Chapter 82:

Mu Sangu used the fireball technique several times, but she didn't make any achievements, the red light flashed in her hand, and the blood light dust had already been sacrificed.

This bloodlight dust is a fifth-level treasure magic weapon, which can be used by the cultivators of the Transformation Period, which is really not trivial.

Although Mu Sangu only has the cultivation of the Jindan Stage Extreme Realm, she can only exert a small part of her strength, but just this small part is already far beyond her own strength.

Moreover, since she was defeated by the officers and soldiers three years ago, she has been studying this bloody dust all the time, wanting to further excavate the power of the dust.

At this time, although she has a broken hand, she is more comfortable in controlling the blood and dust, and it can be said that her strength has increased instead of decreasing.

I saw her bite her index finger, and the blood dripped on the bloody dust.

Suddenly, the sky was full of red glow, reflecting the radius of several miles red, as if it had reached dusk.

Wisps of blood-colored mist flowed out of the dust, gradually forming a small cloud, covering Mu Sangu in it.

"This witch wants to use evil magic, and everyone will work together to take her down!"

Wu Yuanba gave an order, and the eight iron-winged crossbowmen rained down like a tide, and in an instant, they shot thousands of crossbow arrows at Mu Sangu.

The eight banner-bearers also condensed their abundant spiritual power again, and the Wind Wall Technique, Firebird Technique, Water Dragon Technique, and Meteorite Technique all greeted Mu Sangu.

Fang Buyi saw that Mu Sangu was still condensing spiritual power, and before she could speak, dozens of huge shields flew up, surrounding her in all directions.

"Boy, I can't take care of myself, and I still care about others!"

Two silver rays of light shot out, one up and down, completely covering all possible retreats of Fang Buyi, it was the silver snake sky-breaking halberd of the Zhonglang general.

Fang Buyi's mind moved, and the flame sword soared more than ten zhang, and it greeted the two silver rays, which could withstand it.

Fang Buyi breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that a silver figure had flashed in front of him, and the two silver daggers in his hands were like the wind, dancing into a white light, so that people couldn't see the movements in his hands at all.

Fang Buyi only felt that there were afterimages of daggers in all directions, as if there were thousands of daggers stabbing at him, and like thousands of small cold winds cutting at him at the same time.

On his face, hands, chest and abdomen, vest, thighs and other places, he felt an inexplicable coldness at the same time, like a cold wind penetrating his clothes and blowing through his body. For a moment, he felt like he was immersed in an ice cave, submerged in ice water, and even his bones seemed to be frozen.

Fortunately, when the figure first arrived, Fang Buyi already knew that it was powerful, and the spiritual power of his whole body naturally flowed out, summoning huge wooden shields one after another, blocking the dagger in front of the ten thousand afterimages.

Whoa, whoa!

Wood chips splashed, and it was like a rainstorm of wood chips!

Dozens of huge wooden shields were broken down in an instant, turning them into thousands of tiny pieces of wood. The incision is smooth and flat, as if it had been carefully carved by a carpenter.

Fang Buyi suddenly felt some liquid flowing down his nose into his mouth, and the taste was salty and fishy.

He immediately realized that it was the smell of his own blood.

In an instant, the Zhonglang general stabbed out countless swords, not only breaking the defense of the wooden shield technique, but also leaving dozens of shallow wounds all over Fang Buyi's body.

Not only that, Fang Buyi also felt that his internal organs and meridians also had countless tiny wounds. It's like thousands of tiny daggers that penetrate through your clothes and burrow into your body, stabbing indiscriminately inside.

There was a strange chill at the wound, as if there were countless tiny ice crystals spread on the wound, and it looked like a swarm of cold ants crawling on it!

Fang Buyi couldn't help but shudder, feeling that his spiritual power was gradually solidifying, and his speed had slowed down a lot.

Fortunately, the spiritual power of the fire spirit treasure clothes has fire attributes, just like the warm sun of spring, there is a melting warmth, and it has been running for hundreds of weeks in an instant, dissolving all the chills in the whole body.

Fang Buyi didn't know that he had already walked through the ghost gate just now.

If he hadn't used the Wooden Shield Technique earlier, and there were still some remnants of the Transformation and Cultivation Technique in his body, which had the effect of healing wounds, he would have already turned into thousands of tiny pieces of meat at this moment.

It turned out that Zhonglang called the move just now "Wind Knife Frost Blade", which mixed the monk's ice spell and the warrior's wind sword technique, which was his most proud trick of both law and martial arts.

This "Wind Knife Frost Blade" can fuse the ice attribute spiritual power with sword intent, forming countless daggers thinner than a hair, and when it is unleashed, the cold wind gusts, sharp as a knife!

The cold sword intent can directly penetrate into the enemy's body through clothes and armor, forming countless tiny ice blades in its body, completely decomposing the enemy!

Ordinary Jindan stage monks, if they were infiltrated by this cold sword intent, their spiritual power would have already frozen, and they would have thousands of spells, and it would be difficult to cast them, so they could only watch as Zhonglang General cut himself into pieces of minced meat like a cow.

Fang Buyi suddenly remembered that the Green Eagle guard who was burned to death by him had said that this Zhonglang would like to decompose the human body the most, and it seemed that he was referring to this move "Wind Knife Frost Blade".

