Chapter 267, the death of Mu Zhenren

The Mujin people get carried away, but they forget that a puppet that loses its eyes does not immediately lose its combat power like a human, and it does not rely only on its eyes to determine the enemy's position. The puppet Yanlong roared, opened its big mouth and fired at Mu Zhenren with a bang.

Mu Zhenren could never have imagined that the puppet Yanlong had a cannon in his mouth, so close at a distance, and so unexpected, he didn't have time to dodge at all.

Mu Zhenren sent the thunder wood gong forward, stabbing the puppet Yanlong's head from the mouth, causing its huge body to tilt and fall to the ground. He crossed his arms in front of him, and the cannonball exploded on his arm, a powerful shock wave that tossed his body like a leaf swept away by a gust of wind.

Mu Zhenren, who was hit by the shell, snorted, his internal organs were shaken strongly, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, obviously injured. But his hands weren't broken, they weren't even blurred with flesh and blood, only a few shallow wounds appeared.

Dozens of shrapnel of all sizes were shot at his body, just like the embroidered wind sword stabbed him, the flexible skin was sunken and bounced, not a single sheln shot into his body, and only three or five shallow wounds were left.

Qingshi gasped, but in the next moment, he launched the wings of wind and thunder and flew up, swinging his sword and pounced on Mu Zhenren with the Bright Moon Sword Technique, attacking with a sword and a sword like a frenzy.

Mu Zhenren was injured after all, and Qingshi saw the blood on the corner of his mouth, which showed that he was not really invulnerable. Moreover, in order to defeat the puppet Yanlong, in order to resist this shot that was almost fired against himself, the true qi of the Mu Zhenren should have almost dried up. If Bluestone wants to kill him, this is definitely the best chance.

Qingshi only hoped that the archer would not recover too quickly, and that he would not be able to fire the arrow again before he assassinated Mu Zhenren.

In mid-air, bluestone slashed out seventeen swords in a row in an instant, nine swords in front, bluestone found that Mu Zhenren was indeed the true qi was about to run out, Mu Zhenren took out a scimitar to parry Qingshi's sword, one move is not as powerful as one move, but, from the tenth move, he seems to have eased up again, it seems that the old power has been exhausted, and the new power is secretly born.

Yes, that's exactly what happened. Mu Zhenren had already had a reckless spirit fruit in his mouth, and when he dissolved that shot, he swallowed this spirit fruit in his stomach, and this fruit immediately turned into a surging and majestic true qi, replenishing it into Mu Zhenren's depleted dantian qi sea.

Qingshi still underestimated Mu Zhenren, and his treasure was no worse than Qingshi's. At least, such a magical spirit fruit, Qingshi doesn't have it, and he hasn't even heard of it.

At this time, although Qingshi found that something was wrong, he didn't understand what was going on, once the Dao Killing Style was launched, he could only kill it hard.

Mu Zhenren's situation at this time was not optimistic, although the spirit fruit replenished the true qi in time, but the true qi it could replenish was also limited. And Qingshi's Dao Killing Realm trapped him in the sword aura full of murderous aura, and he couldn't make any reactions and changes at all except to resist.

A Dao Killing style sword is more difficult to parry than a sword, and Mu Zhenren doesn't know how many swords he can resist, just as the current bluestone doesn't know how many swords he can stab.

Victory or defeat is unpredictable, and life and death are unpredictable. The two could only continue to grit their teeth and fight.

Sou~

A golden long arrow struck again with a terrifying momentum, Qingshi sighed secretly, and a thought in his heart moved, and a colorful feather emerged from the back of his hand, which was the escape artifact that Chunniang gave him.

At the beginning, when Chun Niang gave the feather to Qingshi, Qingshi touched it with his hand, and this feather disappeared into the back of his hand, and now, as soon as Qingshi's mind moved, it immediately appeared, as long as Qingshi moved his mind again, this feather would take him to teleport to any place he wanted to go within a hundred miles.

However, at the moment when Qingshi wanted to escape with Caiyu, he suddenly changed his mind, because he was keenly aware of something different.

At this time, Qingshi's Dao Killing Realm covered the space within a radius of at least ten zhang, and within this range, no matter how subtle the slightest movement was, it could not escape his perception. He didn't stop the offensive in his hand, and still stabbed Mu Zhenren with a sword.

Mu Zhenren naturally saw, heard, and sensed the surprise attack of the golden arrow, and he was overjoyed, knowing that there was no need to worry about it now. He had long sensed that although Qingshi's sword was as strong as a sword, he could only resist and had no way to escape and counterattack, but Qingshi also showed signs of the end of a strong crossbow. With such a sword move, how many swords can Qingshi stab?

Mu Zhenren believes that this arrow, Qingshi can't dodge it anyway, he can only catch it hard, and now Qingshi is obviously very difficult to take this arrow, even if he is not shot to death, he is likely to be injured, even if he is not injured, at least there will be a short period of true qi blockage, and he only needs to seize that moment and make up for it.

When the golden arrow arrived, at the last moment, Qingshi swung his sword again and took the arrow in a round style, he didn't seem to be worried that Mu Zhenren would take the opportunity to kill him.

Mu Zhenren naturally would not miss such a good opportunity, seeing that Qingshi's arms trembled and his body stagnated when he was shocked by the golden arrow, he waved the scimitar in his hand to cut Qingshi into two pieces, this time, he was absolutely sure.

Mu Zhenren was ready to shoot and his body was about to move, but he suddenly sensed something, he was submerged in Qingshi's Dao Killing Domain, and his perception was not so sensitive, and now, Qingshi's Dao Killing Domain subsided, and his sensitive perception naturally recovered.

