Chapter 151 Unyielding

Jiabin looked at the strength of the ninth grade, which is comparable to the soul power of the strong man of the king's level, the physical strength of the earth-level treasures, and it seems that there is a faint flow of holy power, which is quite strange.

"Oh, your name is Mu Yuze? It's very good to have such cultivation at your age. Your control of the road is perfect. Your wisdom can gain insight into Zhou Tian, and you are a person with great luck and perseverance, but do you think these alone can stop me? Jiabin seemed to be chatting and walking leisurely under the blockade of Sifang Tianmen, which made people sway.

"Yes, but this is naturally not what I rely on."

Mu Yuze smiled and said, and a strange atmosphere appeared on his body. It was a silent smell, and this smell was similar to Jiabin.

"What, how can you have the power of silence!"

The face of Saint Jiabin changed, and a gloomy appearance appeared on his light face. With him as the center, a power of silence permeated, and tens of thousands of miles directly became desolate. The power of life disappeared. Ancient planets fell, and the whole sky that hit the sky exploded continuously, and space debris splashed everywhere.

The whole nebula keeps rotating, the meteor showers fall in pieces, and the space ripples are superimposed, bursting out more powerful forces. Everything is perfectly controlled by the Jiabin Saint. The rules of heaven and earth, the laws of the road, and everything is reorganized with his disillusionment of his will.

"It turned out that he had been to Anling and gained the inheritance power there, but he was not demonized." Shengmen was stunned, and the light of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, but it was immediately replaced by inexplorable. He deeply knew what kind of magical power the silence in Anling had. Even a world-class saint like Jiabin was affected and turned into an ancient demon, killing the world. He really couldn't imagine how Mu Yuze was immune to such power.

Jiabin looked slightly slow, and his magnificent momentum converated in an instant. He quietly looked at the calm young man opposite him and said gloomily, "Since you have also inherited the power of silence, you are also on the same road with me. Why do you stop me now?

The majestic words ran through the thunder sea and pressed on the straight body of the young man. The will revealed in it shocked the nine days. There is no doubt that resistance is against the way of heaven and goes against people's surnames.

However, Mu Yuze ignored it at all. Instead, there was a playful look in his eyes, as if he saw a fool playing monkey in front of him. Such eyes made Jiabin gloomy in an instant. The magic on his body flashed, and the dark fire rose. Among the beating firelight was the most terrible soul in the world, as if to break the seal and tear the sky apart. Land.

"You'd better wake up." Mu Yuze flew out directly and went to suppress Jiabin. This fearless posture shocked Lu Chenxing's soul.

"Isn't he afraid of death? You know, that's a saint!" Lu Chenxing's face showed a trace of degeneration. Even if Mu Yuze suppressed the five thunder generals, he was not wavering when he took over the Shengmen to suppress it, but now he is a little afraid. Mu Yuze is like a god of war that will never be defeated, but how powerful the enemy is, he can only become his foothold on the road. Stone.

Quick, fast, fast!

The twilight rain seemed to have turned into a cyan hurricane. The blood-red sword in his hand shined brightly, and the whole person and the sword turned into a little. The dimension of time was suddenly penetrated, and the whole person became illusory and illusory. And the sharp sword light is simply indestructible, unbreakable and invincible.

"It's too strong." At this moment, even Shengmen made a trace of exclamation. He completely saw that this sword had been separated from the competition of cultivation and realm, and it was completely a contest of will and the impact of the soul.

At this moment, Jiabin saw that Mu Yuze was constantly approaching him, evolving the seal of the sun and the moon in his hand and suppressing him. His face was full of gloomy colors. Although Mu Yuze's skills were useless and irresistible, this peerless killing seemed a little pale and fragile in front of the saints, although Mu Yuze's whole body There are no flaws, but his degree is too far from the saint who looks down on the world.

Jiabin sneered, pointed out, and instantly hit Mu Yuze's body. On the spot, he saw the young man turn into a broken kite. He was beaten into an inhuman shape, and there was a 'crip' sound of broken ribs.

