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Chapter 39: Magic Smoke

The people from Dragon Slayer Palace took advantage of Nangong Sect to hold a hunting conference and arranged a huge plan to assassinate Nangong Sect disciples in advance in the event area, trying to annihilate Nangong Sect's elite disciples and inflict heavy damage to Nangong Sect.

However, this plan was ruined by Fang Yun less than half way through. News of the invasion of the Dragon Slayer Palace spread like a plague. Immediately, the senior officials of the Nangong Sect took action and led many disciples to kill these invaders.

On the outskirts of Demon Rock Mountain, countless disciples, led by the elders, rushed into the depths of the forest and annihilated the Dragon Slaying Palace disciples who were ambushing them. Among the supporting troops, Yue Xiang'er frowned and his pretty face was a little worried.

He said: "I wonder how Brother Fang Yun is doing! I hope he can wait until we arrive!"

Murong Yue, who was walking beside him, comforted him: "Don't worry, it would be quite worrying if it were anyone else, but Fang Yun is different. This guy will always give you unexpected surprises." After some adjustments,

After resting, Murong Yue's injuries have improved a lot, not to mention that with so many disciples, it is more than enough to deal with these Dragon Slayer Palace disciples.

"Well! I hope so." Murong Yue's words made Yue Xiang'er's worried expression calm down slightly. Even she couldn't say that she fully understood Fang Yun's strength, but no matter what, every time after a critical moment, Fang Yun would

Yundu appeared in front of her in full swing. Thinking of what happened before, Yue Xiang'er felt a little calmer, because in her mind, nothing seemed to be difficult for him.

The entire Demonic Rock Mountain suddenly became lively. The infiltration of Dragon Slaying Palace disciples immediately caused a sensation in the entire Nangong Sect. The two disciples inside and outside fought back one after another, defeating the formation they had originally arranged. A dozen Dragon Slaying Palace disciples were revealed, and countless disciples raised their hands.

The swords charged and the disciples of the Dragon Slaying Palace lurking on the periphery fell one after another.

Deep in the depths, Yu Feng fled in a hurry under Zhong Yue's pursuit. The ancient bell vibrated, and the terrible energy cracked his body. He was bleeding, but he still gritted his teeth and fled to the outside, in a state of embarrassment.

Zhong Yue's eyes were cold and he was full of murderous intent. He was chasing after him at high speed with the ancient bell. This was the best opportunity to kill Yu Feng, and it was also the last best time. He would never let him escape.

On the other hand, Zhu Qian and Chen Ji were in a state of embarrassment when surrounded by two masters from the Dragon Slayer Palace. Many holes in their bodies were bleeding. Chen Ji was tall and mighty, standing there like a mountain.

, exuding a surging aura. He held the big knife tightly in his hand. On his left shoulder, a deep blood hole was shocking, and on his back, a deep and long blood mark continued to overflow, soaking the entire clothes.

Similarly, Zhu Gan's face was extremely pale, his clothes were stained with blood, and his body was covered in blood. Even though he was injured and embarrassed, their aura was still there, and their eyes were like wolves staring at the two people in front of them, wishing to eat them.

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"If it weren't for that broken mirror, I could have beaten them to death with one hand!" Zhu Gan stared closely at the three-foot-sized mirror above their heads. The mirror was smooth, emitting bright light, and suspended in the air, as if

It is a door to the ancient times, emitting a terrifying wave that makes people's scalp numb.

"If this continues, we will die here sooner or later. We have to look for opportunities to escape from this damn mirror." Chen Ji said in a low voice with a solemn expression.

Zhu Gan gritted his teeth. He had always been conceited and arrogant, but now he had ended up in such an embarrassing situation, and he was holding back anger in his heart.

"Can you escape? This damn Broken Mirror is like a follower, beating them wherever it goes. If you stay and fight with them, you have to beat that Broken Mirror to pieces." Zhu Gan said angrily.

Chen Ji shook his head slightly, "If this happens, we will all die."

"I can still fight with them, so hurry up and leave! They can't kill me yet." Chen Jidao.

