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Zuo Chenfeng and the other shadows ignored everything else, using their shields to block the Kunlun disciples who were trying to kill them from the cliff.

However, right at this moment, a clear whistle sounded in the air. Dozens of black figures leapt up from the ground. These were all experts that could ride on the sword and fly!

The flying swords beneath their feet fiercely flew forward.

Zuo Chenfeng had never thought that Karakorum's heritage would be so powerful. He absolutely could not let these people catch up to Mu Yunyun. He did not even hesitate as he threw the sword in his hand towards one of the flying Karakorum disciples.

The strike was powerful and precise, hitting the man in the chest. The man staggered for a second, blood spurting out of his mouth as he fell to the ground, dead.

However, when the sword was thrown, only one person fell, followed by countless Kunlun disciples leaping up.

There was a huge number of them. They rode on their swords and flew over Zuo Chenfeng's head one by one.

His eyes were bloodshot and his entire body was covered in blood. However, he could only look on helplessly. Panic and panic flashed across Zuo Chenfeng's face as rain poured down.

The purpose of these Karakorum disciples was exceptionally clear; they were only aimed at Mu Huanyun and Amu.

Mu Huanyun and Rong Chu brought Amu and forcefully tore a hole in the wall, as they wanted to stick out the encirclement.

After they knocked out the people in front of them and rushed into the forest, they discovered that there were already countless Kunlun disciples already guarding the open space in front of them.

This was a trap!

Unfortunately, just now, they had been thrown into a panic and had accidentally fallen into a trap.

Mu Wanyun felt the ground beneath her feet sink. Her expression changed as she looked at her feet that had sunk down. She immediately understood that this was a swamp.

She quickly pulled out her right leg, but when she tried to use her left foot, she was shocked to find that she had sunk even deeper.

"Don't come near me!" He and Amu were right behind them, and seeing that she was in danger, he didn't hesitate to rush over to save her.

However, this was a swamp. As long as one was trapped, without proper methods, it was impossible to save them. On the contrary, it could implicate others.

"Mommy!" Ammu could not help but shout out.

There were countless Kunlun disciples standing on the opposite side of the swamp. It seemed like this swamp was also created by them.

As a friend, he naturally knew that Mu Wanyun was most concerned about her son. He didn't hesitate to pick up Amu and leave.

However, when he turned around, lightning crackled down. Behind him, on the road, and in the air, was a dense crowd of Karakorum's disciples.

His lightness skills were outstanding, but under the siege of the inescapable net, it was impossible for him to escape with Amu.

However, he definitely wouldn't hand over Ammu like this with both of his hands.

He tossed Ammu onto his back. Ammu wrapped her feet around his waist and hugged him tightly with her two small hands.

Ruan Chu planned to fight his way out with his life on the line.

At this time, one of the Karakorum disciples said, "I didn't expect the king of Da Xia Empire to come to our Karakorum. It really makes us feel good. However, it seems like the King should carefully consider whether or not this muddy water is worth your condescension. "

"What nonsense is this!" As he spoke, two long swords suddenly appeared in his hands. The blades were extremely thin and sharp.

Rong Chu was known as the number one swordsman in the martial arts world, but his swordsmanship was no better than his Qing Gong.

He raised his sword and slashed out in a slanted motion. Both swords struck out with incomparable might. The person who spoke was obviously the leader of these Karakorum disciples. They were the ones who captured the bandits first and allowed Chu Feng to advance towards them.

That person didn't dare to fight back. He dodged to the side, and when the blade of the sword grazed his cheek, he could clearly feel the cold aura of the sword head on. It was less than a finger's distance away from the tip of his nose.

It was a close call.

After that one strike from Rong Chu missed, he used a strange movement technique to retract the sword. As he spun his body, he thrust out several more sword attacks.

Those few sword strikes were all dodged by that person in an extremely perilous manner. However, one sword cut through his clothes, but it did not cause him any more harm.

This exchange was just a blink of an eye.

Rong Chu's cultivation was also not weak. However, he could only fight that man to a standstill.

His expression changed several times as his mind raced like lightning, trying to think of a way to escape.

