Chapter 1332: Excellent Acting Skills (23)

The Eight Peaks Thunder Prison is indeed not good enough in the Nine Dragons Divine Dynasty.

However, this is also because Mu Fusheng did not use the ancient divine thunder, but only applied ordinary thunder power.

Under Cangming's blood tooth knife, one of the peaks was directly pierced.

Everyone frowned when they saw Cangming easily break Mu Fusheng's attack.

This person's strength does not seem to be too strong, how could he be valued by the prince or even the princess?

Even the Xuanming Saint was a little confused for a while.

Would Jiu Bailu really take a fancy to such a person?

Or does he have other special features?

Looking at Jiu Bailu and the prince again, I saw that their expressions did not change.

At this moment in the field.

Cangming snorted coldly: "It's meaningless. Since you only have this little strength, let's end it as soon as possible."

After that, he held the handle of the blood tooth knife with both hands, one in front and one behind, bent his knees slightly, and stepped forward with his right foot, stepping heavily on the red carpet.

The blood-colored aura burst out instantly!

It actually condensed into a headless blood shadow holding a big knife behind him!

The surging blood energy, if there is no isolation of the dragon and phoenix harp, it is likely to break through this dome.

Seeing this, the people around shook their heads slightly.

Cang Ming used this move. If Mu Fusheng only had the strength he just showed, he would probably not be able to take this knife.

Everyone focused their eyes on Mu Fusheng, wanting to see what he would do next.

Should he admit defeat directly?

Or choose to withstand Cang Ming's blood shadow mad knife.

Mu Fusheng looked solemn, and raised his head slightly to look at the headless blood shadow.

He took a step back and began to pinch the seal with both hands.

The remaining seven thunder peaks actually began to move, and then, under the infusion of endless thunder power, they blocked Mu Fusheng's body behind them.

Cang Ming saw Mu Fusheng's step back, and sneered, "Do you think these turtle shells can protect you?"

After saying that, he picked up the blood-toothed knife with both hands and chopped towards Mu Fusheng from top to bottom!

At the same time, the headless blood shadow behind him also made the same move with the mad knife in his hand.

The mad knife came, and it pressed towards the seven thunder peaks like a sea of ​​blood and corpses!

Even under the isolation of the dragon and phoenix harp, some people who were close could smell the bloody smell.

How many people were killed, and how many people became the dead souls under Cang Ming's knife to condense such a large amount of blood and energy?

However, no one thought about it now, but all their eyes were fixed on the seven thunder peaks.

When the blood shadow mad knife fell on the thunder peak in front.

As expected by everyone, in just two breaths, the thunder peak made a crackling sound under the heavy load, and the blood-toothed knife was even immersed in the thunder peak!

As Cangming stepped forward, the Leifeng Mountain was turned into dust!

Mu Fusheng, who was behind Leifeng Mountain, groaned, supported his hands forward, and took a step back as if he was under great pressure.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Hei and Fang Qiong behind him were speechless.

He is really good at pretending...

If they didn't know some of Mu Fusheng's strength, they would probably be fooled by this superb acting.

On the other hand, the prince looked at this scene with a strange expression.

How can this be the same as the real thing?

Could it be that Mu Fusheng really didn't have much strength, and even last time he just borrowed external objects to release the kind of aura that made Tiancong Jianzu afraid?

But Jiu Bailu smiled faintly, and there was a golden light flashing in the depths of his eyes when he looked at Mu Fusheng, which was difficult for ordinary people to detect.

This golden light seemed to be able to see through everything.

Cangming's blood shadow mad knife has not stopped yet, and the headless blood shadow behind him is holding a big knife and constantly slashing at the thunder peaks!

In just a dozen breaths, only two of the remaining six thunder peaks are left!

Mu Fusheng's face began to turn pale visibly.

His breath began to become chaotic.

While holding the blood tooth knife in front of his hands, Cangming sneered: "I'm a little embarrassed. I didn't expect your strength to be so weak. It seems that I am bullying the weak."

"How about you admit defeat directly? If you admit defeat, maybe you won't be hurt, and I will put away the knife directly."

Mu Fusheng's lips trembled, and he didn't say anything.

But Cangming didn't think that he didn't want to admit defeat.

So, Cangming sneered: "You are quite courageous."

As soon as the voice fell, Cangming shouted.

Another thunder peak cracked in response!

However, when the last Thunder Peak came into Cangming's sight, Cangming's face suddenly changed.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes widened instantly!

In front of him, this Thunder Peak was covered with talismans at some point.

On the talismans, a large amount of thunder power gathered into a thunder net.

The gathered thunder net directly trapped Cangming in it.

At the same time, inside the Thunder Peak, there were flashes of lightning!

A destructive thunder force began to gather strength along with the thunder light emerging from the talismans.

Cangming's face was horrified. Under the siege of the thunder net, even if he broke the net, he could not avoid the thunder peak and the power generated by the explosion of the talismans.

And he would miss the best opportunity for defense.

Based on his subconscious judgment, Cangming shouted, and the headless blood shadow stood in front of Cangming, holding a big knife to block.

Cangming also held the blood-toothed knife across his chest.

Under the horrified eyes of the crowd.

Lightning flashed!

Boom!

The huge and dull roar of thunder resounded throughout the hall, and even the people in the entire palace could see the lightning that continued to leak out of the hall!

It lasted for twenty breaths before the lightning began to slowly dissipate.

In the hall, everyone slowly opened their eyes and stared at the center of the red carpet.

I saw the figures of Cangming and Mu Fusheng appear.

The headless blood shadow had dissipated, and Cangming's clothes were torn, revealing the red flesh and blood inside.

His breath was even a little unstable.

On the other hand, Mu Fusheng's breath was tangled, panting and half-kneeling on the ground, with countless scars on his body.

Cangming said with an ugly face: "Despicable, actually using external objects!"

Mu Fusheng sneered: "I am a talisman master, these talismans are all carved by myself, how can it be despicable?"

Cangming snorted: "Relying on this trick, it is just a wound for a wound. I can still make another cut next time. How can you resist my last cut?"

Mu Fusheng took a deep breath, shook his body slightly, as if he was trying to get up, and then smiled and pointed to Cangming's feet.

Cangming looked down and saw that his feet were covered with talismans!

"You are stronger than me, but you seem to be too arrogant."

Mu Fusheng looked at Cangming with a smile and said: "If you think you can resist these talismans, then I admit defeat."