When Zhuo Mufeng approached the scene, he happened to see the lion-headed old man tearing apart Yuwu Palm, and with a hateful smile, he rushed towards Wu Yuanyuan, who was dodging with all his strength, but was still unable to distance himself.
At this time, Wu Yuanyuan's pretty face turned pale due to fright, and her bun became messy in the fierce battle just now. She used her light skills to the limit, and when she saw the lion-headed old man rushing towards her, she screamed and waved two six-color sword energy.
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After a long period of meditation, the eldest lady's Nine Rainbow Sword Technique is infinitely close to Dacheng. She does not have the blessing of the Quanwu Palace, which shows her high qualifications.
But the opponent was too powerful, far beyond what Wu Yuanyuan could reach. Her two swords with all her strength were instantly shattered by the lion-headed old man.
The latter made a detour in mid-air, while avoiding Chu Yuhuan's palm further away. The person appeared on the right side of Wu Yuanyuan, like a big eagle pouncing on food. In an instant, he was only five feet away from Wu Yuanyuan. With his fingers spread out, he grabbed her flat.
Alluring shoulders.
"Yuan girl!"
Wu Guanting was so mad with hatred that a scowl appeared on Feng Shen's handsome face for the first time, and he struck hard with his silver palms, forcing the yellow-haired old man to avoid his sharp edge.
But Wu Guanting was dozens of feet away from his daughter, which was beyond reach. At this moment, endless pain and regret emerged in the heart of the leader of the Sanjiang Alliance.
"How dare you, old thief!" At the same time, Chu Yuhuan shouted angrily.
Although she looks cold and desolate, she has clear grudges. If Wu Guanting had not taken the lead in saving people, her master and apprentice would have been humiliated long ago. But now she has lost Wu Guanting's only daughter, teaching her how not to be angry and angry?
With the skill of the lion-headed old man, once Wu Yuanyuan falls into his hands, no one can hope to save her.
Ling Luoyang and Bai Liyan looked at all this blankly, unable to tell with pity or despair.
Xiang Zhen wanted to rush out, but was injured and shook for a while. He was adopted by his master Yun Taibai since he was a child, and he has been practicing in the mountains until recently.
He had never been in contact with a woman, but not long after he entered the world of mortals, he met a beauty like Wu Yuanyuan. The wizard girl's beauty, liveliness, cheerfulness and kindness were unknowingly deeply imprinted on Xiang Zhen's heart.
Until this moment, Xiang Zhen was shocked to realize that he had fallen in love with this girl and was willing to protect her at the risk of his life! But seeing the other person in danger, he was helpless. With his heart aching, Xiang Zhen spurted out
A mouthful of blood.
Behind Wu Yuanyuan was a mountain col and stone wall. She had no way to avoid it and could only watch stupidly as the ugly lion-headed old man rushed towards her. Her whole delicate body became stiff.
Just when Wu Guanting and others were heartbroken and repenting, and the lion-headed old man was unbearably excited, a white shadow suddenly rushed out from a crack in the stone wall, and passed by Wu Yuanyuan with lightning speed.
Slender waist, lengthwise on the other side.
Almost the next moment.
The lion-headed old man pounced, and with a push of his fingers, the stone wall in front exploded. He landed and turned around, and the white shadow had carried Wu Yuanyuan more than ten feet away. It was as strong as a cheetah and as light as a ghost, floating on a huge stone.
above.
This kind of light skill, the person who comes here must be a master who ranks at the top of the Tianxing Ranking.
Leng Qing was as surprised as Chu Yuhuan at this moment, and shouted: "Brother, be careful, this old thief is one of the three yins in the Western Region."
Ling Luoyang, Bai Liyan and Xiang Zhen also looked at the man in white who appeared in the sky with excited eyes.
Even Wu Guanting and Yun Taibai were relieved. They glanced at the peer who had rescued Wu Yuanyuan with the corner of their eyes. As a result, their hearts trembled and beat wildly at the same time.
"Ah..." Bai Liyan suddenly covered his mouth and his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.
On one side, Ling Luoyang's beautiful eyes contracted violently, and she was speechless. On the other side, Xiang Zhen's face was blank, and she was also lost in thought while looking at the man in white.
Even Chu Yuhuan was stunned. He knew that the situation did not allow for distraction, but he still couldn't control himself.
On the boulder, the man in white was tall and straight, holding Wu Yuanyuan's slender waist and not letting go. But he was not Chu Yuhuan's contemporary. His handsome face was too young, and his hair was flying, and the whole person was like the rising sun, invisible.
His temperament makes people feel like they can only look up to him.
Wu Yuanyuan had just recovered from the shock when she felt the hot hands on her waist. Although she was weak, she still frowned and wanted to break free. Unexpectedly, a chuckle came from above her head: "Miss, I'm not late."
She would not have heard this voice wrong even in her dream. The eldest lady felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her sense of smell had recovered. She smelled the familiar scent, raised her head, and burst into tears.
"Boy, who are you?"
The face of the lion-headed old man was gloomy, especially the way the man in white and Wu Yuanyuan were incomparable, which made him furious. However, the man in white showed terrifying strength that far exceeded his age, and the old man with the lion's head could not suppress his curiosity.
The man in white smiled and said, "I am Zhuo Mufeng, the adopted son of Wu Guanting, the leader of the Sanjiang Alliance."
