Mu Tao turned around and found Su Xian running towards her with a look of horror on her face. There was a bright red blood stain on her left shoulder. She must have been seriously injured.
Su Xian seemed to have seen a life-saving straw and hurriedly hid behind Mu Tao.
Behind him, Nie Yueming's eyes were completely covered with a layer of frightening black. He behaved crazily and kept spitting out obscene words. He was holding a green and black brick in his hand and was chasing after Su Xian.
Seeing Mu Tao, his already dirty words became more frivolous and wanton.
"Obscene!" Mu Tao scolded.
He lowered his body and dodged the bricks shot by Nie Yueming. He tapped Nie Yueming's back lightly with the hilt of his sword, causing the latter to pass out.
This man is so ruthless that even if he can't choose his favorite magic weapon, he ends up being so obscene and despicable even if his mind is manipulated.
She felt a little nauseous and stepped on the unconscious man's head with her toes. Suddenly she remembered that Su Xian was still behind her. She coughed twice in embarrassment and quietly took back the foot that stepped on his head.
"Miss Mu, my senior brother... suddenly went crazy for some reason, and said he wanted to..." Su Xian panted, and tears fell down. She was extremely wronged.
"Don't worry, his mind was just controlled. As long as he escapes from the horse crying grave formation, he will be able to recover as before." Mu Tao hugged Su Xian and comforted him.
Su Xian wiped her tears: "Then Mr. Song and Li You, too..."
"Yeah." Mu Tao nodded lightly.
Little did they know that at this moment, the pupils of Su Xian, who was still delicate and pitiful, turned pitch black. He slowly reached behind his back with one hand, took out a sharp dagger, raised it high, and stabbed Mu Tao in the back of the head with all his strength.
That posture seemed to penetrate him as well.
In a daze, Su Xian suddenly felt that her chest was empty. Mu Tao, who had hugged her tightly, turned into the golden hairpin sword. She exclaimed, and just when she was about to turn around, Mu Tao quietly appeared behind her and struck her.
The sharp knife struck Su Xian on the back.
"I'm offended." Mu Tao said softly while holding Su Xian, who was as limp as mud and fell asleep.
In the distance, there was another round of fist fights that shook all directions. The dark clouds in the sky were beaten into a flat 'drum face' by bursts of earth-shattering fists. Whenever there was a new round of fists, the energy was strong.
When it rose from the ground, a ripple appeared on the surface of the drum.
The ancestor of the Mu family had completely ignored the burning of his soul by the fire of karma, and forcefully inhaled two breaths of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, once again raising his cultivation level to a higher level. Then his legs were like piles falling to the ground, motionless, and his upper body fell backwards. What a coincidence.
Unfortunately, Xia Ze's whip kick was cleverly dodged.
Even so, the divine wind in this offensive still cut a deep wound on his chest. Mu Ji, covered in flames, locked Xia Ze's arms tightly, like a green onion, and held Xia backward with his whole body.
Fall down.
The ground dropped, and Xia Ze's feet were facing upwards, stuck straight into the soil.
Mu Ji endured the severe pain, his eyes flashed fiercely and he laughed loudly, then he raised his fists to the sky and struck Xia Ze brazenly.
With a flower in front of him, Xia Ze, who was originally stuck in the soil like an onion, turned into the Lihuo Bahuang Sword exuding a rich fire spirit. There was a looming fire dragon, winding around the sword, and the sound of burning firewood bursting from time to time.
.
"Sword solution?" he said to himself.
Xia Ze suddenly appeared behind him and waved out all the talismans without reservation.
"Xuan Lei Talisman!"
"The Lord Yan tests the fire talisman!"
"Ice Soul Talisman!"
"Ji Master winnowing talisman."
Thunder and lightning, fire, ice, hurricane, all kinds of talismans appeared frequently.
Mu Ji received them one by one, breaking through the surging lightning with one punch, and using his body to shake the fierce fire. The ice of the Ice Soul Talisman only froze his ankles slightly, and was easily broken.
The old man showed some seriousness when he was dealing with the four roaring winds summoned by the master of the talisman to winnow the talisman. In the end, he completely destroyed Xia Ze's talisman spell by himself.
Xia Ze's face was solemn. Although the talisman was just a means of delaying time, the old man's body was too strong, completely beyond his understanding of a martial artist's body. It was like rolling in magma.
The martial artist of the Tenth Realm Mingwang Realm, who was polished by the tsunami waves that hit the sky, is so terrifying.
No matter how well he hides it, it's useless. On his back, there are three deep fist marks, all of which were hit by the old man's fist. If it weren't for this robe that contains the supreme divine personality of Taiyi, the God of Rescue from Suffering,
If he resisted, he would probably have died long ago.
Not to mention that the strength of the second-level martial artist is against Mu Ji, who has reached the seventh-level strength. The white robe is now damaged in many places, and even the light on it has dimmed a bit. I am afraid it will be consumed soon.
Almost exhausted.
Mu Ji was like a mighty King Kong. As the battle progressed, his fighting spirit became more intense. He endured the severe pain caused by the raging fire and waved: "Come!"
Xia Ze did not react to Mu Ji's provocative move, and his breath became chaotic. He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid breath, like the roots of an old tree, steadily planting a Heaven and Earth Liangyi stake.
Heaven is above your head, Mother Earth is stepping on the clear water, and your fists are rising and falling to protect the universe.
Mu Ji here was the first to be unable to hold on any longer, sneered, stomped on the ground, and darted towards him in a flash, with this punch, the color of the wind and rain changed.
Xia Ze held a breath of martial arts energy, as steady as a mountain, and punched out.
