Standing behind Zhang Kui, Mu Ziyun and Huzi almost couldn't stand, if it weren't for Huzi who used the Heavy Domain to suppress the two of them on the ground, they would really be blown to the sky by the strong wind that Zhang Kui burst out.

"How can there be such a powerful aura!" Mu Ziyun said in his heart: "This anger is with the smell of blood, could it be..."After taking a closer look at Zhang Kui's body, he found that his skin was glowing red, and he suddenly realized, "It turns out that Zhang Zhangmen is consuming the blood on his body, what kind of technique is this?" ”

After a long time, Zhang Kui's palms left his head and spread them flat on both sides, the red slit on the top of his head was three inches wider, his eyes were all red, and his appearance was really terrible, and his voice became dry when he opened his mouth: "I deal with the heavens, you walk from the ground, and there is only one stick of incense." “

"Du Hu! Hold on to the ground! Zhang Kui roared.

Huzi immediately pressed Mu Ziyun's shoulder, increasing the gravity of the two of them by fifty times, and at this moment, Zhang Kui stomped on the ground, as if his feet had exploded, first sinking into a pit half a foot deep, and then shaking out an air wave, and the disciples of all sects standing on the battlefield were all catapulted to the sky without exception.

Huzi and Mu Ziyun felt that their thighs seemed to be cut off, and they couldn't be surprised, and when those disciples fell, Mu Ziyun clicked on the acupuncture points of the two, forcibly let the blood in the legs flow rapidly again, regained consciousness, and then rushed into the pile.

The two of them flew very fast, with the strength of the transformation, they cleared the obstacles all the way, and the disciples who were holding the treasures immediately lost their breath before they had time to use the means, and after a while, Mu Ziyun was a little puzzled, why there was still no person at the head level to block them, and he looked back suspiciously, and found that Zhang Kui was alone, blocking everyone in the sky in place, and even half of the body of the long-legged old monster of the Fallen Leaf Sect was still tightly held in his hands.

"So fast!" Mu Ziyun said to Huzi while flying: "I've never heard of Zhang's martial arts, I can't imagine that it's so powerful, you see!" He's already killed an old monster! “

"I haven't heard of the master's technique, the elders said they haven't seen it, let's still escape, go back and fight the enemy with the master."

The two stopped and began to kill the enemies around them, Zhang Kui kept feeling the breath of the two, knowing that they had stopped, he yelled in annoyance: "Get out! “

The two boys were stunned, and hurriedly took steps to run out, Zhang Kui turned around and shouted: "I, Zhang Kui, insist on dragging you to die today!" "Let's just fly in the direction of Chang Ke Zong's shapeshifter, and the speed is comparable to Mu Ziyun and Li Ziwen, or even better.

The shapeshifter of Chang Kezong had never seen such a strong martial spirit, and he didn't dare to fight hard, so he flew to the side of the left guard of the Fallen Leaf Sect quite schemingly, and the Fallen Leaf Sect had just been killed by an old monster, and he was angry, and he didn't care what tricks Chang Kezong had, and he collided with Zhang Kui in one fell swoop.

Zhang Kui doesn't have any skills, just fists and feet, but the power is extremely strong, just take a look, Zuo Zhiwei and the old monster regretted it, after the two made eye contact, they fled to both sides, Zhang Kui did not chase, and looked at the hundred refining soldiers....

Soon, there was a funny scene on the battlefield, Zhang Kui chased four or five shapeshifters alone, and the armies of several sects below were messed up and staggered together, and they didn't know who started the battle, and they fought in a daze, and they didn't know who they were fighting, and they unjustly killed many disciples.

The fleeing shapeshifters finally cooperated, surrounding Zhang Kui in the middle, using their respective martial arts. Zhang Kui couldn't dodge, he was hit by many moves, but his body was unscathed, and it turned out that the layer of red light outside the skin contained not only blood, but also strong martial energy.