Hearing this, the lion-headed old man was shocked, and the other two old men were also shocked. They had doubted that Zhuo Mufeng was just a good looker, but these words suddenly broke the suspicion and proved that Zhuo Mufeng was really just a man.
young people.
But how is it possible that a young man who looks less than twenty-five years old actually possesses such terrifying skills? It should be noted that the average master of the Tianxing Ranking cannot even think of avoiding the claws of the lion-headed old man, let alone carrying it with him.
People move around calmly.
The lion-headed old man narrowed his eyes, his eyes were like cold poisonous snakes, he chuckled and said: "How dare you, I will serve you all in one pot today."
With a whoosh, like a streak of yellow lightning, he rushed towards Zhuo Mufeng and the two people on the boulder. Still halfway, a hazy and lingering palm force had already intercepted them and enveloped them, but it was Chu Yuhuan who took action.
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The lion-headed old man snorted coldly, and rotated his body, turning into a yellow shuttle that penetrated the palm of his hand with extremely sharp force. Because Chu Yuhuan was injured, his movements were a little slower, and he was already broken through by the lion-headed old man.
Seeing that the energy was coming and was unstoppable, Zhuo Mufeng did not sit still and wait for death, nor did he intend to avoid Wu Yuanyuan. Instead, he advanced forward instead of retreating and faced it.
An exclamation came from Wu Yuanyuan's mouth. She looked at Ailang's figure with great worry, and forced herself to use her strength to prepare for assistance.
Before she could take action, Zhuo Mufeng had already drawn the sword from his waist. Several young people present could not see his movements clearly. They only saw a flash of white light and the sword was unsheathed.
Last time, Zhuo Mufeng left both the Amber Divine Sword and the Beihong Sword in Songya Garden, so what he is wearing now is the three-star sword that he just exchanged from the Armory Pavilion - the Tears Sword.
A drop of tear stained the sword body, which continued to magnify in the eyes of several people. Finally, it turned into a spiral of seven-color sword light and burst out. At the same time, what rippled in the void was a burst of terrifying and inexplicable energy, which distorted the surroundings.
stand up.
Boom!!
In the shocking collision, the sky was constantly twisting and smoothing like a torn canvas. Sand and rocks flew along the way, and the ground cracked. Countless gravels were smashed into powder by the force of the blast, flying and being brutally torn apart.
A figure flew back more than ten feet, shook its body, and immediately turned pale and returned to normal. It was not Zhuo Mufeng. The lion-headed old man opposite did not take a step back, but was blocked from moving.
Judging from the scene, there was no doubt that Zhuo Mufeng was at a disadvantage, but the scene of him striking the lion-headed old man head-on without getting hurt really left everyone present stunned.
After fifty years of hard training, the strength of the lion-headed old man can definitely be ranked among the top 20 in the Tianxing Ranking. In other words, Zhuo Mufeng's current strength, even if he is not ranked in the top 20, is at least in the top 30, and in the end
Less than forty.
Experts of this level are either strangers or one of the most important elders in the top forces. Zhuo Mufeng, who is only about 20 years old, can already stand shoulder to shoulder with these people. This is like a fantasy.
Seeing this scene that looked like a ghost in the daytime, Bailiyan's mouth opened again and again, almost breaking. Lingluoyang continued to be in a daze, her head buzzing.
The most shocked person was the lion-headed old man. He could not accept that he had been practicing hard for many years and could not even defeat a yellow-haired boy. He roared and continued to charge forward.
Zhuo Mufeng was unhurried. In fact, his martial arts was not as high as it seemed. It was just the power of the magic dragon's inner elixir that resisted the impact for him. But now was a good opportunity to test his limits. How could he miss it?
The Dao Demon Seed was opened, and Zhuo Mufeng found three points on the lion-headed old man's body, which were exactly where the opponent's weaknesses lay. The tear-stained sword was swung, and Zhuo Mufeng's sword energy was like a rainbow, circling with it.
The two fought fiercely all the way. It was obvious that the old man with the lion head was more powerful, but he was always pinched by seven inches. Zhuo Mufeng intercepted his moves in advance, which made it difficult to fully display his martial arts and could only maintain the momentum on the scene.
Zhuo Mufeng, on the other hand, had a well-founded approach to advance and retreat. Although he was in danger, he was able to do so with ease. He could always seize the lion-headed old man's flaws and counterattack, holding back the opponent.
This kind of vision and adaptability are rare in the world. In the eyes of several great masters, if the lion-headed old man wants to win, he must at least be thousands of moves away.
But Chu Yuhuan is not a fool. If she doesn't know how to seize such a good opportunity, then she will be in vain. Yanyulou uses his unique light skill, Chu Yuhuan is ruthless, and can always take advantage of the lion-headed old man's counterattack.
It creates rain and mist around it.
When masters compete, they can't miss even a single point, not to mention that Chu Yuhuan still retains a considerable part of his strength, so his interference is not trivial. Zhuo Mufeng also has the seed of Tao Demon, which magnifies the opponent's flaws to the limit.
After only a few dozen moves, the situation was reversed. The old man with the lion head was at a disadvantage and became the passive defensive party.
He was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Just as he avoided the layers of palm force, the seven-colored sword energy struck him from nowhere.
The lion-headed old man quickly took action and shattered it. But the rain and mist turned into threads and turned into sword energy. With a few hisses, the lion-headed old man's body was scratched with two-inch deep blood marks.