Meng's sword technique is very beautiful, which is not like sword technique at all, because no one wants it to be like this.

Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful the sword technique is, it is not enough to be able to cultivate. Meng and Dugu Yifang are too far apart. Although her beautiful sword technique is hidden in murderous intent, she still cannot escape Dugu Yifang's eyes.

Just like Nie Feng, Meng was kicked away by Dugu Yifang and fell into a distance.

"Haha... Just you want to sit against me, overestimate your ability!" Dugu Yifang was so arrogant that he looked extremely arrogant. He pulled his grandma over and slapped her on the face, making blood fly across the corner of her mouth. "Little girl, tell me the way to practice love, otherwise don't blame me for being polite..." He pinched his grandma's neck, his big hands getting tighter and tighter like a tighter and tighter.

Meng Yinya clenched her teeth and held Wushuang Sword tightly with her right hand. Grandma turned her head with difficulty. She saw Meng's hesitation, smiled, and roared in difficulty: "Dugu Yifang, you are the one who violated your oath first. The old woman will not let the love of the beautiful city fall into your hands." As she spoke, Grandma's body actually swelled up, she opened her mouth and squirted, and a stream of blood shot out like a sharp arrow.

Dugu Yifang was furious, and his body flashed, turned to the side, kicked grandma on the back, and bent her entire spine.

"Grandma..." Meng's face changed drastically, her cheeks were extremely red. Her long sword pointed directly at Dugu Yifang, and she was sharp: "Dugu Yifang, I want your life!" The ancient and unparalleled divine sword suddenly burst out with supreme light, and the patterns on the sword seemed to come alive, like swaying in flowing water, the whistling sword energy rose from the sword body and spread around. In an instant, everyone around seemed to feel the pressure from the void.

Bai Xiaosheng's pupils shrank, his face was shocked. His eyes were staring at the Wushuang Divine Sword in Meng's hand. That sword was extremely unusual!

The sword Wufeng automatically floated slowly above Meng's head, and the majestic power spread like waves, surging and spreading, and the oppressed Dugu Yifang kept retreating. Dugu Yifang was also full of horror and said in his mouth: "The love of the city... The love of the city... Is this the love of the city?"

Love of the city! This is love of the city!

In the eyes of everyone, Meng squirted blood on the sword body, and the gorgeous sword body had a hint of blood. The ancient sword body seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, flashing and disappearing.

Where is the sword?

With a touch, the sword was inserted into the ground, behind Dugu Yifang. Where is Dugu Yifang?

He touched himself in panic, without any wounds or bleeding... "Haha..." Dugu Yifang laughed, and the laughter was filled with joy after death. He waited for Meng and shouted: "So what about the love of the city? Isn't it okay to deal with me? Little girl, go to die for me!" Dugu Yifang burst out and punched the void. The huge force hit Meng's chest with a puff, and blood flew. Meng was blown away by Dugu Yifang.

How is that possible?

"Miss Dream..." Nie Feng shouted loudly, but the response was only the sound of blood dripping, dripping, as if it was raining. But the blood-red color was deeply imprinted into his eyes.

"Haha..." The harsh laughter was like mocking, mocking Nie Feng's incompetence.

The two worked together to stimulate the madness in Nie Feng's heart. At this moment, he felt the blood in his body boiling, and his mind seemed to be swallowed by the darkness.

On the other side, Dugu Yifang had already taken the Wushuang Sword in his hand, and admired with a look of surprise. He didn't notice that Nie Feng, who suddenly looked up, had a pair of bloody pupils.

"You...should you be damned..."

It was like the sound of hell, echoing in the depressed yard, making people unable to help but chill. Beside Bai Xiaosheng, Bu Jingyun's whole body was tense for no reason, and a look of fear flowed deep in his eyes.

The god of death is actually afraid if he doesn't cry?

Dugu Yifang turned around and looked at Nie Feng. A strong wind blew up. He flashed and shot back, but the sword in his hand was grabbed by Nie Feng and snatched it over. Dugu Yifang widened his eyes and said in horror: "How is that possible?"

Looking at Nie Feng who was walking towards him step by step, Dugu Yifang slapped him with a palm, and the powerful force hit Nie Feng who did not dodge and made a loud noise, but Nie Feng just trembled for a moment and continued to walk towards him.

"Impossible..." Dugu Yifang was frightened and slapped Nie Feng with his palms constantly. The huge force made a roar. He also retreated step by step into the room, and Nie Feng followed him into the room. Dugu Yifang knocked down the table and chair, and the person was stunned for a moment, and his mind was fixed again. Nie Feng was already close at hand. "Ah..." With a roar, Nie Feng's unparalleled sword in his hand drew dazzling light. With a puff, Dugu Yifang's big head soared into the sky, and a blood column flowed upwards, spraying Nie Feng's whole body.

