Chapter 10: The Battle of the War Kings

The white-robed man sat aside, probably because of the pill and the timely healing, the injury had already healed more than half, and the woman in Tsing Yi had also regained her blood color.

The white-robed man stood up and helped the woman in Tsing Yi to Mu Tianyang and Wang Dazhu and said gratefully: "Fellow of the Holy Academy, Zhou Heng, Ling Qian, thank you for saving your life!"

"No thanks, I didn't plan to save you!" Mu Tianyang was getting a fourth-order high-grade magic core for himself, thinking about how many gold coins he could exchange for, he secretly rejoiced, and muttered carelessly.

"Huh?"

"No, I mean no thanks, the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, and see the true colors of a man. ”

Mu Tianyang came back to his senses, stroked a few strands of hair hanging in front of his forehead angrily, and said righteously.

"By the way, Brother Zhou Heng, do you know that there should be no demonic beasts in this dense forest, how can there be demonic beasts here today. ”

"I don't know the specifics, but I also saw a first-order low-level demonic beast swimming at the bottom of the mountain, so I was curious and went all the way here with my companions, and I didn't expect to encounter a fourth-order high-level demonic beast, and I almost gave my life here. ”

As he spoke, the man named Zhou Heng stared at the demon core in Mu Tianyang's hand, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes that was imperceptible to others, and this instantaneous change happened to be captured by Mu Tianyang.

"Since that's the case, then let's say goodbye first, Brother Zhou Heng and this girl should also go down the mountain, although it has not become a lunch for Warcraft, but be careful to be made into dinner by Warcraft. As soon as the words fell, Mu Tianyang pulled Wang Dazhu and left quickly.

After Mu Tianyang and Wang Dazhu left, the face of the woman next to Zhou Heng suddenly turned grim: "Why don't you do it? That's a fourth-order high-level demon core." ”

Zhou Heng shook his head helplessly: "I'm not sure, those two people don't seem to be in a high realm, but their actual combat ability can be comparable to that of the early stage of the war division, and the two people cooperate with each other, maybe even the big war division can be taken down if they are not careful, I didn't see the black-eyed mad bull being killed so easily in their hands, I'm worried that stealing chickens won't make it a loss to get rice, and it's not worth it to put yourself in." ”

"Do you really not know about the sudden appearance of Warcraft here?"

"Hehe, of course I do!"

Zhou Heng slowly opened his left hand, there were a few small gray dust in his left hand that were faintly visible to the naked eye, if he didn't distinguish them carefully, he thought it was dust that he grabbed casually.

"What is this?" Ling Qian asked.

I once saw in an ancient book, this powder was once researched by a pharmacist of the Xuanyuan family, and it has a special attraction to the demonic beasts, its shape is the same as the dust, and it is almost difficult to distinguish it when it is sprinkled in the air, and it can also concentrate the surrounding demonic beasts as the air emits out, but this kind of powder has disappeared with the extinction of the Xuanyuan family a hundred years ago, how can it appear here now?"

"Are we going to report today's incident to the Holy Courtyard?"

"More is better than less, we just need to be careful, what does it matter to us whether other people live or die. Zhou Heng smiled evilly and walked down the mountain.

After such a toss, it was past noon. Mu Tianyang felt more and more that something was wrong, and along the way, he found that the demonic beasts in this dense forest were constantly increasing, as if the demonic beasts in the surrounding mountains and forests were concentrating here.

Fortunately, most of them are first-order and second-order demonic beasts, and the highest is the fourth-order high-level demonic beasts that were killed by themselves just now, although the number is a bit large, but the overall strength should still be within the controllable range of the Holy Courtyard.

Having lived in the Hundred Beast Mountain, he knew that most demonic beasts had their own activity territory, and they would not run to one place for no reason, unless there was something special in this place that attracted them.

However, in such a hot and humid forest, what could attract so many demonic beasts around, even if there were really any good things, they should have been taken away by the Holy Courtyard a long time ago, which made him puzzled.

