Zhuo Mufeng's eyes narrowed. Whether it was personal grudges or sect positions, he and Night Villa were destined to be enemies. However, he was not in a hurry to show up, but was prepared to see the situation first before talking.
There were quite a few people fighting each other at the scene, most of them were Star Bridge level contests, and the most eye-catching ones were undoubtedly the two pairs.
One of the pairs is a white-faced man and a middle-aged man in black. The latter's face is somewhat impressive to Zhuo Mufeng, and he seems to be an ordinary elder of Black Night Villa, but he has not been able to get through the Rendu lineage.
The white-faced man used a sword to deal with him, advancing and retreating. He was obviously a master at the same level.
The other pair was more powerful. Within a few feet of the two fighting, no one could get close. The white sword light and the black fog entangled and stirred with each other, and the dirt ground was carved with knives of different shades.
mark.
"You, the Black Night Villa, pretend to be an upright family, but you actually do such a despicable and shameless thing!" The man in the armor with a sword glowing roared angrily.
He wielded a seven-hole ring sword in his hand and used both arms to slash at the opponent with heavy sword light. He tried his best to protect the beautiful and mature woman behind him, who was about twenty-seven or eighty-year-old.
"Despicable? We just take back what belongs to us."
The opponent of the well-dressed man was an old man in black with a gray beard, holding a snake-headed iron crutch, and black gas spurted out from the snake's mouth.
As the well-dressed man danced in front of him in an airtight manner, the black air was bounced away and splashed onto the surrounding vegetation, which immediately withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, a small number of them passed through the knife net and invaded the body of the strong man in the strong suit. The strong man in the strong suit was dazzled and resisted dizziness and vomiting, insisting on not taking a step back.
Whoosh!
A poison dart took advantage of the strong man's attention and shot at the beautiful woman who was resting against a tree trunk behind him. The latter was panting for breath, her chest was bleeding, and she could only watch the dart attack.
"Sister Yinyin!"
Someone shouted around, and then several men rushed over desperately, trying to block the darts, but they were immediately entangled by their opponents, and they could only curse helplessly and anxiously.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, the strong-armed man bit the tip of his tongue. The severe pain made him wake up a little. He kicked his feet on the ground with the strongest strength in his life, and flew back like a cannonball. He slashed with the long knife, and with a clang, he was in danger.
He also nearly knocked away the poison dart.
At the same time, he forcibly moved his body to block the surging black mist with his back. Amidst the soft chissing sound, the man in the best suit grunted, staggered forward and fell forward, and his face was instantly covered with a layer of black energy. It was obvious that
It's quite a poisoning.
"Brother Wei, be careful!"
The beautiful woman leaning against the tree trunk showed panic for the first time. She had never lost her composure before when she was assassinated by poisonous darts.
Wei Chen forced himself to calm down. He had experienced many similar life-and-death fights and believed he could survive this time. He let out a loud roar. Wei Chen endured his weakness and struck three times in a row. Each strike was more powerful than the previous one.
But the power dropped off a cliff.
"You have been poisoned by me, and you still want to fight to the death. You are overestimating your own capabilities."
The old man in black chuckled sinisterly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes. On the surface, Dark Night Villa is a well-known and upright family, so the story of robbing the wandering cultivators must not be spread. All these people will die, and he ordered: "Kill them all for me.
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He took the lead and swung the snake-headed iron crutch, hitting Wei Chen's head hard, causing the air to make a roaring explosion sound.
"Brother!"
The white-faced man wanted to rescue, but was entangled by the middle-aged man in black. The other casual cultivators in the world were even more unbearable. Although their cultivation levels were similar, the martial arts practiced by the masters of Black Night Villa were more sophisticated. As time went by, the group of casual cultivators fell into
Downwind.
The blood mist exploded, and one after another the casual cultivators fell to the ground and died.
Anger arose in Zhuo Mufeng's heart, and a sense of passion and justice emanating from his bones urged him to help, so that the people of Dark Night Villa could not succeed.
The so-called enemy of my enemy is my friend, and the group of people in front of me should be considered friends.
Seeing that Wei Chen, with his bloody courage, barely managed to take two moves, he was knocked away by the old man in black. Blood spurted from his mouth, and he staggered and forced himself to stand up. The injured and beautiful woman dragged her body, intending to block him in front of him.
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Zhuo Mufeng quickly took out the disguise mask that Balong gave him last time, put it on his face, pulled his bun apart, and let his black hair hang freely. Finally, he put the Amber Divine Sword into the Quanwu Triple Gate and replaced it with
A sword of longevity with no obvious features.
"Brother Wei, leave quickly and leave me alone!"
The beautiful woman's eyes were filled with tears, and she shouted almost desperately. She mustered up her remaining inner strength, endured dizziness, and stabbed the old man in black. Before the sword was handed to him, his delicate body fell down first.
"court death."
The old man in black showed a ferocious smile, and in front of Wei Chen, he hit the beautiful woman on the head with a crook. If the crook was successful, the brain would burst.
"No!"
Wei Chen's eyes were red, but it was too late to save him.
Just when the beautiful woman thought she was certain to die, a fierce blast of wind sounded, followed by a loud shout: "Old man, you must die!"
Before the pressure was even close, a majestic and powerful white sword light had already struck the old man in black. If he insisted on killing the beautiful woman, he would also be injured.
