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He stared at Wang Xiaojian with cold eyes, and then he clenched his fist suddenly. ?

His dragon robe danced wildly, and a golden light erupted from his body, illuminating his whole body.

The golden light soared into the sky.

A terrifying aura emanated from Momeng's body.

This breath did not break through to the realm of Martial Ancestor, but it was infinitely approaching, reaching the peak of Nine Star Martial Emperor!

A terrifying aura enveloped the entire sky.

The powerful coercion made everyone under the sky breathless.

Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, Zhang Fei, and Wang Zhaojun looked solemn.

Wang Xiaojian's handsome face also showed a cautious expression.

"Zhu Zi, suffer death! Today next year will be the day of your death!"

Momoon showed his true power.

The aura of the Nine Star Martial Emperor's pinnacle shook the entire formation under the sky.

Momeng didn't draw out his sword, but raised his hand to condense a bloody palm print, facing Wang Xiaojian's direction just across the air.

The bloody palm prints suppressed Wang Xiaojian's location with the momentum of landslides and ground cracks!

cocoa cocoa!

Wherever the bloody palm print passed, the air shattered directly.

The sound of the sonic boom spread across the sky.

Wang Xiaojian showed no fear on his face.

He let out a cold snort, and then used the Ancient Emperor Fen Yan Jue to activate Li Xin's skill, Rapid Brilliance, and cut out a golden sword energy towards the blood-colored energy palm print!

Rumble!

Four golden sword shadows slashed on the bloody energy palm print one after another, and then exploded.

But the bloody energy palm print was not shattered by the explosion of sword energy.

After destroying the four sword qi, its speed did not slow down, and with a destructive aura, it moved towards the top of Wang Xiaojian's head and suppressed it!

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"Wang Xiaojian, be careful!"

Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, Zhang Fei, and Wang Zhaojun all watched the battle between the two.

At this time, Wang Zhaojun's magnificent jade face suddenly changed.

Wang Xiaojian was also taken aback, Momeng's palm could directly defeat the four swift and fierce sword qi he had blessed with the ancient emperor's Fenyan formula.

However, the astonishment was only for a moment, Wang Xiaojian's expression was serious, and he decisively used Guangxin's skill "Exceeding Hope"!

brush!

His figure burst out, avoiding the scarlet palm print as much as possible.

The bloody energy palm print passed by and landed on the six-door lock fire array.

With a loud bang, the powerful formation shook violently.

It was not defeated, but most of the dense fog that shrouded the formation was dispersed by the shake.

"Wang Xiaojian, die, this trick will kill you!"

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian spread out his golden wings of zhenqi and stabilized his body.

Momeng killed Arn, and slapped Wang Xiaojian again.

cocoa cocoa!

With a destructive aura, wherever the palm wind passed, the air was torn apart, causing a sonic boom.

At the same time, the energy contained in the palm wind turned the palm print into a blood-colored demon.

His eyes were blood red, and he opened his ferocious fangs towards Wang Xiaojian!

Roar!

In the air, there was a magical howling sound, which was breathtaking.

What Mo Luo Huang Mo Meng used was not an ordinary palm technique, it was called the Blood Demon Nirvana Palm.

It is the palm technique of the third grade of the earth, and every move is very powerful. ?

After missing Wang Xiaojian with one blow, Momeng unleashed the killing move of Gorefiend Nirvana Palm.

The palm wind condensed into a blood demon.

Once hit, no matter how strong the Martial Emperor is, he will die!

Bloody palm prints fell from the sky.

The breath of death enveloped Wang Xiaojian.

It was a creepy aura, as if a demon crawled out of the blood pool in hell.

Wang Xiaojian is fearless and fearless.

Facing Momeng's direction, Wang Xiaojian didn't hold back.

He activated the Ancient Emperor's Fen Yan Jue, causing golden flames to burn all over his body, and then he used the Flame-Splitting Sword Technique, facing the palm print of energy falling from the sky, and slashed out a shocking sword.

"Flame Devouring Divide the Waves!"

Wang Xiaojian shouted coldly, his tongue was shaking with thunder, his body exuded a fighting spirit that soared to the sky.

The Faith Sword of Judgment in his hand shot out tens of meters of light.

The sword light was like a long rainbow piercing the sky, slashing fiercely towards the energy palm print that had turned into a blood demon.

chi chi chi~

Swallowing flames and splitting waves What is swallowed is flames, and what is split are waves.