"Boy, are you really from Qingyun Castle?" asked Kong Xuan suspiciously.

It's no wonder that he would ask more, because Long Wenmu's style of acting is indeed different from that of the people in Qingyun Castle.

If Long Wenmu is an evil person, Kong Xuan may still believe it.

"Who am I, and what is my relationship with you?" Long Wenmu seemed to be undaunted.

"Boy, let me ask you again, are you really not afraid of death, if I were to kill you, you might not be able to escape even if you had some means. As he spoke, he had been observing Long Wenmu's reaction.

Long Wenmu just pushed the Howling Lion Knife in front of him, and didn't want to say more to him at all.

In any case, now it is not only necessary to find a way to deal with this powerful enemy, but also to buy time for those who have fled down the mountain.

Seeing that Long Wenmu no longer cares about himself, Kong Xuan also knows that it is useless to talk more.

Several attempts to persuade him were fruitless, and his patience ran out.

The breath sank slightly, and it swooped down again like an arrow off the string.

The strong killing intent is wrapped in a bloody aura that cannot be dissolved.

Anyway, since this kid has no intention of surrendering, he must be killed.

If one day when this kid grows up, he still stands on the opposite side of himself and others, there is no doubt that he is a great enemy.

Rushing in front of Long Wenmu, the dense attack covered the past towards Long Wenmu, and every move and style was a killing skill.

Kong Xuan has already moved to kill.

Long Wenmu had a hard encounter with him head-on, and he immediately fell behind at the first moment.

The moves are often new and strange, the poison of the weapon and the Sky Splitting Fist have been exposed, but any move that is exposed will be difficult to have an effect, especially if it is stronger than yourself.

Kong Xuan basically didn't leave Long Wenmu a chance to fight back, there was still a temptation before, and he didn't go all out, but at this moment, he attacked with all his strength and made a judgment.

However, it was only a moment, Long Wenmu's body was drenched in blood, and in addition to passive defense, there was no chance to fight back at all.

Somewhere down the mountain, Yeqi and the others hid in a bush.

At this time, they shouldn't have stayed, but Qing'er's injuries were not light, and the group didn't have time to go far.

Qing'er had already applied ointment to her hands, and the cold feeling had somewhat eliminated some of the pain, but after being injured by Kong Xuan's shock, she was temporarily unable to move, and her condition had deteriorated a little.

Listening to Long Wenmu's muffled snort in the direction of the battlefield, the hearts of the two girls were already tightened.

Kong Xuan pointed out a finger, pointing at the wind like a sword, piercing Long Wenmu's shoulder straight.

Use your hand as a knife and pick it upwards.

A hissing sound.

The clothes on Long Wenmu's shoulders were completely dissolved, revealing the scars underneath that looked like a knife blade.

The shoulders and scalp were open, the blood was like an infusion, and Long Wenmu stumbled back with a sullen hum.

On his body, there are countless wounds, large and small, and the deep ones may even have hurt the organs. If you change to an ordinary demon master, with this kind of injury, you have already lost your combat effectiveness.

Kong Xuan couldn't help but be surprised, since he started to be serious, this kid has been repeatedly hit hard by him, and he is already in this embarrassed appearance, and he hasn't fallen yet.

His heart burned with ruthlessness, and his hands became heavier and heavier, vowing to crush Long Wenmu's momentum of crushing his bones and ashes.

The frenzied onslaught, coupled with the gap in cultivation and strength, Long Wenmu was hit hard again and again by Kong Xuan.

found a gap in Long Wenmu, and the palm print of the empty Xuan fell heavily on Long Wenmu's chest.

In order not to let Long Wenmu make any waves, he was ruthless.

When he was hit by the palm, Long Wenmu's chest was sunk downward, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the person flew out upside down in embarrassment.

"Let's see if you die this time!" Kong Xuan snorted coldly.