The two fists collided without making any sound, then one punch was withdrawn, and the next punch came again.
Mu Ji marveled at the shrewdness of this kid's boxing skills. Although he was inexperienced, this seemingly simple punch actually contained divine intention. Every bit of it was used very delicately, and it was able to neutralize the strength of his punch silently.
Two bulges appeared on his back, and the fire on Mu Ji's body expanded again. Two new thick arms came out of his body and firmly caught Xia Ze's fists.
Smiling contemptuously, he clapped his other two arms inward. If he clasped his hands together, his head would turn into a ball of paste, no matter what gods and earthly beings you are.
Xia Ze's eyes flashed with white light, he took a step forward, and with Tieshan's fist move, his whole body crashed into the old man's arms.
Mu Ji felt a sweet sensation in his throat. In his unbelievable eyes, he was hit by Xia Ze's supreme punch, which contained the pinnacle of his whole body's fisting intention. He hit the target squarely in the face.
Mu Ji could only feel the sharp pain radiating from his meridians and limbs, like a bow string that was about to be broken. With a slight movement of his body, he flew out like a kite with its string broken, and landed in a deep pit.
Xia Ze slowly withdrew the posture, but in fact, there was already a surge in the Qi Palace. The muscles and veins in his whole body were like curled threads. The speeding spiritual energy was blocked in the acupoints, and had no choice but to backflow into the Qi Palace. He turned pale and spat out.
A mouthful of blood.
There was no extra time for him to breathe, so he clasped his hands in front of his chest. With a thought, the Lihuo Bahuang Sword was caught in his hands. He immediately raised the sword and prepared for the old man's next attack.
Sure enough, there was a sword energy in the deep pit that seemed to open up the world. It soared into the sky and completely dispersed the thunderclouds that had been accumulated for a long time. Even if there were no dark clouds to cover the darkness, the horse was crying in the grave.
Dark as day and night.
The tall old man walked out of the pit and tore off a crippled arm with an expressionless expression. His whole body was filled with sword energy, shaking the world.
"He is also a martial artist, he is also very accomplished in swordsmanship, and he can also use talismans. You and Mu Tao are a perfect match for you." When he said this, his dark eyes shone with starlight, showing a bit of a twinkle.
The passing clarity.
But the next moment, Xia Ze saw the powerful strength of this old man. He had no sword in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the ground was cut open by a sword energy as strong as a tsunami amid bursts of roaring sounds.
Mu Tao stood silently in front of Xia Ze. The original flower-blue robe was replaced by a red robe, and a yellow shawl was held in her hands. In the latter's stunned eyes, she said undeniably
Sentence: "Stand here and don't move, I'm here."
The red robe shone brightly, and in Xia Ze's opinion, Mu Tao looked more like the female spirit behind her.
The sword danced in a circle, but the oncoming sword energy was blocked by Mu Tao's sword.
This monstrous sword energy, as ferocious as a tsunami, seemed to be wrestling with Mu Tao's entire body, refusing to give way to anyone.
Although Xia Ze couldn't move, his eyes could see clearly. At this time, although Mu Ji didn't have a sword in his hand, it was more like he had reached the realm of the integration of man and sword. Plants, trees, bamboos and rocks could be used as swords at his fingertips, or
Said that he himself is the strongest sword in this world.
Mu Ji saw Mu Tao blocking the blow, shouted loudly, and swung out two sword energy again, hitting the previous one.
Mu Tao's face remained normal, she pressed her toes, and the red light was dazzling. She used a clever move to skillfully turn the two sword energy to the other end.
Tongzifeng, which was diagonally behind, was severely damaged. Rocks rolled down and a deep ravine appeared on the mountain.
Mu Ji seemed to be in a trance, and the darkness in his eyes dissipated. Looking at Mu Tao, who was wearing a cassock, there was some surprise on his face, but this subtle emotion was soon covered by cold cruelty.
"Sorry, it took me some time to fully accept this half of my immortal body." Mu Tao said.
Xia Ze shook his head and said, "But if Miss Mu comes later, she will be beaten to death by him."
"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Mu Tao did not look at him.
The young man had no unnecessary emotions and just whispered: "I am the follower of Miss Mu. I will go to Shandao Mountain and to the sea of fire. I will go wherever you go."
Without waiting for Mu Tao to react, he gently grabbed Mu Tao's slender waist, picked her up, and ran straight to Calabash Peak behind him.
There was a rare trace of panic on Mu Ji's face, but he still quickly slashed out sword energy and struck everyone.
He suddenly screamed and clutched his head tightly. There seemed to be thousands of voices in his mind, dividing his remaining sanity. Finally, he gathered his thoughts and climbed up the mountainside with all his strength.
When the hurricane broke out, the woman's red robe shone brightly, her steps were light, and her sword was as powerful as a flying phoenix.
Thunder and fire came, and the young man's white cassock was as clear as the sky tomorrow. He was angry and bullfighting, and a divine sword came out of the mad dragon's mouth.
Unexpectedly, the old man did not put up any defense, opened his arms, and allowed the giant sword formed by the fusion of two completely different sword energies to penetrate his body.
Mu Ji had a happy smile on his face, as if he had exhausted all his energy at once.
After a cup of tea, this wave of force dissipated.
Mu Tao and Xia Ze looked at each other in confusion.
A man whose face was completely covered in a black robe quietly appeared behind Mu Tao and slapped her on the back of the head.
"Be careful!" Xia Ze had no time to make any defense. In desperation, he pushed Mu Tao away. As a result, his own heavenly spirit completely caught this fatal palm.
The blood in Mu Tao's body seemed to have completely solidified at this moment, and she was shivering in hell.