Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

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One of the Seven Demon Lords: Ling Xuan, with vicious palm'angry', red hair and red eyes, blatant personality, completely free to do, but he is the most powerful devil with fighting power.Warlike and combative, in his eyes, human beings are only divided into two types, one is for him to fight heartily, and the other is for the weak.The end of the fight with him is death, and he doesn't bother to look at the weak.

If you can make a ranking, Ling Xuan would definitely be kicked into the bottom three by Chu Muyun.

Because this guy loves to fight wildly throughout his life, and there is no such thing as love in his head, it is probably harder to make this little wolf dog fall in love with someone than to let him quit'flesh bones'!

But Chu Muyun still admired him personally.

Crazy, tyrannical, dragging, and handsome without friends.

Chu Muyun was a bloody man, so naturally he would like this kind of persona.

Of course, the premise is that you only watch from a distance and not play near.

If this is for fun...

Hehe, look at our arrogant emperor.

I've been thinking about it for three hundred years, and almost as soon as the agreed date arrives, the rabid dog ran up and down, no matter whether people want it or not, they will fight when they come up, and they will do a life or death...

It is said that a talented person meets a soldier, but there is no reason.

Mo Jiushao was so elegant and elegant, and he could barely drag him for 300 years.

For Mo Jiu Shao, this plot is the second turning point in his fate.

First, Yan Junqing's fierce fire poison engraved his devil soul, and then an angry challenge, which caused him to be seriously injured.

It is precisely because of this injury that the protagonist and the hacked classmate Xiaoyan can overwhelm arrogance. Otherwise, even if Mo Jiushao can be suppressed by suppressing the poison of fierce fire, his cultivation level is still terrifying, and I really want to do it. To die, there are still twenty protagonists and ten Xiaoyans to play.

What is Chu Muyun going to do with such an important plot point?

Of course, he won the arrogant emperor in one fell swoop!

Ling Xuan stood against the wind, his red hair drawn in a flamboyant arc, and his facial features were extremely handsome. If it weren't for the blood in those scarlet eyes, the wild and handsome posture alone would make thousands of girls unable to walk.

His thin lips hooked slightly, and he raised his voice: "Three hundred years ago, you suffered a great loss in your cultivation to help Yan Chen break through the God Realm. At that time, if I were to fight with you, I would be invincible, so I gave you a recovery. Time, today, should you fulfill the agreement?"

His voice fell, and a blue figure appeared on the white jade steps.

The arrogant emperor respected Ruoshui robe, surrounded by light-colored veil, and a jade crown with ink hair. Standing on a high place, there seemed to be clouds surrendered under his feet, and the curling autumn moon looked like an immortal.

He spoke with a gentle and light voice: "Ling Xuan, you can't kill me."

The moment Ling Xuan saw him, a more dazzling flame erupted from his red eyes. He licked his lower lip and said in high spirits: "How can you know if you don't try?"

Mo Jiushao's eyes were cold: "No matter how many times you try, you won't get results."

"So what?" The man smiled arrogantly, "If I can't kill you, let you kill it. Ling Xuan, I am never afraid of death."

Mo Jiushao stared at him: "Are you going to fight me today?"

Ling Xuan also stared at him: "I must see the swordsmanship of the famous three realms month by month!"

"In that case..." Mo Jiu Shao raised his hand, and amidst the violent shaking, a deep blue long sword burst out of the air and landed firmly in his palm, "As you wish."

The battle is on the verge!

Chu Muyun did not rush to the scene, but hurried to Yan Junqing's residence.

At such a critical moment, Zero has been paying attention to the battlefield, analyzing the progress of the battle with his arrogance and anger, and calculating the time to cooperate with Chu Muyun's plan.

Just when he arrived at Yan Junqing’s bedroom, the boy had already put on his clothes and walked out. After seeing Chu Muyun, he said anxiously, “Brother Yun, are you injured?”

He could perceive a powerful strange force, very strong, and the external coercion could even be compared to the superior.

Yan Junqing instinctively judged that this was a powerful enemy coming, and it was so strong that his superior would take the shot himself!

When he saw Chu Muyun coming, he felt relieved. After holding his hand, he continued and said, "It's okay, Brother Yun, I will protect..." Without saying the word'you', Chu Muyun suddenly raised his hand. Seeing blood drops on his fingertips, then the originally empty room seemed to be stained with ink, and black cumbersome lines lit up.

Yan Junqing didn't understand formations at all, but following Chu Muyun, after such a long time, he could see what he was doing.

"Brother Yun, what are you doing?"

The formation was set up long ago, and all that was missing was the introduction. It took Chu Muyun only three seconds to activate this'prison formation' and perfectly locked Yan Junqing in it.

After realizing that she was trapped, Yan Junqing panicked: "Brother Yun...you..."

Chu Muyun's face was calm, but a trace of doting and reluctance flashed in his eyes: "Live well."