He also remembered that this Zhonglang General once said that he never left a whole corpse under his knife, and he thought it was also because of this move "Wind Knife and Frost Sword".

He suddenly began to understand why the strength of the dual cultivation of law and martial arts was so perverted, so that Jiang Ruhai talked about the tiger's color.

They not only combined the advantages of samurai and monks, but also completely covered up their respective shortcomings, so it is no wonder that neither monks nor samurai of the same period are opponents of both law and martial arts.

Fang Buyi coughed up a mouthful of blood violently.

The internal organs were seriously injured just now, and although there were remnants of chemical cultivation in the body to heal the wounds, it was not a steel body after all, and I only felt a faint pain everywhere in my body. I wanted to exert my strength, but I suddenly felt that my whole body strength was empty, and I couldn't use it for a while, so I froze on the spot.

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That Zhonglang general will not wait for him to recover, sneered, and the two silver daggers danced into a white light again, and the cold sword intent was like a north wind howling, blowing violently towards Fang Buyi.

Mu Sangu had already seen that Fang Buyi was in trouble, and the blood light was hidden in the blood mist, and he went around to the back of Zhonglang General, turning into a red light, and with a "bell" sound, he was in Zhonglang General's vest, although he had silver armor to protect himself, he was still knocked into a stumbling position.

The bloodlight turned into a cloud of red mist for several miles, enveloping everyone present.

The warriors only felt that the blood mist was extremely viscous, with the smell of blood, but it was as smooth as oil and sticky like fish gelatin, and after only taking a breath, they felt uncomfortable and coughed one after another.

"Stinky boy, if you want to live, hide here with me!" Mu Sangu shouted to Fang Buyi while casting a spell.

Fang Buyi had come to his senses at this time, and saw that where Mu Sangu was standing, there was a red light mask, it seemed that the blood mist would not invade the light mask, and he immediately used the light body technique and flew into the light mask.

At this time, the limbs, armor, and weapons of the warriors were covered with blood mist, like glue and paint, and no matter how they wiped it, it would not go away.

All the Iron Wings' metal wings, shields, banners, and crossbows were also stained with blood mist, as if they had just been soaked in oil or glue paint.

Zhonglang Jiang suddenly felt that something was wrong, and let out a whistle, and the silver giant eagle carried him straight into the sky, and Wu Yuanba drove the black shadow to follow.

As he flew, Zhonglang summoned a cloud of steaming cold air, enveloping himself and Wu Yuanba.

Mu Sangu sneered and said, "Burn!" ”

The blood mist in the sky suddenly ignited a dark red flame, and everyone seemed to be surrounded by a viscous fire mist. Fang Buyi and Mu Sangu hid in the red light mask, but they were not affected at all.

The Iron Wing warriors were not so lucky, and they began to burn from the inside out.

It turned out that this blood mist was created by Mu Sangu fusing his own fire spells, and the warriors had just inhaled the blood mist, and the blood mist ignited inside, and the warriors were simply burned inside.

Not only that, but their metal wings, shields, banners, and giant crossbows were also covered in blood mist and burned one after another.

Although the warriors were made of steel and iron bones, and even their internal organs were as strong as iron casting, after all, this blood and fire was a spell used by a fifth-level magic weapon, and no matter how strong their physical bodies were, they couldn't resist it, and they turned into ashes in a short time.

Those magic weapons such as shields and banners lost the support of spiritual power, and they couldn't help the burning of blood and fire, gradually melted and fell to the ground.

Zhonglang General also felt a burst of heat in his body, and hurriedly urged the cold ice sword intent to suppress the blood and fire in his internal organs.

In terms of martial arts, he has reached the extreme realm of the armor casting stage, and his physical body is already extremely powerful, and with the suppression of the cold ice sword intent, these blood and fire can't help him.

He harnessed the silver giant eagle and flew into the sky, and in less than a cup of tea, the blood and fire in his body had been completely suppressed by him.

Wu Yuanba sweated like rain, his face showed extreme pain, and he desperately resisted the burning of the flames in his body.

Fortunately, beside him, a cloud of water vapor formed by the cold ice sword intent was also condensed, and he inhaled the cold ice sword intent into his body, but he was also able to slowly suppress the momentum of the flames.

But after all, he is not as good as that Zhonglang, who will have the cold sword intent to protect his body, and he will not be able to join the battle for a while.

As soon as Mu Sangu succeeded, he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and the blood mist rolled out, rushing towards the Zhonglang General in the sky, like a fierce beast that chooses people and devours them.

Zhonglang will sneer: "Hehe, stinky woman, do you think I'm afraid of you?" ”

The cold ice sword intent on his body continued to gush out, and his whole person was like being on top of a cold pool, and even the silver armor on his body was covered with a layer of ice crystals.

It turned out that the silver armor on his body was originally made of thousand-year-old cold iron, and with his ice spell and ice sword intent, it complemented each other like a tiger.

Zhonglang condensed the cold qi, pushed his palms forward, and a burst of cold sword intent, like a surging north wind, surged down towards Mu Sangu and Fang Buyi.

Although Mu Sangu and Fang Buyi were inside the red light mask, they still felt a cold and sharp sword intent penetrating through the light mask.

Fang Buyi hadn't fully recovered at this time, and he only felt that the cold air penetrated through the bone marrow, and he couldn't help but excite Ling Ling to shiver.