Chapter 68, The Verge
On the other hand, Lu Yue had a look of ecstasy on his face.
The person who came was Murong Feng, who had made a move against Mo Bailing at the foot of the mountain and had the absolute upper hand.
When he discovered the anomaly halfway up the mountain, he immediately activated the primary teleportation charm and rushed here before everyone else.
It was this astonishing speed that allowed him to appear at the most critical moment of the situation and save the lives of the three apprentices.
Murong Feng's appearance made Lu Yue breathe a long sigh of relief, and an unprecedented sense of relief came to his heart.
At this moment, the colorless cartilage release was completely attacked, and the feeling of exhaustion spread throughout the body like a tide. She dragged her weak body and walked towards Zheng Xiao with difficulty.
Murong Feng walked towards Zhan Yunting step by step, with a faint smile on his face, looked at him and said, "What?" Aren't you going to kill me? Aren't you going to level my sect? Forgot about it so quickly? ”
Zhan Yunting, who was reflected, looked horrified, as if he had seen a ghost, and he didn't pay attention to his words: "You, you, you are Murong Feng!" ”
"It seems that your memory is not very bad. I'm coming, aren't you going to kill me? Do it. "Murong Fengyun is light and breezy, just like walking in his own back garden.
"You, how did you get up?" Zhan Yunting screamed in disbelief.
Today's Sky Wolf Peak, whether it is in the sky or underground, can be said to be heavily guarded, leaving no gaps in it.
In his opinion, even birds and beasts could not go beyond half a step.
Not to mention such a big living person, it is no less difficult to avoid many levels than to break through.
Zhan Yunting's reaction, Murong Feng was very satisfied, he smiled faintly, and said, "That's how I came up." ”
As he spoke, the golden barrier under his feet lit up, snapped, and disappeared in place.
The next second, it appeared on the other side.
"This, this, what kind of body martial arts is this?"
Zhan Yunting was shocked, he had been cultivating for hundreds of years, and he had never seen such a wonderful body martial art, and his speech became a little trembling because of this.
At the same time, it also gave him a reassurance.
He attributed Murong Feng's ability to appear quietly not because of the big gap in strength at all, but because of his magical martial arts.
Thinking of this, Zhan Yunting smiled indifferently, and a look of greed appeared in the depths of his eyes, and said, "The Sword Sect Master is nothing more than that!" ”
Didn't he notice the movement down the mountain?
Murong Feng was a little surprised, and immediately said, "So, you are very confident in defeating me?" ”
"Hahaha!" Zhan Yunting laughed three times, and then said, "To deal with you, of course the old man has confidence!" ”
A smile crossed Zhan Yunting's face, and with a grasp of his palm, another ghost-headed knife appeared in his hand, and his body shook, turning into a bolt of lightning and bursting towards Murong Feng.
Seeing this, Murong Feng's eyes were also condensed, and as soon as he grabbed the void in his palm, a pale cyan long sword flashed out, and there was a flash of light on it, which was the original Immortal Divine Sword.
Obviously, Murong Feng also intends to make a quick decision.
The eyes of the two looked at each other, and the killing intent burst out.
Swish!
The two figures shot out, and finally in the center of the flat ground, the swords collided violently.
While!
Click!
It was just a face, the ghost head knife in Zhan Yunting's hand broke in response, and the smile on his face also froze and stiffened at this moment.
He took out another Ghost Head Knife from the storage ring, this time it was very different from the previous two.
The blade exudes a chilly aura that is soul-stirring.
With a flick of the long knife in his hand, a touch of scarlet crossed a semicircular arc in the air, and swept towards Murong Feng with a roar.
At the same time, his body shot out directly again, and the rainstorm-like attack was overwhelmingly enveloped towards Murong Feng, and he wanted a set of combos to directly defeat Murong Feng.
The idea is wonderful.
In the face of the stormy attack, Murong Feng looked calm and light, and he didn't care, which really made Zhan Yunting speechless and angry.
The Immortal Sword in Murong Feng's hand turned into a cyan light and shadow, and in mid-air, it was intertwined with the scarlet light and shadow of Zhan Yunting's ghost head knife.
And Murong Feng also sensed Zhan Yunting's intentions, and immediately smiled indifferently, intending to make a quick decision, so that he could try his newly practiced swordsmanship.
So, he accelerated the speed of his hand, stepped on the sonic boom under his feet, and started a fight with Zhan Yunting.
Burst! Tear it up!
The clothes on Zhan Yunting's body were cut by the Zhu Immortal Divine Sword, and his skin was burned by the sword qi.
However, his eyes were cold and he ignored it, the killing intent in his heart became more and more intense, and the attack of the ghost head knife in his hand became more and more fierce.
Rumble!
The furious aura swept out from the sword in Murong Feng's hand, and swept away with the power of tearing the air and cutting through the river.
Rumble.
Zhan Yunting was directly shocked and shot backwards, and the ghost head knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and he himself hit the stone pillar at the entrance of the cave with a bang.
He only felt a salty throat, and then, poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Before Zhan Yunting could get up, a pale cyan long sword was pressed against his chest.
Looking at the owner of the long sword, Zhan Yunting's throat stirred a few times, and when it came to his mouth, he still didn't say it.
"Stop!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.
Glancing at Mo Bailing, Murong Feng said lightly: "Your speed is too slow." ”
Almost at the same time, Zhan Yunting, who heard the voice, had a look of ecstasy on his face, and his heart was excited, and he shouted repeatedly: "Sect Master! Quick, kill this bastard! He actually trespassed on my Imperial Beast Sect. ”
Until now, he still thought that Murong Feng had sneaked up, and he didn't notice a trace of strangeness on Mo Bailing's face after seeing Murong Feng.
Listening to Murong Feng's words, the corners of Mo Bailing's mouth twitched, and he looked at the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect who were lying in a pool of blood.
It was logical to attribute Murong Feng to the murderer, and the anger in his heart began to burn, and he said with red eyes: "Why bother? ”
"Why bother? Hehe. Murong Feng sneered, and immediately pointed at Lu Yue, who was weak and weak, and Zheng Xiao, who was red and swollen all over his body, and the knife wound was oozing blood.
finally turned his eyes to Zhan Yunting and shouted: "Look at it, this is the good thing he did!" ”
Mo Bailing shook his head and said, "Then you can't kill innocents indiscriminately!" ”
"This seat kills innocents indiscriminately? It's ridiculous! ”
Looking at Mo Bailing, who had not made a move for a long time, Zhan Yunting anxiously urged: "Sect Master! Don't talk nonsense with him, quick, kill him, hurry! ”
"Shut up!" Mo Bailing roared impatiently.
Zhan Yunting was immediately honest.
At this time, more elders of the Imperial Beast Sect and disciples of the Sword Sect came one after another and came to the platform in front of the cave entrance.
The first thing the Sword Sect disciple did when he came here was to protect Lu Yue and Zheng Xiao.
Then, the others stood aside, standing in opposition to the Beast Sect Elders.
"This, this ......" Zhan Yunting was speechless, and his heart was even more turbulent.
At this point, he finally understood.
Everything was too simple and preconceived in his mind.
Perhaps it was because the retreat cultivation time was too long, the lack of understanding of the cultivation world of the five great spirit kingdoms today, and the lack of information, so he didn't know a lot of things and news.
The two sides are opposed, and the arrows and crossbows are drawn.
The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.