Mo Zhiyu looked at this scene in surprise, he knew that Moon Allure City might not be able to be called a human anymore, but he didn't know that Moon Allure City's body was already like this.

"Little nephew, I'm different from you, I don't have a heart." Yue Chengcheng said slowly, her blood-colored eyes moved, looking around indifferently, and as her eyes moved, the scrolls shattered into stars around her.

These scrolls are not Mo Zhi's delusion, but her own.

In those paintings, there are verdant mountains and forests, and there are young children, who are fighting and making trouble; In those picture scrolls, there are immature girls and loving fathers, who are playful and laughing; In those picture scrolls, there are colorful young boys and girls who are young, and they are innocent......

But in the eyes of Moon Allure, these are all disdainful. This picture scroll was shattered, turned into stars, turned into green smoke, and poured into the darkness behind Yueqingcheng, making the black lines on the moon-white long skirt on Yueqingcheng's body deeper and deeper, and this long skirt was gradually occupied by black again.

As those warm and joyful pictures gradually disappeared, the rest began to appear those gunsmoke, those intrigues, those broken characters, those bloody and fearful scrolls, and these scrolls were still disdainful in the eyes of Moon Allure.

The long skirt on Yue Chengcheng's body is getting colder and colder, and his eyes are getting colder and colder. Finally, when the last scroll of the Moonfall shattered, the black hole behind her finally saturated, forming a full moon, a black full moon.

Moon Allure also raised his hands at this time, gathered together, and held it high above the top, as if he was holding the hilt of a sword in the air, the hilt of a monstrous sword, and then swung it down violently!

Tian'a Sword Technique: One Sword World!

Mo Zhiyu knew that in this sword, Moon Fall City had no reservations, so he also had no reservations. He landed on the ground with one foot, picked up the Tian'a Sword in his hand and greeted it, it was still "Tian'a Sword Technique" - "Ten Thousand Swords Together."

》。

With the action of Mo Zhi's delusion, the Tian'a Sword turned into a brilliant trajectory in this breath sword, leaving countless brilliant Tian'a swords in the trajectory. These days, before this sword of the Moon Fall City fell, a glorious circle, a brilliant circle, set towards the sword of the Moon Fall City!

"Boom!"

The power erupted in this space, surging and shattering the surrounding scrolls. But the light swung around in circles, circling back these picture scrolls that were about to be shattered one by one, piecemeal and piecemeal again, piecemeal and painstakingly pieced together.

"Wow!"

In the light and shadow, a figure fell, it was Mo Zhiyu, and his blood spit out on the Tian'a Sword, but this time it didn't inspire the power of the Tian'a Sword again.

But he stubbornly did not fall completely, but supported the illusory earth with his sword and knelt on one knee. His eyes were still open, wide open, but the original dazzling brilliance inside was sparkling and unstable.

Mo Zhiyu held this body strongly, he wanted to raise his head, but before he could lift it, he saw a pair of bare feet first.

He remembered that the person also liked to be barefoot, and he liked to step barefoot on the bluestone slab road full of maple leaves in Lanshan, and the green silk that was scattered down reflected the red halo in the sunset, she just turned around, pursed her lips, and was slightly disgusted, so that all these scenery lost its color.

But when he looked up, the scroll was shattered, shattered into dots, and he only saw a pair of indifferent eyes, and the woman in front of him said indifferently: "You are very powerful, you can exert such a sword with all your strength at such a moment." In other days, you can really fully exert the power of the Heavenly Sword, and you are the one who can destroy the world.

It's a pity that people like you have a fragile heart, in the situation just now, you still think about these useless things, you think you can keep it, but you can't keep it. So, that's all you have to do here. ”

Yue Chengcheng raised his hand slightly, and the Tian'a Sword in Mo Zhiyu's hand was slowly raised uncontrollably and towards himself.

"The Yue family has guarded this Tian'a Sword for generations, so let the Tian'a Sword understand this last Yue's family." Yue Chengcheng looked at Mo Zhiyu indifferently, and watched Mo Zhiyu hold the Tian'a Sword and pierce himself inch by inch, to his heart, the central point of the power of the bloodline.

At this moment, a thin crack suddenly opened in the space, and a figure jumped in, it was the half-white-haired Mu Yingfeng.

The appearance of Mu Yingfeng means that the other world has already had a result, which is not a good result for Mo Zhiyu.

Mu Yingfeng walked silently, but he grabbed Mo Zhiyu's hand and stabbed the sword in Mo Zhiyu's hand forward violently, causing molten blood to spill out.

Mo Zhiyu's eyes widened, looking at Mu Yingfeng, who was expressionless, looking at this master who killed him, and this master didn't even blink his eyes, and there was almost no him in those eyes.

"Senior brother, I didn't expect you to be so desperate." On the side, Yue Chengcheng smiled slightly, "It's just right, you also need an understanding." ”

Mu Yingfeng pulled out the sword again and let Mo Zhiyu bleed, and the molten blood was instantly left on the ground, making Mo Zhiyu's face pale.

Then, Mu Yingfeng raised Mo Zhiyu's hand again, and dragged the weak Mo Zhiyu up from the ground, no, he lifted it very roughly.

"Hehehe...... cough ......" Mo Zhi wanted to laugh, but choked on his own blood. It was a dramatic ending for him.

He still remembered that in the previous life, his master was given death by the sect to save him, and now, his master chose to kill him with his own hands, for the sake of his beloved woman.

Mu Yingfeng grabbed Mo Zhiyu's shoulder, making Mo Zhiyu's whole person seem to be standing on the ground, and then, Mu Yingfeng once again dragged Mo Zhiyu's hand and waved his sword, Mo Zhiyu already knew the ending, so he just looked at him calmly, looking at this infatuated man.

But suddenly, Mo Zhiyu's eyes widened, full of surprise and doubt.

"Boom!"

This sword of Tian'a Sword did not stab at Mo Zhiyu, but pierced into the chest of Moon Fall City, penetrating Moon Fall City's chest. Countless black mist poured out from the gap between the sword and the body, like blood. It's just that this "blood" will not be left, but scattered, scattered into dots of starlight, and the starlight converges into a little picture.

"You ......" Yue Chengcheng looked at Mu Yingfeng incredulously, her whole face distorted with anger, "You betrayed me, even you betrayed me!" ”

(End of chapter)