Chapter 448 Decision

This blow is destined to leave a strong mark in the history of cultivation. A strong man standing at the peak of the ancient star, a supreme hero of the times, and a world hero who has reached the peak of his life.

These two young people have used their own strength to prove that the era that belongs to them has come.

The two figures stand in the void like gods and demons. Even Huatian can clearly feel the pervasive huge pressure!

"Is the era that belongs to us about to pass?" Hua Tian muttered softly, and this sound came to Huo Qing's ears like a thunder. Has their era passed? Then what is his long-cherished wish to live more and go to a higher place? Is this destined to be his disease-free moan, or boring resistance?

I ignored the face and suddenly became uncertain, and Huatian's face gradually showed a strange look, "Are I really old? My blood has not withered, my cultivation has not yet declined, and I am even at the peak of my life. This is the old domine, who is thousands of miles away.

Maybe he thought of something, a smile gradually appeared on Huo Qing's face. He suddenly thought that he might become a stepping stone on the way of building roads by others. Thinking of those 'old predecessors' who had been trampled by him, he had to sigh that it was another reincarnation for a few years.

However, even if he is going to fall, he can't let those young people go too easily. Thinking of this, Hua Tianhu stopped his chest. His era has not retreated, at least he has not been defeated.

"I'll help you!" At this time, Hua Tian shouted loudly and naturally found that Nangong Wuri had suffered some minor injuries under that move. Although there was no serious problem, he was afraid that Taoism could not be completed. There was no dispute between masters, which was probably too unfavorable to Nangong Wuri.

Unexpectedly, Hua Tian stood in front of Tianyu Shaguang and let Mu Yuze face Nangong Wuri alone.

This is an absolutely unequal duel. No matter how strong Mu Yuze is, if he advances rapidly, he will really enter the realm of the Holy Emperor and reach the ultimate realm of the world's largest group of people!

But now, he still lacks some heat, just like a pot of soup. No matter how big the fire is, it is futile without that time.

However, Mu Yuze did not retreat because of this. The backbone was still straight, which made Mo Qing keep imagining what could bend the backbone of Mu Yuze. As a result, she thought for a long time and did not come up with an appropriate answer.

"Puff!" Thinking of this, Mo Qing couldn't help laughing, and the wind that came out at that moment made Yuwen's heart shake.

Every man has a white rose and a red rose in his heart, and the pure ink is as strong as snow lotus, which is undoubtedly the best answer to the white rose in every man's heart.

"Miss Mo, but I don't know why you are laughing?" Somehow, in the face of this woman, he gradually put away his edge, like a good man with no temper. Now Yuwenhuang doesn't know what this emotion is called. Maybe decades later, he will suddenly look back and realize this emotion, which is called tenderness.

Mo Qing thickly covered the red lips with Qianqianyu fingers, and the delicate appearance gathered into the most beautiful scenery, which made people unable to look back.

"Because, the appearance of Mr. Mu is so cute."

"Cute!?" Yuwen was stunned. He really couldn't connect these two words with the young man who looked like an immortal mansion. He smiled helplessly. From childhood to age, he was instilled in strategies and tactics, weighing skills, horse riding and archery, four books and five classics, and was familiar with six arts, and asked him to be a prince in the deep palace to understand the heart of a young girl. The idea is undoubtedly as difficult as ascending to the sky.

At this time, Mu Yuze is undoubtedly in an unprecedented dilemma. In the face of Nangong, if it spreads to others, it is nothing more than a sarcasm and sarcasm. Even Mu Yuze will laugh it off and deny it. But when this happened to him, Mu Yuze is not happy at all. Don't get up.

"I knew you would take action." Nangong said day by day, as if to say something irrelevant, that kind of calmness in his bones can't be pretended.

"I didn't take action to help you, but I don't want these two good seedlings to die here. All I want is to do more and watch more when I'm still at the peak, so as not to bring regrets into the coffin." Hua Tian glanced at Nangong Wuri, and there was no awe, or even more of a kind of indifference.

Indeed, he has the capital to treat Nangong Wuri seriously.

Capital is the confidence for a person to speak and do things.

In terms of generation, he is above Nangong. In terms of cultivation, he and Nangong are not much. As for the power of the Lord of the Shadow Hall, I'm afraid it can only be regarded as a false name for people at their level. Naturally, he does not have to be pretentious.

"Other people steal half a day's leisure, and only you still have this kind of old-fashioned atmosphere that aspires to thousands of miles." Nangong Wuri didn't care at all. He didn't care much about the so-called process. It was just the perfection that young people deliberately demanded. In his words, it was stupid to do some stupid things before the goal was achieved.

Once again, the confrontation was even more shocking and earth-shaking. The whole world seemed to have been lifted. Whether it was Huatian or Nangong Wuri, they exerted all their best. It can be imagined how tragic this battle was, almost like extinction. All kinds of cosmic fairy lights flashed, and the hot waves seemed to The whole world was ignited, and all kinds of explosions were endless. Finally, it caused a vision of heaven and earth. The thunder punishment of the world shone and gathered into a vast sea of thunder, which was daunting.

Mu Yuze's condition is very bad. When he joined hands with Tianyu, he failed to gain the upper hand of his opponent. Now facing it alone, the pressure to bear has suddenly increased, which is that is Mu Yuze. If others were torn under this oppression and turned into a dead soul, and although Mu Yuze's wounds on his body are criscrossed, There has been no fatal injury, which is already like a miracle. If the situation of this war spreads, I'm afraid that the five regions will be followed by a few earthquakes. A 20-year-old young man can already compete with Nangong Wuri for a short time. It is not difficult to imagine what height the evening rain will reach.

Who in the world doesn't know you? At that time, I'm afraid it will be the time for the evening rain to come to the world!

Nangong Wuri is awe-inspiring. He always sees more than the surface, which is his advantage and an important reason why he can reach this height today.

He could feel that Mu Yuze's control of the power of life and death seemed to have suddenly crossed a step, as if there was a smell of chickens and dogs ascending to the sky. In contrast, although his improvement was not small, compared with Mu Yuze, there was a smell of firefly light and bright moon.

"Eight Demons." Nangong Wuri felt that the situation was out of his control. Perhaps it was because of this ordinary surface, but his heart seemed to accommodate a young man with a sky. Originally, he could not see any detached temperament of Mu Yuze. He was dressed in a sackcloth green shirt, and his face could only be regarded as beautiful. However, at this time, he found that Mu Yuze The light in the depths of his eyes is so dazzling that people can't look directly at it. He doesn't want to hide it anymore. Even if he uses some taboo means, he wants to find ways to leave the other party behind.

The Eight-style of Heavenly Demons, this is the killing secret art handed down from the ancient demon gods. It is not the top skill, but it is definitely the most powerful killing secret art. Nangong Wuri's body is surrounded by black gas, really like a god and demon from ancient times to today.

Keng!

The sound of gold and iron fighting shocked people's eardrums and were about to lose consciousness. Mu Yuze was greatly affected by this sound wave. What was more terrible was the figure approaching from the horizon, a god-like figure, coming from a distance, and every step was like stepping on the vein of the earth, affecting people's minds. A big black hand covered the sky and the sun, under the pressure of unparalleled power, and the strong wind seemed to tear the twilight rain.

However, he did not move. His eyesight was still so calm, as if he was not facing a major event that mattered his life. No one knew that at this moment of life and death, Mu Yuze made a crazy decision...