"Is this the power of the Nie family's mad blood?" Looking at Nie Feng who was like a god of war, Bai Xiaosheng sighed softly. On the side, Bu Jingyun, who was lost, heard his words and immediately asked: "Do you know what's going on?"

Bai Xiaosheng nodded, looked at Nie Feng who was standing in the yard with a loss of consciousness, and said, "The Nie family has ancestral mad blood. When stimulated, it will attack, and its skills will increase by more than ten times. However, in this state, the Nie family's relatives do not recognize each other and kill them when they see them." He turned his head and looked at Bu Jingyun and said sinisterly: "Do you know? The so-called Nie family's mad blood is the blood of the Fire Kirin."

"Fire Kirin..." Bu Jingyun's face showed fear and his throat unconsciously shook. The devil that ran out of Lingyun Cave appeared in his mind that day, making him sweat and panting.

"Hehe..." Grinned, Bai Xiaosheng said, "Boy, you don't have to be so afraid of Fire Qilin. It's just a strange beast. Judging from your appearance, it's really useless."

"Shut up!" A low growl, the fear of pressure and anger seemed to be vented, but his voice was too loud. Nie Feng below raised his head as soon as possible, and the long sword in his hand fell down.

Pulling Bu Jingyun, Bai Xiaosheng's body flashed and he snatched it, but Nie Feng chased him relentlessly. He slashed and slashed his sword in his hand, and his body was full of true energy, as if it was endless and he had dismantled the entire yard.

Is Nie Feng venting?

"If the heart is clear, the sky will fall without any fear..." Bing Xinjue slowly came out of Bai Xiaosheng's mouth. Nie Feng's movements stumbled slightly, the sword in his hand fell, and he grabbed his head with both hands, and a painful roar came from his mouth.

Looking at Nie Feng who looked like this, Bai Xiaosheng's Bing Xin Jue became even tighter, and one sentence after another was sent into Nie Feng's mind. Slowly, Nie Feng sat down cross-leggedly, muttering words in his mouth, which was the Nie family's Bing Xin Jue.

He woke up, but his injuries and mental fatigue made him tilt and fall aside.

Bai Xiaosheng pulled Bu Jingyun and stopped in front of him, shook his head and sighed: "The Nie family is all pitiful. Bu Jingyun, he will teach you. I'll get the spoils. If you want it, wait for me in Tianyin City."

With a flash of his body, Bai Xiaosheng picked up the Wushuang Sword and dared to go to Dugu Mansion. Soon, he came to Dugu Mansion. He had already known the secret room here that the treasures inside were also included in the system space. He could not bring these things back to the main world, but it was still possible to temporarily store the system space. If you exchange them for a place that you only know, they were your own things!

Dugu Yifang died! Wushuang City dispersed! Bu Jingyun was cruel enough. Nie Feng killed Dugu Yifang here, and he made a surprise attack on the other side, uniting the army of the world association in front, defeating the elite disciples of Wushuang City in one fell swoop. Then, all those who were interested in Wushuang City were killed on the spot by him, and the entire Wushuang City power except Dugu Ming and Shi Wuzun were wiped out.

Wushuang City was destroyed because of this!

On the road, Bai Xiaosheng looked at the ruined and majestic city from afar, shook his head slightly, and said a little displeased: "Bu Jingyun, this guy is really annoying!" He was too cruel, so cruel that it couldn't like him. If he hadn't had the impression of Bu Jingyun in the future, Bai Xiaosheng would have been unable to help getting rid of him when dealing with such a person.

It is said that the first impression of a person is very important, and this is true. Bu Jingyun, as the God of Death, is talking about him. The God of Death is talking about his means. How cruel this kind of person is, you can imagine it. But in the storm, there are not many situations, and even he has reasons for taking action, which makes people hate it. But what before? Just like his means of extermination of Wushuang City, it is absolutely outrageous.

Originally, Bai Xiaosheng wanted to share Dugu’s collection with Bu Jingyun, but now, it’s better to save it!

"Bu Jingyun..."

Three words that gritted their teeth and said to Bai Xiaosheng's ears came into Bai Xiaosheng's ears. He was slightly stunned and glanced at the side. Among the scattered crowd, one of them stood on the high ground like him, looking in the direction of Wushuang City.

This man is wearing a hat, but his figure is probably not very old.

Who will it be?

Bai Xiaosheng narrowed his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, as if he wanted to see through his hat. The boy was also very alert, and he suddenly discovered Bai Xiaosheng's spying and turned his head to forget.

The two looked at each other, and Bai Xiaosheng felt the young man's unyielding fighting spirit, and his eyes contained a look of unwillingness.

"Is it him?" In an instant, Bai Xiaosheng thought of a man Duanlang!
Chapter completed!