Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei Chapter 3543: Holy Lord’s Last Words

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The holy lord's eyes sank, and his whole body burst out with holy power. It seemed that he had never been poisoned before, and possessed the highest strength.

"Mu Fengyun, do you really think you will be my opponent? You too underestimated me. If you dare to come today, then I just happened to behead you in the Holy Clan." The Holy Lord was cold. Looking at Mu Fengyun.

"Boom!" In an instant, the Holy Lord and Mu Fengyun have fought in the air for countless rounds. Another holy light whizzed out, "Mu Qingchen, my father solves Mu Fengyun, then I will solve you! You dare to seize the position of my holy son and make me suffer such humiliation. Today I will let you become My defeated man crushes every bone of yours

Head, let out all your blood. "

Mu Qingchen said coldly: "Just because you can't do it?"

A more powerful holy light erupted from Mu Qingchen, brilliant and dazzling.

Even if Sheng Taoyang is the son of the Holy Lord, he is much stronger than Mu Qingchen, and he has lost all brilliance under his light.

The difference in appearance or temperament is too far.

Sheng Taoyang stared at this noble young man coldly, as if God had a lot of favor for him, and people beside him could hardly surpass him anyway, and the jealousy in his eyes surged.

Mu Qingchen, must die!

Sheng Taoyang's strength skyrocketed to the peak of the ninth order of the spirit god, which was much worse than his father's holy master, yet he was still powerful.

Mu Qingchen has only the third-order Spirit God, and his dark eyes still glow with confidence.

What he has to do is to surpass that man.

It's just a holy Taoyang, he will be defeated!

The terrifying holy power turned into a storm, and the two people, who were very different in level, fought fiercely in the air.

The sword in Mu Qingchen's hand turned into a wave of cold light, rushing towards Sheng Taoyang like lightning, and the fighting spirit he burst out became stronger and stronger.

"You...how did you become so strong all at once." Sheng Taoyang was shocked.

In the holy sacrificial tower, he once fought with Mu Qingchen.

Even if his strength has been improved to the third rank now, he won't have the same combat power as he is today.

Mu Qingchen chased Sheng Taoyang with a sword, but Sheng Taoyang, who only felt that he had the chance to win, was chased by Mu Qingchen at this time, and fell into a disadvantage.

Mu Qianxi has been paying attention to her brother, watching Sheng Taoyang failing, she smiled and said: "Brother is really handsome!"

"Look at me, don't look at him! I am stronger." Jiuye said close to Mu Qianxi's ear.

"En! I know this, but my brother is also pretty. Jiuye, have you noticed something wrong with your brother?" Mu Qianxi asked.

She didn't see whether it was Saint Hualu's nonsense or the holy master's method is too secret.

"No!" Jiuye replied.

Mu Qingchen has the upper hand against Sheng Taoyang.

Mu Fengyun's battle against the Holy Lord naturally also had the upper hand.

I have to say that the background of the Holy Lord is more profound, but Mu Fengyun, a person who has fought against the God of Death, is already so strong that the Holy Lord cannot shake it.

As for the other members of the Saint Clan, because they were poisoned, they were resolved by the expert of the Xuantian Realm.

Of course, they know that His Majesty and His Royal Highness do not need help, just admire their unparalleled fighting posture on the side.

"Boom!" The terrifying force in the air raged, and a silver thunder slashed at the Holy Master fiercely.

"Boom!" The Holy Lord hit the ground fiercely from the air.

"Puff puff puff..." a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

The horrible poison that disappeared before appeared again, and the Holy Lord seemed to be 40 or 50 years old in an instant.

"The poison of Wandu Evil Dragon is too domineering. If there is no poisoning, Mu Fengyun, you can't defeat me." The Holy Master said unwillingly.

"Puff puff......" On the other side, Mu Qingchen made countless sword combos.

Sheng Taoyang's pupils shrank suddenly, unable to dodge, so he could only use all his holy power to turn it into defense.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

"Boom Rumble!" In fact, the increase was in vain, and Mu Qingchen was still promoted once again at this moment, the fourth-order spiritual god.

The momentum is rising steadily, blasting towards Sheng Taoyang with the might of sweeping everything.

"Puff puff puff--" There were countless blood holes in Sheng Taoyang's body, and he fell from the air with no strength.

He is the saint son of the holy race. In the holy race, he can make countless strong men kill Mu Qingchen with a single order.

But that was before, and now he has been severely injured by Mu Qingchen, and there is no one available around him.

Father was also defeated, and no one can save him.

Mu Fengyun looked at Sheng Ningyue and said: "Lady, he! I killed it."

Sheng Ningyue looked at the Holy Lord, her eyes were cold, and said: "Fengyun, kill if you want to kill."

She still has feelings for the saints, but only hates the saints, he is not worthy to be the saints.

The Holy Lord said: "I also know that I must die, at least let me die before I finish saying the last words? My last words are related to Qingchen."

Mu Qianxi rushed over and said, "Do you have any last words? Tell me!"

They thought that the Holy Lord was going to use Mu Qingchen to threaten his life, but that was not the case.

The Holy Master opened his mouth and said: "Qing Chen's talent is very clear to me. I now announce that Qing Chen will become the Holy Master of the Holy Clan. I also hope that you will not destroy the Holy Clan."

"Puff puff puff..." Sheng Taoyang is now in pain all over his body to death, but his father's words are almost destroying his reason.

"Father, you really are more optimistic about Mu Qingchen, am I your biological son or he? You didn't care about my life and death until I died, instead let Mu Qingchen be the holy son." He looked at the Lord. His eyes are full of complaints.

Even if he knew that even if the Holy Lord let him take over, he couldn't sit still and was still angry.

"I'm not interested." Mu Qingchen said indifferently.

Sheng Taoyang has been a son for so many years and has always wanted to take over as his father.

Now that this position fell on Mu Qingchen's head, he even refused, which made his jealous face twisted.

"You...you will be loyal to Qingchen as if you are loyal to me in the future, and you should be able to save your lives." The Holy Lord ordered his confidants.

Mu Fengyun said coldly: "What does my son want to do? It's not your turn to point out, you can go to death!"

"Puff!" Mu Fengyun's merciless sword pierced the heart of the Holy Lord.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't use any life-saving cards to threaten him, and he was completely dead.

Mu Qianxi walked to Mu Qingchen and said: "Brother, do you feel uncomfortable in any way?"

"No!" Mu Qingchen replied.

"I will kill Sheng Taoyang."

Mu Qingchen raised the sword, cut it down without hesitation, and sent the pale Sheng Taoyang to accompany his father.

Blood splashed, and Sheng Taoyang's shadow suddenly changed.

The pitch black shadow enveloped Mu Qingchen and confined Mu Qingchen.

A pair of white hands without much blood color protruded from the shadows, holding a sharp dagger, against Mu Qingchen's neck. Then, a dark figure appeared behind Mu Qingchen like a ghost.