"Bastard!"

Meng Mochen's originally indifferent face finally surged with a trace of anger and palpitations at this moment, Xiao Huiming's hand was really a little ruthless, and almost all his positions were disrupted at once.

He could almost clearly feel the cold gaze projected from the eyes of Guan Feihu, Meng Lao and the others, obviously, their hatred for him was not light at all.

What's even worse is that there is a strong killing intent on Yu Linglong's cold cheeks, obviously, this Meng Mochen, who forced his lover to a lot, also directly made her have killing thoughts in her heart.

Meng Mochen glanced at Xiao Huiming fiercely, and immediately changed the printing method, and hurriedly wanted to urge the power of the trapped emperor's drawing array, and then trap Yu Linglong and the others, after all, Yu Linglong's strength, under him, directly attacked, and he also had a great grasp of directly trapping him.

And trapped her who had already appeared in the painting array, then Xiao Huiming directly lost her help, so it would be much easier to deal with.

However, most of the spiritual power and paintings in this depiction array were trapped by those small painting arrays arranged by Xiao Huiming, even if those painting arrays were already crumbling by the collision, it was impossible to break through them instantly.

And when Meng Mochen hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power and painting, Yu Linglong looked at him with cold eyes, and then on her graceful and moving body, there began to be crystal snowflakes, slowly floating out, in his body, as if there was a divine bird, whispering, the sound was clear and tactful, and it gradually resounded through the heavens and the earth.

And under the flutter of those snowflakes, the snake-like patterns on the bodies of everyone behind her were quickly dissolved little by little.

When Meng Mochen saw this scene, his face suddenly became extremely difficult to look at, and then his printing method changed rapidly, and the spiritual power and painting shadows trapped in the painting array were even more crazy impact, and he tried his best to completely mobilize the power of the painting array again.

Boom!

However, Xiao Huiming finally managed to divide and trap the power of this trapped emperor's array, how could he so easily let Meng Mochen gather his strength again?

Seeing that he sneered, he also urged those painting arrays to rise, delaying the world as much as possible, as long as Yu Linglong rescued Guan Feihu and others next, then he would have all his worries, and he would no longer have to worry about Meng Mochen as a threat.

After all, the two of them were each urging the power of the drawing array, and for a while, there was a bit of a stalemate.

And under this stalemate, Meng Mochen's complexion is becoming more and more ugly.

"Mo-kun!"

Seeing that Yu Linglong used the power of snowflakes to remove all the painting patterns trapped on everyone's bodies, Meng Mochen finally couldn't help it and shouted.

Beside him, the cold-faced Meng Mojun heard this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he held it in the palm of his hand, and it turned out to be a huge bow like a flame, which appeared in his hand, and the bowstring was instantly full, and the tip of the arrow was directly locked on Xiao Huiming from afar, and above the arrow, it was radiant, and a very sharp and fiery spiritual power fluctuation suddenly emanated, as if it was going to directly tear the space.

"Whew!"

However, before Meng Mojun could draw his bow and shoot arrows, suddenly a fierce and incomparable sword light rose directly into the sky, and the cyan sword light directly scattered countless sword shadows, directly slashing at Meng Mojun.

Whoa!

The sword shadow was slashed, and even the air was directly split in two, and that kind of unstoppable sharp aura made everyone in heaven and earth change their complexions.

Meng Mojun's pupils also shrank slightly, and then his figure retreated, the arrow moved horizontally, and as soon as his fingers were loosened, a fiery red arrow shadow suddenly roared and rushed out, and the violent spiritual power wrapped around his body, directly shattering the surrounding air.

Boom!

The cyan sword shadow and the arrow shadow collided fiercely, and a violent shock wave suddenly erupted, and the peaks not far away were all shaken and crumbling, and on the ground, the raging sword qi directly tore out deep cracks.

The two attacks gradually dissipated, but Meng Mojun raised his head with a somewhat gloomy face, he looked at the beautiful girl who jumped in the air not far in front of him, the latter was holding a long sword with a flashing cyan light, a pair of big watery eyes, but at the moment it was cold, and the cold and bone-chilling eyes directly locked him far away.

"It's a duel between the Formation Builders, but it's not your turn yet. Xiao Xinyue stared at Meng Mojun and said in a cold voice.

"I can't interfere, but it's not your turn to take care of it. ”

Meng Mojun sneered, his eyes were full of anger and looked at Xiao Xinyue, although Xiao Xinyue after fusing with the Qingyue Fairy had a beautiful appearance, and all men would be moved when they saw it, but he was indifferent, the fiery red giant bow that he was holding tightly in his hand, there were flames burning up on it, exuding fiery spiritual power fluctuations, obviously, this bow was also a powerful artifact.

Xiao Xinyue glanced at him lightly, but she didn't speak again, and saw the Qingyue Sword in her hand slowly raised, and an extremely strong spiritual power fluctuation slowly swept out, and above the Qingyue Sword, there was a faint halo emerging, as if it was the bright moonlight, at the tip of the sword, a small full moon was directly gathered, dazzling.

Everyone can feel the sharp fluctuations emanating from Xiao Xinyue's body, and immediately many masters can't help but change their complexions, staring at Xiao Xinyue in disbelief, from Xiao Xinyue, they actually feel a strong deterrent.

Meng Mojun's face couldn't help twitching at this moment, the fiery red giant bow he held tightly in his palm, and above his arm, the green tendons burst out, and he stared at Xiao Xinyue deadly, but in the end, he still couldn't make another move, because he didn't understand why Xiao Xinyue actually felt a threat that even he was a little afraid of.

The girl in front of her is not only beautiful in appearance, but also in her strength, which is just as terrifying.

"It is worthy of being the Xinyue Fairy!The future king of the Qingyue Tianfeng Clan!"

On the distant peak, Han Qing stared at Xiao Xinyue's beautiful shadow, and a touch of admiration also appeared on her calm and delicate face. Because, even here he felt a hint of danger from afar. That's because at this time, between heaven and earth, there is that kind of incomparable invisible sword qi, quietly wandering.