Chapter 918 Head-to-head confrontation (more for poonlo, 6/10)
Only Zhuo Mufeng knew what he was thinking in his heart.
Dongfang Changsheng shook his head at him, a complicated look flashed across his face, and he sighed: "Mu Feng, Mu Feng, do you know how much I thought highly of you back then?
Your talent, talent, and quick wit are all unique to me. I have asked heaven more than once, how wonderful it would be if you were a child of my Eastern family.
Even though you are not of my race, I still think highly of you. I not only open up the martial arts and resources of the Dongfang Family to you, but I also don’t mind if you use the influence of my Dongfang Family to benefit the Sanjiang Alliance.
I admit that I have never been so sincere to a person, but what you did has really disappointed me!"
Hearing these self-revealing words, Zhuo Mufeng burst out laughing. After laughing, he sarcastically said: "Dongfang Changsheng, what do you think of me, do you think I don't know?
You have never trusted me. You seem to have great regard for me, but in fact you are always on guard. It is not that I am ungrateful, but if you did not take the opportunity to escape at that time, you would definitely take action against me, or even against the Sanjiang Alliance.
God can tell you that even when I ran away, I still never thought about taking revenge on the Dongfang family, but you refused to let me go, and even used Yin Xiangfeng and three others to try to lure me out. Dongfang always wins, and there is no one else here, so why do you need to do it again?
Wearing that false and benevolent façade!”
Dongfang Changsheng narrowed his eyes: "It seems that you and I have a deep misunderstanding, that's all! Zhuo Mufeng, you have no way out, just surrender yourself. In consideration of our past friendship, I may consider sparing you a life."
Although he was still standing on the same spot, a strong and sharp sword energy was rising from his body, and the white snow around the surface was scratched with mottled scratches, which were more than three feet deep and were still extending outward.
This terrifying aura made the ignored Butcher Li feel very energetic. He held the butcher's knife in his hand and was always on guard.
It's a pity that his opponent is not Dongfang Changsheng. Lu Kuang on the other side said surreptitiously: "Butcher Li, your death day has come, why don't you lead your neck to be slaughtered!"
Before he finished speaking, layers of purple energy centered on Lu Kuang were staggered and intertwined all over the body. There were eight layers in total. Each layer was thinner than the previous layer. The deeper you went in, the thicker and darker the color became. It seemed as if even the void was there.
Unable to withstand the pressure, it made a clicking sound.
boom!
But when he saw a roar on the ground, and a purple light flashed across his sight, Lu Kuang had already punched nine times, each punch more powerful than the last. The shadow formed by the nine fist lights remained in the air, facing Li Butcher's
Nine fatal acupuncture points.
Being able to show off his evil for many years means that the butcher is not a vegetarian.
While Lu Kuang was making moves, he also slashed out streaks of blood. His hand speed was so fast that from a distance, he seemed to have more than a dozen arms, each of which wielded a completely different sword.
A network of bloody knives was formed, and the bloody smell drifted in all directions with the wind.
Bang!
Like the sky and the earth falling apart, or like the waves crashing on the shore, the ground centered on the two of them exploded with a loud bang. The layer of snow that was several feet long was like a rolled-up carpet, constantly rolling and exploding towards the sky.
And because the fist strength and sword light were too concentrated, the power was chaotic, and the exploded snow layer was either torn into broken crystals, or formed into large or small snowballs, and then shot out in all directions, and then suddenly exploded in mid-air.
Burst open.
The broken crystals were like bullets at this moment, possessing extraordinary penetrating power, punching small holes in rocks, giant trees, mountain walls, and the ground within a radius of tens of meters.
But before the small hole could take shape, the avalanche of snow that exploded in the center swept across quickly, covering everything up, and even spread to a hundred meters away.
Everything you can see with the naked eye is a vast expanse of white, making no sense of distance.
Even the top experts on the Star Ranking would panic when they were here, and their first reaction would be to run as far as they could. But Mengbang and Toyezhen were obviously not among them.
Full of hatred for the Demon Sect, the two of them were almost a beat behind Lu Kuang, and rushed towards the place where the Qi Jin was violent. They easily identified the Qi of Li Butcher, and launched a fierce offensive against him!
This was not a plan made early in the morning. Dongfang Changsheng paid a huge price and called the other three just in case. Butcher Li's appearance here was purely an unexpected surprise.
Lu Kuang and the other three have so much experience that they know very well that Dongfang Changsheng can defeat Zhuo Mufeng alone, so of course they will not let go of the great opportunity to kill Li Butcher.
At the same time, Zhuo Mufeng flew away, rushing in the opposite direction without looking back. After being buried by the snowfall, he turned into an afterimage and rushed out, extremely fast.
But no matter how fast he is, how can he be faster than Dongfang Changsheng?
As soon as he escaped from a distance of more than ten feet, there was a whistling sword energy coming from behind. Before he could get close, Zhuo Mufeng was already stung with chills all over his body, and every pore felt the pain of being pierced by sharp needles.
Zhuo Mufeng didn't dare to look back, or even change his position. With Dongfang's ever-victorious sword moves, if he delayed even a moment, he might be pierced through a sieve. This was no joke!
He bravely rushed forward, not avoiding trees or rocks. He just kept adjusting his position and improving his skills little by little. His speed became faster and faster, and the scenery on both sides began to blur and he quickly retreated.