Zhu Gan was startled for a moment, then gritted his teeth and cursed: "Go away! Who do you, Chen Ji, think of me, Zhu Gan? Am I the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? If you want to leave, you can go on your own." Zhu Gan knew in his heart that Chen Ji Ji did this just because he didn't want both of them to die here. Since he could stay for himself to block the enemy, it had to be said that he felt a little touched in his heart.

"Have you discussed how to do it?"

At this time, a disciple from the Dragon Slaughter Palace said casually, staring at them with a look of victory. Another disciple beside him said: "We can't delay it any longer. Logically speaking, Zhong Yue should have arrived by this time. Now that he hasn’t shown up yet, I’m afraid I’m in trouble.”

The man nodded, "Then I won't play with them. After we're done here, we'll go find him for a round." After saying that, he turned to Zhu Qian and said, "Okay, we're in a hurry and won't play with them." Now that you’re done playing, come on together.”

Boom boom boom!

In the Demon Rock Mountain, dozens of bombing sounds resounded through the sky. Thick sand and dust rose inside and outside the forest. Fierce battles were taking place at more than a dozen coordinates. For a time, countless birds in the forest were frightened away, ancient trees collapsed, and chaos filled the air. Large-scale battles took place everywhere, with great momentum.

"Quickly retreat! Nangongmen has already surrounded us!"

"Let's hurry up and fight with Senior Brother Zhong Yue, otherwise we will all die!"

"Use the formation to hold them back!"



In the southeast area of ​​Demonic Rock Mountain, countless inner sect cores were flying in the air, and they all used their precious phantoms to fight against the people of the Dragon Slayer Palace.

"Our actions have alarmed the entire Nangong Sect, and the plan is almost completed. We must quickly rendezvous and activate the formation to leave here." A core disciple of the inner sect of the Dragon Slayer Palace said.

"Give me the order! All brothers and sisters enter the deep forest and retreat!"

A signal bomb shot up into the sky and erupted into a bright and dazzling light. This was their signal to retreat from the Dragon Slayer Palace. Everyone saw this signal, stopped entangled, and headed for the deep forest.

In the deep forest, the area was in dilapidated condition. Trees had fallen down for several miles, and not a single tree or flower was completely upright. Huge cracks spread in all directions, and there were pits and pits. The deep forest, which was originally lush with flowers and trees, had become a land of ruins.

"Huh? Are these guys going to retreat? Haha... It seems that the mission is almost completed!" Wu Jiang raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. The bright and dazzling light showed the symbol of the Dragon Slaying Palace. The corners of Wu Jiang's mouth raised slightly, and he said softly. smiled.

Fang Yun was slightly startled. Hearing Wu Jiang's words, he seemed to have already known the purpose of Tulong Palace's operation. He even knew the meaning of the signal flare, which immediately shocked him.

"No wonder you came here to take my life without any distractions. It turns out that the traitor who has been hiding in the Nangong Gate is your Wu family!" Fang Yun's face was pale, the left half of his body was soaked in blood, and his breath was weak and slightly short. He gasped for breath and whispered with some difficulty.

Regarding Fang Yun's discovery, Wu Jiang's expression did not change, but his smile grew stronger. After all, the person in front of him was going to die soon, and even if he knew it, it would not have any impact.

"It seems that you are not stupid. Why has the Nangong Sect been defeated by the Dragon Slayer Palace so many times over the years? Our Wu family has helped a lot behind the scenes." Wu Jiang spoke without any scruples, "Including this time.

The purpose of the trip was to stop the conspiracy of the Dragon Slayer Palace. Although it was successfully completed, you don't know that this is just a part of them. In fact, the plan they are brewing behind the scenes is far bigger than this huge one.

too much."

Fang Yun finally understood the reason why there were so many direct descendants of the Wu family in Nangong Sect. Their purpose was just to one day be able to completely control the entire sect and become part of the Wu family's power.

Wu Jiang smiled solemnly: "It's a pity that it's useless if you know, because you are going to die."

"Really?" Fang Yun's tone was weak, but his expression was full of perseverance and confidence, his eyes filled with a hint of madness. Suddenly, he raised his right hand and suddenly grabbed the dragon's fork inserted on his left shoulder.

