The overlord halberd was clenched in his hand, Yang Rui took a deep breath, his face turned pale, and his body was already overdrawn.
A rainbow of light slashed through the sky, Ma Huairen's face sank suddenly, and he didn't turn around, but he dodged vigilantly and narrowly avoided this slash.
"You're the guy who abolished Huaiying."
His gaze stayed on Yang Rui, and a chill surged in his indifference.
"No, it's down."
Yang Rui spoke indifferently, but his body did not stop, and he raised the overlord halberd to fight.
Mao Junfeng attacked again, this time, Ma Huaiying suddenly punched, and under this punch, Mao Junfeng's figure was actually knocked out dozens of meters away, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
The momentum of this punch has gone far beyond the scope of refining the six grades of Qi.
"This guy's aura is a bit overbearing," the king reminded.
"I feel it, the breath he gave me is even more terrifying than the three babies at this time" Yang Rui frowned, this Ma Huairen's breath was not weaker than that night Bingqing.
Between the sleeves.
Canglong roared for nine days, a halberd pointed at the country, the guns were raging, the whistling Canglong flew out, Yang Rui followed closely, thunder appeared, and the overlord halberd pointed directly at Ma Huairen's eyebrows.
His brows furrowed because of Yang Rui's approach, "Your strength is very good, but compared with your eldest brother, you are still far behind, even if your eldest brother comes, it may not be my opponent, just one of you, it can't become the climate."
He smiled coldly, the corners of his mouth curled with contempt. rumble "Although the spirit of Yangmen's spirit is powerful, but with the help of external forces, the body is subordinate, and with the help of external forces, although your realm at this time is high, but your strength is greatly reduced in the same realm, and it is okay to deal with the ordinary Qi refining seven grades, but when you meet me, even if you don't have seven grades, you will still be killed" He was domineering and had a fighting spirit.
This is an absolutely ruthless person, and his aura far exceeds that of ordinary Qi Refining Seven Grades, which can be said to be the most powerful opponent of his generation that Yang Rui has encountered so far since he was born. rumble The overlord halberd stabbed out, and the thunder surged all over the sky, not daring to spare the slightest hand, and it was the most powerful offensive when it came up.
Ma Huairen punched, his entire arm turned red, and the flames soared into the sky, like a red glow sweeping the heavens and the earth, this punch contained a devastating power, indestructible, devastating, and shaking Yang Rui's overlord halberd away.
Yang Rui frowned, the overlord halberd fell off, he clenched his palm into a fist, the Tai Chi fist was pervasive, and the vast Bing Qi and Lei Qi rushed at the same time, roaring between the heavens and the earth, bursting out terrifying ripples.
"Baquan" Ma Huairen roared, his eyes were full of fire, without the slightest fear, some only had the fighting spirit that rushed to the sky, this is a fighting maniac, extremely warlike, he has challenged all the masters of the same generation in the first to eighth military regions, and has not tasted defeat and Yang Zhiqiang is called the strongest in the Z military region.
Liu Mu's face was very ugly, although he also had the strength of the peak of the six grades of refining Qi, but compared with Ma Huairen, the difference was too far, the horror of the latter, he deeply understood, he had killed the existence of the seven grades of refining Qi with his own strength, and he still killed it with one blow In the entire Huaxia Military Region, his only opponent is only Yang Zhiqiang, who is also known as the myth of the military region, these two people are against the sky, and they are already able to confront those legendary figures in the military region, and their strength far exceeds that of their peers.
Mao Junfeng looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and did not choose to rush forward again, not because he was afraid, but because he knew that if he participated, it would only complicate the battle, which was not conducive to Yang Rui's performance He stared at Ma Huaiying and Qian Zhenshu coldly, and both of them retreated in fear, shivering all over.
"Well, the lives of these two people will be left to you."
He said coldly, and his voice turned to the horde of zombies.
Stepping into the air, Mao Junfeng's hands suddenly sealed, the sea of fire roared out, and one after another spells were hit by him into the sky above his head, and after a while, a huge octagonal roulette condensed above the corpses, and the sea of fire rushed in it, like magma about to shoot out.
With the palm of his right hand upward, he slowly raised it high, as if holding up the huge octagonal roulette wheel, and then swung it down.
"Eight Desolations" The low voice resounded in this dark night, and in the octagonal roulette, the sea of fire erupted like magma, bursting towards the corpses below, and the flames smashed down like the fall of the stars.
Mao Shixuan, covered in blood, scanned the sky where Mao Junfeng was with trembling eyes, looked at Na Ying's straight body, trembling with excitement, he couldn't help it, and showed a slight smile at this moment.
"Dad, Junfeng has inherited your mantle, and he has never forgotten what you taught him."
Mao Shixuan left tears of relief.
In the void, a spirit floated out, Naiva and the others all knelt on the ground at this moment, the old man waved his hand, looked at the sky where Mao Junfeng was in a daze, and smiled with relief.
"Yes, this child is born destined to inherit the Mao family" "Eight Desolation Flames, can you already control it to this point?"
he muttered.
"Grandpa, grandpa" Mao Yulan's eyes were already swollen with tears, looking at the phantom in front of her, she had countless words to say, reaching out to touch the phantom, but her hand passed through the phantom.
"Yulan, don't cry, grandpa is old and will die sooner or later, but a little earlier."
Mao Buyi smiled lovingly, stroked Mao Yulan's head with his energy palm, and said gently, "Grandpa is not here, you have to help your brother guard the Mao family, he will come back." ” Mao Yulan sobbed and nodded heavily, "Yulan promised her grandfather that she would definitely guard the Mao family" Naiva was speechless, and tears flowed in her eyes in silence.
Naiva slammed her knees and kowtowed three times, "Old man, thank you for everything you have done for us, thank you" He kowtowed three times in a row, "In this life and this life, as long as our Yang family brothers are still there, we will never let the Mao family have any accidents" At this moment, Naiva was extremely firm, without a trace of impropriety, and her words were sonorous It was the first time since he was born that he had made such a solemn promise Hearing this, Mao Buyi smiled and nodded with satisfaction, "You Yang family sons, you are all good, there is your side of the world in the future, Yang Sect, should rise in your hands." ” "Men don't flick if they have tears, from now on, you have to rely on each other and grow together" He took care of him, his eyes swept over Yang Rui, Yang Meng, Mao Shixuan, and Mao Junfeng one by one, and finally smiled again, "In the future, you still need to control it, work hard, little guys." ” In the void, there was a surge of space, and the space behind the woolen cloth was actually torn open a crack, and the endless cold aura emanated from it, and everyone was in awe at this moment.
In the crack of darkness, a pair of eyes lit up, and the moment those eyes opened, everyone couldn't help but shudder.
"Let's go, everything is ready, don't miss the hour" In the spatial crack, there was a hollow and indifferent voice.
Mao Buyi nodded slightly, as if he had expected it, waved at a few people, glanced at Mao Shixuan and Mao Junfeng with some reluctance, and then turned around and stepped into the spatial crack.
"Grandpa" "Grandpa" Mao Yulan couldn't cry, and wanted to reach out to grab the phantom, and in an instant, with the woolen cloth cloth stepping in, the crack was instantly healed and disappeared.
This scene stunned everyone.
"Is this the Gate of the Underworld":