Chapter 3367： Curse (2/2)

Isn't it easy to deal with the three of them?

It's just right not to shoot now.

After a while, Mu Yun won, he shot two or three in an instant.

”Thunder Knife...”

There was a trace of composure in Mu Yun's eyes.

At this moment, Lianxin Yuanjian put away.

The power of the body is surging.

Mu Yun at this moment gave people the feeling of being extremely composed and calm.

And this is also Mu Yun that Xie Qing is familiar with.

Don't panic when things happen.

His character is carefree and he is used to it.

But Mu Yun is not. When encountering danger, Mu Yun is calm and calm, which is one of the reasons why he likes Mu Yun.

Otherwise, the two brothers would be bluffing together, it is estimated that they would have died hundreds of times.

”Nine Sky Thunder, Giant Spirit Blade!”

At this moment, Su Yaorong, above the blade, gathered the power of thunder and lightning.

The violent thunder and lightning seemed to tear the heaven and the earth and tear the sky apart.

And the knife in his hand also burst into light at this moment.

”cut!”

The word fell, and the blade came.

At this moment, Mu Yun raised his hands suddenly.

”The curse!”

Ten Thousand Yuan Guitian Jue, Volume Three, one of the first three types.

The strongest one.

The curse!

The previous Mu Yun had also used it.

However, the taste is different.

In other words, the explosion on display was completely different from what the curse described.

In the past few years, Mu Yun has been studying this style.

Yuan Hao, the ancient god, spent his entire life, purely creating a world art!

And it's a world secret that runs through the entire realm.

If the power is that simple, then he really has to make a whole new assessment of the title of the title God and Emperor.

However, after spending several years and painstaking research, Mu Yun did not disappoint.

A curse seal, one hundred feet high, instantly condensed in front of Mu Yun.

Around the curse seal, including the inside, the boundary lines, surging out.

Powerful momentum, as if the devil descends, devouring the world.

At this moment, Mu Yun raised his eyes slightly and looked at Su Yaorong.

”Jiesheng Sanzhong, but so!”

He beckoned with one hand, and the fierce curse was smashed at this moment, facing the sword light, and covering it.

boom……

A violent roar sounded at this moment.

Between heaven and earth, at this moment, black light and thunder light surge.

The rumbling clashes, one after another, never stopped.

However, that blade light, at this moment, is more surging.

The curse power of the evil curse seemed to be suppressed.

Su Yaorong sneered and said, ”It's too early to speak big...”

The whisperers have never had any real skills.

Su Yaorong doesn't like to talk nonsense.

The current Mu Yun, in his eyes, was like a beaming clown.

”is it?”

Mu Yun stepped forward.

Palm out.

Om...

Suddenly, it was already a dim magical curse. At this moment, a burst of light burst out, swallowing the sword light directly.

Su Yaorong's face changed at the time, and he waved the knife in his palm, cutting out the sword at this moment.

But at this moment, the curse was unabated, and it broke out with a stronger momentum.

The evil curse, pays attention to the distribution and combination of boundary power, and the distribution of power within the curse seal, showing the most perfect way.

One force collapsed, another force replenished, and it continued.

Su Yaozong at this moment, even if he cut hundreds of knives, the result will not change.