Yu Cui couldn't bear to see her eyes, her beautiful eyes closed tightly, and a layer of water mist flowed down from the corners of her eyes.

The girl's sad and beautiful look made people feel sad. Zhu Wenqing sighed for a long time, looked at Mu Yuze, and gently said, "Brother Mu, we can't help you. Now we can only rely on yourself."

The evening rain staggered from the pool of blood. His long black hair was stained with blood and floated up in the wind, revealing a beautiful face full of scars. The shocking scars were criscrossed. Such injuries were fatal enough to believe that it was something that supported him to stand up.

Looking at Jiabin, there was no expression on Mu Yuze's face. The pain was left behind. The young man opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was like a cold wind, which made people's hands and feet cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

"Come again!"

Mu Yuze's face was covered with blood with awe-inspiring fighting spirit, and the spiritual spiral rotation. The sword spirit exploded in the nine heavens. It was more powerful than the last sword, which was 30% faster. It has exceeded the limit of light and jumped out of the road of this era. At this moment, even with the heavenly eyes, only a faint red shadow can be seen in the space. Shuttle.

"That's right, he didn't die."

Jiabin looked at Mu Yuze in surprise. In the face of this fierce swordsmanship, his face was not moved at all. He looked at the other party playfully, as if he were watching another game. Such an indifferent look sprinkled the power of the saint to the fullest.

Although the degree of the evening rain has become closer and closer to the peak of humanity, it is obviously separated from the saint and the heaven and earth. Jiabin's moves remain unchanged, covering his palm, ordinary and unpretentious, as if to send a fly, and there is no spiritual fluctuations in the air.

However, in the face of this move, Mu Yuze's whole body shook violently, and the space crystals were peeled off layer by layer. In the young man's consciousness, Jiabin's move put the starry sky into his palm and turned it into a new world. Jiabin is the creator of the world, and everything will die with his will.

"Kka."

It was simply a great change in the world. As Jiabin fell, a piece of space turned into a bubble, collapsed and disillusioned, and slowly fell down. At the same time, a blue figure fell to the ground in an instant, blood stained the sky red, and his slender body was arbitrarily twisted and ragged.

"Huh!? There is still a breath." Jiabin looked at Mu Yuze with some surprise. He knew the power of his move. Even a strong man should have already lost his breath, and Mu Yuze could still survive, which made him curious.

"Come again!" Mu Yuze's steel teeth clenched, and his whole body stood up slowly, shaking constantly, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, crumbling.

Jiabin shook his head and put a negative pressure down. The evening rain flew up in the air and the space broke.

"Come again!" Mu Yuze once stood up, and his body was already dilapidated, but the sharpness in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and the flame of the battle would never go out.

"Boom." Boom." Boom."

Jiabin suppressed again and again, but Mu Yuze is like an eternal god of war, who can stand up from the pool of blood every time, and Jiabin can see that every time he hits, the other party can make a breakthrough. Now Mu Yuze has entered a supreme realm of spirit unity, as if he is not powerful. At the origin, 50% of his attacks will fail.

The square sky gate is trying to recover. A picture of yin and yang in the starry sky rises slowly, covering the four people. A beam of light of life sprinkles on everyone's bodies, and the wound keeps dissipating.

"Mu Yuze can't stand it anymore, hey!"

Shengmen sighed and looked decadent. Although he had been trying to recover from his injury, his senses never left the battlefield. Seeing the embarrassed appearance of Mu Yuze, he knew that he was a complete failure this time.

"If it really doesn't work, we can only find the power on the ancient star to suppress this house." The dead door opened his mouth indifferently, staring at Jiabin's back, and the sadness in his eyes did not hide.

At this moment, Jiabin looked at Mu Yuze with a gloomy face and thought to himself, "Do I still need to show my holy power to deal with him?"

At the moment when he hesitated, a trace of transparent and emptiness sank into his body like lightning, and his breath was violently disordered.

"What!?" Jiabin's expression changed, and his eyes were projected on Mu Yuze. He only saw the slight smile on the other party's face...