Chapter 2291
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The entire underground palace shakes violently, and countless rubble tumbles down.
The ground sinks a little, and the dense fog of the Soul Breaking Forest drifts in through the cracks.
Mu Yan hides behind a pillar in a sorry state.
But she's a step too late. Her chest hurts, and blood spurts out of her mouth.
"Jijijijiji!!" Up above, the little chick is anxiously circling around, shouting incessantly.
But Mu Yan's ears are buzzing, and her vision is blurred. She can hardly hear or see anything.
She tries her best to open her eyes wide, watching Qin Peng walking towards her step by step with the Ice Soul Sword in his hand.
At this moment, she really felt helpless and hopeless.
If Qin Peng didn't have the Ice Soul Sword, she could still barely resist.
She could also rely on the skills of the Shen Musician to launch a surprise counterattack.
But now, with Qin Peng's Ice Soul Sword in his hand, she has no chance of winning.
With every swing of the sword, she feels a powerful pressure that can topple the mountains and overturn the seas.
Her Domain, Spiritual Power, and even Divine Sense are all temporarily suppressed.
Sword after sword, she is like a small boat in a stormy sea. She can only drift with the current, and she can be overturned at any time.
Qin Peng slowly walks towards Mu Yan, and the Ice Soul Sword in his hand mercilessly slashes out again.
Mu Yan quickly raises the Seven Absolutes Sword to block.
But this time, all the Spiritual Power in her body, as well as the strength of her body, is completely exhausted.
She can no longer hold the Seven Absolutes Sword. Under the impact of the Ice Soul Sword, it flies out and falls on a falling rock.
Mu Yan quickly wants to wave her hand to retrieve the Seven Absolutes Sword.
But Qin Peng's next sword stops her.
The sword energy directly slashes at her legs.
In a split second, blood flows, and Mu Yan can no longer stand, falling to her knees on the ground.
Qin Peng condescendingly looks at Mu Yan, who is already an arrow at the end of its flight. His mouth hooks up into a cruel smile: "The descendant of the Shen Musician who could move unhindered in the Three Realms? Now you're like a stray dog, dying in my hands, hahahaha … "
The continuous laughter reverberated in the palace that was on the verge of collapse.
Perhaps it's because the laughter is too loud.
A rock on the roof that was already on the verge of collapse finally couldn't bear it anymore. It swayed lightly and fell down.
Coincidentally, the direction in which the stone fell was right above Qin Peng's head.
Naturally, Qin Peng would not put such a stone in his eyes.
He casually swung the Ice Soul Sword in his hand.
The stone immediately shattered into countless small pieces, scattering in all directions.
A few pieces shot towards Mu Yan, and a few fell to the ground.
From the start of the battle, in order to resist the corrosion of Qin Peng's domain, Mu Yan did not deactivate [Divine Hands Weaving Heaven].
Therefore, when the stone was shot towards Mu Yan, it immediately bounced back towards Qin Peng.
If it was a whole boulder, Qin Peng would have swung his sword to block it.
However, how could Qin Peng care about such a small stone?
He didn't even try to hide, and just casually walked towards Mu Yan.
Using Sword Qi to pierce through Muyan's heart and take her life?
No, not enough!
How could such an easy kill from a long distance diminish the hatred in his heart?
He wanted to grab that woman's throat with his own hands and make her die in his hands, bit by bit, in pain and despair.
The more Qin Peng thought about it, the more excited he became. He simply didn't notice that a few small stones had fallen on his Ice Soul Sword.
The Ice Soul Sword's coldness instantly plated the small stones with a layer of indestructible frost.
It then bounced towards Qin Peng's feet.
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