On the right is the sea and on the left is the dark forest.
Ahead is a golden sky that is gradually lighting up, with clouds and mountains connected, and large swaths of light slowly illuminating everything.
Zhu Wanguo took Han Jiaping'er and a dozen or so secret sect masters with the fastest movement skills and rushed towards another secret sect stronghold.
The group of people didn't look back and ran as fast as they could, fearing that someone would catch up from behind.
Suddenly, I wish all nations to pause and stop where they are.
"Watch your step!" he warned loudly.
But it was still a step slower.
With a snap, a large net suddenly lifted from the ground, covering the heads of at least half of the people.
The few people who were not covered immediately drew their swords and slashed forward.
However, their movements were interrupted by the dense flying of hidden weapons around them.
Several people immediately blocked the hidden weapons and had no time to worry about the big net.
Zhang Yunqi slowly walked out from behind a rock, followed by Zhang Zhenhai and three other masters of counter-religion.
In this era, there is no shortage of miserable people who have been tricked by spiritual beings and their families and lives have been ruined.
Therefore, the counter-religion will never lack new recruits. The only thing they worry about is the trust of the newcomers.
At this time, one of the three masters has just joined.
"Let's fight quickly." Zhang Yunqi looked calm and jumped forward to pounce on Zhu Wanguo.
What he didn't expect was that as soon as he started to move, Zhu Wanguo suddenly rushed to the right.
The two women beside him, on the other hand, faced him in the face without fear of death.
The three of them exchanged dozens of moves. Ping'er and Han Jia groaned in pain at the same time, flew backwards, and took several steps back on the beach with their legs.
One person had a bloody cut on his face. The other person had a fractured right arm and wrist, which was healing rapidly.
"Masters of Sankong!! Where did this Citong get so many masters!?" The two of them were shocked.
But seeing that Zhang Yunqi wanted to chase the young master, he immediately pounced on him with all his strength.
Both of them had spiritual connections. They exchanged injuries for injuries, and their fearless fighting style also made Zhang Yunqi unable to end it quickly.
If in another place, he was the only one fighting against the two of them, within thirty moves, he would be able to completely eliminate them, and then start a cycle of encirclement and killing.
But now, the number of these Thousand Cult Alliance members, that is, people from the Esoteric Cult, is no less than theirs.
Zhang Yunqi's skills and experience level were far superior to those of the two, but he hesitated a little under this desperate attack, so Zhu Wanguo took the opportunity to break through the blockade and led the last two people to escape towards the wilderness forest.
Bang!
A master of the Rebellion religion tried to catch up, but Zhu Wanguo shot him in the chest with a backhand shot, killing him on the spot.
Zhang Yunqi's anger flashed and he raised his hand to shoot the dart.
Suddenly a warning sign appeared in his heart and he quickly evacuated.
puff!!!
Ping'er cut off her left arm with one hand, and from the wound of the severed arm, a large amount of silver threads shot out, sweeping across all living creatures in the fan-shaped direction in front of her.
Within a range of more than ten meters.
Regardless of the Thousand Sect Alliance or the Counter Sect, a total of more than ten masters were penetrated by this sweep.
The bodies of the living people trembled, and the skin of those who were penetrated by the silver thread began to dry up rapidly, like a thousand-year-old mummy that had lost moisture and turned black and withered and fell to the ground.
But after finishing this step, Ping'er's face turned pale, and she fell to her knees weakly.
Obviously, this kind of active spiritual explosion is also a huge drain on her.
"Shuzi is seeking death!!" Zhang Yunqi was extremely angry. He stepped forward and reached out to hit the opponent's head with a palm.
Bang!
Ping'er's head cracked and she fell to the ground dead.
Han Jia screamed, holding the knife behind her back and pointing it at her chest, trying to do the same thing.
However, Zhang Zhenhai hit him on the back with a palm from behind, and the huge force of the shock knocked him weak, causing him to stumble forward and fall to the ground.
"Kill the rest of them all, take away the worshipers and round them up to kill!! Avenge your dead brothers and sisters!!" Zhang Zhenhai's beautiful eyes were filled with evil, and he stepped forward and cut off Han Jia's neck with a knife.
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Zhu Wanguo ran at full speed, and he didn't even know how he lost.
Everything went according to plan, and he made no omissions or mistakes.
Why is this happening??
In the early morning, a glimmer of golden light appeared in the sky.
The mountain forests are filled with white mist, and some woods are gradually illuminated by light, turning green. Some are still dark and black.
A mysterious sense of chaos, the alternation of yin and yang, the cycle of old and new, emerged in Zhu Wanguo's heart.
He didn't know why he felt this way.
But at this moment, even though he was still on the run, he was still attracted by such beautiful scenery.
Hey!
Suddenly he stopped and raised his hand to stop the two men behind him who were still trying to move forward.
"Young Master?" The two men looked around nervously with knives. What had just happened had frightened them into fear.
At this time, the white mist sank in the forest, like a stream, flowing with the wind, and it only covered the three people's waists.
The golden light shone in the forest, and the mist filled the air beneath my feet.
Ahead is a slender stream and a straight wooden bridge.
Under the wooden bridge, water and mist intertwined, flowing from left to right. It was like a dream for a while, and I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.
But Zhu Wanguo's mind was very clear. He stared straight ahead at the tall figure blocking the other side of the bridge.
The man was wearing a light blue Taoist robe with a waistband, a double-leaf blue jade Taoist crown on his head, black hair shawl, and a majestic temperament.
The most conspicuous thing is the opponent's belt. The belt is copper-colored and so wide that one could almost think it was part of the armor. There is a Tai Chi diagram made of amber inlaid on it.
