In a large-scale killing like this, the best way is to stay away and not participate. Zhuo Mufeng is a righteous person in name, but there is no strict distinction between good and evil in this guy's heart.
In his view, although there are extremely evil people in the devil's path, there are also many hypocritical villains in the righteous path. They have no grudge against him, so he is stupid to meddle in such nosy matters.
What's more, even if it's not a fight between good and evil, it has nothing to do with him.
Zhuo Mufeng immediately turned around and walked toward another fork in the road. But after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again, and the curiosity in his heart surged up uncontrollably.
He had obtained the four different images before and discovered that the battles between Wei Huang and the four heroes of Changhe were all based on natural curiosity, and this time was no exception.
"Anyway, it's just a quick look. Nothing will happen." After thinking about it, Zhuo Shaoxia walked back again, gathering his energy and moving lightly to avoid being noticed.
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In the stone room more than fifty feet away, a fierce battle was going on. With Yang Gu joining, Wu Guanting only had to deal with Feng Yulou, which made it much easier.
However, he could not hope to defeat Feng Yulou in a short period of time. The latter's martial arts were also first-rate. Without Biro's help, Feng Yulou became more devoted and crazier. The blue finger light hit Wu Guanting like a downpour, knocking Wu Guanting away.
His silver light aura was constantly fluctuating.
"Wu Guanting, you'd better run for your life quickly, otherwise by the time all your men are dead, our people will be all outside the stone room, and you won't be able to escape even if you want to."
Feng Yulou was confident and had a proud smile on his face.
Wu Guanting did not answer. His fists, palms, fingers, and legs were all covered with silver light. The sharp and powerful force was like pieces of hail, which continuously offset and shattered the power of the blue finger light, and the remaining force continued to rush towards Feng Yulou.
The latter snorted coldly and had to move away.
Feng Yulou wanted to use words to attack Wu Guanting, but he didn't expect that the other party wouldn't reply at all. But it didn't matter, the facts were there. The movement outside the stone room couldn't escape his ears and eyes. As long as he kept it up, he would definitely cause heavy losses to the three major forces including the Sanjiang Alliance this time!
On the other side, Yang Gu and Bi Luo were engaged in a cat-and-mouse-like long-distance and close-range battle.
Yang Gu kept pulling away from each other. In front of him, the red arrow shadow was condensed five times and turned out to be as lifelike as if it were made of red glass. It illuminated Yang Gu's face. It was the nearly perfect Red Sun Arrow Technique.
As the sound of the bowstring being loosened sounded, the blood-red arrow shadow flew like a flash of lightning. The space of more than ten feet seemed to shorten to ten feet, and it shot in front of Biro in an instant.
Biro's eyes were fierce, and behind him was a pitch-black shadow of the waves. When the blood-red arrow shadow was about to approach, the waves suddenly surged and overturned and surrounded him.
The blood-red arrow shadow sank into the waves, stirring up heavy waves, churning back and forth as if they were rolling over the sky and covering the earth, trying to penetrate the waves. However, the waves have infinite stamina, and each wave is stronger than the next.
At the end, the fifth-level blood-red arrow shadow was completely shattered and destroyed in the pitch-black wave.
"It seems that you can't break through my defense. Yang Gu, Yang Gu, you shouldn't have gone into this muddy water. It will not only hurt yourself, but also cause the death of your subordinates."
The waves split into two and shot out, then merged in front of him. Billow flew out, using a long whip to cover all directions with an endless force, causing Yang Gu's retreating figure to stagnate.
Biro twisted his wrist, and the bone spur whip was as straight as a spear, with a prismatic triangle at the tip. Under the pressure he created, the spear was as fast as a stream of light, leaving no chance for anyone to dodge.
The bone-spur whip pierced Yang Gu's chest, but no blood flowed out. Biluo turned his head and found Yang Gu appearing five feet away. The opponent lured him to attack, and he escaped from the pressure range of the Raging Wave Magic.
"I forgot, Feijian Island also has a five-star light skill, flying in the air." Biluo smiled coldly, and charged forward with his whip again.
Yang Gu didn't give him a chance to get close at all, and moved around quietly in the air.
Previously, he almost fell into danger because he wanted to use his killing move. Now that he knew that he couldn't break the defense, Yang Gu simply started to deal with the opponent, just to continue to delay him.
Yang Gu sighed secretly in his heart. Although the Sun-Breaking Arrow Technique was very lethal, it was still a move. Although it also had its own internal strength and mental skills, it was at the lowest level among the five-star levels.
This resulted in his internal strength being weaker than other leaders. Especially when facing Biro, who had extremely strong internal strength, he could persist in the short term, but in a protracted battle, he would definitely show weakness.
Biro was obviously well aware of Yang Gu's weakness, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. While slapping his whip to create pressure, he tried every means to bully the opponent, thereby consuming Yang Gu's internal strength. Over time, he would undoubtedly win.
Miao Kongqun and Ouyang Yuan were fighting equally from a distance. They were head-to-head, and no one was afraid of the other.
But Miao Kongqun was not in a good mood, and his old face was gloomy. Because there were constant noises outside the stone room, he knew that he had suffered a lot of losses and the situation was almost out of control.
If this continues, all the Miao family except himself will have to be wiped out. However, he is helpless and has no recourse for the time being.
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Just when the Sanjiang Alliance was getting more and more desperate, Zhuo Mufeng finally came to the end of the passage a hundred meters away and stuck his head out to take a look. At first glance, he was shocked. He knew that the battle was fierce, but he did not expect it to be so tragic.
