Volume 9 Chapter 64

The four practitioners who intercepted and heard of Cang Yue were powerful figures in the world, especially two saints. How does a saint exist?

In the whole dragon and snake army between Baishan and Heishui, only Gu Yunjing, the great general of Shenwei, is a saint. Ye Qingqing, the former first swordsman of Donglin Xingsheng, is still one step away from the cultivation of the holy master.

In the distant Tang Dynasty, Xiao Xiang, the emperor's uncle, had only a few master m é n guests, and became the most powerful figure of Tang Zang, making the Empress Dowager of the Virgin mother of Tang Zang only use the power of Prajna temple and qingluan college to smooth the way of emperor Fengxuan's accession to the throne.

In the imperial city of Zhongzhou, where there are the most practitioners in the world, all the practitioners who have or are close to the saint level must also be countless practitioners, and countless powerful people with great power come to observe and learn.

In the eyes of this world's practitioners, the holy master with the power of a thousand riders is already a non-human saint.

Four practitioners, including two sages, were still defeated by the moon. However, at the cost of their lives, the two sages who dared to stand in the way of the moon finally won Chen Mu precious time. After all, the moon, who was powerful to the extreme, suffered a lot of internal injuries.

In the moment of killing the long beard practitioner with the silver s è long gun, I also felt the thick blood smell in my body.

The soul power in his body, under the strong momentum of resisting the mountain crossing crossbow and against the four strong ones, has been consumed by only half. However, at this moment, he looks at the front of him expressionless and says to himself, "it's enough."

For the moment, there is no strong opponent to deal with. He doesn't need to use most of his strength for other things. He grabs the red haze Prajna sword light flying back and uses his strength on his feet. Two horrible breath released from the bottom of his feet, and the ground on which he stood suddenly sank, forming a round pit. At the moment when the ground sank, his whole person had already separated from the ground and leaped into the air.

Originally, there were hundreds of steps between him and Chen mu, but in a flash, with the sound of terror, he was less than 50 steps away from Chen mu.

The red light in his hand flashed again, like electricity attacking Chen Mu's back!

More than ten generals who had rushed to Chen Mu's side knew that they could not be the enemy of the combination of the moon and the man, but they still roared to form a network of people to intercept the red light.

The red light of the sword is everywhere in the sharp wave of the sword and the vigorous shock of the people. Just for a rest, there are many broken limbs and blood flowing between the heaven and the earth.

……

Guo Shiqin, the first white haired veteran of he Ye Jun who knew Chen Mu's identity, was not among the ten generals who rushed up.

Because he was in charge of the several armies gathered here.

When he saw that it was only a breath, five generals turned into bloody stumps under the sword of the moon. His eyelids jumped violently, and his mouth was shaking, but his hands were straight down: "let it go!"

In the past ten years, compared with other armies, the accumulated armaments are luxurious. There are also many crossbows on his side.

At this time, the Wen Ren cangyue was already in the range of the mountain crossing crossbow on their side.

Biluobian army has been ordered out of practice, no matter in any danger, faithful implementation of military orders has become an instinct. At the moment, however, they are in awe of the general Wen Ren, and they are in the same range as the general Wen Ren. There are many other generals on their own side, and more people are rushing up the rear.

So in this moment, several school officials who control the mountain crossing crossbow bus are slightly sluggish at this moment.

"Put it!"

However, Guo Shiqin, an old general with white hair, gave a more decisive command, almost without pause.

"Hum!"

Dozens of crossbows in the army have been adjusted under Guo Shiqin's previous order, aiming at the general who hears people. Under his second order, all of these crossbows finally made a scalp tingling sound.

Hiss, hiss, hiss Puff, puff, puff The air breaking sound and the landing sound are almost completely connected.

In the rain of dozens of mountain crossing catapults, seven or eight generals and five or six practitioners who killed people and heard of cangyue were killed.

The small and thick crossbow with the same terrifying speed and strength easily broke the blood of these practitioners who could not dodge, smashed their internal organs into pieces, pierced their bodies and nailed them to the ground.

It's said that a saint like cangyue can dodge several crossbows, but it can't dodge the horrible steel jungle formed by hundreds of crossbows.