He gave him four words, but like a heavy hammer, Yan Junqing was struck in a daze: "What are you going to do? Where are you going? Brother Yun! You..." Then he shouted. Because of the terrible thoughts that arose in his mind, he was terrified to the extreme. He was restrained by the formation, unable to move a single move, but was able to make a sound, "Don’t go over! It’s dangerous! It’s enough to be respectable! Brother Yun, you will pass. ...Will..." Will die!

"I just do what I should do, Xiaoqing..." Chu Muyun gave him a back and the last words, "Please live well for yourself."

A strong black mist erupted from the formation, and Yan Junqing could hardly see Mu Yun's figure, but at this moment, this scene coincided with that unforgettable night.

The Yan family collapsed, blood and miasma swallowed the hope of survival. He watched his family die tragically and helplessly, leaving only boundless despair and pain in his chest.

After surviving that disaster, he vowed that he would never lose anyone he cared about, and he would absolutely guard all those he wanted to protect...

But now... just when he thought he was stronger, he thought he was capable, he thought he could create hope...

Repeat the same mistakes.

Chu Muyun's leaving figure overlapped with his father who had died to protect herself.

The same scene, the same experience, made Yan Junqing almost collapsed. The regret in his heart grew vigorously, rooted in his heart, growing wildly at a very fast speed, and finally inlaid with all flesh and blood, and the branches and buds exuding were clamoring. There is only one sentence: become stronger, become stronger, must become stronger!

Only in this way can... protect the person who wants to protect.Only in this way will you not lose the people you cherish, and only in this way will you not be so incompetent, so embarrassed and so desperate.

Yan Junqing did not cry, but because of the emotions in his heart, his facial features were distorted to the extreme. His voice was dumb, and his voice was extremely bitter: "Don't die, Brother Yun, don't die!"

Chu Muyun managed to handle Yan Junqing and hurried to the front door.

"How is the battle?"

Zero has been watching closely: "Twenty percent."

This is what they agreed. Zero can analyze the amount of energy stored in the two people's bodies. Because arrogance and anger are evenly matched, the first half is basically consumed by each other, and the winner is not so fast.

The key point is when both of them are more than half of their strength.

Chu Muyun waited with bated breath, and Zero also kept reporting numbers to him.

The two pinnacles competed. The front hall of Qianluan Peak was already full of violent storms, and the gorgeous palace was swept away in chaos. Because of the overwhelming pressure, the entire mountain began to tremble, and even the sky was stained with black ink. There was a burst of thunder, and it seemed like Blizzard was approaching.

Chu Muyun finally stopped in a safe place. He stared at the battlefield, but actually couldn't see anything.

The two intertwined people have almost become phantoms, black and red and blue and blue, and sword light is everywhere, and the powerful force that flows down can easily turn the hard spar into fragments.

Chu Muyun looked at him without blinking, he must be fully focused, there must be no mistake.

Activating the formation one minute earlier will not be able to trap these two people.

Activating the formation one minute later will damage the formation due to the violent power of these two people, and even if activated, the power will be greatly reduced.

The most subtle point he calculated was when the strength of arrogance and anger declined to 50% on average...

Zero's voice returned to the stereotypical electronic tone: "40%, 45%, 46%, 47%..."

When he finally spit out: "Forty-nine percent", Chu Muyun quickly cut his wrist, and a large amount of blood poured out, accompanied by a quiet "50%..." A huge blood-red pattern appeared at first.

Mo Jiu Shao and Ling Xuan noticed the strangeness at the same time, their figures were as fast as lightning, and at the same time they rushed towards the front of the formation, obviously wanting to escape the shackles of the formation.

But Chu Muyun calculated it more accurately. He estimated their mobility and accurately judged the body reaction speed that they could achieve when only 50% of their vigor remained.

So... there is no escape.

But in a moment, the two emperors of the proud demon world stopped their movements at the same time, and they were entangled in blood-red lines and stood firmly on the spot.

After a big battle, the two men remained unabated.

Ling Xuan's red hair and red eyes seemed to be brighter, his fingers burning with black flames were evil and charming, and the power contained in them was also extremely terrifying.

Mo Jiushao's silk was like ink, his light gray eyes darkened completely. He held the brilliance of the dark blue long sword, and stared at the youth in the center of the formation without blinking.

The youth there wore a silver-white robe, which was woven from snow silk he had specially collected from the coldest places. The color was like snow and frost, and its brilliance surpassed the stars and the moon. It is rare to see in a thousand years and extremely precious.

But at this time, the beautiful clothes were covered with scarlet blood, and under the strong contrast, it was like an epiphany blooming in the middle of the night, the beauty to the extreme, and the despair to the extreme.

Chu Muyun looked up and looked at Mo Jiu Shao: "The one who killed the Chu family...you!"