At this time, it can be said that the entire Wushan was filled with a sense of murder.
Fu Qingmeng led ten second-level masters straight to Wushan.
And a third-level person from the top of Wushan Mountain also came straight to the southern ruins.
"Stop." Nearing the halfway point of Wushan Mountain, Fu Qingmeng stopped and stared into the distance with a solemn expression.
And there, there was a person coming towards Fu Qingmeng.
"One person from the third level and ten people from the second level, with such strength, dare to break into my Wushan without permission. Do you really think that there is no one in my Wushan?"
Fu Qingmeng looked solemn, "The peak of the third realm?"
The people from Wushan who came down here were very strong. Fu Qingmeng could feel the obvious pressure. They were much stronger than the Wolf King she had encountered before.
"What are you?" Fu Qingmeng looked at him.
"A member of the Wushan Wu Clan, Takeo!" Takeo said calmly: "I am sleeping in Wushan, waiting for the day when the four tribes will return to their ancestral land, and our Wu Clan will return to the four tribes."
"Now that you people from the Zhongtian lineage dare to come, then I will kill you and send your heads to the four tribes."
"They must really like this gift."
"So you are really the lackeys of the four tribes." Fu Qingmeng sneered, "But if you want to kill us, it's not that easy."
"I would like to see how big the gap is between me now and you masters at the peak of the third realm."
The next moment, Fu Qingmeng's aura burst out, a golden beam of light rose into the sky, and the wolf shadow appeared behind her at the same time.
"I didn't expect that I would be able to meet a person with high-grade magical powers. Killing you would be a huge loss to the Zhongtian lineage."
Fu Qingmeng said no more nonsense and directly attacked Takeo.
Takeo's expression remained unchanged, but he just sighed slightly, "I came in a hurry, so I didn't bring those guys out, but I don't need them to deal with you."
"violent!"
"fist!"
Takeo didn't hesitate at all and directly punched Fu Qingmeng.
Fu Qingmeng also showed no weakness, and the wolf shadow merged with Takeo's fist style.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Fu Qingmeng flew backwards, and the wolf shadow behind him seemed to be somewhat dispersed.
"High-grade magical powers are indeed better than other levels."
"Although my punch is not full force, it is absolutely impossible to resist in the early stage of the third realm." Takeo praised: "But you can resist it."
"It's a pity that you are from the Zhongtian lineage."
"Otherwise, I can take you as my concubine."
"Just you? Are you worthy?" Fu Qingmeng sneered and said at the same time: "Ten of you, join me in the attack."
"He has not fully recovered his strength now. It is up to me to confront him head-on, while you look for opportunities to take action from the sidelines."
"Just them?" Takeo sneered, "Then I'll kill you first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Takeo's figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of Fu Qingmeng, and struck Fu Qingmeng directly with a palm.
The difference between Fu Qingmeng and him is not only the difference in realm, both in terms of strength and speed, they are both much weaker.
Although Takeo has not fully recovered, his current strength is at the late third level, which is enough to deal with Fu Qingmeng who is only at the early third level.
But Fu Qingmeng was not an ordinary third level person. She was able to leapfrog and kill a Wolf King who was above the middle level of the third level with only minor injuries.
Even if Takeo is powerful, Fu Qingmeng will not be defeated directly.
Fu Qingmeng collided with Takeo's palm without hesitation.
The sound of explosion spread all around again, Fu Qingmeng took a few steps back, and blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth at the same time.
"I have changed my mind now." Takeo said calmly, "I can give you a chance."
"As long as you are willing to become my concubine, I will not only spare your life, but also allow these subordinates of yours to become the slaves of my martial clan."
"Are you willing?"
"Are you worthy?" Fu Qingmeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Do you really think you can defeat us?"
"Otherwise?" Takeo said calmly.
"I think you're not qualified yet." At this time, a cold voice came, and a figure slowly appeared. At the same time, a golden eagle swooped down from the sky and clawed at Takeo fiercely.
"Aunt Qingmeng, I'm late, are you okay?"
Xu Mo looked at Fu Qingmeng worriedly.
Fu Qingmeng took out the golden sore medicine and drank it, then glared at Xu Mo and said, "Is this what you said about the strongest person in the Martial Clan only being at the second level?"
Xu Mo said awkwardly: "I was careless."
"But it doesn't matter even if there is a third realm."
"give it to me."
"You rest first."
After Xu Mo finished speaking, he looked at Wu Xiong, his eyes full of coldness.
Wu Ming probably didn't lie to him.
It's not that he believed Wu Ming's words easily, but Wu Ming's performance at that time didn't seem to be false. At the critical moment of life and death, if he didn't tell the truth, Xu Mo couldn't have failed to tell.
The man in front of him gave Xu Mo a very strange feeling. His eyes had a bit of vicissitudes of life. Although he looked very young, Xu Mo was sure that he was definitely not young.
If he guessed correctly, Wu Ming probably didn't know that such masters existed in the Wu clan.
At this time, Takeo was already fighting with the golden eagle, and he looked completely devoid of his previous indifference, replaced by fear.
"This is the descendant of the Dongchen tribe's guardian golden eagle. How come it appears here?"
"who are you?"
"The person who killed you." Xu Mo said calmly, while looking at the ten second-level people, "Just take care of Aunt Qingmeng."
After saying that, Xu Mo's figure flashed, and at the same time the Broken Star Sword appeared in his hand.
"Split the ground!"
Cut it out with one sword.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal.
Takeo's expression changed even more, "Is this the Nine Swords of Dongchen?"
"Are you from the Dongchen tribe?"
"Since you are from the Dongchen Clan, why are you an enemy of our Wu Clan?"
"Damn it, how can this golden eagle be so strong?"
"boom!"
The sword energy and the golden eagle's claws fell on Takeo at the same time.
Takeo suddenly let out a scream, and there were a few blood stains on his body, and his face turned a little pale.
"Who said I am from the Dongchen clan?" Xu Mo said lightly.
"Since you are not from the Dongchen tribe, why do you have these things?" Takeo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and punched the golden eagle at the same time, trying to force the golden eagle away.
But the Golden Eagle was much stronger than him, so how could he force the Golden Eagle away?
This punch directly collided with the golden eagle's claws.
With a "click", Takeo's right arm was broken directly.
At the same time, Xu Mo moved again, the broken stars swept across, and the sword energy slashed towards Takeo.
At the same time, Xu Mo's golden eyes opened, and a figure appeared behind Wu Xiong like a ghost, and he slashed out with his sword again.
Blood spattered and Takeo's other arm was broken directly!