Dacheng's Nine Heavens Sutra was running, and the powerful internal force was flowing throughout his body. Zhuo Mufeng felt as if there was a super volcano inside his body, which was erupting violently. He had inexhaustible power, and through the action of swinging his sword, he struggled to vent it.
go out!
The sword energy mask that was shattered all over the body condensed into one body in an instant, and became stronger. The speed of the jet-black sword slashing suddenly slowed down greatly. Under the obstruction of the sword energy mask, a harsh creaking sound was made.
It's like two pieces of broken glass rubbing against each other.
Where there was friction, sparks flew out all over the sky, mixed with strong sword aura.
Before the gray lines drawn by the stone powder dispersed, they were immediately pierced by sparks and flowed in all directions. The mountains and rocks were burned, the trees were burned, and accompanied by the roaring explosion, large swaths of stones fell towards the two fighting men.
Top of head.
The faces of the masters of the Haoqi Sect were pale, and they could only use their weapons to resist the sparks, powder and stones falling from their heads. When the first circle of sword energy came out, they were like duckweeds rippled on the river.
, all of them spurted out blood and flew out helplessly.
Seeing that the second wave of sword energy was about to disperse, these people couldn't help but look desperate, knowing that in their current state, they would never be able to stop it.
But at this moment, a silver-white sword light only flickered for a moment, then tore open the void, suddenly lit up in the center of the battle, turned into a reverse-curling waterfall of sword energy, and majestically struck the pitch-black sword light head-on.
Boom!
The whole cave in the mountain, not only the air, but also the surrounding mountains seemed to be shaking, the ground shook, and the already dilapidated trees swayed here and there.
Perhaps the energy of the sword was too condensed, and it did not explode for a while. Several Haoqi Sect masters more than ten feet away could only feel that there were swords and swords clashing between the heaven and the earth. The sky was full of sword lights and sword shadows, and even their souls were about to be torn apart.
This was their first time, and perhaps the only time in their lives, to watch a battle between super masters at close range, and the shock in their hearts could not be greater.
"Why don't you leave and wait to die?"
A voice came into the ears of several people, speaking very fast. These people seemed to be waking up from a dream, and their survival instinct made them jump up immediately regardless of their injuries, and rushed into the cave.
In the center of the battle, countless sword shadows were flowing, each of which was enough to penetrate the boulder. In just ten breaths, no one knows how many swords broke out.
The man in black robes finally showed a strong sense of shock for the first time in his sarcastic and cold eyes. With a roar, he swelled his arms to the limit, and with all his strength, he kept pressing down the Galan Sword with the scimitar in his hand.
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Not only that, the scimitar itself also emits wisps of strange, dark and murderous aura. Ordinary people may be scared to death when exposed to this aura. Even great experts will tremble when they are first stimulated, which will affect their reactions.
It's a pity that the Jialan Sword is a Buddhist treasure, and it is also a four-star level. Sensing the gloomy aura of the scimitar, a bright, compassionate, and benevolent Bodhi aura emitted. The gloomy aura was like white snow meeting the scorching sun, and he immediately scoffed.
Steam up.
Even the man in black robes was affected. His skill was slightly blocked by this Buddhist aura, and his downward pressure stopped. His eyes were full of shock and anger, and he roared: "Kill!"
Dark Night Pavilion tried to kill Zhengdao, but the man in black robe barely got rid of the influence of the Jialan Sword. The scimitar was against the Jialan Sword and slashed towards Zhuo Mufeng's neck.
Zhuo Mufeng was almost reaching his limit. At this time, both sides had no way out. They could not change their moves or dodge, otherwise they would only be killed by their opponents.
Before the opponent's blow was finished, Zhuo Mufeng could not take advantage of his powerful internal strength, but he laughed loudly. The strength displayed by this man in black robe was probably better than that of Dongfang Changsheng, but he was able to take a single blow and defeat him.
Being undefeated is only slightly less than three points at most. Does it mean that his strength is no longer weaker than that of Dongfang Changsheng, or even better?
Today, he, Zhuo Mufeng, has finally stood at the top of the world, and he no longer has to shrink back and be afraid of anyone! With his heroic heart aroused, Zhuo Mufeng gritted his teeth, and the Jialan Sword stopped three inches in front of him.
At this point, the scimitar can no longer move forward.
Amidst the sizzling friction sound, the energy of the swords colliding with each other finally exploded, and there was only an earth-shattering loud noise. Centered on the two of them, the entire cave in the mountain became a vast expanse of white, like countless flashing lights flashing violently.
After escaping into the cave, the few Haoqi Sect masters who arrived at the entrance of the cave only felt their eyes stinging and closed their eyes in unison. Some people made formations, some moved stones, and when the cave entrance opened wide, several people flew desperately.
When they went out, there was a roar from behind, and the mountain wall dozens of feet high shook violently, and countless stone chips rolled down.
Several people staggered and fell to the ground, their hair was scattered, their bodies were covered in mud, and their eyes lost focus, but they did not dare to stay and mustered up their remaining strength to continue running away.
In the cave in the mountain, the four stone walls surrounding the valley were flattened from bottom to top by the energy of the sword. The originally convex boulders exploded one after another, causing a torrential rain of stones, which almost blocked the sunlight above the head.
The two figures retreated each other, and finally stood twenty feet apart. Even though the stone rain was densely packed, no matter how heavy the falling stones were, they would be shattered three feet above their heads.
The man in black robe stared straight at Zhuo Mufeng, almost unable to move away, and his chest rose and fell violently, showing the turmoil in his heart.
With his knowledge and character for killing people without planning and planning countless things, he had not lost his composure like this for many years, and he thought that nothing in the world could make him lose his composure like this.
He never expected that the first person to make him make an exception would be Zhuo Mufeng, a guy who in his eyes was only worthy of carrying the master's shoes!
What he wanted to say was not said out loud. The man in black robe seemed to want to carve it into Zhuo Mufeng's mind. He jumped up and touched the smooth cliff, and soon the trace was gone.
Zhuo Mufeng watched the other party leave and did not start to chase him. He just held the Jialan sword in front of him with both hands and stood silently in the rain of stones that was about to fall.
After blinking several times, a figure in white fell next to Zhuo Mufeng, bringing with it a fragrant breeze.
"Brother, are you okay?" The person who came was extremely beautiful, with almond-shaped eyes as clear as water. Without waiting for Zhuo Mufeng to speak, she reached out to check his pulse.
Zhuo Mufeng grabbed the woman's slender hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and smiled sideways at the woman: "Sister, don't worry, in today's world, except for those legendary masters and you, few people can hurt me."
The sister in white breathed a sigh of relief, her gentle eyebrows finally relaxed a little, and she smiled softly: "My younger brother is indeed very qualified. In a while, he will surpass me."
Zhuo Mufeng put his sword on his waist, raised his other hand, carefully caressed the fat face of his sister in white, and said narrowly: "It doesn't matter whether you are more or less, I only want my sister to protect me for the rest of my life, will you be willing to do it?"
The sister in white clothes suddenly felt like her face was on fire. Being touched by him seemed to feel like an electric current went straight to the tip of her heart, itching and numbing. She panicked and looked away from Zhuo Mufeng, and let out a hum as thin as a mosquito.
Zhuo Mufeng burst out laughing happily. If he hadn't noticed that Yao Wu and the others had arrived, he would have hugged his sister in white and expressed affection for her.
As soon as Yao Wu and the other two rushed in, they saw the devastated scene. They immediately wanted to ask what was going on, but when they saw Zhuo Mufeng teasing Yan Yiqing, they were speechless.
Are you feeling like this even before your affairs are over? Or are you thinking about nothing else all day long, just this little thing?
Aunt Lei had the deepest hatred for Dark Night Pavilion. She coughed a few times and asked, "Master, what just happened?"
Zhuo Mufeng finally let go of the shy sister in white, turned around to face the five people not far away, and said: "As we expected, the man in the cloak really wanted to harm me and sent a master over. You guys came here a little later."
Late, did you encounter trouble on the road?"
The answer this time was Yao Wu, who said in a deep voice: "Dark Night Pavilion is very powerful and has sent seven assassins, all of whom are Hexiang realm warriors."
Zhuo Mufeng couldn't help but be shocked by this number.
Each family in the Twelve Holy Lands only has two or three super masters, and the Demon Sect is even worse. On average, there is not even one. And the killer organization that was said to be destroyed more than 400 years ago can actually produce seven super masters?
No, there were eight people including the one who attacked and killed him. This was a force that shocked the world!
It is conceivable that even the top-level combat power is so terrifying, so the high-level combat power and mid-level combat power of Dark Night Pavilion are not much weaker.
All along, Zhuo Mufeng thought that he had overestimated the cloaked man as much as possible to avoid being plotted. But this time, Lou Linxuan designed a scene on a whim, which exposed the cloaked man's power, which made Zhuo Mufeng even more worried.
Trembling with fear.
Zhuo Mufeng asked hurriedly: "What about the seven assassins? Didn't you kill them?"
Yao Wu glanced at his sister in white and replied: "If I wait to attack with all my strength, at most one or two people will be left behind, but that may not be appropriate."
Zhuo Mufeng raised his eyebrows. The request to hide his strength was indeed made by him, but at that time he didn't know that the cloaked man would send out such a lineup. If Zhuo Mufeng were present, he thought that it would be better to kill one or two people than to expose his strength.
A super expert is more cost-effective.
The sister in white, who had been paying attention to Zhuo Mufeng's expression, lowered her head in shame and twisted her sleeves with her hands.
Just listen to Yao Wudao: "The sect master doesn't know something. Dark Night Pavilion acts mysteriously. Four or five hundred years ago, it was an organization that everyone in the world was afraid of. The most terrifying thing is that this killer organization seems to have a secret method that can make people more...
It is easy to break through the Hexiang Realm. My subordinates are worried that they have more than this, so if they kill one or two, it is better to hide their strength."
These words were shocking. The expressions of several people who didn't know the inside story all changed. Even the sister in white raised her head.
Du Yuehong said anxiously: "Smelly scholar, where did you hear this?"
Yao Wu: "Last time, the sect leader told me about the Dark Night Pavilion, so I asked my confidants to look it up in the Xiejiliu's classics. Fortunately, I got something. But you don't need to worry too much. That secret method seems to have great potential.
Due to the shortcomings, the strength of the breakthroughr is far less than the normal breakthrough. Moreover, it is easier, but without peerless talent, it is still difficult to enter the realm of unity."