Captured by Zhuo Mufeng's momentum, the Eastern Zhou masters along the way subconsciously moved out of the way. Many demonic masters on the opposite side looked ferocious and rushed to kill Zhuo Mufeng.
Feng Xingba, who was behind him, saw that the situation was not right, his eyes widened, and he roared angrily: "Young man, please don't say such arrogant words! Feng Mou will cut you into pieces today, everyone should get out of the way. Whoever dares to snatch someone will be in trouble with Feng Mou."
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As soon as he finished speaking, he punched out, knocking several magic masters blocking the way in front of him to the left and right sides. The latter screamed in pain. Although they were not seriously injured, they were really frightened.
Regardless of whether they were good or evil, everyone was surprised by Feng Xingba's ferocity. This guy was so cruel that he even beat one of his own people, so he was nothing!
The great masters of other schools of magic secretly bared their teeth. They were in the same circle. Everyone was familiar with each other, and of course they knew what Feng Xingba was. This guy was a complete bastard. If he was angered, he would do anything.
That Zhuo Mufeng dared to call him Fengxing Dog in public, no wonder this guy got furious.
Among the demonic warriors, there are also some strong-blooded ones. Seeing their brothers being knocked away by Feng Xingba, they were furious and planned to seek justice, but were stopped by the great masters of their sect.
"Leave the man to him."
"Although Feng Xingba is a bastard, his martial arts skills are indeed extremely high, enough to deal with that kid."
At the juncture of the orders given by many great masters, Feng Xingba was surrounded by layers of green energy. As the green energy rotated, not only did his speed increase, but dust and sand flew under his feet wherever he passed. It was like a hurricane rushing through, with unparalleled momentum.
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The demonic warriors who originally wanted to ask for an explanation were also frightened by the sight, and finally stopped being persistent and shrank back obediently.
In mid-air, Zhuo Mufeng finally met Feng Xingba. One swung his sword and slashed, the other punched out. There was a boom, and a big hole seemed to be dug out in the void. The strong impact made the two of them retreat at the same time.
The difference was that Feng Xingba retreated three feet and then immediately rushed forward. Zhuo Mufeng continued to retreat, obviously his skill was slightly weaker.
At this time, other people from the good and evil paths were also fighting in one place, but only in the outermost parts. More masters from the right path chose to follow He Lianbo's instructions and escape from the empty direction, not wanting to engage in a useless struggle.
The devil comes prepared, and there are many people. If you continue to fight, you will only suffer the loss.
Meng Jiuxiao originally wanted to escape, but Zhuo Mufeng rushed over, so he had no choice but to shout wildly and lead the rest of the Sanjiang Alliance to respond.
This puts Tao Bo, Zheng Nian, Huang Jubao, Zhang Shuyu and others in trouble. When they came, everyone had firm faith and followed Zhuo Mufeng, but now?
Escape is obviously the better choice, should we rush back and fight with this kid? Looking at the demonic crowd behind them, the mouths of the elders twitched.
This Zhuo Mufeng usually seems to be a very smart person, but now he looks like a stupid young man who just came out of the world? Just being upright is of no use!
Huang Jubao was the first to make a choice, gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away. Tao Bo thought for a while, shook his head and walked out. The other elders saw this, and their beliefs were completely one-sided, and they no longer cared about Zhuo Mufeng.
But what people never expected was that some of the righteous cultivators who were originally running at the front suddenly flew up in random directions, rotating along the invisible trajectory in the void, and finally formed a ball with a diameter of three feet. The ball kept spinning more and more.
The faster you go, the pale faces of those masters can be vaguely seen.
At a certain moment, the sphere suddenly stopped and was suspended in the void. The impact caused by the sudden change in movement and stillness immediately exploded these masters into blood mist. Pieces of tiny white bones shot out, and some nearby righteous cultivators shot out.
There were bloody holes, and they all fell to the ground on their backs.
This terrifying scene almost paralyzed the elders, masters, and even disciples of the top forces behind them. Some of the timid ones just felt like their souls were flying out of their wits, and they almost didn't pee.
But no one dared to rush forward. A figure of neither height nor short suddenly walked out of the blood mist.
His whole body was stained red with blood. With a smile on his face, he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood near his mouth. He looked like he was enjoying it very much and praised: "It tastes really good."
Many people screamed, and the cold air spread from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads. The pores in their whole bodies were extremely expanded, and the cold air from all around them poured in crazily, making them feel terrified.
The man's luck was shaken, and the blood on his body suddenly floated in the form of blood beads, making him spotless in an instant. He also revealed a square face with Chinese characters, a thick beard, and a gray suit.
Wearing a short cloth and wearing a butcher's knife on his waist, he looked very much like a butcher in the market.
Boo hoo hoo…
Floating blood beads were shot towards the top power masters, each drop possessing the power to penetrate gold and stone. Before they even approached, Tao Bo and the others felt like they were facing a powerful enemy, shouting and using their strength to resist while quickly retreating.
Puff puff……
Of course, the power of one person cannot compete with so many people present. The blood droplets were successfully annihilated. The bearded man twisted his neck and said jokingly: "If you dare to fight back, fine, then I'll kill them one by one."
These words almost frightened the heroes of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to tears. They thought that you were going to kill us and we were not allowed to fight back. This was too arrogant. They all just wanted to retreat as hard as they could, regardless of the demonic masters who were rushing around from behind.
