The flame dragon and fire phoenix hit the water curtain and were quickly extinguished by the water curtain with a pop.
Although water naturally overcomes fire, what Hu Chengshu releases is not a simple flame, but a fire spirit.
In terms of temperature, it is much better than ordinary flames.
Therefore, the water curtain of the two Hehuan sects also evaporated rapidly under the action of high temperature, and soon a full half of the water curtain evaporated.
"This old man is really difficult to deal with!"
One of them cursed and could only lift the dagger in his hand and slowly began to accumulate power.
The other person's actions are the same. If this situation continues, Hu Chengshu's flames will break the water curtain between the two, it will be a matter of time!
In this way, the three of them were in a stalemate for twenty breaths, only to hear a bang, and the flames finally broke through the water curtain between them.
At this time, the shape of the flames could no longer be seen, only the violent flame chains were left, attacking the two people one after another.
"Break it for me!!!"
The two of them shouted at the same time and swung the daggers in their hands fiercely.
Then a black sword energy flew out, setting off a monstrous wind. Zhang Liu, who was watching the battle, almost lost his balance.
Under the influence of two powerful forces, Hu Chengshu's flame was quickly blown away.
Bang!
The Phoenix Flame Spear fell to the ground, and two bloody holes appeared on Hu Chengshu's chest.
That was caused by the black sword energy just now.
Hu Chengshu stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to struggle, but his eyes rolled and he fainted.
"Tch, I thought you were a cockroach. You can resist so well! You're going to fall down, bah!"
One of them spat viciously on Hu Chengshu, then smiled lewdly and walked towards the unconscious Mu Zhiyuan and Ma Ling'er.
"Congratulations to the two adults!! I knew that with the strength of the two adults, they would be able to succeed! Hehehehe!!"
Zhang Liu rubbed his hands and said with a smile.
The man walking in front patted Zhang Liu on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, you helped us two find such a good cauldron. When we two get tired of playing, we will naturally have your share."
Zhang Liu was ecstatic after hearing this. When he thought of Mu Zhiyuan's fairy-like face and attractive figure, his heart was filled with fire. He quickly thanked the two of them and said, "Thank you, sir, for the reward."
"Well. You stay outside, while my second brother and I go in and finish things first! Remember, don't let anyone disturb us! Otherwise, we'll take you for granted!"
"Yes yes yes!! Make sure no one comes to disturb you!!"
Zhang Liu nodded repeatedly.
One of the two members of the Hehuan Sect carried Ma Ling'er, and the other carried Mu Zhiyuan. Just as they were about to walk into the tent, a three-foot-long flying sword, carrying the sound of breaking the wind, was aimed straight at one person's head.
Cut it off.
"Second brother, be careful!!"
The other person reacted faster. He dropped Mu Zhiyuan on his shoulder, then stretched out his dagger to block it, but the flying long sword was very powerful and directly bounced the dagger in his hand away.
.
bite!!
The long sword just paused for a moment, then spun rapidly, cutting off the other man's head. He was already dead before he even had time to turn his head.
"Second brother!!!"
The remaining man's eyes were about to burst. He wanted to turn around to see who had killed his brother, but the flying sword didn't give him a chance. After killing one person, it flew straight towards him.
So he could only raise the dagger in his hand and fight with the long sword.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!!!.
He was obviously just wielding a sword, but he was able to suppress this man with just one sword and he couldn't breathe.
The disciples of the Hehuan Sect opened their eyes wide and saw the owner of the flying sword among the light and shadow of the sword.
A young man wearing a bloody robe,
No! He should have been wearing a white robe, but his body was stained red with blood. He had killed an unknown number of people.
"King, Wang Lingjing!!!"
The disciple of Hehuan Sect shouted in horror. Just when he was panicking, Feijian had already opened his dagger and cut off his right arm with a spin.
"ah!!!!"
The Hehuan Sect disciples screamed, but had lost the ability to resist.
"No, don't kill me! I..."
Before he could finish his words, the flying sword had already pierced his heart.
The remaining Zhang Liuyi sat on the ground in horror.
The two eldest brothers in the wandering spirit realm were both beheaded. If I fought with him, I would only be killed instantly.
But the flying sword seemed unwilling to let him go. It flew over and easily chopped off Zhang Liu's head, and then flew back into the hands of the blood-robed man.
