"Young master, I am also an important inheritor of the Taoist sect. The future Taoist disciple is being hunted like this, just like a lost dog. If my master finds out, he will definitely spread my ass!" Duan De complained while complaining.
, while cursing angrily.
He was very angry, but it was of no use. He could defeat the ordinary disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, but he could not defeat the powerful warriors of the other side.
He couldn't defeat the four great geniuses of Lingjian Sect. If he was entangled by them and the four great geniuses came over, he would really have to wait for death.
Wang Churan said to him: "Okay, leave quickly, we will be finished if they catch up later."
At this time, Wang Churan's face was solemn. In fact, she was not worried about herself, but mainly worried about Su Qiye.
Now that the people from Lingjian Sect, Sword King's Mansion, and Longlou Mountain have surrounded them, Su Qiye has also fallen into a crisis.
After all, Su Qiye has offended too many people, including Jian Wushuang, Zhao Suyue, Mu Wufeng, He Kun, and Jian Shisan.
If you mention any one of them, their strength and cultivation far exceed that of Su Qiye.
Bang!
A big tree was chopped off with a sword and collapsed on the road ahead of the two people escaping, blocking their way.
"What? You want to leave as soon as you come, so please stay." A cold voice sounded from not far behind the two of them.
Wang Churan and Duan De both turned around and looked.
I saw a man wearing blue clothes, holding a long blue sword in his hand, looking at Wang Churan and Duan De indifferently.
"Mu Wufeng?" Duan De said after seeing this man.
Wang Churan frowned slightly and said nothing. She knew deep down in her heart that if she wanted to leave here today, a big battle would inevitably occur.
"Duan De? I really didn't expect to meet you here." When Mu Wufeng looked at Duan De, a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
The two of them were as if they were enemies meeting, and they were extremely jealous.
"It turns out it's you, little bastard. You're really lucky that I didn't strangle you last time." Duan De cursed Mu Wufeng when he saw him.
I don't know if there was any grudge between these two people, but they started fighting each other without even raising their swords.
Wang Churan looked at the two people and said: "Since we are enemies meeting, let's fight."
After speaking, Wang Churan raised the long sword in his hand.
Although he is only in the Wuzong realm, he is still a tenth-level Wuzong.
When Duan De saw this scene, he nodded and said, "Yeah."
The two looked at each other and looked like they had made up their minds and were ready to fight.
On the opposite side, when Na Mu Wufeng saw this scene, he narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a gloomy look on his face.
He said: "Come on, you two come together, I can defeat you with one hand!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Duan De and Wang Churan seemed to have made an agreement, and they immediately turned around and ran away.
This sudden scene left Mu Wufeng completely confused.
The Spirit Sword Sect disciples beside Mu Wufeng were also stunned.
What situation?
Didn’t you say we wanted to fight?
Before they could react, Wang Churan and Duan De had already escaped hundreds of meters away.
"How dare you play tricks on me!" Mu Wufeng finally came to his senses at this moment. It was as if his brain had short-circuited just now.
He originally thought that Wang Churan and Duan De would rush over immediately, but he didn't expect that these two people ran away.
The next moment, Mu Wufeng released a violent killing spirit.
"Damn it, catch them!" Mu Wufeng yelled.
The other disciples of the Lingjian Sect also rushed forward, trying to catch Duan De and Wang Churan.
At this time, Duan De and Wang Churan both used their own unique skills and fled like crazy.
"That idiot, you really thought we were going to duel with him. You are just like an idiot. He was like this before and was treated like a monkey by me." Duan De laughed as he ran away.
This guy's laughter was so loud that Mu Wufeng behind him could hear it clearly.
When he heard Duan De's wanton smile, Mu Wufeng's face became even more gloomy, and he was about to be filled with anger.
Wang Churan also showed a smile and said, "Okay, if you still laugh, you will make him mad to death later."
When he said this, Wang Churan did not lower his voice, but deliberately raised his voice so that Na Mu Wufeng could hear it.
This made Mu Wufeng even more angry.
"Surround them all, don't let me go!"
Mu Wufeng roared angrily from behind and chased the two of them at the same time.
However, both Duan De and Wang Churan had special footwork, so they escaped very quickly.
For a time, these guys couldn't catch up with the two of them.
Even if they caught up, they would only be greeted by Wang Churan's sword light or Duan De's orders.
boom!
Duan De ordered it to be smashed down, and a second-grade Martial King of Lingjian Sect was directly smashed into pieces of flesh.
"A mere second-grade Martial King dares to block my way." Duan De said with disdain.
At this moment, several monks from the Spirit Sword Sect also appeared in front of Wang Churan.
All of them are in the Martial King realm, the strongest one has reached the third level Martial King level, and the remaining two are in the first level Martial King level.
"Let's stop here, otherwise don't blame the sword in my hand for not recognizing anyone!" The third-level Martial King Realm expert on the opposite side said to Wang Churan indifferently.
In their opinion, Wang Churan is just a person who has cultivated in the Wuzong realm, but they are all in the Wuwang realm, and they have to control Wang Churan no matter what.
"Really?" Wang Churan responded with a sneer. She continued to rush forward and the sword in her hand began to dance.
"How about I help you beat them all to death?" Duan De suddenly asked.
"No, I'll do it myself!" Wang Churan's face was cold, how dare someone look down on her.
As soon as Duan De finished speaking, several Martial King Realm monks appeared in front of him again.
"Oh, you really can't shed tears until you see the coffin." Duan De frowned with a fierce look on his face.
Chi!
Wang Churan stabbed out with his sword.
When the third-level Martial King opposite saw this, his eyes were filled with disdain and even sarcasm.
In his opinion, Wang Churan's sword was too weak.
"Hmph, you brought this upon yourself." The third-grade Martial King snorted coldly, ready to draw his sword and take action.
However, at this moment, a first-grade Martial King realm beside him spoke.
"Let me do it, I'll take care of this stinky bitch." The Spirit Sword Sect monk who was in the Martial King Realm was very arrogant, and he didn't take Wang Churan seriously at all.
"Go to hell!" This level of Martial King Realm said with a sneer on his face.
Then this guy waved the long sword in his hand and performed a sword technique.
boom!
As soon as this sword technique was used, there was an explosion in the air.
I saw a fierce tiger emerging boldly.
"Let you try my Tiger Sword Technique!" This level of Martial King said indifferently.
However, Wang Churan's face was cold and her eyes were cold.
He stabbed directly with a sword, which looked ordinary.
But as soon as it came into contact with the opponent's Tiger Sword Art, the so-called Tiger Sword Art immediately collapsed.
When the first-grade Martial King across the street saw this scene, his eyes widened with horror on his face.
He did not expect that Wang Churan would easily break through his sword technique.
However, before he could be shocked for long, the next moment he felt a sharp energy rushing towards his face, and at the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his neck.
Then he felt a stream of hot liquid pouring out of his neck.