Three Thousand Planes Divine Thief System

"Get out!"

When Mu Yueqing saw the strange man, his eyes showed some dislike, and he spit out a rolling word directly and impolitely. Hearing this rolling word, the face of the strange man was finally gloomy and ugly.

"Brother Duhuo, in that case..."

At this time, Wu Yan looked at the strange man, and his eyes showed unspeakable meaning.

Boom——

They shot out at the same time, like two rainbow lights. The folding fans in Duhuo's hand looked feminine. With a wave of the fan in his hand, a storm swept out in an instant. However, the storm was not an ordinary storm, but a flame storm!

At this moment, Mu Yueqing's face changed dramatically. Immediately, her body moved and the whole person retreated. However, Mu Yueqing also stepped into the semi saint. It seems that her strength is not weak. She saw her palm lift and suppress the past towards the front. A palm print roared, and when the storm was about to break down!

Boom——

At this time, Wu Yan shot again. His whole body released fighting spirit. A red flame suspended. The flame formed a fire phoenix and suddenly rushed towards Mu Yueqing.

"Tianyue blade!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Muyue Qing took out a silver treasure from her sleeve robe. This treasure was like a curved moon and was silver. It was very strange. With a wave of her sleeve robe, the moon blade spun out at a high speed. Immediately, the moon blades cut one by one and collided with the fire phoenix. At the moment of the fire phoenix explosion, muyue Qing snorted and retreated a few steps, Duhuo behind him launched a fierce attack again. Muyueqing almost retreated one after another under the siege and interception.

Jin Buhuan was suspended in the distance without immediate help. He wanted to have a look at Mu Yueqing's strength.

Mu Yueqing clenched her teeth and pinched the formula immediately. A moon seal appeared in the center of her eyebrows. At the moment when the silver moon seal appeared, her whole temperament changed. She saw her hair turned into silver, like being scattered by the moonlight, and her eyes turned into light silver, which made the whole person's breath more dangerous!

"Tianyue sect's secret skill!"

Some people exclaimed that this secret skill, the Zhenzong skill of Tianyue sect, can greatly improve strength in a short time, but there will be some side effects, that is, the appearance will change, such as the hair will turn white, and if one secret skill fails, it will become extremely weak.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After performing the secret arts, Mu Yueqing's strength has indeed increased several grades. With a wave of her hand, her majestic fighting spirit was divided into two, and turned into two pieces of martial arts. They attacked Du Huo and Wu Yan. They looked at each other, showed some dignity, and immediately joined hands again.

The three figures collided with each other, and the light flashed one by one. After performing the secret arts, Mu Yueqing was barely able to fight one against two. However, Jin Buhuan shook his head. He had seen that Mu Yueqing was just a strong behavior. She could not support it for long, but it was hard to support it with the help of the secret arts for so long.

Not far away, the four palms kept attacking, and Mu Yueqing was also in a hurry to deal with it. At first, she could support it, but with the passage of time, she began to be full of loopholes, and the whole person's face became more and more pale.

Boom——

When one palm struck, the three palms collided, forming three cyclones, which collided with each other and fought against each other. However, Mu Yueqing seemed unable to support it. The whole person snorted and retreated,

At this time, Wu Yan tried to suppress Mu Yueqing. However, just at this moment, with a brush, a figure fell in front of Mu Yueqing. Jin Buhuan directly stretched out his hand, held Wu Yan's wrist and broke it hard.

Creak——

"Ah ~"

Wu Yan uttered a scream. He was panicked and wanted to retreat, but Jin pulled directly and broke his arm!

WOW——

When they saw this sudden scene, they were a little surprised. It was between lightning and flint that Wu Yan was not only defeated, but even broke his arm directly by the mysterious boy!

"Who are you?"

Wu Yan broke an arm and blood flowed. He quickly took a pill to stop the blood, but his eyes were full of panic. The look of fear was beyond expression. It was absolutely not easy to tear up his arm so easily.

On one side, Mu Yueqing was also slightly distracted. She thought she was dead. Unexpectedly, someone helped her. She was also curious. Who on earth was this person and why did she help her?

Mu Yueqing had bleeding at the corners of her mouth, and her white hair had turned black again. However, after the secret arts were performed, she became very weak, and there was no trace of blood on her face. It was difficult for the whole person to speak and breathe. It can be seen that although this secret arts was powerful, its sequelae was not small.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that Jin Buhuan didn't respond, Wu Yan scolded again. At this time, Jin Buhuan thought for a moment, and then said,

"Disciples of Canaan college."

When this sentence came out, Mu Yueqing's pupils almost shrunk and showed an incredible look. She finally understood why the boy would do it.

Because Canaan college.

"Are you... Senior?"

Mu Yueqing slightly sipped at the corner of her mouth and smiled. Unexpectedly, she met the senior of Canaan college. However, she didn't remember such a person in Canaan college.

Mu Yueqing was the best disciple of their Canaan college, and this was three years after Jin Buhuan left Canaan college. However, Jin Buhuan believes that this younger sister absolutely knows his name.

"Canaan college? What shit!"

Seeing Mu Yueqing smiling, Du Huo's face on one side was ugly. Anyone with a clear eye could see that he had a trace of interest in Mu Yueqing, but mu Yueqing ignored him at all. Now he couldn't stand it when he saw Mu Yueqing smiling at Jin,

Boom——

The folding fan in Duhuo storm's hand roared with a flame storm. However, when the flame storm hit Jin Buhuan, Jin Buhuan directly waved his sleeve robe, and the flame was directly dispersed.

"You!"

Duho's pupils contracted.

Snap——

Poof!

At this time, Jin Buhuan gently snapped his fingers. Duhuo's fan burst into flames. Duhuo was shocked and threw the fan away.

"My wind fire fan!!!"

At this time, Duhuo just came back, but the fan had fallen into the magma and was completely burned. His face became distorted and ugly for a moment.

Boom——

Duhuo clenched his teeth, also waved his fist and hit Jin Buhuan.

"Avalanche mountain fist!"

The fist hit, Jin Buhuan grabbed his arm and pulled it again.

Poof——

"Ah ~"