"Lord Mu Hao! What on earth is going on? Can Mu Feng kill even a sixth-level warrior?"
The bearded man couldn't help but look at Mu Hao. Although he had the cooperation of the spiritual formation, Mu Feng was only a second-level warrior after all. No matter what, it was impossible to kill a sixth-level warrior. The difference between the two was too big.
"Hmph! Be careful, everyone, form a circle. If that little bastard dares to make a sneak attack again, it will be easier for others to deal with it!" Mu Hao did not answer the bearded man, but ordered in a deep voice.
Originally, there were thirteen people in their team, but now four people died suddenly, leaving only nine people.
These nine people are all very powerful, five of them are seventh-level martial masters, two are eighth-level martial masters, and two of them are ninth-level martial masters like Mu Hao and Mei Fu.
"Hmph! We must catch this little bastard this time. The formation flag is in his hand. As long as we catch him, we can break the formation!" Mu Hao said solemnly.
He changed his mind. It was too difficult to find the formation eye by himself. Since Mu Feng dared to sneak attack on them, they could still get out of trouble as long as they caught Mu Feng and obtained the formation flag.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind swept across quickly. Mu Hao and others' eyes lit up, and they responded one after another.
"Catch him!" Mu Hao shouted and couldn't help but look across.
Opposite them happened to be the bearded man and five other seventh-level martial masters. They took action one after another, using their spiritual weapons, bursting out with the power of will, and attacking the approaching figure with all their strength.
But what shocked them was that their offensive was instantly broken by this figure, and then a spear with endless killing intent pierced straight through, instantly piercing a person's forehead.
This spear was extremely fast. The moment it pierced the first person's eyebrow, it pierced through the back of the head and pierced the second person's eyebrow like lightning.
However, in the blink of an eye, he killed two seventh-level martial masters, fast and ruthlessly, which completely shocked the hearts of Mu Hao and others.
"This guy...is not Mu Feng!"
Mu Hao's eyes widened, and he realized that the person who killed his two team members was not Mu Feng or Zhou Qian at all, but an old man who looked a little slovenly, carrying a big bloody gun.
This old man is none other than Yan Yuhuan!
At this moment, Yan Yuhuan was moving so fast that he was like an afterimage. The blood gun in his hand was like bloody lightning, which penetrated out again and pierced the third person's head.
"Asshole! Stop it!"
Mu Hao, the beautiful woman was furious, her eyes turned blood red, and she attacked Yan Yuhuan frantically.
Boom boom boom!
In the darkness, endless thunder poured out, like a wave of thunder, densely swarming towards Mu Hao, the beautiful woman and others, blocking them all in front of Yan Yuhuan.
Yan Yuhuan, with a calm look on his face, connected the blood gun in his hand, killing the bearded man and another seventh-level martial master, and then calmly disappeared into the darkness.
boom!
After Mu Hao, the beautiful woman and others defeated the wave of thunder with difficulty, Yan Yuhuan was nowhere to be found. They were trembling with anger, but their hearts were completely filled with fear.
"It's a ninth-level Martial Lord... It's actually a ninth-level Martial Lord. How could Mu Feng have such a strong person to help him?" Mu Hao clenched his fists tightly and his tone became trembling.
The beautiful woman was also trembling with fear, and said: "Mu Hao! We must inform the elders of the two clans immediately. We have all underestimated this illegitimate son. We alone cannot take him away at all, and he may even be..."
The beautiful woman did not continue, but her meaning was obvious. Mu Feng had the ability to kill them. , now don’t you just turn them around?
Mu Hao was furious and full of dejection. The beautiful woman was right. Now it was difficult for them to save themselves, let alone bring Mu Feng back.
"We must inform the elders of the second clan as soon as possible!"
Mu Hao made a decision in his mind and immediately took out the jade slip and quickly reported the situation here.
The moment he put away the jade slip, a strong sense of crisis hit his heart, and then a blood gun stabbed straight from behind with terrifying murderous intent.
Mu Hao was shocked in his heart. He turned around suddenly and slashed out with his two swords crossing each other. The bright sword light illuminated the surrounding darkness and collided with the blood gun.
boom!
An explosion sounded in the void, and then Mu Hao let out a muffled groan, blood began to bleed from his mouth and nose, and he flew backwards.
Master!
Definitely a master!
Mu Hao was horrified in his heart. The old man who wielded the spear was definitely a true master among the ninth-level warriors. He was stronger than him and the beautiful woman.
The moment Mu Hao was repelled, the beautiful woman also flew backwards, and then they watched helplessly as the two remaining eighth-level warrior companions were pierced by blood spears, and then drowned by endless thunder, leaving no bones left.
"Next, it's your turn!"
Yan Yuhuan stood with a gun in hand, and thunder flashed continuously behind him, as if he were a descended god, majestic and mighty.
