Mu Kong did not panic or attack immediately, but continued to walk behind the team, but his face was a little more gloomy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Since you can let yourself enter the illusion without noticing, it is impossible to get out of it easily, and attacking in a panic will only be counterproductive.

It was almost close to the exit of the Yongdao again, and it was the same plot, the same sentence appeared in his mouth three times, and Lan Yueling walked in front of him from behind him three times.

"Hehe, how do you break the game?" The voice was loud, but no one cared, except for Mu Kong, everyone mechanically repeated the original boring script.

It was almost at the exit of the Yongdao again, this time Mu Kong couldn't hold it back, he jumped suddenly, blocked in front of everyone, and stood there quietly.

The leaders were still Wu Qing, Qin Moke, Anthony and Arthur, their faces did not change in the slightest, but their eyes were slightly dull.

They raised their heads and looked at Mu Kong, there were no doubts, only eternal indifference.

Mu Kong shuddered when everyone looked at him. "Is this them!?" he wasn't sure who the group in front of him was right now.

Are the original people who were controlled?

Or is everything fake, just a fantasy? Or is it even a fake?

The fog around is still the same, and the light is still the same soft, but the atmosphere is slightly oppressive. Mu Kong was in front of everyone, which seemed to arouse their hostility, and he didn't hesitate to shoot at Mu Kong.

"Extremely cold. ”

"Rain of swords. ”

"Dark Touch. ”

"Boom ......"

The first to strike was naturally the closest person, Qin Moke and Arthur's magic suddenly came, and Anthony and Wu Qing attacked him with an incomparable edge.

Mu Kong had already prepared, his body retreated extremely quickly, the wind spirit technique was blessed on his body, and the strength of his body was violent, and he could avoid the attack. But instead of choosing to distance himself, he entered the crowd.

Pulling a distance means that he will have to confront head-on, he clearly knows the current situation, even if he is confident, Mu Kong will not naively think that he can fight against so many people!

So, how can he respond?

"Poof......" The sound of the magic iron sword piercing into the flesh, this is Mukong's response plan. For some reason, among the people who entered the soul abyss, magicians accounted for the majority, which also provided Mu Kong with an opportunity.

The Demon Iron Sword had long been blessed with the magic array of the wind system, and the sharp ghostly light combined with the sword light blooming with the life force swept across the world.

The corridor is very spacious, but the battlefield for dozens of people is much narrower, which also provides a lot of convenience for Mukong's attack.

"Resist the Ring of Fire. ”

"Bound by the wind. ”

Mu Kong walked among the magicians at his speed, and the sharpness of the magic iron sword caused trauma to several magicians in an instant. However, these people are obviously not rookies, and even if the environment is unfavorable, they have taken the most correct way to deal with it in an instant.

Mu Kong only felt that the power of various elements was repelling him, and his speed dropped sharply.

"Heha......" Wu Qing also chased after him, and a pair of fist prints hit Mu Kong's face door directly.

How strong was Wu Qing's refining strength? Mu Kong had never felt it so directly.

The oncoming style of boxing is different from your own style.

Wu Qing's attacks are fierce and unstoppable, while his internal strength attacks are a combination of ingenuity and skill.

In an instant, Mu Kong made a choice, he did not have a rigid front, but a sideways body fell to the ground, and then slammed forward, his arms spread, and his life force was released.

Sliding rapidly along the corridor, the sword rays of the Demon Iron Sword slashed horizontally on both sides, directly slashing towards the fire mage who was injured at the beginning.

This magician was always on guard against Mu Kong, resisting the immediate release of the ring of fire, and he kept retreating.

Mu Kong obviously wouldn't just give up, the life force was fused into the sword, the sword grew instantly, and the sharp tip of the sword swallowed the letter, and stabbed it without hesitation.

The fire mage looked at Mu Kong coldly, and it seemed very stupid that the other party didn't give up in this situation.

Not to mention whether the other party can attack him under the effect of resisting the fire ring, even if he can, it will take a lot of time, with these times, Mu Kong would have been besieged to death a long time ago.

However, is Mu Kong stupid? No, the Demon Iron Sword seemed to ignore the resistance to the barrier of the fire ring, and pierced the obstacle of the fire element, piercing the body of the fire magician, and piercing his thoughts.

"Tick ......"

It was the sound of blood dripping, and the fire mage looked at the pierced heart, without the slightest expression on his face, and lay straight on the ground.

Then, his body disappeared from everyone's eyes, along with the dripping blood.

"What the hell is going on!?" After Mu Kong killed the fire magician, without the slightest drag, the magic iron sword was instantly pulled out, flexibly dodging between everyone.

However, within a minute of time, the corpse of the fire mage was gone!