But his mind was roaring.
Just because he saw a lot of familiar faces in the crowd.
Meng Jiuxiao, who was covered in blood but had dazzling white hair. His sword was like a shooting star, and his body was as white as the moon beneath the pines. Wu Kang, who had an ordinary appearance and body, but his strength was anything but ordinary, and some other top-notch masters from the Sanjiang League.
In addition, Miao Li, Miao Cheng, and even the younger generation Miao Xiangjun of the Miao family, as well as Zhuge Tai and Sima Ying of Feijian Island, who are familiar with each other or have had a relationship with the enemy.
There was a fierce fight, and everyone was injured.
Even Miao Li, who seemed to be the least injured, had several hideous bloody wounds on his chest and back. The blood flowed out one after another with his movements, staining his gown red. He didn't feel the pain, and kept roaring towards his opponent.
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Meng Jiuxiao, who is most familiar with Zhuo Mufeng, is fighting against three great masters by himself. The golden-topped Zao Yangshan has been hacked out. There are no less than five wounds on his body. As for minor injuries,
There were countless of them, almost half of their bodies were covered in blood.
Facing the three powerful enemies who were firmly entrenched in the triangle position and attacking him frantically, Meng Jiuxiao faltered. Although he still managed to resist, due to the excessive blood loss and the worsening injuries, it was obvious that he could not hold on for too long.
There are more people on our side, and the situation is equally precarious. The situation has reached its most dangerous moment.
Zhuo Mufeng never expected that the side of the war that he was avoiding was actually the Sanjiang Alliance that he was looking for. So such a huge movement in the stone room must be...
Thinking of the time when the maze collapsed and the hurricane hit, Zhuo Mufeng's nose felt sour and he couldn't care about anything else. His skills reached an unprecedented extreme, and he let out a thunderous explosion.
He drank and rushed out from the corner.
"kill!"
With electric arcs under his feet, Zhuo Mufeng was in mid-air, and his legs were hot and violent, like a ball of solar wind sweeping towards the nearest opponent. With the blessing of the storm realm, this leg movement was so powerful that the air seemed to collapse.
The first-class master of Miaohua Pavilion who was attacked was fighting with the first-class master of Sanjiang League. With the advantage of many people, he almost found an opportunity to kill him.
Suddenly hearing a movement, he looked sideways and quickly changed his move midway. The original killing move was directed at Zhuo Mufeng, and his spear rose into the air like a dragon on the ground.
The top-notch expert from the Sanjiang Alliance was overjoyed to see a friendly army, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a figure in the air, with a familiar face and moves, and he couldn't help but shout in horror: "Young master, little one..."
Before the word "心" was spoken, the gun light had already hit Zhuo Mufeng.
However, the imagined scene of Zhuo Mufeng being knocked away did not appear. Instead, the indestructible spear light was cut through by his leg strength. The golden diamond-like leg light continued unabated, illuminating the surroundings brightly. In Miaohua,
The expert in the pavilion's eyes widened as he kicked him in the chest.
puff!
The blood mist spattered, and the man flew out like a broken kite. When he fell to the ground, he was already dead.
"What?"
Both the top-level master from the Sanjiang League and the top-level master from the Holy Sea Gang who attacked him were all taken aback by Zhuo Mufeng's momentum.
Both of them recognized his identity, and naturally knew that a few months ago, this young man had defeated Xiao Wutong of Dark Night Villa with several moves.
But Xiao Wutong's strength is good enough to deal with ordinary super-first-class masters in the world, but it is definitely not enough to deal with super-first-class masters from top forces.
Therefore, neither of them expected that the top expert of Miaohua Pavilion would be killed by Zhuo Mufeng with one kick. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it.
How did they know that Zhuo Mufeng's improved cultivation not only enhanced his attack power, but also further exerted the power of the demon dragon's inner elixir, making his defense stronger and his strength increased much more than that of ordinary people.
What's more, this time he adopted a strategy of exchanging injuries for injuries, taking the initiative to withstand part of the attack and gaining a chance to kill him with one strike. The gunfire just now had injured him, but outsiders couldn't see it.
Pointing his toes to the ground, Zhuo Mufeng didn't make any pause, and with one strike, he united his five minds and attacked the top master of the Holy Sea Gang. His figure was twisted and blurred like a black and white silhouette.
At a short distance, the master of the Holy Sea Gang swung his sword quickly and used the killer move of his life. The sword energy was divided into three parts and rushed out in the shape of a letter. It seemed to be able to split the void and was extremely powerful.
As a result, three pieces of sword energy hit Zhuo Mufeng one after another, causing his figure to float for a while, and his true body seemed to rush out of the reflection on the water and fly through the air with one kick.
pound!
The top master of the Holy Sea Gang vomited blood and flew backwards. He was still stunned until he died, as if he couldn't believe that Zhuo Mufeng was so strong.
Knowing that the situation was critical and that any more delay would increase the risk, Zhuo Mufeng had to make a quick decision. Thanks to the Demonic Dragon Inner Pill, his internal injuries were not serious and he could still hold on for a while.
Zhuo Mufeng flew like lightning, moved his legs mercilessly, and killed the third target, shouting: "Death!"
Outsiders didn't know all this, but they thought that the martial arts of the eldest master of the Sanjiang Alliance had once again improved by leaps and bounds. The masters of the six sects nearby who had attracted attention by his legs just now couldn't help but be dumbfounded.