"Who are you? Why are you helping Mu Feng? Do you know that the person standing behind us is Mu Shenfu?"
Mu Hao calmed down, looked at Yan Yuhuan with fearful eyes, and shouted with guilt in his voice.
"Dead people don't need to know that much!"
Yan Yuhuan took a step forward, and the blood gun in his hand turned into a line of blood, and flew towards Mu Hao, the beautiful woman, at an extremely fast speed.
Bang bang bang!
Mu Hao and the beautiful woman shouted loudly and fought desperately, fighting together with Yan Yuhuan.
However, Yan Yuhuan was already much stronger than the two of them, and the countless thunderbolts in the spiritual formation kept bombarding Mu Hao and the beautiful woman, leaving the two of them stretched thin and in danger.
Suddenly, countless thunderbolts gathered into a river, covering the beautiful woman and Mu Hao, making the two of them resist in a panic, but only a few flaws were revealed.
Yan Yuhuan grabbed this flaw and shot out a spear, piercing the beautiful woman's chest and completely shattering her heart.
Wow!
The beautiful woman spat out a mouthful of blood, stared at Yan Yuhuan, and then fell down helplessly.
The moment he killed the beautiful woman with one shot, Yan Yuhuan's gun changed momentum and stabbed Mu Hao between the eyebrows like a poisonous snake.
Mu Hao barely resisted the thundering river. He held his two swords in front of him and clashed head-on with the blood spear. He grunted and flew backwards.
Yan Yuhuan chased after Mu Hao without giving Mu Hao any chance to breathe. His spear was as powerful as a dragon and his every move was deadly.
After more than ten moves, Mu Hao screamed and watched helplessly as the blood gun penetrated the center of his eyebrows and his head exploded.
At the same time, the darkness around Jinchan Ridge gradually dissipated, revealing the blue sky and white clouds, as well as the broken vegetation and hills in the mountains.
Whizzing!
Mu Feng and Zhou Qian rushed out from the mountain col and looked at the bodies of Mu Hao, the beautiful woman and others. Mu Feng nodded with satisfaction, while Zhou Qian was shocked and looked at Yan Yuhuan in awe.
He knew that Yan Yuhuan was not weak, but he did not expect that he was so strong that he actually killed thirteen strong men in Mu Shen Mansion, including two ninth-level martial masters and two eighth-level martial masters. "Lord Mu Hao !What the hell is going on? Can Mu Feng even kill a sixth-level warrior?"
The bearded man couldn't help but look at Mu Hao. Although he had the cooperation of the spiritual formation, Mu Feng was only a second-level warrior after all. No matter what, it was impossible to kill a sixth-level warrior. The difference between the two was too big.
"Hmph! Be careful, everyone, form a circle. If that little bastard dares to make a sneak attack again, it will be easier for others to deal with it!" Mu Hao did not answer the bearded man, but ordered in a deep voice.
Originally, there were thirteen people in their team, but now four people died suddenly, leaving only nine people.
These nine people are all very strong, five of them are seventh-level martial masters, two are eighth-level martial masters, and two of them are ninth-level martial masters like Mu Hao and Mei Fu. ??
"Hmph! We must catch this little bastard this time. The formation flag is in his hand. As long as we catch him, we can break the formation!" Mu Hao said solemnly.
He changed his mind. It was too difficult to find the formation eye by himself. Since Mu Feng dared to sneak attack on them, they could still get out of trouble as long as they caught Mu Feng and obtained the formation flag.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind swept across quickly. Mu Hao and others' eyes lit up, and they responded one after another.
"Catch him!" Mu Hao shouted and couldn't help but look across.
Opposite them happened to be the bearded man and five other seventh-level martial masters. They took action one after another, using their spiritual weapons, bursting out with the power of will, and attacking the approaching figure with all their strength.
But what shocked them was that their offensive was instantly broken by this figure, and then a spear with endless killing intent pierced straight through, instantly piercing a person's forehead.
This spear was extremely fast. The moment it pierced the first person's eyebrow, it pierced through the back of the head and pierced the second person's eyebrow like lightning.
However, in the blink of an eye, he killed two seventh-level martial masters, fast and ruthlessly, which completely shocked the hearts of Mu Hao and others.
"This guy...is not Mu Feng!"
Mu Hao's eyes widened, and he realized that the person who killed his two team members was not Mu Feng or Zhou Qian at all, but an old man who looked a little slovenly, carrying a big bloody gun.
This old man is none other than Yan Yuhuan!
At this moment, Yan Yuhuan was moving so fast that he was like an afterimage. The blood gun in his hand was like bloody lightning, which penetrated out again and pierced the third person's head.
"Asshole! Stop it!"