At the moment when the crossbow arrow was sent out, his brow began to wrinkle. He looked up slightly at the general in front of him, and saw Guo Shiqin who issued the order.

There was a tinge of anger in his eyes, but there was also a tinge of appreciation. It seemed that he admired the old general's ability to give such a decisive order at this time.

In the face of the terrifying steel jungle with countless whirlpools falling, he stood still, and his Cabernet flying sword shrank to three feet in front of him.

At the same time, there were dozens of dazzling sparks in front of him. Every crossbow that really threatened him was picked out by his flying sword at a terrifying speed. However, those crossbows that even wiped his body and his head didn't catch a glimpse.

No crossbow can fall on him.

Among the two armies that were close to each other, everyone saw that his body was full of crossbows with arms thick and thin, and he was still standing well.

I heard that the moon lifted its steps again.

When this step fell, there was still a sound of gold and iron everywhere, and the floating earth on the ground around him was shaking like boiling water.

……

It's very simple to pick up a crossbow to pass through the mountains.

However, to catch more than ten threatening crossbows, his flying sword must pass through the air in front of him with speed and strength beyond his usual limit, forming an iron curtain in front of him.

In the case that the internal organs have been damaged, the throat of Cang Yue also gushed the first mouth of blood after the cultivation of advanced saint.

"Enough."

But when he saw the distance between Chen Mu and him, he said to himself with a cold voice.

His feet once again release the breath of terror, the whole person once again leap in the air.

Different from before, when he jumped to the top, he raised his right hand, and there was a buzzing sound in his right sleeve. A small crossbow arrow, under his soul force J, fell behind Chen Mu at a rapid speed.

This small crossbow is deeply nailed into the ground. The tail of the crossbow is also connected with a thin thread, with a metallic luster.

At this time, Chen Mu had retreated to the front line of the army like the water of Ch á o, and several generals had rushed to him. In the moment when he saw the crossbow, one of the generals had already reacted and shouted loudly: "cut the line!" At the same time, the long sword in his hand has gathered all his strength and cut on the thin line.

A slight, inaudible sound of "Ding". This general, who wanted to understand that Cang Yue used the crossbow to drive the general's face, s è, which was not accidental, turned white in an instant. The thin silk thread was so tough that it was unimaginable. Under his full attack, it did not break!

In Lin Xi's eyes, it's absolutely the smell of Spiderman. The moon comes across the sky again. Before his feet land, the red light has fallen from his hands like a meteor, stabbing Chen Mu's back heart!

When seeing the unstoppable sword, a man of practice uttered a decisive roar. All the soul power in his body gushed out of his hands and turned into a strong wind. He jumped at the flying sword and, with his body as a shield, heard that the flying sword of the moon pierced the palm of his hands and pierced his Xi Bang bore. However, when his determined soul power broke out, he was suddenly killed His body was stuck, his flying sword was embedded in his body, and he could not withdraw immediately.

Hearing that Cang Yue entered again, he just grasped the hilt embedded in the practitioner's body, and then he waved his sword indifferently.

The practitioner's body suddenly split in two.

It is said that the moon passes through the two halves of the body, and one step is behind Chen mu.

At this moment, countless shouts of surprise rang out.

Chen Mu felt the horror coming behind him.

At this moment, he turned around and stopped Du zhanye, who had been waiting for him and was ready to use his body to stop him.

"Prince!"

Duzhanye let out a heart rending scream.

In her scream, the sword in Cang Yue's hand pierced Chen Mu's body.

All people who know Chen Mu's identity have lost s è.

Even Cheng Yi's body was shocked. The sword hit his mind and spirit, almost like stabbing himself.

Chen Mu's mouth spewed out a flash of blood.

He couldn't breathe when he was stabbed by the sword, but his hand still stretched out.

In his hand, there is a gold s è dagger.

His mouth also spewed out countless blood.

Among the countless blood, there are countless golden s è Ze flashing.

Just for a moment, the innumerable golden s è Ze turned into lightning.

Chen Mu's Xi Meng mouth, the gold s è dagger in his hand, spewed out two streams of gold s è torrent formed by lightning.

Time seemed to freeze completely in this moment.

All of us can see that Chen Mu's body seems to have turned into a world of lightning. Two golden s è s torrents of lightning hit the moon like a waterfall.