The master of Feijian revealed his true appearance, and it was You Haocang who had just been heartbroken. Originally, all five members of the White Crane Sect died tragically, and he was the only one left. The grief-stricken You Haocang unexpectedly broke through to the King Spirit Realm by coincidence, and became the King of Spirit Realm.
Among the sects outside the Holy Land, he was the first young disciple to break through to the King Spirit Realm.
Along the way, he had killed countless demon sect disciples and dyed the white robe he wore blood red.
However, at this time, his eyes became red and dull, and he acted in a daze. He seemed to have lost consciousness and acted completely on instinct.
The sword flew back to him, and he still walked forward mechanically.
However, when passing by Mu Zhiyuan, he suddenly stopped and turned his head towards Mu Zhiyuan. A trace of clarity seemed to have returned to his eyes, but it was soon replaced by strong desire.
You Haocang dropped the sword in his hand, put his arm around Mu Zhiyuan's waist, and gently lifted her up.
Mu Zhiyuan also felt something, and with a cry, he slowly woke up from his coma.
But her head was turned to the other side.
She saw Zhang Liu who had just knocked her and Senior Sister Ma Ling'er unconscious, and the two people who were fighting with the leader. Their bodies were either separated, or there was a big hole in their chests. They were already dead and could no longer die.
.
Mu Zhiyuan felt relieved a little. When she turned her head, she saw You Haocang looking at her with an infatuated face. His eyes were full of desire, just like those disciples of the Hehuan Sect just now.
"I am... here to protect you... now."
You Haocang said intermittently, but his arms tightened around Mu Zhiyuan.
"I don't need your protection!"
Mu Zhiyuan said loudly, feeling a little scared. This You Haocang seemed a little different from usual.
You Haocang's mind did not hear what Mu Zhiyuan said at all. He only felt the woman's voice coming from him, which immediately aroused You Haocang's desire, making him completely dominated by his inner desires.
"I want, I want to protect you!"
"I want to protect you..."
You Haocang kept repeating protection in his mouth, and the group of hands began to tear Mu Zhiyuan's clothes vigorously, transforming into a beast of desire.
"You! What are you doing!!"
Mu Zhiyuan wanted to push You Haocang away, but how could she resist the current You Haocang in the psychic realm?
"No!! Senior sister!"
"Master!!"
“Can anyone help me!!”
"Woooooooooooo..."
There is no one to be seen near the camp now, let alone the people from the Southern Territory Sect, even the people from the Demon Sect are no longer visible.
Everyone was gathering in the direction of the main camp of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, because two powerful men from the Imperial Spirit Realm and several Holy Spirit Realm were sitting there. If they wanted to survive, they could only pray for their protection.
But what these people don't know is that their support is now inseparable from the people of the Demon Cult. How can they care about their life and death?
Mu Zhiyuan shouted hoarsely, but no one responded to her.
And the clothes on his upper body were almost torn clean by You Haocang, revealing a piece of snow-white.
Mu Zhiyuan shed a few tears in despair, no longer asking for someone to save her.
I'm sorry, senior brother, I couldn't wait for you to come back.
I'm sorry, dad... It's because your daughter is unfilial and she hasn't had time to support you...
And Senior Sister Linger... I hope you can survive alone...
Mu Zhiyuan thought in her mind that a dagger had appeared in her hand. She mustered up her courage and stabbed her neck hard.
However, he was still stopped by You Haocang.
"Beast!!! You will definitely die badly!!!"
Mu Zhiyuan is almost going crazy. Is even committing suicide a luxury?
Hearing Mu Zhiyuan's cry, You Haocang became even more excited.
He stretched out his big hand and slowly touched the snow-white hair on Mu Zhiyuan's chest...
"Master Cao! Hurry!!"
At this critical moment, Mu Zhiyuan seemed to hear a familiar voice.
This voice was so familiar yet strange, as if I had fantasized about it thousands of times in my mind, but the more I thought about it, the more strange it became.
It’s been more than half a year. I haven’t heard your voice for more than half a year...Is it an illusion...
Mu Zhiyuan thought, and You Haocang flew out with a bang.
Before he even landed on the ground, a warm arm hugged his waist.
A face that I had been thinking about day and night for more than half a year appeared in front of me.
But this face seemed to be very angry.
He turned his head and said something to the other person before turning his head towards himself.