Mu Tianyang looked worried, if the Holy Courtyard hadn't received the exact news and didn't deal with it in time, he didn't know how many people who went up the mountain to chop wood in an unknown situation would become a delicacy for the demonic beasts. But not everyone who does odd jobs can be a monk like himself.

Although Mu Tianyang doesn't think he is a good person, he also doesn't want to see too many innocent sacrifices of ordinary people.

Wang Dazhu, who didn't know the situation on the side, danced excitedly all the way, and kept bragging about his strength to Mu Tianyang, if Mu Tianyang didn't think he was too big and too heavy, he couldn't wait to knock him out and drag him back.

Just when Mu Tianyang was speechless to Wang Dazhu, a fierce sword qi suddenly attacked him, and before Canglong Tianying could use it, the sharp sword qi had already hit him.

"Wipe ......"

Mu Tianyang didn't scold a word, his body was like a kite with a broken string and flew straight backwards more than ten meters away, and his back hit the trunk of a big tree fiercely.

When Mu Tianyang slipped to the ground, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't suppress it at all, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof", and he was dizzy for a while, and he almost passed out.

Mu Tianyang got up, closed his eyes, sat cross-legged and hurriedly ran to clear his heart to stop the injury, and a faint white light appeared all over his body.

Wang Dazhu, who was standing beside Mu Tianyang, hadn't reacted yet, and the two figures in front of him were fighting in mid-air and quickly approaching here.

The white rainbow sword shadow in the hand of a figure flew over, and the white sword qi scattered with the dance, and the people around him were seriously injured if they got a little closer.

"Haha, it's not a loss to the Chengying Sword!"

The other figure laughed maniacally, and the cold air of Sen Ran enveloped the two of them in one chapter. Under the halo of sword shadows, there were two figures flying up and down.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang", and the two instantly flew out dozens of meters upside down from each other, and they both stood still in mid-air before they could see them clearly.

I saw a figure with a majestic figure, a bronze complexion, clear and deep facial features, like a sculpture, dark and deep ice eyes, looking wild and uninhibited, evil and sexy, and a bewitching smile appeared on his face from time to time.

Another figure is wrapped in white clothes, his eyes are like water, but with the coldness of talking, his expression is indifferent, he seems to be able to see through everything, his fingers are slender, his skin is like clotted fat, and the snow white is pink, as if he can wring out water, and the three thousand green silk are pulled into a simple blue bun, with a slender waist and slender limbs, and a fairy-like temperament.

"Ruthless son, it's time to rest after chasing the little girl for so long. "A pair of red lips, smiling like a smile, every move seems to be dancing.

"Hehe, if you can catch up with Miss Murong, it's worth it to be tired!"

"Haha, then let's die!" The woman swung another sword, and the ruthless son was not in a hurry, and easily dodged the sharp sword with a sideways turn, turned around and raised his sleeve robe, and threw it with a force. The woman was startled, and hurriedly turned her sword around and stabbed back. The ruthless boy leaned back and slashed under the sharp sword, and this kind of dangerous move couldn't help but make the ruthless son frown.

"Heh, this Murong Xue is really going to kill me!" the ruthless son sneered and thought to himself.

But he smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were very cold, and he retreated to his side with a quick step, waving his sleeves, and the sky was spinning, and a powerful momentum surrounded Murong Xue.

"Wind Split!"

The ruthless boy spun around in the air, went around behind Murong Xue, and slapped it with one palm.

Murong Xue used enough yuan strength to fight against him, the sword in his hand was horizontal, and the ruthless son slapped his palm on the sword body, and Murong Xue was suddenly shocked a few feet away.

"There is no form, there is no trace!"

The sword technique in Murong Xue's hand made it even more powerful, and the sword qi in the sky suddenly flourished, surrounding the ruthless son. For a moment, there were thousands of changes, and it seemed that hundreds of swords were stabbing at him at the same time.