No matter how strong this kid's background is, it is impossible to be safe and sound after being hit by this kind of heavy blow. At this point, I don't see this kid fighting back, it is very likely that he has exhausted his donkey skills, and Kong Xuan wants to see how long he can last.

The surrounding fog was filled, and Long Wenmu flew out more than ten zhang away, and fell directly into the dense fog.

Kong Xuan paced forward, snorted softly, waved his arm, and the wind swept away, blowing away the mist.

Long Wenmu's breath disappeared from falling into the mist.

He's dead?

Kong Xuan was vigilant in his heart.

This kid is cunning by nature, and he won't be careless.

However, after the fog was fanned, he found that Long Wenmu was not where he expected.

"Huh?" Kong Xuan snorted.

The aura burst out suddenly, with him as the center, and the fog within a few zhang range was blown away. But looking around, there was still no trace of Long Wenmu.

"Stinky boy, you want to avoid me?"

If he is dead, at least there are still corpses, and if he doesn't see anyone else, it means that the kid is still alive.

But he couldn't feel his breath, and he was nowhere to be seen, he clearly suppressed the fluctuation of demonic power and hid.

Actually trying to hide with the help of the thick fog? This kid is too underestimated. Kong Xuan sneered.

A seriously injured person, he is clearly dying.

No matter how much he suppresses it, it is impossible to suppress the demonic power to the point where there is no ripple at all, as long as he senses it carefully, Kong Xuan still doesn't believe that he can hide it.

Kill that kid in one go, and never leave him a chance to breathe, this is Kong Xuan's plan.

However, after he took a closer look, he was surprised to find that he didn't sense Long Wenmu's breath.

He is a top-grade demon master, and his perception ability is quite outstanding, so he won't even be able to catch that kid.

The battle on Yu Chiyo's side not far away interfered with his perception a little, he frowned slightly, calmed down, and simply closed his eyes directly, expanding his perception to the maximum.

The delicate perception spread out peacefully, enough to cover a radius of half a mile, and no wind or grass could escape his senses.

But just as he closed his eyes, a bright light flickered in the darkness in front of his eyes.

Kong Xuan didn't think much about it, but instinctively took half a step back. It was this half-step difference, and the sound of the blade breaking came to my ears.

Horror erupted from the bottom of Kongxuan's heart, and he was able to grow to the point where he is now, and he has also experienced a lot of life-and-death battles.

This feeling is the kind of great fear of life and death that he has experienced.

His eyes opened suddenly, and in front of him, just one step away, was Long Wenmu's blood-stained face.

Half of Long Wenmu's body merged with the mist, and only half of his body was condensed into substance. It was as if he were a man solidified by the mist, and it was the same condensed hand that slashed the Howling Lion Knife from top to bottom.

Kong Xuan's mind went blank, and for a brief moment, he didn't even understand what was going on.

There was no time for him to think about it, the sword light flashed, and the sharp energy flashed away.

Kong Xuan only felt a pain in his shoulder, and in the afterglow, he saw his right arm flying out.

The Howling Lion Blade severed his right arm, slanting to the point of leaving a massive scar on his abdomen.

Kong Xuan has never been careless, but no matter how careful he is, he can't beware of the killing moves that suddenly appear in front of him.

If it hadn't been for the instinctive half-step back, the knife would have split him in two.

Relying on the force of the slash, Kong Xuan retreated violently.

I felt like I couldn't use my feet and almost stumbled and fell.

And in the mist, Long Wenmu showed his true body.

This blow has been brewing for a long time, and the demon skill inherited from the Cloud Hidden Beast can be said to have a miraculous effect on the Foggy Mountain.

After enduring the onslaught of Kong Xuan for so long, he was waiting for the opportunity. Originally, this blow was with the idea of killing Kong Xuan, but he didn't want to be dodged by him.

Long Wenmu spat on the bloody spit, concentrated the demonic power into his chest, and gently agitated.

