'Wow'

Frost Edge re-entered the Great Wall a few more points.

The movement did not stop, punch after punch hit the hilt of the sword, and the cracks in the surrounding walls became denser and denser, spreading wider and farther.

"Everyone increase the output of spiritual power, and be sure to trap and kill this Terran boy. The mountain clan monk who first triggered the giant wall had his pupils constricted and shouted.

Mu Zizhen's brain was congested with a lot, and everyone was in a trance, and his right fist was mechanically struck.

Seeing this, the monks of the Terran side all shouted in their hearts, 'Come on, little uncle!'

Another punch blasted out, and Frost Feng completely sank into the giant wall, but Mu Zizhen kept swinging his fist, and still punched out one punch after another.

rumble

After all, the giant wall could not be carried and collapsed.

The Mountain Clan monks who maintained the giant wall were all staggered back from the spiritual power, and before they could stabilize their bodies, a cold light pierced through the neck of a Mountain Clan monk and leaked through the back of the neck.

Puff puff...

Han Mang's speed of killing seven people in a row gradually slowed down, and everyone saw that it was the sword that had fallen into the giant wall before.

It's just that it's a bit too fast.

didn't continue to kill, and the flying sword flew above Mu Zizhen's head with a bang.

The sword qi poured out and drew a sword circle downward.

A ring of sword qi fell straight down.

The sword qi slashed into the ground, and Mu Zizhen only felt that his whole body was loose, and the qi and blood went down unobstructed, and he jumped to the ground.

With a wave of his hand, Frost Feng turned into a streamer and shot out again, and Mu Zizhen himself also clenched his fists and rushed over.

The flying sword roared, and the fists and feet opened and closed.

More than a dozen Mountain Clan monks were already injured, how could they be opponents, and it only took ten breaths to turn into dead souls.

Mu Zizhen killed the remaining hundred or so mountain clan monks.

Such a change made the hearts of the mountain tribesmen chill in the bottom of their hearts, the thirty of them were all killed by a human race in the early stage of their birth, who believes this?

Wherever there is still the heart to fight, they all run for their lives with their huge legs, and they only hate that they have not practiced the ability to put their hands down and run before.

"You are all in the same door, and you will kill with the little ancestor. Bing Jiaoyan drank coldly, removed the shield and rushed out first.

This chase lasted for half an hour, and he didn't let go of a mountain monk.

This is a small valley, full of corpses of the mountain clan, Mu Zizhen stood in the middle of a pool of blood, and said: "Bring back the corpses of the same door, everyone will repair for a while, and then go to meet with the other same doors." ”

"Hehe... There's no need to go to the convergence, let's go to the Netherworld Mansion and continue to kill the monks of the Mountain Clan!" a voice sounded above everyone's heads.

Looking up, a black-robed monk stepped on a shuttle, wearing a grimace mask, and looked at the group condescendingly.

Mu Zi's heart sank, and he was not a friend or foe when he dressed like this.

"Is this senior mistaken? We are Terran monks. Bing Jiaoyan asked without giving up.

"Naive. The Ghost-Faced Monk sneered, his hand pointing at a wind blade that slashed straight down.

The wind, right the wind.

Why did Kong Xin insist on separating, why did they encounter the Mountain Clan, why did the other Yuanying and Jin Dan delay in helping, and why did Jin Dan intercept and kill?

If Kong Xin borrowed the power of the family, it was possible to interfere with or even manipulate everything.

Thinking of this, Mu Zizhen's eyes were cold.

As he thought about it, the wind blade slashed straight at him.

Mu Zizhen was still distracted in the face of Brother Jindan.

"Little Uncle Ancestor, be careful!" a coquettish cry, and a shadow jumped up to block Mu Zizhen's top.

Mu Zizhen came back to his senses in an instant, and when he saw this, his heart was inexplicably pinched, and his right hand subconsciously raised a package.

A soft and delicate body was put into his arms, his left hand was supported, and he bent over and twisted his waist into his back to the sky.