As soon as an expression of disbelief and anger appeared on his face, a golden arrow pierced through Mu Zhenren's chest with great speed and silence.

The perception of bluestone is not wrong, and the judgment is not wrong, this time it is two golden arrows shot in front of and one behind, the former one is impressive, it is a strong attack, and the target is bluestone; The latter is silent, it is an assassination, but its target is not Qingshi, but Mu Zhenren.

Aoshi didn't understand why, but he believed his judgment would not be wrong. Mu Zhenren, who was submerged in the bluestone Dao killing domain, couldn't sense the existence of the back arrow, and he couldn't think of it anyway.

Mu Zhenren fell straight to the ground from mid-air, and his extreme surprise, anger, and frustration almost made him lose his mind. The golden arrow pierced through his body, and the strength of his three meridians was broken, but it was not enough to kill him, as long as he escaped the catastrophe in front of him, he would be able to heal and recover to his best condition in seven days.

Mu Zhenren's mind moved, and he took out a small black wooden card, which was a large transfer spirit rune, as long as it was crushed, it would release a magical power of different space, teleporting him back to the underground secret room in the villa that only he knew.

Mu Zhenren crushed the black wooden plaque as soon as possible, and it sent out a circle of energy ripples, but the ripples that were supposed to spread to a radius of one zhang and thus teleport away the Mu Zhenren in this range only expanded less than two feet before dissipating. The Mujin people were still in place, and nothing had happened.

Mu Zhenren's face changed, and he finally remembered something, he sighed secretly, and an expression of self-deprecation and despair appeared on his face.

Mu Zhenren had never used this spirit rune before, and he had no experience, so he ignored a problem, that is, the current space was locked by his own Void Locking Array, and it had no ability to teleport Mu Zhenren back at all.

The Great Shifting Spirit Rune is just a primary space magic weapon made by Mu Zhenren who has just glimpsed the way of space, but it is not the colorful feather of Chun Niang.

Qingshi, who had regained his agile shape, was like a high-speed swooping eagle falcon, and his wings vibrating with energy instantly swooped into the sky above Mu Zhenren.

Swish!

Xue Liang's sword blade slashed towards Mu Zhenren with a sword aura visible to the naked eye, and Mu Zhenren barely raised his scimitar to try to block this sword, but he was once so powerful and invincible, but now he was so weak that he couldn't even seem to hold the knife.

Unsurprisingly, the Moon Soul Sword pierced into Mu Zhenren's chest, shattering his internal organs, cutting off his meridians, and strangling his vitality.

Bang!

The wooden people smashed to the ground like sandbags, stirring up a faint dust. The bluestone retracted his sword and gently floated aside. Two figures, a man and a woman, rushed from the northwest direction, but in a few breaths, they both jumped to Mu Zhenren's side, each carrying a large bow in his hand.

They didn't have any hostility towards Qingshi, they just stared at the wooden real people on the ground quietly, with a complicated expression on their faces and an uncertain expression.

Mu Zhenren gasped and spat out a mouthful of blood, he struggled to raise his upper body slightly with his elbows, stared at a man and a woman in front of him with resentful eyes, and said with difficulty: "For...... Why? ”

"Why? Hum! Why, you ask? The man sneered and said, "Because you're a big devil who should have died a long time ago!" Because only when you die, we will live! Because only if you die, the merchants of the entire Wanshan Sea will have a way to live! ”

"I ...... I am your Master! Mu Zhenren used his last strength and roared in a low voice, "You...... What are you ...... It's a deception ...... destroying ancestors."

"Shut up!" The woman suddenly lost control of her emotions, her face was full of sorrow, tears were raining down, and she roared hoarsely, "What kind of bullshit master are you? How can there be a master like you in the world? You're an old pervert, an old pervert, a bloodthirsty demon who isn't even as good as an animal! Murderer! ”

"Not bad!" The man stroked the trembling woman and said hatefully: "Old thief, over the past few hundred years, how many disciples you have accepted and how many disciples you have killed have been killed, I'm afraid you don't remember it yourself!"

"When I first started, I was ranked twenty-three, but thirty years ago, all the twenty-two brothers and sisters in front of me died because of you! The other juniors and sisters who started after me have died countless times.

"We say it's your disciple, but which male disciple hasn't been beaten and abused by you? Which female disciple has not been raped and ruined by you? We are all just your tools and slaves, you have never really treated any disciple as a human being, and you are not worthy of being a teacher at all!

"And! The people of the mountains and seas worship you like a god, but you lure them here one after another, designing assassination, murder and treasure! You old thief, you don't deserve to be a human being at all! ”

"Hahahaha......" The woman's emotions did not calm down, but became more excited, she broke out into a burst of hysterical laughter, and then pointed to the wooden real person on the ground and scolded, "Old thief, you go to die!" Hahaha......"

As she spoke, a throwing knife shot out of her hand and plunged straight into Mu Zhenren's left chest.

After laughing wildly, she looked up to the sky and hissed, "...... Sister Yinling, Sister Nagisa Ming! I'm avenging you...... I killed the old thief hahahaha......"

Then she bent down again, trembling and weeping lowly, and muttered as she cried, "Woo...... Brother Lingyun...... Did you see that? I've killed the old thief, I'll avenge you......"

Mu Zhenren couldn't hold it anymore, he spurted out a mouthful of old blood, his elbow crooked, and he lay on the ground weakly. Then, with a kick of his legs and a roll of his eyes, he died.