Chapter 3347 (1/2)

”Damn it!”

In the distance, over Tiandao palace, Xuanyuan moxie saw that the great emperor of mourning Zen was blocked, and immediately bit his teeth. He was dragged by Mo Xueming, but he couldn't get away.

He really wanted to get out and chase Ye Chen, but every move involved life and death. If anyone could advance and retreat freely, he could kill the other party's life. How could he come and go if he wanted?

”Emperor Yiwen, don't you say you want to deal with Mo Xueming? Why don't you do it! ”

Xuanyuan Mo Xie attacked several moves, but they could not get away from it. At the moment, he drank fiercely and looked at Yiwen emperor on one side.

At this time, the great emperor Yiwen stood on the back of the red blood thunder crow with a trace of confusion and shock.

When Mo Xueming came, the towering power of Shura was just about to crush everything. He was deeply shocked. He only felt that he was too small in front of Mo Xueming and could hardly win.

This is no longer his time.

But he has promised to kill Mo Xueming even if he kills his life.

This time, Xuanyuan ink evil hit the head, Yiwen emperor suddenly awakened.

”Well, the way of a sage is to do it knowing that it is impossible to do it.”

Emperor Yiwen's eyes suddenly became fierce and resolute, and there was no trace of blankness.

He wields the moving imperial pen, in the void, the iron painting silver hook, outlines a ”Saint” character.

All of a sudden, the majestic spirit of saints came out of his body layer by layer. When the brush was dancing, it was like an electric stroke and stabbed at Mo Xueming.

Chuckle!

Mo Xueming's face changed slightly. He only felt the wind breaking behind him. He quickly blocked the sword.

”Emperor Yiwen, you are not my enemy. Go back quickly. I won't hurt your life.”

Mo Xueming's eyes are cold, staring at the great emperor Yiwen.

He was a master in the later period of the holy ancestral realm, and Emperor Yiwen was just a layer of heaven in the holy ancestral realm. He was not his opponent at all. However, he did not want to be distracted when he tried to deal with Xuanyuan moxie.

”Evil and evil, even if Ben Sheng dies today, he will not allow you to be reckless!”

”Empress Fu Zhao, imperial edict!”

The emperor Yiwen gave a violent drink, and he was actually offering a direct sacrifice to the empress Fu Zhao. A trace of purple fatalism suddenly exploded on him, and the whole blue sky imperial pen was full of dazzling brilliance, and the breath soared.

”What! It's actually the Queen's Fu Zhao

Mo Xueming's eyes widened. He only knew that emperor Yiwen was the helper of Tiandao palace, but he didn't find out that he had the imperial edict of the empress.

It is impossible for Sirius to tell him such important information.

Hiss!

With a stroke of his pen, Emperor Yiwen's writing style is mixed with the torrent of fate. It's really suffocating.

Mo Xueming took a deep breath. He didn't dare to be careless. He separated out a flying sword and quickly resisted it.

With the help of emperor Yiwen, the pressure of Xuanyuan's Mo Xie was greatly reduced, and the sound of ”whoosh” rose to the sky and flew straight to Ye Chen.

”Ye Chen, go

Mo Xueming roared and tried to stop Xuanyuan Mo Xie, but he couldn't help it when Yiwen was in the way.

Xuanyuan ink evil completely get rid of entanglement, as fast as electricity, instantly came to the sky above Ye Chen's head.

Buzz!

Circles of stars are shining around Xuanyuan moxie. The sky and the earth are full of starlight. The sky of nine days, countless stars of the universe, and the weather of yuanmagnetic aurora are rolling.

Powerful, invincible, and majestic, rolling down from the sky.

Ye Chen's eyes shrunk, and he felt that his Qi was stagnant and suffocating, and he could hardly breathe.

Facing Xuanyuan Mo Xie's real body, he only felt that he was a mole ant!

The gap is too big.

”Zi Ning, let's go!”