Bang bang

The frost blade was unsheathed, the blade of the sword shone with silver light, and the spine of the sword was close to Mu Zizhen's back.

"Choke"

The wind blade slashed straight at the spine of the sword, and a storm of spiritual power spread in all directions, and several disciples were directly swept away.

The blade of the sword resisted a blow hard, deeply embedded in the flesh and blood of Mu Zizhen's back.

Under a huge force, Mu Zizhen knelt down with a bang, and the beautiful woman he was holding in his arms was not damaged at all.

He had already suffered internal injuries, and this blow was stronger than the mountain clan's previous up and down strikes.

"Poof"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the eyes, ears, and nose were also full of blood.

The snow-white plain skirt is dyed red, like a red plum blooming in the snow, which is both poignant and proud.

"Mu Zizhen, you... Are you okay!" Bing Jiaoyan's heart tingled, and she trembled and raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Mu Zizhen's mouth, but she was afraid of hurting him, so her jade hand hung in the air and couldn't retreat.

"It's okay, I'll lure him away, and you take your junior brothers and sisters to meet. Every time Mu Zizhen spit out a word, a stream of blood came out, which was very terrifying.

"I'm with you. Bing Jiaoyan said subconsciously, she didn't realize that she had directly called Mu Zizhen's name before, and this sentence was even more revealing of life and death.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Mu Zi's heart warmed, and a spiritual power stirred, sending Bing Jiaoyan out of his arms.

The beauty leaves her arms, and the fragrance lingers.

Complex emotions are intertwined in the bottom of my heart, sighing secretly! Is this reluctance?

Thunder flashed with both feet, and swooped forward.

With a bang, a crack dozens of feet deep was cut out of the ground where he had previously stayed.

didn't dare to stay, the frost blade turned into a streamer and shot obliquely into the distance, Mu Zizhen clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the whole person was dragged off the ground, and actually flew away in the air.

Ghost-faced Jin Dan wanted to kill all the remaining people who were chasing Mu Zizhen, but who would have thought that he would be able to sweep the sky with a sword.

Although the posture is very awkward, like a humanoid kite swinging around, flying is flying.

The natal realm has mastered the power of Jindan, and he can't keep him more.

And if it is delayed, the person will fly out of the range of his spiritual sense, and he will hide there, and it will be even more difficult to find it in this vast mountain.

The ghost-faced monk is the Jin Dan of the Kong family, and the ten of them have a clear division of labor, and the plan is for two Jin Dan to kill Mu Zizhen, but the battle situation is still unclear, and he is worried about the safety of the young master and the other person who protects Kong Xin.

He was the only one who followed.

The two of them flew one after the other, less than a hundred feet apart, and flew quickly into the distance.

Bing Jiaoyan Qiushui's eyes stared at her for a long time, her eyes were full of worry, until the two of them disappeared into the sky and stood in place stunned.

"Senior Sister Bing, let's go! A disciple said softly.

"Good. ”

Retracted his gaze and sighed silently, "The annoying little uncle must come back safely!"

Mu Zi's true spiritual yuan power was running to the extreme, and he even used the Thunder Escape Technique to cooperate with the flying sword, but not only could not widen the distance between him and the ghost-faced monk, but also shortened it little by little.

Now there is no better way, they chase the monks of the mountain clan too selflessly, and they can't tell the direction for a while, so they can only bury their heads and run away.

"Hmph, I don't know how you can control the sky, but this life is my life, and it's a fool's dream to escape in my hands, I see how long you can fly, and the farther you escape, the more painful I want you to die. The Ghost-faced Monk said gloomily.

If Mu Zizhen was only suspicious of the Kong family before, and now the ghost face Jin Dan is just to kill him, then he is 100% sure.

It's okay if you just kill him, but there is obviously a shadow of the Confucian family in the affairs of the mountain clan, which causes the same family to be killed, and this hatred is not shared.

"The Kong family, don't let the master escape this catastrophe, otherwise it will be your Kong family's nightmare. Mu Zizhen roared.