaotic.

In the distance, all the people who watched the crowd were stunned.

"Practitioner!"

Many people flashed this thought at the same time.

Although there are very few practitioners in the rivers and lakes, it does not mean that they are not. Many people have even seen them.

Although Mu Yi was dressed as a Taoist priest, no one thought about it. At one point, his age was too young, and even Taoists and monks on the rivers and lakes were mostly practicing martial arts. After all, they had to be talented in their practice.

Furthermore, Mu Yi has never practiced the practice of a practitioner from beginning to end. This also makes people mistakenly think that he can only practice martial arts. Until now, he has only revealed his identity as a practitioner for the first time, which is undoubtedly also edible. Startled.

Mu Yi waved his hands, and those black people in Bafangtang even flew out before they even got close. The strength he showed made people take a breath.

The two church owners looked at each other, and rushed up from both sides inadvertently.

Mu Yi ignored both of them, but first eliminated those so-called elites. When the two masters approached, the black people around him had been sparse, so it took only a short period of time. At least two or thirty people died under the Demon Spell.

Looking at the two angry church masters who pulled up the sword, Mu Yi took a step back slightly. The speed was not that fast, but they just avoided the attack of the two.

Behind him, a man in black took the opportunity to raise the knife in his hand, and before he could even split it, he was hit by the backward Mu Yi, and the man in black snorted and flew out.

"Oh!"

At the same time, several men in black raised their arms and moved the crossbow in their hands, and a sharp arrow flew towards Mu Yi.

When Mu Yi was moved, the years of bamboo on his back flew into his hands, and then he waved them gently. Those sharp arrows were immediately hit, and even a few shot into the surrounding black people.

The two church masters were full of anger, and they performed their tricks one after another. For a time, Mu Yi was as swift as a waterfall.

Mu Yi didn't panic, even the expression on his face didn't change half a bit. I saw him holding the years bamboo and moving forward gently.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the knife curtain disappeared suddenly, leaving only a horrified face.

Mu Yi's wrist shook again, and years of bamboo hit the other's wrist. The famous church owner groaned, and the long knife fell to the ground.

At the same time, Mu Yi lifted his left hand, and a demon slayer agitated, just hitting another church owner. The other's eyes narrowed, and the sword changed in midair, cutting directly on the white light.

Then the white light dissipated, and he took two steps back under that power.

Mu Yi took the bamboo of the years as a sword, stabbed forward slightly, and snorted, the other end went directly into the master's chest, the other side's eyes opened, but it could not change the outcome.

"Fifth child!"

The other host shouted, and rushed towards Mu Yi like crazy.

Mu Yi pumped with his right hand, and years of bamboo flew out with a blood arrow, but the bamboo body was still smooth and translucent, and no blood dripped.

Later, the years bamboo flashed in the air, and smashed towards the other side.

In this attack, Mu Yi did not take any action.

Although the church owner was crazy, he did not lose his mind. When he saw the years falling down, he did not dare to despise and lifted his sword.

"Oh!"

The years bamboo smashed on that big sword, and the steel made the sword, but at the moment it became vulnerable, and it couldn't even stop the speed of the years bamboo falling.

"Snapped!"

Years bamboo smashed the sword, and then fell on the other's head. Suddenly, the head burst open, letting those black people who rushed around rush together, and the speed was subconsciously slow.

In fact, they ca n’t blame them for their fear, mainly because Mu Yi ’s performance is too frightening. In a short time, two co-hosts, two or thirty brothers died in his hands, and there was no scar on his body. Despair.

And the battlefield on the other side is not much better. Although the big slave was indeed at a disadvantage in the beginning, but over time, his inaccessible body also made people desperate, especially the power of the big slave. That is, death or injury.

In a short period of time, the crowd surrounding him also became scarce. One of the two church owners had already died in battle, and the black people in Bafangtang had been cut by half. However, the way of fighting makes people feel shocked, no matter who sees it, they can't help but admire a brave and invincible heart.

Therefore, no matter how slow the slave is, no one can stop him when he pushes sideways.

As soon as the two masters died, the remaining people were equal to the headless dragons. In addition, the spirit was taken away, and fear was born. Naturally, they were not Mu Yi's opponents. After more than a dozen breaths, the last escaped man in black also died. Mu Yi's cut demon symbol.

At this point, the army of men in black rushing to Mu Yi was overwhelmed.

In the distance, the crowd watching has been silent for a long time, even the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, everyone looked pale, with fear in their eyes.

Although some people have expected that Mu Yi will be very strong, after all, if it is not strong, it will not be possible to kill the three masters of Bafangtang, but they did not see it with their own eyes. Even if Mu Yi wins, it is very difficult.

But the scene that happened today made them understand that they were wrong. Even many people were glad that if they were not taken a step ahead by Bafangtang, they would be the ones who died.

Soon, the battle on the slave's side gradually ended, and everyone died in his hands, and no one escaped.

The cloud over his head was lowered, and the surrounding area was gradually darkened. The corpse on the ground in Xijigang shook everyone's hearts.

Bafangtang is probably going to become history.

This is the idea in many people's hearts. Although the owner of Bafangtang is not in front of him, seven of the masters of Bafangtang have already died. All the elites have died in the First World War. Bafangtang has only one shell left.

No, there is one more!

These people couldn't help but think of the mysterious lobby owner of Bafangtang, because he hasn't shot yet.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes could not help falling on the carriage at the highest point of Xijigang.

For the lobby owner who hasn't shot yet, many people can't think of it. He can watch his tragic death and remain indifferent. The iron heart is not something ordinary people can have.

"Did you escape?"

Some people have ideas in their hearts.

But Mu Yi knew that the lobby owner was still in the carriage.

As for why he didn't come out, Mu Yi also couldn't figure it out, did he want to fight a fair fight with him?

Mu Yi shook her head gently, obviously not so simple.

Suddenly, Mu Yi's heart moved. He looked at the corpses on the ground. Just because he was fighting, he subconsciously ignored the dead person. But at this moment, he felt bad in his heart.

I saw that the corpses had become much thinner, and even the blood on the ground was not as large as expected. At first Mu Yi thought it was the reason here, but now it seems that there is obviously another mystery.

Mu Yi ’s mental strength radiated. Suddenly, he ‘saw’ a blood red, that dazzling red, which made him unable to bear his heart to sway, making it difficult to hold himself.

Mu Yi chuckled in his heart, and shouted at the big slave: "Back!"

"late!"

While Mu Yihua sounded, he also heard a sharp voice, directly into his mind, apparently a mental power.

"Lead on blood, curse!"