Eight hundred and seventieth chapters the world's largest master
Seeing that Zhuo Mufeng had escaped from control and seemed not to care about the lives of Yin Xiangfeng and the others, Dongfang Jingting shouted: "Stop him quickly!" He took the lead and moved from the side into the middle of the road.
At the same time, figures were flying from the eaves on both sides, and several other experts landed in different directions. As soon as the aura of these people burst out, they were immediately connected together in some mysterious way.
Zhuo Mufeng quickly remembered that before he entered the Heaven Sealing Formation, Dongfang Jingting used Dongfang Changsheng's words to call him to Nuanyang Mountain, and teamed up with several other people to injure him.
What was used at that time was a kind of battle formation, exactly the same as now.
Having suffered a loss once, Zhuo Mufeng would certainly not be able to suffer a second loss.
The battle formation on the opposite side had just been formed, and he had already raised his long sword high, slashing vertically, horizontally, and diagonally. He fired three swords in a row, and three nine-colored dragons roared and rushed towards the eastern courtyard with a force like breaking bamboo.
Zhuo Mufeng's attack speed was too fast, which was also related to the fact that he understood the secrets of the battle formation in advance and did not give the opponent time to react.
Dongfang Jingting couldn't help but regretted that he had used this move to deal with Zhuo Mufeng, so that the opponent was prepared, but now it was too late to say anything.
He could not retreat, otherwise the power of the battle formation would collapse first. His palm absorbed the power of several other people through the battle formation, but it had not yet reached its peak, so he could only punch hard in a hurry.
I prayed in my heart that as long as I could block this blow, I could then fight steadily and gather the power of their four masters to fight. Unless they were super masters, no one could break through. It would not be difficult to trap Zhuo Mufeng to death.
However, his idea was too naive.
Just listen to a roar! The first nine-color mad dragon was smashed by the fist, but more than 60% of itself was consumed, and the fist light quickly dimmed. Immediately afterwards, the second nine-color mad dragon rushed past and counterattacked.
The punch pierced through everyone, and the remaining momentum continued to attack Dongfang Jingting. There was also a third nine-color mad dragon behind him.
In this world, in terms of frontal attack power, Zhuo Mufeng, whose Dantian and meridians have been extremely tempered, is really not targeting anyone. Except for super masters, there are few great masters who can match him.
The three swords in a row are equivalent to three Zhuo Mufeng shooting at the same time, and the lethality is obvious! Looking at the world, I am afraid that only Zhuo Mufeng can fire consecutive killing moves in an instant, not even the super master can.
Dongfang Jingting's eyes widened slightly. He had been guarding against Zhuo Mufeng's move for a long time. After punching out, he quickly raised his energy. However, after forming a battle formation, he was constrained by the battle formation and his own internal strength was limited.
At this moment, he managed to raise his three successes and gritted his teeth and struck out.
pound!
A cloud of blood mist flew out, and was shattered by the sword energy with a hiss, and Dongfang Jingting flew out like a broken paper kite. The clothes on his right arm were torn to pieces, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and several stubbles could still be seen.
Bones.
Sometimes, even if you know what moves your opponent will use to deal with you, you still can't stop it. This is the gap in absolute strength.
It is by no means that Dongfang Jingting is too weak. On the contrary, as one of the few masters of the Dongfang family, his martial arts can be ranked among the best in all corners of the world.
But even such a great master, with the help of the battle formation, was seriously injured by Zhuo Mufeng in a single encounter, leaving him unable to resist.
Twenty-three-year-old Zhuo Mufeng has vaguely stood at the pinnacle of the great master level, not the pinnacle of this era, but the pinnacle of any era.
The strong impact of this scene made everyone around the scene stunned. Everyone who saw it, whether it was the enemy or the enemy, good or evil, was shocked and couldn't believe it.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!" Holding the sword in his hand, Zhuo Mufeng flew out with majestic power. The three great masters who formed the battle formation on both sides were so frightened that they did not stop them and were easily broken through by him.
Two consecutive three-sword strikes actually consumed Zhuo Mufeng a lot. But he couldn't care too much about this situation, and he didn't dare to hesitate even a little bit. Without even touching the ground, Zhuo Mufeng swung his sword in mid-air.
out.
The three masters of the Dongfang family who had detained Yin Xiangfeng and the others had not reacted because the scene had changed too quickly. Suddenly they saw the light of the sword approaching and hurriedly mentioned Yin Xiangfeng and the others to threaten them.
As a result, when he stretched out his hand, he suddenly became weak and was cut into several pieces by the sword light. In the chaos just now, Barong secretly used the Wanhua Demonic Art, and the poisonous gas had already seeped into the bodies of these people.
Other masters from the Dongfang Family who jumped down from the eaves on both sides were blocked by the Demon Sect masters who were mixed in the crowd. A fierce fight broke out between the two sides, but because the Dongfang Family lost their elites, they were at a disadvantage.
Seeing the Demon Sect and the Dongfang Family fighting together, the warriors around them had no intention of helping, and instead mostly took pleasure in their misfortune.
No one connected Zhuo Mufeng with the Demon Sect. They just thought that the Demon Sect sneaked into the place after receiving the news. After seeing the situation at the scene, they deliberately added insult to injury and were happy to see them bite each other.
Magnificent Sanskrit sounds resounded in all directions, Zhuo Mufeng activated his skills, and the golden light of the long sword was translucent. Strands of slender golden light were shot out from the sword, which was thick and majestic, yet still sharp.