Mu Hao, the beautiful woman was furious, her eyes turned blood red, and she attacked Yan Yuhuan frantically.
Boom boom boom!
In the darkness, endless thunder poured out, like a wave of thunder, densely swarming towards Mu Hao, the beautiful woman and others, blocking them all in front of Yan Yuhuan.
Yan Yuhuan, with a calm look on his face, connected the blood gun in his hand, killing the bearded man and another seventh-level martial master, and then calmly disappeared into the darkness.
boom!
After Mu Hao, the beautiful woman and others defeated the wave of thunder with difficulty, Yan Yuhuan was nowhere to be found. They were trembling with anger, but their hearts were completely filled with fear.
"It's a ninth-level Martial Lord... It's actually a ninth-level Martial Lord. How could Mu Feng have such a strong person to help him?" Mu Hao clenched his fists tightly and his tone became trembling.
The beautiful woman was also trembling with fear, and said: "Mu Hao! We must inform the elders of the two clans immediately. We have all underestimated this illegitimate son. We alone cannot take him away at all, and he may even be..."
The beautiful woman did not continue, but her meaning was obvious. Mu Feng had the ability to kill them. , now don’t you just turn them around?
Mu Hao was furious and full of dejection. The beautiful woman was right. Now it was difficult for them to save themselves, let alone bring Mu Feng back.
"We must inform the elders of the second clan as soon as possible!"
Mu Hao made a decision in his mind and immediately took out the jade slip and quickly reported the situation here.
The moment he put away the jade slip, a strong sense of crisis hit his heart, and then a blood gun stabbed straight from behind with terrifying murderous intent.
Mu Hao was shocked in his heart. He turned around suddenly and slashed out with his two swords crossing each other. The bright sword light illuminated the surrounding darkness and collided with the blood gun.
boom!
An explosion sounded in the void, and then Mu Hao let out a muffled groan, blood began to bleed from his mouth and nose, and he flew backwards.
Master!
Definitely a master!
Mu Hao was horrified in his heart. The old man who wielded the spear was definitely a true master among the ninth-level warriors. He was stronger than him and the beautiful woman.
The moment Mu Hao was repelled, the beautiful woman also flew backwards, and then they watched helplessly as the two remaining eighth-level warrior companions were pierced by blood spears, and then drowned by endless thunder, leaving no bones left.
"Next, it's your turn!"
Yan Yuhuan stood with a gun in hand, and thunder flashed continuously behind him, as if he were a descended god, majestic and mighty.
"Who are you? Why are you helping Mu Feng? Do you know that the person standing behind us is Mu Shenfu?"
Mu Hao calmed down, looked at Yan Yuhuan with fearful eyes, and shouted with guilt in his voice.
"Dead people don't need to know that much!"
Yan Yuhuan took a step forward, and the blood gun in his hand turned into a line of blood, and flew towards Mu Hao, the beautiful woman, at an extremely fast speed.
Bang bang bang!
Mu Hao and the beautiful woman shouted loudly and fought desperately, fighting together with Yan Yuhuan.
However, Yan Yuhuan was already much stronger than the two of them, and the countless thunderbolts in the spiritual formation kept bombarding Mu Hao and the beautiful woman, leaving the two of them stretched thin and in danger.
Suddenly, countless thunderbolts gathered into a river, covering the beautiful woman and Mu Hao, making the two of them resist in a panic, but only a few flaws were revealed.
Yan Yuhuan grabbed this flaw and shot out a spear, piercing the beautiful woman's chest and completely shattering her heart.
Wow!
The beautiful woman spat out a mouthful of blood, stared at Yan Yuhuan, and then fell down helplessly.
The moment he killed the beautiful woman with one shot, Yan Yuhuan's gun changed momentum and stabbed Mu Hao between the eyebrows like a poisonous snake.
Mu Hao barely resisted the thundering river. He held his two swords in front of him and clashed head-on with the blood spear. He grunted and flew backwards.
Yan Yuhuan chased after Mu Hao without giving Mu Hao any chance to breathe. His spear was as powerful as a dragon and his every move was deadly.
After more than ten moves, Mu Hao screamed and watched helplessly as the blood gun penetrated the center of his eyebrows and his head exploded.
At the same time, the darkness around Jinchan Ridge gradually dissipated, revealing the blue sky and white clouds, as well as the broken vegetation and hills in the mountains.
Whizzing!
Mu Feng and Zhou Qian rushed out from the mountain col and looked at the bodies of Mu Hao, the beautiful woman and others. Mu Feng nodded with satisfaction, while Zhou Qian was shocked and looked at Yan Yuhuan in awe.
He knew that Yan Yuhuan was not weak, but he did not expect that he was so strong that he actually killed thirteen strong men in Mu Shen Mansion, including two ninth-level martial masters and two eighth-level martial masters.