"ah!"

A heartbreaking sound resounded throughout the forest. Fang Yun grabbed the dragon's fork that nailed his body to the ancient tree and pulled it out with force. Suddenly, blood spurted out from the pierced left shoulder and was pierced on the left shoulder.

The dragon's fork moved slowly, Fang Yun's face turned red, veins popped out, and he forcefully pulled out the dragon's fork.

Shit!

Strings of blood flowers bloomed, and a heart-rending roar sounded in the forest. Fang Yun raised the dragon's whisker fork in his hand and threw it towards Wujiang, as fast as lightning.

After Fang Yun broke free from the control, he immediately turned around and ran away. Unexpectedly, his legs suddenly became weak and he almost stumbled to the ground. Fang Yun gritted his teeth and endured the pain. His left shoulder had collapsed. Apart from the severe pain, he could no longer feel anything. The soft white light in his palm flickered.

Yuan Power circulates, and in the crystal sea of ​​consciousness, Yuan Power pours out like a flood, and the Soul Killing Mind Technique circulates. Fang Yun's body is once again bathed in purple light, leaving a trail of afterimages in place and rushing towards the deep forest.

The dragon's fork turned into a silver light and shuttled over. Wu Jiang raised his hand and grabbed the long pole. The dragon's fork stayed just in front of Wu Jiang's eyebrows. The blood-stained triangular fork exuded a cold and sharp light, which was extremely sharp.

"Run? Can you escape?" Wu Jiang held the dragon whisker fork in one hand and looked at Fang Yun's running back with a playful sneer at the corner of his mouth. Comparing speed between the innate spiritual vein realm and the air control realm? It's simply overestimating one's capabilities.

Wu Jiang stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot and turned into a stream of light and chased after him. The two of them were one behind the other. One was running on the land and the other was flying across the sky. The speed was astonishing. However, even if Fang Yun was using the Soul Killing Mental Technique,

With help, the speed was greatly increased, but it was still not faster than Wu Jiang who was flying in the air.

Wu Jiang quickly closed the distance between him and Fang Yun. He raised the dragon's fork in his hand with an indifferent expression and swept across it. A series of sharp edges shrouded the area where Fang Yun was running towards.

Fluffy…

A series of dangerous light blades suddenly struck from the front. Fang Yun still did not avoid the impact, and his body was directly blown away and hit the ground heavily.

Wu Jiang walked slowly forward with a dragon whisker fork in his hand, looking at Fang Yun who was struggling with a playful look, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It's just a clown, how long do you think you can dance?"

The breath of death approached step by step, and Fang Yun felt a chill down his spine, but he still stood up with difficulty, looking at Wu Jiang walking step by step, smiling bitterly in his heart, it seemed that he might be in trouble today.

"Run? Why don't you run?" Wu Jiang smiled sarcastically, "Are you giving up now? You are not as confident as you were just now."

Fang Yun closed his eyes slightly, clenched his fists tightly, and secretly prayed in his heart that the piece of jade in his palm could play a key role at this time, otherwise he would really die.

Looking at Fang Yun who seemed to be waiting for death, Wu Jiang laughed proudly, "If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place? Aren't you asking for trouble?" As he said that, Wu Jiang said with serious eyes: "Since you

It's so painful, so I'll help you get rid of it. It just so happens that I also want to see if you have any ancient talismans on your body."

Wu Jiang raised the dragon's fork in his hand, and when he was about to take action, he suddenly froze. His face filled with murderous intent also froze, and his eyes looked at the black smoke slowly drifting behind Fang Yun with a hint of fear.

"That's...could that be the legendary magic smoke?" Wu Jiang's face changed drastically, his expression was extremely shocked, and his breathing became a little rapid, "So everything recorded a hundred years ago is true. In this magic rock mountain,

Sure enough, there is an ancient curse."

Wu Jiang, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly became frightened, which immediately made Fang Yun suspicious. He immediately looked back and saw a large amount of thick black smoke rolling in from deep in the forest. The black smoke was black and dense, like a flood, and it was extremely weird. (Unfinished)

to be continued)


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