It is the top five-star swordsmanship of Buddhism, the second form of the Bodhidharma Sword, and the golden-topped Buddha lamp.
Master Jingkong, who was controlling Dongfang Changsheng from behind and unable to pull away, glanced at Zhuo Mufeng in shock and shouted: "Young Master Zhuo, please show mercy!"
The energy of the Buddha's Light Sword came towards them, frightening the faces of the masters from the Dongfang Family who besieged Wu Yuanyuan and Miao Qingcheng and almost succeeded, and they fled away without even thinking.
These people are just top-notch masters. After all, even the Dongfang family has only a few dozen masters. Excluding the left-behind families and those who were previously damaged, the rest are used to deal with Zhuo Mufeng, Wu Guanting and others.
It is conceivable that they could not block Zhuo Mufeng's angry blow even though they were tens of meters apart.
The Buddha's light shone, instantaneously turning the murderous sword, and clusters of bloody arrows shot out from the backs of these people, scattering in the air. Several people staggered around and went directly to report to King Yama.
At this time, Master Jingkong's voice fell, and Zhuo Mufeng replied: "I will obey the master's instructions." As he said this, he fell to the ground and killed the group of masters from the Eastern family who besieged Wu Guanting.
"Zhuo Mufeng, how dare you!" Dongfang Jingting, who was seriously injured on the ground in the distance and was still spurting blood from his mouth and nose, roared fiercely and shouted to the warriors from all directions: "What are you doing standing still? The Demon Sect is trying to save Sanjiang."
The alliance has been traced, and the evidence of collusion with it is conclusive, it is time to do justice for heaven!"
However, the warriors did not act immediately. Some people standing behind them quickly retreated, lowered their heads and turned around, looking for places to hide.
There was a commotion in the crowd.
Seeing this, even some people at the front imitated the same, but a very few people were afraid that their own appearance would be remembered, and they would neither advance nor retreat while standing there, which was called an embarrassment and suffering.
But these people quickly realized that except for Dongfang Jingting, the other Dongfang family warriors were busy fighting, so how could they have time to watch them?
How can Dongfang Jingting remember all of them? Whether the other party can survive is secondary! No one wants to go forward and die in vain, especially for the Dongfang family.
So these people turned around and ran away, slipping into the alleyway and missing. Dongfang Jingting was so angry that his eyes were about to burst. In anger, another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Hearing Dongfang Jingting's words, Zhuo Mufeng smiled disdainfully. What did he dare to do? When things got to this point and his face was torn, whoever acted softly would be a fool.
He swung his sword and charged forward, like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep. Among the masters from the Eastern families, some were strong and could block a few moves with the advantage of having more people, while those who were too weak could not even catch a single sword, and were either killed or injured, one after another.
The figure was thrown outward.
When he was besieged by four or five great masters, he was not unreasonable at all. He swung out a nine-color sword energy. It didn't require three swords in a row. The person targeted was blown away and was seriously injured. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
As for the promise that Master Jingkong would show mercy, he had long ago thrown it out of the window.
Having found a breakthrough, Zhuo Mufeng turned around and went around behind the others.
The rest screamed, and no one dared to confront them head-on. They all saw that this guy's only "weakness" was his poor physical skills, so they all cleverly adopted a wandering way.
But momentum always waxes and wanes, and whenever there is fear here, it immediately fuels Zhuo Mufeng's arrogance. What's more, the so-called free fighting does not mean that you don't collide with your opponent, but you use your physical skills to resolve most of the disadvantages.
However, Zhuo Mufeng's attack power and defense power are so strong that they can overwhelm these great masters from the Eastern families. With one move and two moves, the gap is immediately obvious. He can't even survive three moves. You Dou is a joke. In the end
We can only fight and retreat.
It seemed that several people were besieging Zhuo Mufeng, but the situation was that Zhuo Mufeng was besieging the opposite group alone.
The three masters who formed the battle formation also rushed over, but were stopped by Wu Guanting and others, and they could not take any advantage for a while.
Just because Zhuo Mufeng joined the team, the situation between both parties was completely changed.
"It's too scary. I'm afraid there won't be another great master in the world who can match this boy's strength!" Tao Baibai said in amazement, unable to hide it.
All the Tao elders had different expressions, but all of them were shocked. Tao Boxin said, without such strength, would he dare to kill Lu Kuang from the Moko Sect?
"If he can survive this test, this kid's future will be limitless!" Yan Guhong, the master of the Haobiao Academy, murmured in a low voice, flanked by a group of stunned elders and masters of the Haobao Academy.
The warriors from all walks of life present today have really seen the majesty of the mad dragon, and they realize that the rumors are not exaggerated at all. Not only are they not exaggerated, but they are suspected of being underestimated.
If you say that this is the number one genius in the world, then I believe no one will object.
The faces of everyone in Zihua City and Xuanzong were as gloomy as water, even with deep uneasiness. They were afraid, but don't let them intervene because of Jingkong Balu's intervention, and Zhuo Mufeng managed to escape in the end.
Wu Sijie's eyes flickered, and he shouted to Lian Yi beside him: "Hurry, go to Nuanyang Mountain to inform the Twelve Holy Lands, it will be too late if it is later!"
Lian Yi was startled, then turned around and quickly disappeared into a nearby alleyway.
However, it turned out that they were wasting their efforts. Seeing that something was wrong here, a master from an Eastern family who was guarding the outside of the crowd suddenly took out a cylinder, pulled off the tip of the cap, and a red arrow shot into the sky and exploded high in the sky.