Although there was only one person, standing there, he seemed to be more terrifying than thousands of troops. He was invincible to anyone.
"Butcher Li, is it fun to bully these people?"
Just when the bearded man was about to take action, a cold snort came from the distance, and a beam of light was like a rainbow penetrating the sun. In an instant, it swept from the side to the tree crown in front of the bearded man. The old man's face was gloomy, and his demeanor was majestic.
The East always wins.
It turned out that Dongfang Changsheng heard that Zhuo Mufeng was coming and was worried about his safety, so he made a temporary plan to come and take a look, and happened to encounter this scene.
Butcher Li chuckled and said, "Old Eastern thief, you've come just in time. Let us have a good discussion."
No one saw his movements clearly. By the time the sound rang out, he and Dongfang Changsheng were already fighting in mid-air. In just a few blinks, their shadows filled a ten-foot radius, so dense that it was blinding.
Look at the flowers.
After learning that the bearded man was one of the top ten masters of the Demon Sect, the Lee Butcher among the three customs, all the heroes in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty were afraid of escaping from death, but the situation did not give them a chance to recover. Demon masters had already swarmed over, so they had to
Be strong enough to kill him.
At the same time, the elders of various factions suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.
Just a moment ago, they thought Zhuo Mufeng was stupid and a fool, but in the blink of an eye, they were slapped in the face by reality. Looking at his bad luck, he looked stupid, but on the contrary, he was safer than those who escaped, and he also earned a good reputation.
They, this group of elders, are made to look like cowards. What's the matter?
You already said you would follow this kid, why didn't you follow your inner choice just now?
The elders felt extremely regretful and secretly decided that they would follow Zhuo Mufeng's footsteps no matter what they did in the future, and they would never make another wrong step.
As if they had a clear understanding of each other, the elders of each faction led their disciples, fighting with the enemy while trying their best to move in the direction of Zhuo Mufeng.
Zhuo Mufeng was having a fierce fight with Feng Xingba. Probably because he was afraid of Feng Xingba's arrogance, there was no magic master within a few feet of the two of them.
Only the Sanyin of the Western Region in the distance, while severely injuring the righteous masters, kept looking here.
The three of them are not willing to stand by and watch. They are just waiting, if Feng Xingba can kill Zhuo Mufeng. If not, then they would rather provoke the other party than take action. The three of them together are not afraid of Feng Xingba.
"Holy Son, come here with Feng." Feng Xingba roared repeatedly and secretly sent a message to Zhuo Mufeng. Anyway, the scene was chaotic and chaotic, and no one could pick it out clearly.
Zhuo Mufeng gave him a look, telling him to hurry up, otherwise it would be easy to have long nights and dreams.
"Boy, why don't you die quickly!" Feng Xingba raised his head to the sky and screamed loudly, his body turned into a burst of blue wind and rushed out. Zhuo Mufeng slashed out the seven-color sword energy, but because of the lack of power, he was crushed by the green wind and was affected by the energy at the same time.
, Zhuo Mufeng kept retreating.
The magic masters on the periphery tried to stop him, but Feng Xingba shouted: "Get out of the way!" He turned into a green wind and rushed towards him. He failed to kill Zhuo Mufeng, but it frightened the demon masters to dodge wildly.
"No, that kid wants to escape!" The boss of Sanyin discovered the clue.
The second child sneered: "That idiot Feng Xingba, I can't count on him anymore, so take action!"
The third child had already become impatient and flew away first. The eldest brother and the second child were only half a beat behind. There were mostly magic masters around, and no one could delay them.
The Tao Demon's seed made Zhuo Mufeng's induction very strong, and he soon realized that a powerful enemy was coming. He glanced at it and screamed inwardly, "Oh no, it turned out to be these three old perverts."
At the beginning, he, Wu Guanting, Yun Taibai, and Chu Yuhuan worked together to drive away the three of them. In terms of strength alone, if the three of them joined forces, they might not even be a match for Tao Baibai.
Feng Xingba also noticed the movements of the three people and couldn't help but said angrily: "What are you doing? This is Feng's person!"
Sanyin didn't seem to hear what he said, and sent out a special skill to Zhuo Mufeng from a distance. For a moment, his energy surged like a tide, sweeping Zhuo Mufeng with overwhelming force.
Zhuo Mufeng hurriedly dodged, but his shortcomings of poor Qinggong were fully exposed at this moment. While retreating, he was quickly approached by the boss of Sanyin. The latter launched a series of heavy palms. Zhuo Mufeng had to resist with seven-color sword energy, and
Use counter-shock to widen the gap.
But he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and then he realized that Sanyin Lao Er had already gone around to the other side and was behind him while the boss was taking action.
Zhuo Mufeng volleyed in disguise and moved sideways to the left, but his speed was inevitably a little slower. He was immediately pulled closer by the boss and the second child, and was finally entangled in their fists and could no longer get rid of it.
The third child, the lion-headed old man, laughed wildly, spinning his body, and the dark yellow light beam struck Zhuo Mufeng fiercely.
The three yins took action at the same time, and Zhuo Mufeng immediately fell into a dilemma. He forced himself to use his strength to quickly swing three swords, but it was too difficult to fight one against three. Each sword was not at his peak level. Every sword was not at his peak level.
All are weaker than their opponents.
The three strands of energy that had consumed most of their energy continued to rush towards him. Although they were somewhat avoided by him, they were still unavoidably affected. With a bang, Zhuo Mufeng was knocked away and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth.