All this happened so fast, and Feng Xingba was worried that helping Zhuo Mufeng would arouse suspicion. He was caught off guard and could only watch Zhuo Mufeng being injured.
After all, before you prevented others from interfering, it could be said that you wanted to take action yourself. Now that everyone is running away, you are protecting the enemy. It cannot be justified no matter how you do it, and others are not fools.
But Feng Xingba still said angrily: "What are you three doing, looking down on Feng?"
At this time, the Sanyin of the Western Regions had surrounded Zhuo Mufeng and were not worried about him escaping. The old man laughed and said, "Brother Feng has misunderstood. We just want to help Brother Feng."
The second brother also looked proud: "Brother Feng, this kid has always been cunning and cunning. Don't underestimate the enemy. It's okay now. There are three of us brothers who will raid the formation for you. Just take action. I believe that with Brother Feng's martial arts, we will definitely be able to defeat this enemy."
The boy can be easily captured."
The lion-headed old man stared at Zhuo Mufeng with gloomy eyes. When he thought that this boy had ruined his good deeds, he wished he could destroy him and turn him into ashes.
However, he also understood that he would have to cooperate with Qingshaliu next, so it was not appropriate to offend Feng Xingba, so he said with a ferocious smile: "Brother Feng, please, but I hope you can leave a whole corpse for me, not drink his blood, but eat his flesh."
, it’s hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart!”
Feng Xingba's eyes twitched when he heard this. He was very curious as to what kind of hatred the two sides had that led to this? This Holy Son was too capable of causing trouble.
But the most thorny issue at hand is whether he can take action. Once he takes action, at such a close range, any act of betrayal will inevitably not escape Sanyin's eyes. If he doesn't take action, it will be even more difficult to explain.
"Brother Feng, what are you still hesitating about? Don't you really want to take action?" Sanyin boss was a little surprised. The second and third sons also stared at Feng Xingba with surprised and strange expressions on their faces.
Under the burning gazes of the three men, Feng Xingba was in a dilemma, but he knew very well that protecting the safety of the other party was the top priority compared to exposing the identity of the Holy Son.
Feng Xingba feigned anger and said: "To win like this without using force, Feng is ashamed to do it!"
The boss of Sanyin couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully: "Brother Feng, as far as I know, you are not a fair person. Why are you so uncharacteristic of yourself today?"
The second and third children also looked at Feng Xingba up and down, and the third child laughed and said: "Brother Feng, do you mean to hand over this boy to my three brothers? This is disrespectful to me." The smile turned cruel and ferocious.
, with the murderous intention of Chi Guoguo.
"Uh ah..." Feng Xingba looked humiliated, his face suddenly turned red, he spurted out a mouthful of blood as he shook, and he covered his chest with his hand and grinned.
The eyes of Sanyin in the Western Region flickered. After a moment, he suddenly seemed to understand something. The boss pretended to understand and said: "Brother Feng, it seems that it must be because of your continuous battles in the past few days and the exhaustion that caused the accident today.
It’s better to take a break for now.”
The second child smiled and said: "We all believe that with your unparalleled skills, Brother Feng, it will be easy to deal with this kid, but as the saying goes, killing a chicken with a bull's knife, Brother Feng, just leave this bastard to us."
The eyes of the lion-headed old man flashed with sarcasm, and he nodded and said: "Yes, yes."
Let's just say that Ping Feng Xingba, a bastard, why did he hesitate to move forward? He was already injured, and he was afraid of being embarrassed if the injury was affected. Hehe, he wanted to save face and suffer the consequences.
Feng Xingba waved his hand and shouted: "Get out, Feng can fight for another three hundred rounds!" However, his body was swaying and his face turned pale, giving people the feeling of being forced to fight.
But when Sanyin of the Western Region was not paying attention, Feng Xingba secretly winked at Zhuo Mufeng, and made up his mind to relax Sanyin's vigilance first, and then stab him in the back at the critical moment. He was not afraid of not killing these three.
Something in the way!
In such a short period of time, he couldn't come up with such a damaging move.
Of course Zhuo Mufeng understood what Feng Xingba meant, but he couldn't accept it, because that would expose his relationship with Qingsha Liu, and the consequences were beyond what he could bear now.
Looking at Lei Auntie and Dongfang Changsheng who were fighting fiercely with their opponents, as well as the righteous heroes in the distance who were at a disadvantage due to their numbers, Zhuo Mufeng suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, with both helplessness and anger hidden in his tone.
Why are there always some reckless people who want to force him to consume the power pillar value, which he planned to keep to improve his six-star martial arts!
But this sigh, in the eyes of outsiders, has a completely different meaning.
Feng Xingba secretly blamed himself for being useless and dragging down the Holy Son. Master Yu in the distance desperately tried to rush over, but was stopped by Tao Bo, Chu Yuhuan and others who were unaware, thinking that she also wanted to attack Zhuo Mufeng.
Take action.
Luluo slashed a righteous master with a knife. Her beautiful eyes behind the veil happened to see the scene of Zhuo Mufeng looking up to the sky and sighing. She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. She was anxious, happy, and also a little disappointed. It turns out that you
Are mortals also desperate?
But she knew very well that Zhuo Mufeng could not die, so she tried her best to expose the other party's identity, and was also prepared to stop the three yins of the Western Region. This was a no-brainer.
