C893 (1/2)

All of a sudden, the square space began to tremble, as if it was torn apart by this giant palm.

However, Mu Yu did not even dodge.

After the two fingers condense into sword fingers, they point out directly face to face.

Boom and boom...

the two terrorist attacks collided, and their waves spread out like ripples.

The devil crazy emperor felt that his palm was pierced by a sharp sword, which was extremely painful.

The whole body also can't control the retrogression of more than ten steps.

He looked at Mu Yu in horror, but found that Mu Yu's negative hand was standing in the same place, and his foot had never moved.

At this time, he finally realized that Mu Yu was a hard bone to be provoked.

However, as one of the Nine Emperors of the necromancer clan, he is not a good one either.

Just now, he used only 30% of his strength.

”Ah...”

the mad emperor roared, and his right arm was wrapped with black thunder, like a dark thunder dragon.

At this moment, his momentum is climbing, reaching his peak state.

These black thunder gradually meet, and finally condense into a black sickle.

It smells of death from hell.

”This is the death sickle of the emperor. No one who has seen him has survived.”

”You are no exception!”

Holding the scythe of death, the emperor's confidence increased greatly.

”Is it?”

Mu Yu embraces his chest with both arms and a hook at the corner of his mouth. He doesn't care and says, ”which is better than your death sickle and the roulette of annihilation?”

Big annihilation roulette?

How could this boy know the roulette of the great annihilation of emperor moyao?

But his death sickle is not enough compared with the roulette of annihilation.