The ruthless boy was not in a hurry, he swung his sleeve robe as chic as he could, stretched his right leg forward, leaned back up, and his sleeves flew up, as beautiful as a dance, invisibly tying all the sword qi into a ball, slowly expanding like a balloon, getting bigger and bigger.

When Murong Xue saw this scene, her face couldn't help but complete.

"The secret technique of the ruthless palace, the sleeve is good. Murong Xue thought as she hurriedly stepped back.

"Sleeve up!"

I only heard the ruthless son fall, and he had already collected all the sword qi in the sky, and then he raised his head, swept his sleeves, and with a "coax", the sword group flew towards Murong Xue with a powerful momentum.

Murong Xue was picked up by her own sword qi and flew far away, not falling from the air, and the Chengying Sword supported the ground, drawing a deep crack and making a sharp and piercing sound. Finally, Murong Xue was full of Yuan Strength and exploded with a sword.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and a heat wave hit the explosion, Murong Xue was shocked by the force, and flew out again, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was seriously injured and fainted temporarily.

Wang Dazhu saw that a big man was bullying a woman like this, and he didn't ask who was good and who was bad, and no matter how big the difference in strength between himself and the other party was, he stepped forward and scolded the man in the air.

When the ruthless son heard the scolding, his brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced down at Wang Dazhu, and then his cuffs flicked slightly, and a strong wind hit Wang Dazhu, and Wang Dazhu was swept up by this strong wind in an instant, and fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

"Huh?"

Ruthlessly snorted, although he didn't do his best with that swing, he also used three points of force, a stupid big man who seemed to have no cultivation turned out to be just fainting, he instantly felt that this stupid big man made him embarrassed, the sleeve robe was raised, the strong wind rose, the robe was agitated, the hunting sound, and it was covered like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Mu Tianyang's injury improved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, and couldn't help but be happy in his heart, finding that his strength had improved by two points, and he had broken through to the late stage of the Great Warrior.

But as soon as he saw Wang Dazhu's situation, Mu Tianyang couldn't help but have a headache, and scolded in a low voice: "Dead fat, you know that you will make trouble for me." ”

Immediately, Canglong Tianying stepped out, and he felt a breeze blowing, and in the blink of an eye, Mu Tianyang came to Wang Dazhu's side, and carried Wang Dazhu on his shoulder, and the lightning and thunder had already withdrawn dozens of meters away.

The entire series of movements was only two breaths, probably because Mu Tianyang's movements were too fast, and the palm of the ruthless son fell very slowly.

When Mu Tianyang first appeared dozens of meters away, his palm fell, rolled up the yellow sand in the sky, and slapped a five-finger deep pit.

The ruthless son stood in mid-air, seeing that his palm was missing, and he was still dodged by the waste of a big warrior in the later stage, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed and angry, and one after another his own high-level coercion emanated.

A trace of cold sweat slid across Mu Tianyang's forehead, and the coercion that permeated the air made him almost out of breath.

"Battle...... War King!"

Feeling the powerful coercion in the air, Mu Tianyang was taken aback, blaming himself for not looking at the yellow calendar when he went out today, and the trouble was all on his own.

"Kneel!" the ruthless son roared at Mu Tianyang with invisible coercion.

"No...... Kneel!"

Mu Tianyang endured the terrifying pressure in the air, his hair was scattered, he gritted his teeth and persevered, the clothes on his body were already wet with sweat, his knees were slightly bent, and he was embarrassed, but he never touched the ground.

A seven-foot man, full of pride,

Stand up to the sky and the earth, and swear not to kneel.

"Then you will die!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the ruthless son, his left hand was slowly raised, hanging from his chest, and he was already full of infinite yuan power in one fell together, and he suddenly heard a long roar, and his left palm swung out, and the huge force swept up.

A palm pressed towards Mu Tianyang with infinite power, it turned out that Mu Tianyang could perform three steps of the dragon, maybe there was a chance to avoid this palm, but now the power of the war king was like a mountain pressing him to death, and he even had a hard time breathing, let alone casting his body.

He just watched as the palm fell towards him......