The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and there are more and more walking corpses, and even when the fire under the stones is extinguished, the walking corpses are still in an endless stream, and the left move is about to collapse, and there is no more power to fight, and there is no potential to dig up.

Mu Shaoan sighed secretly, almost, Zuo Qian can kill 159 walking corpses with the power of one person, which is already good.

As soon as he jumped, he jumped off the boulder, and before his toes hit the ground, the wooden spear in his right hand had already stabbed out with lightning, and the moment the fog was swept away, there were more than a dozen spear shadows.

Turning to the ground, the wooden spear was withdrawn, the dirty blood on the tip of the spear had not yet dripped off, and with a wave of Mu Shao'an's wrist, the wooden spear drew a semicircle from the front, and the throats of the seven or eight swarming walking corpses were torn into a dark red blood line in an instant.

Collect the spear, turn around, stand, and a second later, the walking corpse within a radius of ten meters fell to the ground crackling.

This kind of attack is not difficult for Mu Shaoan today.

Just a little bit of strength recovery is enough to deal with this meeting.

So within a radius of ten meters, there was no walking corpse that could step into a single step.

Mu Shao'an's feet changed, his left hand was behind, his right hand was holding a spear, the spear shadows were flickering like cold stars, and the walking corpses were roaring, which was not like killing, but like an ethereal movement.

In less than two minutes, the surroundings were completely quiet, and five or six hundred walking corpses were killed here, and the corpses were piled up into a hill, but the tip of the half-finished wooden spear in Mu Shao'an's hand did not seem to have any loss.

"Ahem!"

Zuo Qian, who finally regained some strength, climbed up from the hill made of corpses, and the whole person seemed to be stupid.

"Master, is it too late for me to learn the knife technique of sharpening a wooden spear and the mental method of sharpening a wooden spear with you?"

Zuo Qian finally realized how stupid his choice was before, he actually thought that his master was a carpenter, and the carpenter was a ball!

Just this skill, just this terrifying technique, and that kind of even more shocking calmness, which one is not more powerful than the six styles of the butcher knife method?

He obviously picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon!

"I'm afraid it won't work, I said it, two different paths, when you choose the first path, you can't go on the second one, yes, don't get entangled, the time is almost up, someone should come to meet us." Mu Shaoan smiled and glanced at the sky that was still shrouded in mist, a little nervous.

But Zuo Qian was still immersed in huge regrets, and he didn't keep up with Mu Shaoan's train of thought at all.

Of course, it doesn't matter.

Because after Mu Shao'an finished speaking, it was less than half a cup of tea, and a cyan sword light suddenly broke through the air, just one sword, it cut through the dense fog, and there was no need for a second sword at all, and the aftermath of the sword qi cleaned up the fog in the sky in the blink of an eye.

The disparity in strength between the two sides can be seen.

And the reason why Mu Shaoan was able to guess it was not because he was a god operator, but because the scope of this fog was extremely large, and it was estimated that the affected population was tens of thousands, and even Hengtang Town was about to be destroyed.

With such a large scale, hundreds of thousands of walking corpses will definitely be reversed in Zhentian Pass, if you can capture Zhentian Pass, you can immediately get more than 200,000 walking corpses, in this way, it is not difficult to destroy the Daewoo Kingdom.

But the mastermind behind the scenes has calculated everything, and I am afraid that he will not know that there is a powerful Xiuzhen sect in Fuyun Mountain that is preparing to enter the world.

Then, at the most critical moment, that is, when Zhentian Pass is about to be breached, this master of the Xiuzhen sect will definitely take action in an instant to save the lives of all people from fire and water, and then establish the prestige of the Xiuzhen sect.

In this case, it's really not that hard to estimate something.

But Mu Shao'an is not a real layout, so there are some things he can't predict, such as when the fog clears, he was about to return to Zhentianguan with a stupid left move, when he saw a sword light passing by, and then a man in white appeared outside Baizhang without half a penny.

This person is tall and long, although he is dressed in white, but the workmanship is excellent, the sleeve corners, and a few decorations on the collar are the finishing touches.

So, Mu Shaoan immediately knew who the other party was.

Don't dare to slack off, Mu Shaoan will give a salute from afar, Brother Xiaoyuan must worship under this person's door, so there can be no sloppiness at all.

"Do you know who I am?"

A hundred zhang away, the fairy guy spoke, the voice was not loud, but it seemed to sound in the ears, the sound of gold and jade, the pearl was round and jade, it was very different.

"I don't know, but I often hear that there are immortals on Fuyun Mountain, and today I see that the immortals are handsome, and the fairy spirit is incomparable, and they fight the world with swords, and they can not be wrong when they think about it. Mu Shaoan racked his brains to come up with a few elegant words to pat himself on, but unfortunately the effect didn't seem to be good.

The man in white was silent for a few seconds, and then said to himself: "You are not a cultivator, you can't operate in your body, your body is not strong, and the weapon in your hand is also the most ordinary, so I'm curious, how did you manage to kill 598 walking corpses in a short period of time, if you only rely on the martial arts technique to explain, I'm afraid it's not right, it seems that it can only be explained by innate heterogeneity. ”

"Listen, the deity is the sect master of the Yunmeng Sect of Fuyun Mountain, a passerby in the red dust, and now you want to open the mountain gate, the one who holds the wooden spear, are you willing to be the great disciple of the deity under the throne? ”

"Huh?"

Mu Shaoan was dumbfounded, what the hell?

"Thank you for the kindness of the sect master of Hongchen, I don't have the idea of cultivating immortals, but there are still two children in the next family, but I can worship under the sect master. ”

The man in white glanced at Mu Shao'an a few more times, and said lightly, "Your immortal fate has arrived, it's useless to say more! It's not that you can change it if you want to, the deity will be waiting for you on the top of Fuyun Mountain." ”

After saying a word, the guy dragged away.

And Mu Shaoan was completely dumbfounded, how can this be done?

It's Brother Xiaoyuan who wants to cross the catastrophe and ascend, not that he Mu Boss is ascending.

What kind of red dust is this, it's really stubborn and weird.

"Master, what were you talking about? Talking to yourself, I almost thought you were ghosted again!"

At this time, the big head of the left moved out of the grass on the side of the road, and his face was fierce, and he looked very vigilant.

I made up, I didn't see the red dust guest who was dragging just now.

"I just met an immortal and discussed the problem of cultivating immortals with him, but I didn't expect it, Xiao Zuo, you don't have an immortal fate. Mu Shao'an sighed, no, he has to speed up the improvement of Brother Xiaoyuan's qualifications, Zuoqian is now equivalent to opening up the second vein of Rendu, and he has not been favored by that Hongchen guest, if that guy sees Brother Xiaoyuan, I am afraid that he will be disdainful at all.

And now he is not the opponent of the red dust guest at all, could it be that he really wants to go to Fuyun Mountain to be the founding disciple of Yunmeng Sect?

It's terrifying!