There was a scream behind him, but the sword power became more powerful and terrifying.
If you stand on the sidelines, you can see a ten-foot-long sunflower blooming among the snow-capped mountains. As it rotates, countless white and fine sword energy shoots out, like a rain of swords pouring from the sky. Hundreds of meters in front are within the range.
.Big trees fell down, boulders exploded, and snowflakes splashed.
Viewed from a high altitude, it looks like a flat, snow-white cake that suddenly has countless bullet holes and is wiped out into patches of mottled black.
All this seemed short, but in fact, with the speed of Zhuo Mufeng and Dongfang Changsheng, they were already a thousand meters away.
Realizing that Li Tufu and others were in a fierce battle in the distance and would not pay attention to this place, Zhuo Mufeng no longer covered up, and his skill suddenly improved. He was like a meteor chasing the moon, his speed increased sharply, and he suddenly escaped from the sword rain.
Behind him, there were a series of banging sounds that made the eardrums vibrate endlessly. The rebounding sword energy screamed in the forest, causing trees to fall and rocks to crack, and swarms of distant birds to flee in panic.
When the exploded snow layer fell to the ground, the movement stopped, and a thick layer of cold snow mist slowly rose into the sky, covering the surrounding areas. It seemed like fairy clouds floating in the dim sky, and was quickly blown away by the wind.
Two figures, more than twenty feet apart, gradually emerged. One was standing on the hillside, and the other was standing on a huge rock below. Their eyes met, and the sky seemed to be a little gloomier.
Dongfang Changsheng's face turned blue and he said in a solemn voice: "I really didn't expect that your martial arts have improved again." Each word expressed the horror of the elder of the Dongfang family.
The turmoil inside him was beyond what outsiders could imagine.
No matter what the outside world says, no matter how notorious Zhuo Mufeng is in the righteous way now, there is one thing that even the Twelve Holy Lands cannot deny.
This boy is probably the number one master in the world today. Even his strength in the Star Bridge Realm has surpassed that of his predecessors of any generation. If you put him in the world in any era, it would be difficult for anyone to match him.
At this level, no matter how amazingly talented and beautiful the person is, they will all go through a bottleneck period. Even the Martial God Tu Juecheng and the Sword Saint Xiang Wuji are not immune to this.
But just now, Dongfang Changsheng saw something. The strength displayed by the young man in green shirt opposite him once again surpassed his previous impression.
Although the induction is not very clear, Dongfang Changsheng can be sure that the opponent has definitely made progress, and the improvement does not seem to be small.
Die, this kid must die! If he can't be controlled by the Heavenly Puppet Liquid, he must not be left here!
Dongfang Changsheng's turbid eyes erupted with the most intense murderous intent in his life. His sword energy boiled all over his body, and small white swords spun around him, cutting through the void with all their might.
These small white swords were combined together to form a white tornado, which rose up and hit Zhuo Mufeng at extremely fast speeds. The cold wind along the way was torn apart, and was crushed to pieces by the sword energy as soon as it came close.
There was a vacuum within a three-foot radius of the tornado.
Such a terrifying offensive seems to have surpassed the imagination of the martial arts warriors in the world. Ordinary people would call it a miracle when they saw it. There would be no more than fifteen people in the world who could stop it.
"stop!"
In the distance, a monk with cross-eyed eyes and a flat nose walked quickly, chatting with spring thunder. He was clearly an unintelligent monk among the top ten masters of the Demon Sect.
Although the wise monk is not very bright, it does not mean that he is a fool. A few days ago, he discovered that Aunt Lei and others had left. After waiting for a few days, he finally realized that something was wrong. After much thought, he gritted his teeth and rushed to Baijiang City.
Maybe he was lucky and happened to arrive nearby today. After sensing the movement here, he ran over out of curiosity. Unexpectedly, he saw the leader. He couldn't help being frightened and regretted that he was too slow.
"Old thief from the East, I am at odds with you!"
The ignorant monk roared in his heart, but he could only watch the leader being swallowed up by the sword energy, as if anticipating the next scene where the leader's body was lying across the snowy field, blood splattered three feet, a pair of cross-eyed eyes stood up, and his eyes were full of
Anxiety and regret.
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon——
Just when the sword energy was approaching and was about to stab Zhuo Mufeng into a sieve, Zhuo Mufeng, who was as silent as a stone statue, moved. His five fingers had already grasped the hilt of the sword, and he suddenly pulled it out.
A clang!
The tear-stained sword with a gap was unsheathed, and a white light flashed in the void, as fast as lightning and flint.
The powerful internal energy in his Dantian flowed to 70% of the acupuncture points in his body. Due to the movement of Zhuo Mufeng's internal energy, the strong wind around him changed its direction and revolved around him, forming a sword energy similar to that of Dongfang Changsheng.
tornado.
All this is done in an instant, incredibly fast.
Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, Zhuo Mufeng raised the long sword high to the sky, Zhuo Mufeng's eyes were cold, facing the oncoming sword energy tornado, and for the first time in this life, he used the small-scale Nine Heavens Sutra mental method to take a step forward.
With one step of sword energy, the nine-color dragon roared!
Roar!
A ten-foot-long mighty sword-qi dragon roared furiously as Zhuo Mufeng struck, shocking the vast snowfield.