The chest that had been dented by the opponent puffed back in a "click" sound.

wiped the wounds on his body, and the bleeding wounds had stopped in a blink of an eye.

"You...... What the hell have you done!" Kong Xuan glared at him angrily, and roared hoarsely.

Ticking, ticking water dripping.

There was already a pool of blood gathered under Kong Xuan's feet.

An arm was severed, and a large gash was cut in the abdomen. If he hadn't pressed the wound in his abdomen with his other hand, his internal organs might have flowed all over the floor.

Although he is not dead, he has been severely injured. Because of this knife, I am afraid that even ten percent of the combat power is left. The good situation was rewritten in one fell swoop.

He looked at Long Wenmu as if he were looking at a monster.

What's going on with this kid's move just now? Trick? No, I'm afraid it's a natal demon skill. How did he turn into mist? What kind of monster beast is this?

And this kid should have been badly injured, how could he look like he was fine? The wounds on his body, large and small, were healing at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, what was this terrifying resilience? Is this still the resilience of a human being?

Who the hell is he?

Long Wenmu gently swung the blade, shaking away the blood on the blade.

It was true that his scars all over his body looked extremely miserable, but only he knew that in the face of his extraordinary resilience, the flesh and skin injuries were not a big deal.

For the first time since the battle began, Kong Xuan felt the fear of the death pavement.

If it's a head-to-head battle, the kid is no match for him. But that kid used each of those killing moves just right.

He repeatedly pretended to be embarrassed, but only induced. It's like an experienced hunter, luring powerful prey little by little into a trap that has been prepared for a long time.

It is not about the level of strength, but about the calculations that are made again and again. In this kind of battle, you can also calmly judge the situation. It is not a person who is accustomed to fighting a strong enemy, and it is impossible to do such a thing.

Long Wenmu stepped forward with a knife, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

The Howling Lion Knife rekindled its flames, and the knife aura was formidable.

Kong Xuan's forehead was sweating, and he retreated in a panic, leaving a blood-stained footprint with each step back.

He was really panicked, how could he have imagined that he would actually be planted in the hands of this kid.

"Wait...... Wait a minute, you just have to join my Black Dragon Palace, and I can give you everything you want. Kong Xuan opened his mouth in a panic, and his previous calm and calm was long gone.

"All I want is your life. Long Wenmu grinned with two rows of blood-stained teeth, looking like a bloodthirsty ghost.

The souls of the empty and dead are all rising, and the hairs on their bodies stand up.

Could this guy be the embodiment of a ghost? Who the hell is he fighting with?

On the other side, Yu Chiyo's opponent, after seeing the situation on Kong Xuan's side, suddenly attacked violently, forced Yu Chiyo back with one palm, and rushed towards Kong Xuan's side with a pull.

Yu Qianyo had already suffered a lot of injuries in the previous fight, and he was powerless to stop it.

The man flew to Kong Xuan and dragged Kong Xuan to death before Long Wenmu pounced again.

"Let's go!" hugged Kong Xuan and rushed into the jungle.

That person was bent on escaping, and coupled with the strength of the high-grade demon master, Long Wenmu couldn't stop him.

After only a few steps of chasing, the other party was gone.

Long Wenmu stood among the trees, gasping for breath with the Howling Lion Knife.

"Dragon Prince!" Yu Chiyo rushed over.

The two looked at each other and saw each other's embarrassed appearances.

Yu Qiandai had blood on his head and face, his clothes were also tattered, and his face was as white as paper.

"Ran away?" Yu Chiyo frowned.

Long Wenmu gritted his teeth lightly: "If you want to run away, it's not that simple." One of them was injured and couldn't run far. ”

Yu Qianyo looked at him with some surprise: "Young Master Long, are you okay......?

Long Wenmu gasped for a while before pulling the Howling Lion Knife from the ground again.

In fact, his consumption is not small, no matter how strong he is in front of his opponent, he still can't cover up the vanity of his breath after all.