C486

Chapter 486 - Saving Ah Mu (1)

The Soup Dumplings flapped its wings, trying to pass the news to Jin Yulie. However, even it had not expected that it would encounter so many obstructions today.

Countless arrows rained down on it. If it wasn't capable of spitting fire, these arrows would have turned it into a hedgehog a long time ago. Even though it successfully escaped the reach of Quincy Academy, it was already exhausted.

Seeing the unknown object swooping down from the sky, the assassins that everyone thought were Kunlun College all pulled out their swords.

Jin Yulie immediately made a move to stop him.

Only then did the Soup Dumplings let out a sigh of relief as it landed on Jin Yulie's horse head.

Under Jin Yulie's consolation, Feng Chi did not move, but waited quietly.

As the two wings of the Soup Dumplings spread out, a faint purple mist slowly curled out, condensing into a few words in the air. It was the message that Yao Ming had asked the Soup Dumplings to bring to Jin Yulie.

After receiving the news, Jin Yulie's eyes blossomed with joy.

Zuo Chenfeng also said: "That's great!" He rubbed his hands together to cheer himself up.

"We will reach the Kunlun College in a few hours. Everyone be careful." Jin Yulie instructed, and led his army to increase their speed.

Mu Wanjun looked at Mo Yang coldly, then said: "Let's go."

"Alright!" Yao Ming said, gathering power in his palm, and unambiguously rushed forward.

Mo Yang had been ordered to guard Mu Wanjun, but in the end, Yao Ming had taken her and left Void Trail. This was his fault in the first place, but now, Mu Wanjun had sent him to the door. He naturally wanted to capture her so that she could report this to Xie Shuo.

As for Yao Ming, his cultivation level was once hard to look at, but the information he received from Xie Shuo was nothing at all.

Therefore, he commanded the Kunlun disciples to change their formations, wanting to see the two of them surround them.

"I advise all of you to surrender and not die a horrible death." Mo Yang was filled with confidence in his men.

"You talk big, aren't you afraid that the wind will blow out of your mouth?" Mu Wanjun roared, she raised her sword and rushed forward.

She had studied the formations of Mount Kunlun before. No matter how the formations changed, the only thing she was certain of was to kill!

A cold light flashed, and the three of them fell to the ground.

As long as it was a matter of Ah Mu's life or death, she would not show any mercy. At this moment, she was wearing a black robe and her killing intent caused her clothes to flutter.

The long swords in his hands were waved so tightly that even wind couldn't pass through. Each sword thrust was aimed at the fatal spots of those people. When swords see blood, they show no mercy.

Yao Ming's palm wind was fierce, but these were his former disciples after all. Therefore, when his palm wind struck, it only broke their formation, and it did not harm their lives.

But, no matter how powerful they were, there were only two people, four hands!

However, there were over a thousand disciples here.

Once there was a gap in the array, before Mu Wanjun could rush out, someone would quickly fill it up and drag away the corpse.

The ground was dyed red with blood.

But as the battle continued on, blood splattered everywhere, and everyone's eyes turned bloodshot.

Mu Wanjun's aura slowly became chaotic. She came to worry about Ah Mu's situation, and she was heavily injured before, yet now she was wearing it like this. After all, she could not continue with her strength.

Yao Ming's eyes swept across the area as his palms released a strong aura, turning around and retreating a step, he moved behind Mu Wanjun and struck one of the Kunlun disciples in the chest. At the same time, his palms swept out and cut another person's long sword.

Mu Wanjun only felt a blur in front of him, and her entire body was about to collapse.

The pure and thick spiritual energy entered through her back, and her eyes immediately became a bit clearer.

When she looked back, she realized that it was indeed very dangerous just now. If it wasn't for Yao Ming, she would have lost her life on the spot.

Before she could say a word of thanks, she was forced to join the battle.

And then there was the hard battle.

On Mo Yang's side, it was especially difficult. Although they had temporarily trapped two people, he had already lost more than three hundred lives.

At this time, a bolt of lightning struck the peak of Mount Kunlun. Although it didn't hit the main hall, the lightning struck a three-thousand-year-old tree halfway down the mountain. With a loud crash, the broken tree fell down the cliff.

This loud sound attracted everyone's attention.

However, this would not stop them from their goal.

Just then, Mu Wanjun and Yao Ming realised that the pressure on their side had suddenly lessened.

Mu Wanjun immediately turned her head, but realised that there were more people behind him.