Fighting the World: Supreme Valkyrie

Chapter 210

"Aochen, what are you doing? Quickly untie my acupuncture points!" Huangfu Duan Yu drank with a livid face, and Yi Zijing who was beside him saw this and said with a playful smile, "I mean Patriarch Huangfu! Didn't you see that?" What will happen to Patriarch Liu? Are you really not afraid of death? In fact, death is not scary at all. I'm afraid it will be miserable if you die at that time. You'd better stay here and watch obediently like my father .”

Huangfu Aochen glanced at Yi Zijing, and said in a deep voice: "Father, the strength of Iron Face Yan Luo is unfathomable, and we are no match for him, so why should we lose our lives because of this!" His deep gaze fell on On that iron-faced Yan Luo, the three masters could not harm him even if they joined forces. Such a person is really a terrible opponent!

"They're right. You see, people from the major sects in the mainland are completely vulnerable in front of them. The casualties and injuries of the people present haven't even hurt a single hair of them. If the fight continues, only the members of the various schools will suffer." Yi Teng, who had been watching for a long time, finally saw the situation in front of him clearly, and said slowly in a calm voice.

Hearing this, Huangfu Duan Yu frowned slightly and raised his eyes to look at him. He looked at the field in front of him where the corpses were lying on the ground. It was indeed a heavy casualty. After tonight, all forces on the mainland have been weakened again. few.

And in front, Mu Jinye's Mu Zong's long sword flashed, and the cold light suddenly appeared, and the true energy in his body was violently stimulated, and with the momentum of thunder, he rushed towards the iron face that was fighting Duanmu Wuxi Lengzhi When Yan Luo attacked, he couldn't believe that there were so many people and no one was his opponent!

"Father! Don't!" Mu Jinye screamed, before the body that was thrown out landed, he quickly rolled over in mid-air to stabilize his body, and flew in his direction with a sharp breath.

Sensing the strong air current with strong murderous intent coming from behind, Leng Ye suddenly turned around, glanced coldly and didn't play with Duanmu Wuxi and Leng crepe any more, and directly slapped them hard. , two bang bangs sounded, two figures flew down like a kite that had been disconnected from the string, and the two figures of Duan Muyi and Leng Chengsen flew up at the same time to catch the falling body, and then raised their heads to face the iron face. Yan Luo looked over and saw him with thick hair and a terrifying murderous aura. He turned the sword with a cold light in his hand, and his figure flew towards Mu Zong. With a wave of the cold sword, the powerful air flow on the sword whistled Roaring, he flew towards Mu Zong like a fierce tiger.

He will never let anyone who wants to kill him go!

Seeing that powerful air rushing towards his face, Mu Zong was startled. He couldn't advance or retreat right now, so he could only bite the bullet and go forward. However, before he got close to his side, he was caught by the blast that erupted from him. Captured by a strong man's coercion and cold killing intent, the true energy condensed in his hand gradually disappeared under the impact of that powerful airflow, and the airflow wrapped around the soft sword in his hand also disappeared. , Without the infusion of true energy, the blow that was originally powerful became harmless in front of Leng Ye.

"father!"

Seeing Yan Luo's sword that released a powerful airflow and murderous intent, his father was captured by the coercion of Yan Luo's body at this moment, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in mid-air, as if he couldn't move. In front of him, the cold sword that released a powerful airflow and howled was approaching step by step with an unstoppable fierce momentum, and slashed down from the top of his head!

"Drink!" Mu Zong looked up and gasped involuntarily.

"No!"

Mu Jinye was so startled that his beating heart seemed to rush out of his chest, he was so nervous that he forgot to breathe, how could he watch his father die in front of him!How could he let his father bear such a murderous blow!If this sword is really swung down, he will definitely die!
His exclamation came to everyone's ears. Mo, Xie, Jue, and Li, who were fighting with others, turned their heads and looked in Mu Jinye's direction. , the figure of Yan Luo with the iron face flew in mid-air, and the cold sword in his hand, which contained powerful energy, burst out with a murderous aura, and mercilessly swung it down towards Mu Zong.

Several people frowned upon seeing this, that Mu Zong is Xi'er's father!If he really died here, I'm afraid that things in the future will be difficult to deal with.However, a few people soon realized that their worries were unnecessary.

Just when everyone thought that the head of the eight great families would fall tonight, when Mu Jinye was burning with anxiety, and when Mu Zong was stunned by the slashing sword and the mighty aura of the king, Ben Thinking that he was going to die, he forgot to react, and at this moment he was also unable to move because of the powerful coercion. He watched in a daze as the cold sword whistling fierce and murderous aura struck down from above...

At this moment, he finally understood the disparity in strength. At this moment, he suddenly felt flustered, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid that he would never see his son and daughter again...

"Father!" Wishing to have an extra pair of wings on his body so that he could go to his side immediately. At this moment, Mu Jinye's heart stopped beating when it reached his throat. A powerful and infuriating sword slashed down.

That's too late!That's too late……

"Clang, ho... bang!"

Suddenly, there was the clanging sound of the two swords colliding, and the whistling air roared like a tsunami in mid-air, and a white figure blocked the blow from the iron-faced Yama with his sword. The strong airflow erupted by the sword caused a wild wind to blow within ten meters, and the aura of the sword rushed around, whistling around the two of them, and stretched out a hand to clear the air that had been released by the two of them. The coercive Mu Zong swung in Mu Jinye's direction, and then he raised his eyes to look at Leng Ye, who was full of murderous looks, and a faint voice came out of her mouth.

"You can't hurt him!"

As he spoke, he pushed the sword in his hand forward, pushing Leng Ye away from her side. The friction of the airflow in the sword body then erupted with a booming sound that resounded through the sky. Like a tenth-level typhoon, the trees were bent over by the airflow, the leaves were shaking vigorously in the wind, the fallen leaves were flying all over the sky, and the sharp whistling sound was endless...

(End of this chapter)