Without giving Mu Kong time to think, several warriors besieged Mu Kong again, not like a magician, they could pose a great threat to Mu Kong.

"Why weren't they surprised in the slightest!" Mu Kong looked at the people around him suspiciously, they didn't seem to be aware of the disappearance of the fire mage's corpse.

"Aren't these real? It's an illusion?" Mu Kong bit his tongue, not daring to relax, he could feel the power of Wu Qing's fist prints just now, it was extremely real.

The magicians scattered and retreated a little awkwardly, they didn't even have a role at the moment, Mu Kong wandered in the crowd, and their magic was likely to hit others.

"Hmph!" Mu Kong suddenly rolled to the side, and the magic iron sword in his right hand slashed at the void on the left without hesitation.

"When ......" Anthony emerged from the void with a cold expression, his dagger against the magic iron sword. This time, however, he did not follow the path of the Assassins, and after a failed blow, he still attacked like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

The dark energy was handily dense all around, resisting Mu Kong's life force, and while resisting Mu Kong's life force, several daggers were exposed on his legs and shot towards Mu Kong's head.

Mu Kong's heart was awe-inspiring, Anthony was worthy of being the holy son of the Dark Empire, and the intensity of the attack was enough to threaten his life, he didn't dare to fight for a long time, and wanted to break free from Anthony's shackles and continue guerrilla warfare.

"Sword Rain!"

"Ice Rain!"

Qin Moke and Arthur obviously wouldn't miss such an opportunity, controlling countless lightsabers and icicles, shuttling through the crowd, besieging Mukong's retreat, and Mukong was caught off guard.

Obviously, the scruples of unleashing magic in the crowd, with their subtle control, do not have to worry.

"Drink ......" Wu Qing's burly body swelled up suddenly, and his internal strength shot fiercely, kicking Mu Kong's body.

There were many other warriors and magicians who seized the opportunity, and all kinds of attacks came one after another for a while, this time it was not like the previous two times! This was a full fight, without sparing a hand, Mu Kong even smelled death.

"Bang bang bang ......" exploded out of thin air around Mu Kong, which was the sound of the body protection qi wall shattering.

Mu Kong gritted his teeth, and it was inevitable to avoid it. "Then come hard!" He was ruthless, and his life force was fully output, and with him as the center, the magic iron sword danced a huge sword and spun!

Since you want to be strong, then kill!

The white sword flew, touching the fragile flesh, mixed with bright red blood and floating in the air, both enemy and own.

However, Mu Kong is just one person, even if he is strong, how strong can he be?

The rain of swords and swords, ice picks flying, and there are Anthony's swift assassinations and Wu Qing's powerful attacks, and Mu Kong's magic iron sword sword sword hurts some other weaker magicians more.

For a long time, Mu Kong supported his body with the magic iron sword, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, silently looking at the group of people around him. Suddenly, he felt a little ridiculous, this fight was so inexplicable, he didn't know why.

"Boom" The others will not give Mu Kong time to breathe, Wu Qing is particularly fierce, refining his body qi domineering and ferociously raging, and a pair ......of giant fists hit Mu Kong mercilessly.

If it was one-on-one, Mu Kong had countless ways to crack Wu Qing's attack, after all, his attainments in refining his internal strength had already surpassed Wu Qing.

However, he still avoided it, because Anthony was close again, and the magic of Arthur and Qin Moke was also coming one after another, and there was another person behind him who was also ruthless.

"Do you want to die here?" Mu Kong was bitter, if he died this time, it would really be unclear whether he would die.

In an instant, his eyes were red, and he turned sharply. Regardless of the deadly attack behind him, the magic iron sword in his hand slashed mercilessly, he sensed that the person behind him should be a magician, at least if he died, he would have to pull a cushion!

However, the moment he turned around, a familiar and beautiful face, with a look of indifference, a huge wind blade had already condensed out.

"Hehe, Yueling...... Are you going to kill me too?" Looking at the person in front of him, the magic iron sword that had already been erected high fell down, and the gushing sword light flashed with unwilling letters, and dissipated into the air.

Looking at that familiar and beautiful face, even if he became indifferent, how could he bear to do it?

The wind blade was still there, but it stopped in front of Mu Kong, and maybe he could easily take Mu Kong's life in the next moment.

Maybe I don't dare to face it, and I don't know if it's about love, but the attachment and pity that have lived and died together are like the surrounding clouds and mist floating in intermittent memories.

"If you want to die, you should die by your hands. Mu Kong looked at Lan Yueling's cheeks nostalgically, with a hint of relief in her bitterness and unwillingness.

At the moment when Mu Kong was dying, Lan Yueling, who had already entered the island, felt a touch of struggle and a trace of pain in her heart, as if she saw Mu Kong's desperate face......