Zhu Wanguo focused his eyes on the other person’s face.
That face, as expected, was a pitch-black mask. Apart from the fact that the other person was a male, nothing else could be discerned.
"Who are you!? Why are you blocking my way?" He would not think that the other party came here by coincidence.
This place is a barren mountain with many ferocious beasts. On weekdays, not even a single herb gatherer would show up, let alone being blocked at the bridge at this moment.
"You don't even know who I am, but you still dare to make so many calculations?"
The man slowly moved forward and stepped on the wooden bridge.
The two were more than ten meters apart, but the other was approaching step by step, giving people a strong sense of oppression with no way to escape.
They clearly wish that the other directions of Wanguo and the others would be unobstructed, but they just had this illusion from deep in their hearts.
"Kill!!" In an instant, the two people behind Zhu Wanguo rushed forward, swung out two swords, and landed on the man's chest.
The two sides were only seven or eight meters apart at this time.
For an expert, the distance of seven to eight meters can be reached in an instant, but at this moment, the swords swung by these two people suddenly missed.
They had clearly calculated the distance and would definitely be able to hit each other, but when the sword fell, it was strangely just a hair away.
Whoosh!
A big hand suddenly crossed their throats.
There was no blood, just their necks were completely crushed and severed.
With two thuds, the two fell to the ground and struggled, gradually losing their voice. Their heads were completely powerless, hanging on their necks like toys, with only a layer of skin remaining.
"If you want to kill me... no matter who you are! You are not qualified!!!"
Zhu Wanguo did not look at the corpse on the ground, but stared at the person in front of him.
Whoosh!
He stepped a little closer and quickly disappeared from the spot. He appeared next to the opponent and stabbed his waist silently with a knife. This move is the core secret skill of the Demon Eagle Cult and a limit-breaking skill in the Yinglan Gong.
Use special body skills to move quickly and kill, and the short knife is like an eagle's claw to capture prey.
This move is quite simple, the only feature is that it is fast!
very fast!
The Demon Eagle lineage is known for its speed, movement and ruthless moves.
At this time, he was at the highest level of inner magic and used his unique skills, supplemented by the precious sword Qiulin in his hand.
If you are caught off guard, no matter how the opponent blocks, you will be seriously injured.
Because as long as you block, the Qiulin knife's sharpness can penetrate the blocking object and transfer the poison on the blade into its wound.
As long as you are injured a little, a little... you will have a chance!
Zhu Wanguo was extremely focused and concentrated. He felt that the sword in his hand was flowing like clouds and water, and he had reached the peak of his martial arts state.
pity.
when!!
The blade of the Qiulin sword was slapped away by a palm from the side.
Huge power spread to Zhu Wanguo like a spring.
His pupils shrank and he made a quick decision.
"Limit State: The Way of Mingkong!"
His whole body swelled, and his back muscles swelled rapidly, as if there were wings gathered behind him.
"Breaking Limits: Misty and Traceless!"
Breaking Limits: Condensing Yang to Calm Qi! "
Breaking the Limit: Fierce Jade Finger!”
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Wanguo's body seemed to be deformed, and his legs began to grow rapidly.
The skin turned black, with strange blood lines appearing. The muscles surged up from the legs like running water.
Then came the chest, abdomen and back, and countless feather-like blood lines appeared all over the body. The muscles on the body swelled and gathered, as if they were all flowing into the right arm, right hand, and index finger like water!
At this moment, all the strength in his body gathered together and he stabbed forward like lightning.
BANG!!!!
This finger was held on the wrist by Zhang Rongfang's right hand, and it stopped firmly at a position a few centimeters away from his chest.
"It's really amazing."
Zhang Rongfang raised his head and the edges of his dark pupils were filled with countless bloodshot eyes rapidly gathering along the whites of his eyes.
"It's just a little bit close to beating me to death..."
Zhu Wanguo's hair stood on end, his whole body was cold, his heart tightened, and he tried his best to pull out his hands, but it was already too late.
A strong sense of threat swept through his body.
boom!!
His blocking left hand was hit head-on by a fist shadow, his arm was weak and was swung away, leaving the door wide open.
A black light like a waterfall rushed into the empty door and landed in the middle of his chest.
A huge explosion sounded, and Zhu Wanguo's body flew backwards like a cannonball, crossed the open space, and hit the middle of a tree.
puff!
He bent his back, raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The center of the chest collapsed deeply, and a clear fist mark appeared.
The area around the fist mark quickly turned red, and blood from internal injuries poured into it.
Falling leaves were falling, and Zhang Rongfang slowly approached. He had just entered the extreme state, and even the limit-breaking skills were useless, he was just making ordinary moves.
The result is that everything is over.
Standing in front of the other party, he was a little disappointed.
"You have good potential. It might be more interesting if you can worship God..."
"pity...."
He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the other person's eyebrows.
At this moment, Zhu Wanguo opened his mouth and spat out.
A bit of silver light burst out from his mouth and stabbed Zhang Rongfang's chest fiercely.
That silver light is a nail.
At this distance, the nails are extremely fast and extremely concealed, but...
There was a crisp sound as it penetrated the armor. Just as it was about to move forward, it was firmly embedded in Zhang Rongfang's Taoist robe. It could not make any further progress.
puff.
Zhang Rongfang placed his fingers between the opponent's eyebrows and gently dispersed the blood on his head. Then he moved his fingers together and lightly touched the knuckles of the opponent's arms and hands.
After a series of cracking sounds, Zhu Wanguo tilted his head and fell into a coma.
The person carrying Zhang Rongfang took one last look around and made sure that there were no other masters around.