Therefore, every punch of Murong Yilan is to the point. Neither will kill Murong Yilan, nor will she feel better.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Three punches in succession, the sound of heavy impact is like the sound of hitting a gong and drum. That terrifying momentum shook the hearts of everyone present.

The senior sister of the third stage of the Heavenly Rank Red Realm was beaten by Murong Feixue and was powerless!

That cold-blooded and ruthless senior sister was beaten back again and again by Murong Feixue like this, spitting blood from her mouth!

Endure the astonishment. The red silk team instantly lifted their spirits. They only felt the blood and qi surge, and they were all so excited that they couldn't help themselves. Many of the people in the red silk team began to cheer for Murong Feixue.

"Senior Sister Feixue is mighty, Senior Sister Feixue will win!"

"Nine cats are mighty, nine cats will win!"

All the cheers and shouts seemed to carry the power of ten thousand pounds. Shake the sky. In all the cities, no one is afraid of that Murong Yilan anymore. Everyone vented all the anger hidden in their hearts before and shouted out.

Originally, Murong Yilan was a senior sister of the third stage of the Heavenly Red Realm, but she didn't give her disciples a way to survive as if she were not as good as her, and her shot was a killer move! Naturally, it caused a lot of dissatisfaction. Under the boiling of public resentment, every punch Murong Feixue hit on Murong Yilan's body was very happy! Not only the red silk team applauded, but even the people who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak out on the yellow silk team also had bright eyes and excited looks.

Only Zhou Hongyong, who relied on Murong Yilan's snort to survive, began to be really anxious.

"Senior sister, senior sister, hurry up and make a trick! Trick! ”

Zhou Hongyong jumped on the spot and shouted. Those who supported Murong Yilan also began to shout with Zhou Hongyong.

When Murong Yilan heard this, he originally wanted to use his own trick, the Heavenly Rank Yi Tian Twelve Tricks. It's just that I don't know why, the strong Xuan power in my body can't keep up, as if it has been hollowed out. Before Murong Feixue could withdraw his fist, his body was already exhausted. Dantian couldn't support Murong Feixue's ordinary attack, and directly burst open.

One punch! In fact, Murong Feixue really hit Murong Yilan with only one punch. And it only took three-tenths of the effort. Let Murong Yilan Neidan burst!

If it was Murong Yilan, who originally had the strength of the third stage of the Heavenly Red Realm, he should only be injured and vomit blood. And it won't burst with Neidan. Originally, it was just to teach Murong Yilan a lesson, but now he saw a blood mist burst out of Murong Yilan's body. Her own face turned pale, and all the mystical power in her body was lost in an instant. I couldn't eat anymore. could only open his unwilling eyes, and his body fell straight down......

"Bang ......"

Murong Yilan's body slammed to the ground. There was a solid crashing sound. The body slammed into the ground without any cushion, like a pile of dead flesh, with little life.

"You...... You actually put such a heavy hand, do you know me, who is my master, my master ......" Murong Yilan only had time to say this sentence intermittently, and only halfway through the words, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"I don't care who your master is! Your own skills are not as good as others, and if you are weak like this, what kind of Heavenly Rank Red Realm third stage, I don't think it's even as good as the third stage of the Xuan Rank Red Realm. Murong Feixue frowned slightly, and judged directly.