Aunt Lei took the time to look at Zhuo Mufeng, her moves were a little slow, but He Lianbo seized the opportunity and attacked wildly. She became increasingly unable to take out her hand, her face became anxious, and she frantically danced the iron crutch in her hand, and she was actually fighting for her life.
Law.
However, Helianbo was extremely skilled in lightness. When he saw this, he just snorted coldly. After retreating, he used the four-star sword in his hand to restrain Aunt Lei.
Dongfang Changsheng was having an inextricable fight with Butcher Li. He knew that the peerless genius he was optimistic about was in danger, but he didn't dare to be distracted at all. Butcher Li on the opposite side sneered, and his swords flew like flying, with a strong smell of blood in every move.
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"How dare you!" Meng Jiuxiao's eyes were red with anxiety, but there were endless demonic warriors in front of him, not to mention that his opponent's martial arts were also extremely high, not inferior to him.
Other Sanjiang League masters also tried their best. Some were seriously injured and still fought with the enemy at all costs. However, looking at the ferocious demonic masters in front, their hearts were filled with gloom.
The masters of various factions are also asking themselves in their hearts, is it possible that the young mad dragon who astonished the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and the world will die here today?
"God's will is really clever, I don't have to worry about it now." The righteous path was greatly affected, while the demonic path rejoiced for joy. At the same time, Elder Deng of the Moko Sect was also ecstatic.
Before coming here, he had been ordered by the great elder Lu Kuang to find a way to kill Zhuo Mufeng. He was racking his brains for this, but he didn't expect that the devil immediately helped him. It was an unexpected surprise.
Huh, what is the world's most prodigy? There are so many amazingly talented people in the world. Survival is the real victory. The so-called crazy dragon is just a joke in the end. In another twenty years, how many people will remember it?
?
The corners of Elder Deng's lips curled up, and he immediately covered it up with a roar.
Everyone had different emotions at the same moment, but these were not important to Sanyin of the Western Region. Without wasting any time, Sanyin summoned all his strength and attacked Zhuo Mufeng from three directions. The combined Qi
The force was like a huge propeller, causing the void to vibrate endlessly and the ground to crack even further.
Feng Xingba's eyes were sharp and he was about to take action against Sanyin Laoer who was closest to him. Lu Luo's shout was about to come out.
Time seems to stop at this moment——
Until a brilliant and peerless light shines in the center surrounded by three yin.
"Is it useful to resist stubbornly?" This thought flashed through the heart of the lion-headed old man. He seemed to have seen the scene of Zhuo Mufeng's blood splattering three feet, and his blood boiled all over his body.
But at this moment, in the original seven-color neon-like light, two colors, one black and one white, suddenly appeared. They intertwined and scattered into dozens of parts, weaving together with other lights to form a colorful and gorgeous light curtain.
The light curtain was in the shape of a semicircle, with spikes protruding from it. From a distance, it looked like a hedgehog ball of light. I don’t know when the void made an extremely dense chi chi sound, and the air was like a piece of wood under the sharp sword force.
The cloth was riddled with holes and twisted constantly.
The young man in the mask holds a sword with both hands, his black hair is flying, and he is dressed in white.
As he stepped on the ground, the nine-color light curtain moved rapidly, as bright as the aurora of heaven and earth, rushing towards the lion-headed old man in the Three Yins of the Western Region, so fast that human irises could barely catch a trace of light and shadow.
Keng!
call out!
At such a speed, the sound was originally an afterthought, but the sword energy was so powerful that even the speed could not cover it up. The first sound was the sound of the sword, and the latter sound was the sound of the sword energy dragging through the air, which was comparable to thunder.
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There was no earth-shattering collision, no soul-stirring aftermath, just the nine-color light that ran across the sky. Behind it, a cloud of blood mist burst out, and was immediately twisted into nothingness by the sword energy.
The third among the three yins of the Western Region, the lion-headed old man who was so confident just a moment ago, has disappeared from the world forever, with no bones left.
Kill instantly with one sword.
pound!
It was only at this time that the offensive of the other two from the Three Yins of the Western Region was able to hit the phantom that Zhuo Mufeng had left behind.
The nine-color ray of light continued to rush into the crowd of magic masters. Immediately, two more masters on the Earth Spirit Ranking screamed. Their bodies were torn apart in an instant. The incisions were so smooth that it took a moment for blood to splash out.
come out.
The people around him were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders trembled, and they hurriedly backed away, shouting at the same time to resist the needle-like sword energy escaping.
In the center of the space vacated by everyone, as the nine-color light disappeared, a young man in white knelt down on one knee with a sword in hand, a flush on his handsome face, panting, obviously exhausted.
Between his original position and his current position, there was a shockingly huge sword mark that was about ten feet wide and three feet deep. It was like a passage plowed out by someone. There is still some sword energy stabbing above it. I could hear it.
People's muscles and bones are cold.
The entire scene was silent for a moment because of this sword that was like a god coming down from the earth. It seemed that even the fighting was no longer as fierce as before.
Many people's eyes were straightened, their minds were frozen, and they temporarily lost the ability to think. Some people sucked in the cold air, and some swallowed saliva subconsciously. The shock in their hearts was beyond words.
Although Zhuo Mufeng's sword is far less powerful than the super masters, due to the huge contrast between the front and back, and the fact that the four super masters are far away from human combat, the shock it brings is almost as much as the latter.
"Nine, nine-color sword energy?!" Meng Jiuxiao's pupils shrank, unable to believe what he saw.