In desperation, the old man in black had to forcefully change his moves, spin his body, draw circles with the iron crutch, and smash the white sword light into pieces. He looked at the person with a stern expression, but saw that the person was in mid-air, and his figure suddenly blurred.
, like a twisted and elongated silhouette, while he was confused, an extremely strong leg force had already hit him.
This move seemed familiar. The old man in black thought of Zhuo Mufeng's unique move "Chasing Death" that night when he defeated Xiao Wutong. His expression suddenly changed, and a cruel smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.
His skinny arms bulged, and his skill was raised to the extreme. While the snake head sprayed out thick black air, Tieguai swept across Zhuo Mufeng with lightning speed. Because of its speed, a circle was formed in front of him.
A black fan shadow composed of countless iron crutches.
With his decades of internal strength, he believed that this blow would definitely cause the opponent to suffer a lot.
clang!
The iron crutch and the Changsheng Sword collided with each other, causing a loud and shocking sound. The force was blown around like a strong wind, pulling back the long hair of the old man in black and Zhuo Mufeng.
A huge force surged toward Zhuo Mufeng's arm along the Changsheng Sword, but was rebounded by the strange force in his body.
This is the moment!
Zhuo Mufeng seized the opportunity, and his leg strength, which had been prepared for a long time, exploded wildly, driving his body like a sea of scorching solar wind, roaring towards the old man in black.
Chasing fate, one of the eleven legs, one leg and two minds, the scorching sun and strong wind!
"What?"
The old man in black never expected that Zhuo Mufeng would not be affected. His full blow was like a mud cow sinking into the sea. Just as he was about to move, the severe pain in his chest spread like a tide.
He flew out uncontrollably, and while he was still in the air, a stream of blood mist spurted out from his back chest several meters away, knocking down three big trees, and by the time he landed on the ground, he was already dead.
"Kill them, don't let them go, leave no one behind!"
Zhuo Mufeng deliberately suppressed his voice, sounding like a middle-aged man. After killing the old man in black, he immediately rushed towards the nearest master of Night Villa.
The casual cultivators around them thought that they would not escape death today, but unexpectedly, a twist of fate occurred, and a righteous man with strong martial arts skills was killed midway.
Seeing how brave Zhuo Mufeng was, their momentum surged, and under the stimulation of survival, they burst out with unprecedented strength, unexpectedly catching the masters of Dark Night Villa off guard.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Using the Divine Sword Technique, Zhuo Mufeng entered the flock like a tiger. Relying on the power of the magic dragon's inner elixir, he directly cut off heads one after another, ignoring the attacks from the opposite side.
His internal strength is strong and he is not afraid of attacks. This is completely an unequal one-sided crushing. The masters of Night Villa were frightened. They did not expect that this ugly monster's martial arts was so high. They tried to escape, but were killed.
Loose cultivators were entangled.
These casual cultivators also know that they must kill everyone today, otherwise the news will be leaked and they will not be able to withstand the revenge of Black Night Villa.
The middle-aged man in black also tried to escape, but was entangled by the white-faced man, and their expressions were completely reversed. Not long after, Zhuo Mufeng came to kill him, without any nonsense, he raised his hand with a sword.
The sword was drawn out, blood spattered, and the head of the middle-aged man in black rose into the sky. He still had an expression of disbelief on his face until he died.
The white-faced man was also deeply shocked by Zhuo Mufeng's skill and couldn't help but stay on the spot.
"What are you doing standing there, why don't you let me kill the enemy?"
Zhuo Mufeng glared at the other person, who seemed to be waking up from a dream. He was also considered the core figure of a first-class force. He was used to giving orders, but at this time he did not dare to disobey Zhuo Mufeng's will.
The two of them had their hands free, and the result was as you can imagine, those masters of Dark Night Villa who were worse in strength had no chance to escape and were killed one by one.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, everyone died on the spot. These casual cultivators were not at ease. They checked back and forth among the corpses, and stabbed those who were still alive. In short, they did not leave any possible survivors.
"Brother Wei, are you okay?" The beautiful woman looked nervously at Wei Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and slowly opened his eyes after doing the exercises.
The black air on Wei Chen's face dissipated a lot, he stood up and walked to her side, squatted down and said: "The old guy's poison power is not strong enough. My internal power has the effect of repelling poison. I will adjust my breath for a few days.
Then you can recover.”
The beautiful woman suddenly showed an extremely bright smile. Turning her eyes, she suddenly tried to stand up on the ground. Wei Chen quickly supported her, but before he could stop her, she had already smiled towards the opposite side and said: "Thank you for your help, brother."
, Wu Yinyin’s great kindness for saving lives will be engraved in my heart!”
It turned out that Zhuo Mufeng came over, and Wei Chen also showed a sincere and hearty smile: "Brother, your martial arts is extraordinary, is he a master on the Earth Spirit List?"
Zhuo Mufeng, who was wearing a disguise mask, had skin as rough as old tree bark. He looked to be in his forties. In addition, in order to cover up the edges of the mask, he deliberately wore his black hair loose, making him look even more carefree.
Zhuo Mufeng was amused. He could kill people who were slightly stronger than him, much more easily than the masters on the Earth Spirit Ranking. But if he really had to face the masters on the Earth Spirit Ranking, he would have no choice but to run for his life. Hearing this, he simply refused to admit it.