Chapter 3866

Through the smoke.

Night clear fall vaguely can see clearly, in the smoke after the counterfeit goods, is tottering on the sky and stand.

Obviously, counterfeiters have no strength to suspend in the air.

For a long time.

He finally gave up and landed on the ground.

After that, he raised his head and shot at emperor Mo Xuan.

Even if it is already in the downwind.

His momentum remained unabated.

All over the body burst out a strong breath, turned into a sharp blade, entangled with emperor Mo Xuan.

Emperor Mo Xuan just lifted his eyelids.

My eyes flickered.

A hurricane came out of him.

The hurricane swept away the smoke and dust.

The two forces collided again.

With the collision of two forces.

The stillness around him, one wave after another, surged over the half kneeling fakes.

As the stillness grows.

Little by little the fake stood up straight.

Clench your hands into fists and lift them up.

His mouth uttered an earth shaking roar: "ah, ah --"

the stillness surged faster and faster.

Almost drowned him in it.

Endless dead air, will fake the shoulder of the ink hair blowing crazy dance.

My clothes are hazy, and my face is still hazy.

This is a fake.

Where is there the temperament of the half emperor Mo Xuan?

The whole person is just like a demon, ferocious and terrible.

I don't know why, when I see such a heartrending and furious fake.

I always feel that

This man has a strange familiarity.

I've seen it somewhere.

Night clear falls slightly frown frown thin eyebrow.

Looking at the two people did not start, just with the idea to release Xuanli fighting scene.

I want to speak

Just then.

Emperor Mo Xuan suddenly restrained the mysterious power released.

The sleeve robe moves.

The surging waves around me are calm.

With his slender waist, he withdrew from the attack range of counterfeit goods.

Emperor Mo Xuan suddenly gave up the attack, so that the counterfeit goods were also slightly stunned.

The stagnant air that lingers all over the body is frozen in the air.

The face of the counterfeiter was pale: "emperor Mo Xuan, what do you mean?"

Look down on him?

At the most critical moment.

All the fighting spirit has been restrained.

Out of war with him.

What is this?

Emperor Mo Xuan faintly looked at the counterfeit goods, peach blossom eyes slightly squint: "absorb dead gas again, you're afraid, will become a real dead man."

Fake goods are stunned.

The cold, which was eroded by the dead air, made him feel as if he were in an ice cellar.

He is really more and more unable to feel the existence of his own breath.

But

This kind of words came from the mouth of emperor Mo Xuan.

That's ironic.

Counterfeiters sneer, and their lifeless spirits are also sloshing and restless: "what? Emperor Zun, this is a fake who loves me. I'm not willing to die? "

Emperor Mo Xuan glanced at him faintly.

There was no answer to his desire.

It's just an expressionless fingertip.

Purple light, as bright as stars.

When xuanmang falls on the fake.

That layer upon layer, wrapped in the dead gas, bit by bit was dispersed.

When the dead air is released from the body.

Counterfeit goods will lose all the support strength, the body a shake, heavy half kneeling on the ground.

He held on, maintained himself, and collapsed completely.

"You What do you mean? " Fake faces twitch and anger surges.

If emperor Mo Xuan killed him directly.

He may feel better.

But

Emperor Mo Xuan stopped in the middle of the way.

This is contempt for him!

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