Chapter 2242 Red Leaf Shura

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Although the people of the ancient clan were taken aback by the sudden appearance of Dongfang Muxue, that was only the case.

After reacting for a while, he rushed over again with a strange cry, preparing to bring down Dongfang Muxue and Dongfang Ningyun together.

"Let me do my last for this family."

Dongfang Muxue's eyes flashed, and he suddenly waved at the red leaves on the ground.

"bass--"

In the void, a sharp cutting sound suddenly sounded.

The crimson short blade flew quickly from the ground back to Dongfang Muxue's hand.

On the flying path, several ancient people were scratched by the way.

This mysterious scene finally made the mind of the crazy ancient people sober for a while.

They braked suddenly and stayed where they were, staring at Dongfang Muxue with fearful expressions on their faces.

"Thousands of flowers have fallen, and a tree's red leaves are burning..."

Dongfang Muxue caressed the red leaves and muttered, "Old man, would you like to accompany me to fight this last time?"

Hongye Burn seemed to understand Dongfang Muxue's words, and she trembled slightly in her palms, making a sharp beeping sound.

A gentle smile appeared on Dongfang Muxue's face, and when he raised his head again, this smile had turned into a murderous aura.

"kill!"

With a single word, Dongfang Muxue entered the crowd of the ancients alone.

Dongfang Muxue, as the true inheritor of Jue Dao Sect, has realized the desperate sword intent to the extreme, and his realm has reached the stage of invisible Dao intent.

Even Ye Hong used her knot in her heart to defeat him.

If it is a head-to-head confrontation, Ye Hong firmly believes that this person is not much weaker than the old-fashioned ancient martial artists such as Ge Dan and Sima Zhengming.

And on this Longjiao Peak, Dongfang Muxue, who possesses such terrifying strength, has transformed into a true killing god Shura!

The scarlet red leaves burn, like the scythe of the god of death, mercilessly reaping the lives of the ancients.

Dongfang Muxue turned into an afterimage of her debut and rushed in and out of the crowd.

Above the battlefield, a vacuum zone of seven vertical and eight horizontal lines appeared in an instant.

Naturally, the people lying in these vacuum areas are the dead souls burned by the red leaves!

Dongfang Muxue's terrifying strength scared the ancient people to attack, and it was too late to escape.

In an instant, Dongfang Muxue went from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain.

No one can stop it, no one can stop it, no one dares to stop it!

"Run!"

The ancient people who had just swarmed the mountain just now had already collapsed like a mountain torrent, and fled from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

But before they had time to celebrate their escape, camouflage armored vehicles lay across the road below the mountain.

The icy barrels of the guns were already aimed at them.

Another reinforcement of the Yanwu Army finally arrived at the foot of Longjiao Peak.

In cooperation with the Dongfang family, they surrounded these ancient people at the foot of the mountain.

In an instant, all the ancient people were so frightened that they petrified in place.

Jin will surely become the soul of the dead under the cannonballs of the Yanwu Army!

Retreat, we have to face that silver-haired female Shura again!

Neither advance nor retreat, there seems to be no better choice than waiting for death.

At this moment, they were annoyed at why they appeared here today.

Is the food at home not delicious?

Is the bed not warm enough?

Is the WIFI signal not good enough?

Originally had a comfortable life, why did he follow the Shangguan family to make trouble?

Why should I listen to Shangguan Wangxuan's words and come here to die?

They have never hated Shangguan Wangxuan more than now!