"It's a youkai!" The old monster of the Fallen Leaf Sect said to Zuo Zhiwei: "This guy's aura has increased by about twenty times, and it has not decreased. “

"A stick of incense!" Zuo Zhiwei said coldly: "Didn't he say it to Mu Ziyun, it is estimated that he can only hold on to a stick of incense for a long time and keep a good distance, he will not be able to kill us, and when he is in the limelight, he will take his life." “

Mu Ziyun and Huzi had already flown away from the battlefield and ran to the east, after twenty miles, they saw two people fighting together, the group of women in Qi Miao Peak, seeing that Qingshan Peak was almost consumed, they killed it, Zheng Qiao was blocked in the army by Xiao Huan, unable to cast spells, and most of the remaining Qingshan Peak disciples were tired and were killed a lot by the disciples of Qi Miao Peak.

Mu Ziyun was quite angry, scolding these shameless treacherous women, and suddenly shook to Xiao Huan's side, Xiao Huan thought that Mu Ziyun would be killed by those few cases, and he was defenseless at all, and he was hit by a fire fist on his back, and the flame instantly burned the clothes on his back, and the skin was immediately scorched, Xiao Huan screamed in pain, and fell to the ground, as soon as his back touched the ground, the skin and flesh were stained with soil, and he fell a lot when he pulled it, it really hurt, Xiao Huan's mouth and skin were bitten out of blood.

He propped himself up on the ground with his elbows, but saw a man of fire jump over.

Mu Ziyun stepped Xiao Huan to the ground with one foot, "Ah! The meat on Xiao Huan's back may have rotted, and as soon as he screamed, he was slapped in the face, snap! Mu Ziyun grabbed Xiao Huan's neck and scolded: "You old thief! Tens of thousands of brothers have died in my Qingshan Peak, I want you to die! “

Burst! Mu Ziyun suddenly felt a cold in his arms, lowered his head and saw some silver light leaking out from the middle of his chest, and when his vision became clearer, he realized that it was a sword, snort, the sword was withdrawn, Mu Ziyun's clothes were dyed red, and he turned around with difficulty and saw a familiar face.

Wan Min trembled and held the Wuchen Sword, her eyes were very red, and she tried to make her eyes look directly at Mu Ziyun, her mouth was vaguely speaking, Mu Ziyun vaguely heard a few words, "She is my head!" You kill people for your Qingshan Peak, I kill you for me, yes, I am a cunning woman, I was, and I am now. “

Wan Min actually shed tears, the Wuchen sword in his hand slipped down, the two stared at each other calmly, the hustle and bustle around them became much slighter, Mu Ziyun moved his body stiffly, allowing himself to squat down slowly, but his chest continued to pour blood outward, and his consciousness gradually blurred, when he sat down, his head was tilted to one side, and he felt that his mouth was dry, but the pain was not painful, but he felt that his brain was cold and his stomach was hot.

Covering his face, Wan Min couldn't suppress the pain in her heart, and cried out loud, at this time Huzi finally saw the scene here, he was fighting, and saw Mu Ziyun sitting quietly on the ground, with a hole in his heart, and the blood on the ground flowed into a stream, and the man was instantly stunned.

And then I went crazy! Stumbled over and hugged Mu Ziyun, unable to speak clearly: "Mu... You... Wait a minute... Don't die! I... I have it. Yes! Huzi grabbed his head, his eyes were like hungry tigers, he glared at Wan Min angrily, he was thoughtless for a while, he stood up with a shout, waved the three-edged stone hammer, used all his strength, and shouted: "Kill!" I'll kill! I want you dead! “

"Senior sister!" Pan Xiaowen exclaimed in surprise, and at the last moment, she wrapped the sleeve red silk in her hand around Wanmin's body.

Boom! The loud sound made everyone stop, only to see a figure fly out a hundred and ten feet away, when it stopped, the flesh and blood were blurred, the face was covered by the sleeve red silk, motionless, the wind blew but even her hair could not be lifted, firmly stuck together by the blood, could not be separated.