"Zhiyuan, I'm sorry, I'm late."
The face of the man in front of him became gentle again. After more than half a year, his face seemed to have become more angular, resolute and handsome.
The voice that came from him was still so gentle, and Mu Zhiyuan could hear the deep remorse in his voice.
"No...it's too late..."
Mu Zhiyuan slowly raised her right hand and gently touched Lin Lang's face.
"Are you...really?"
"I'm not dreaming..."
Looking at Mu Zhiyuan's messy clothes and injured right leg, Lin Lang felt heartache. He took off his robe, gently covered Mu Zhiyuan, and then grabbed her hand.
"It's me, it's all true! It's okay now, it's okay..."
Lin Lang held Mu Zhiyuan tightly in his arms. Feeling the familiar embrace and body temperature, Mu Zhiyuan was finally convinced that he was not dreaming.
Everything is true, he came back to me!
"You... you bad guy... why did you come here just now? Wuwuwuwu."
"You... left without saying a word."
"Do you know... how painful it is for me to wait for you..."
Mu Zhiyuan also hugged Lin Lang tightly, sobbing and telling her thoughts in her heart.
Lin Lang just listened quietly and stroked her soft long hair.
The relationship between the two had actually been established the last time they were trapped in the mine. However, the situation that time was so critical that they didn't even bother talking about relationships. It was already a miracle that they survived.
However, after that incident, Lin Lang suddenly disappeared, which made the two of them miss each other even more, and they both felt like they had lost and found again.
Mu Zhiyuan wanted to blame Lin Lang, blame him for leaving without saying a word. Blame him for leaving immediately after establishing a relationship with her. Blame him for knowing that at the last moment, he was about to be defiled, so he
Be willing to come out and save yourself.
Mu Zhiyuan wanted to complain, but when the words came to her lips, they all turned into words of longing.
Now that I can meet Lin Lang, all the previous grudges are nothing.
Lin Lang also felt very guilty. He owed this girl a lot. If he really allowed that person to succeed, he would probably live in self-blame for the rest of his life.
The two hugged each other for a while before Cao Hai came over holding You Haocang's head.
"nailed it."
Cao Hai said something to Lin Lang, who nodded slightly with a grateful expression on his face.
However, at this time, Cao Hai's body was broken in many places, and there were two scratch marks on his cheek. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of effort in the battle just now.
"This guy has gone crazy, and his martial arts skills are amazing. If it weren't for the suppression of his realm, I might not be able to beat him."
"Well, I won't disturb you two anymore. I'll go over there and take a look."
Cao Haigang was talking enthusiastically, and when he saw Lin Lang and Mu Zhiyuan leaning together, he scratched his head and walked aside knowingly.
"Damn it, Lin Lang is really too much. With Master Demon Spirit, he still dares to hook up with other women outside."
"Should I tell Lord Demon Spirit or not..."
Cao Hai was thinking in his mind, whistling, and walked a little further away.
"Senior brother...is he really an undercover agent from the Demon Sect..."
Mu Zhiyuan looked at Cao Hai and then saw the clothes Lin Lang spread on her body. After hesitating for a while, she finally expressed her question.
Lin Lang paused for a moment, then said.
"I am a member of the Demonic Cult, but I am not an undercover agent of the Demonic Cult. I only joined the Demonic Cult after that animal-catching conference."
"I don't think you are, senior brother! But they all say that you are...I, I can't tell them, and they are still clamoring to capture you alive and then become a closed disciple..."
Looking at Mu Zhiyuan who looked aggrieved, Lin Lang touched her cheek.
"It doesn't matter what they say, as long as you believe me and someone in the Suzaku Sect believes in me, I don't care."
Lin Lang smiled slightly. He naturally knew that the disciples of the Suzaku Sect were also affected by public opinion. Qi Yan should be blamed for all the culprits.
"Well... senior brother, can you tell me why you joined the Demon Cult and why you came to attack the Spirit Fighting Conference?"
Mu Zhiyuan raised her head and asked seriously. No matter what she thought, Lin Lang was not the kind of bloodthirsty person. There must be some special reason for joining the Demon Cult.
"Why did you join the Demon Cult... It's a long story. I'll tell you later."
"As for why we came to attack the Spirit Fighting Conference..."
Lin Lang deliberately pretended to think for a while, then pinched Mu Zhiyuan's nose and smiled.