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"What happened in the tower?"

Outside the tower, everyone was suspicious.

They can only hear all kinds of violent sounds from the tower, but they can't know what happened inside. The noise makes them itch and anxious.

In particular, Mu Shishi and Zuo Qingfeng are worried about Jing Yunxiao.

Just now, Jing Yunxiao was injured when he was fighting with Jing Zhuo. In the case of injury, if Jing Yunxiao encounters any danger again, he will be very dangerous.

"Stinky boy, I hope you'll be all right."

At the bottom of his heart, Mu's poems prayed with expectation.

……

Outside the tower, people's doubts, Jing Yunxiao and Zhuge Mu Qing have no time to take into account.

Two people's expression at the moment, one is extremely joyful, the other is gloomy incomparably.

The natural joy is Jing Yunxiao.

The display of dragon claw made him successfully resist Zhuge Mu Qing's destructive attack completely.

The gloomy nature is Zhuge Mu Qing.

His most powerful move has been blocked. At the moment, his body is short of aura, and his combat effectiveness is not as good as before. Next, what will he take to deal with Jing Yunxiao? What can I do to save my life?

Invisibly, he felt a little uneasy, which seemed to be slowly tilting towards despair.

"No, I can't give my life to others. I still have a chance."

Zhuge Mu Qing did not give up. He wanted to fight to the end.

With this in mind, Zhuge Mu Qing's killing intention reached the extreme. He ignored it, raised his hand with the last trace of strength, and took out a blood blade. On the blood blade, there was a smell of blood, as if the blade was formed by blood, giving people a sense of blood.

Zhuge Mu Qing's eyes were red. After he took the bleeding blade, he simply and directly scratched a knife on his arm. Under this knife, a trickle of blood continuously penetrated from the wound, and then was completely absorbed by the blood blade.

After absorbing the blood of Zhuge Mu Qing, the blood blade immediately became irritable.

On the top of it, one after another of the blood colored cyclones continuously revolve. These cyclones are like blooming flowers, which are continuously condensed on the blood blade. However, each flower is like a rose with thorns. From a distance, although it is beautiful, it is very destructive.

"Sacrifice blood to stimulate the power of the blood blade? Zhuge Mu Qing, are you really in a dead end? Do you want to fight to death? "

Jing Yunxiao's eyes were suddenly cold.

This kind of blood sacrifice often causes great damage to oneself. If one carelessly makes the blood blade out of his control, those blood blades will continue to eat the blood in Zhuge Mu Qing's body like a demon until the blood is completely eaten away.

It can be said that this is an extremely extreme technique.

"As long as I can kill you, why not sacrifice a little? Jingyunxiao, I really didn't expect that you could not only kill jingzhuo, but also force me into this situation. However, everything is going to be over. You will die in my hands after all. "

Zhuge Mu Qing grinned coldly, and his ferocious face was so bloodthirsty against the blood blade beside him.

"I said, you can't kill me."

Jing Yunxiao is very firm.

"Ha ha, I'm not ashamed to die. In this case, after you go to hell, you can say such nonsense to the Lord of hell. "

Zhuge Mu Qing's blood was boiling.

A steady stream of blood gas spread from his body, and then penetrated into the blood blade. Under the feeding of blood gas, the blood blade grew bigger and bigger. Before that, it was only 20-30 cm in shape, and it grew to more than 10 Zhang.

"The blood blade breaks the sky."

Zhuge Mu Qing did not intend to drag on, and let the blood blade nibble at his blood. He would lose blood and die.

So at this moment, he did not have any hesitation. With a big wave of his hand, the blood blade, which was like giant pillar of the sky, fell down on the top of the mountain and directly cut down on Jing Yunxiao's head.

That power, that bloody killing intention, if really cut down, Jing Yunxiao's body will definitely be split in two.

"ZHUGE Mu Qing, do you really think you can use this move? Dream. As you said, it's time for this battle to come to an end. "

Jing Yunxiao looked at the huge blood blade, but he didn't feel any panic.

After a sneer at Zhuge Mu Qing, a flying sword with purple flame just like a shell shot out of the mind of Jing Yunxiao.

As soon as the flying sword comes out, every step will pierce the poplar.

If Zhuge Mu Qing was still in its heyday before, even if the purple fire flying sword was lit up, Zhuge MuQing might easily resist it.

It's not the same now.

Before Zhuge, Mu Qing's aura was very expensive, and his energy in his body was not as good as before. Now he fed his blood to the blood blade, which made him unable to do what he wanted. Seeing Jing Yunxiao's flying sword shot at him with a startling momentum, he could not even make any evasive reaction.In the end, he could only watch the purple fire flying sword enter his right temple, then penetrate the whole brain, and burst out from the left temple.

"Ah..."

A scream, like the roar of mountains and rivers.

The whole tower was shrouded in this scream.

After the scream, Zhuge Mu Qing showed a blur and fell down.

At the same time, Zhuge MuQing's blood blade lost the infusion of blood gas, and the reminder became smaller and smaller. Finally, it returned to the previous appearance, fell to the ground, and then trembled violently.

The trembling continued. It seemed that the blood blade was accumulating strength. Finally, the blood blade flew up, but the object of this time was no longer Jing Yunxiao, but Zhuge Mu Qing, who had fallen to the ground.

The blood blade was inserted in Zhuge Mu Qing's chest, like a hungry beast, which was eating away all the blood in Zhuge Mu Qing's body.

After a while, Zhuge Mu Qing's blood was gone, and his whole body was as white as paper.

As for the blood blade, it seemed that it had enough to eat and drink, and finally stopped moving.

"Find your own bitter food and find your way to death."

Looking at the dying Zhuge Mu Qing, Jing Yunxiao shakes his head and sighs. The reason why Zhuge Mu Qing died here today is entirely self inflicted. If he is not so greedy, if he is not so selfish, Jing Yunxiao will never kill him today.

"Purple fire, come back."

Jing Yunxiao ordered that the purple fire flying sword be included in his sword palace.

As a result of the battle with Zhuge Mu Qing, Jing Yunxiao's aura and energy were also seriously depleted. Therefore, Jing Yunxiao did not rush to get the sword emperor's ancient sword. Instead, he sat down cross legged on the spot, took out various healing elixirs and began to breathe.

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