Mu Yun had already fallen into the swamp, and the swamp had sunk down to his waist. The wind and rain became stronger and stronger, causing the swamp to be even more slippery. Just as she was thinking of a way to escape, the Karakorum disciples closed in on her.

Ammu had been thinking about Mommy, and when he saw that she was surrounded, he quickly reminded her.

The tip of Chu Feng's sword formed a few sword sparks, pretending to attack, but suddenly retreated, using the sword to push back those who were trying to attack.

Amu calmly jumped off Chu's body. He was going to pull Mu Wan.

"Don't come near me!" Mu Wan anxiously shouted, but Amu was afraid that Mu Wan would fall down again. He was so worried that his eyes turned red. His thin body lay on the thicker ground, and his small hands stretched out as far as they could, trying to hold Mommy's hand, but no matter how he reached it, his fingers barely touched the skin of Mu Wan's fingers.

"Mommy …" "Mommy …"

Ammu's tears ran down her face and splashed into the mud.

As for Rong Chu, he had fallen into a bitter battle.

He alone was not a match for so many people. In the past, he had faced assaults and assassinations of all kinds, but this time, the pressure was never as great as it was now.

These Kunlun disciples were all opponents of the other level.

He had to take into account that the people surrounding them had hurt Mu Wanyun and his mother.

In a moment of distraction, a sword stabbed into his shoulder. Fresh blood flowed down from the rain and stained the front of his clothes with streaks of blood.

Amu had done it many times, but it had only barely brushed past Mu Yun's fingers.

He was extremely anxious. He recklessly leaned his body forwards, but at this time, even he could feel that the dirt underneath him was gradually becoming soft.

Mu Huanyun's expression suddenly changed. If this continued, Amu would descend like her at any time.

She shouted, "Amu!"

Amu was shocked and raised his teary eyes to look at Mu Yunji.

In that instant, Mu Yun saw a strange expression flash across Amu's eyes. Shockingly, there was a red line running through his pupils.

She suspected that she was seeing things.

"Mommy, I must save you."

Ah!" After being stabbed once again in the thigh, he let out a low growl, and was swept away by the strong winds of the Kunlun disciples, falling to the ground. His blood surged, and he could not control himself, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Huanyun's eyes swept over the crowd, and she frowned. If Chu Feng wasn't a match for so many people, then he would lose his life here.

"Listen to me, Ammu, you must go! Don't get caught by them! " "Mu Wanyun's eyes were filled with determination as he stared unwaveringly at Amu." "Allow Chu to bring Amu away!"

Rong Chu's face was pale white, and the vision in his eyes blurred. His injuries were severe, and his head was buzzing. However, he forced himself to grit his teeth and defend in front of them.

Hearing Mu Wan's words, he gritted his teeth and only said a few words: Take care. Hugging Amu's waist, he pushed his Qing Gong to the extreme and fiercely used the Imperial Sword Technique to fly.

His qinggong was incomparable, this sudden retreat was something the Karakorum disciples did not expect.

Their swords had already pressed down on Mu Wan's neck, puncturing her acupoints and pulling her out of the swamp.

Even though she was captured, a smile still hung on her face. At least Amu would be safe.

At this moment, one of the leading Karakorum disciples walked up to her and said, "Today, the entire Kunlun Mountains are in an inescapable trap. Do you think they can escape?"

Mu Wan Yun sneered: "That will depend on whether you can catch up." She had great trust in Rong Chu's qinggong.

However, her expression suddenly changed.

Because she saw the sword in the Karakorum disciple's hand.

He purposely swung the sword on Mu Yunji's face, and saw that the sword blade still had traces of blood on it. It was the blood on Rong Chu's body, but now, those blood stains revealed a trace of a strange purple color.

"The blade is poisonous!"

How could he possibly escape if he was poisoned?

"You all … Despicable! " Mu Huanyun was so angry that he scolded loudly.

"The dean only wants to know the whereabouts of that old lunatic. If you do not resist, we will not kill you." As he spoke, he turned the blade around, as if to gain Mu Yunyun's trust. He then placed the sword on the tip of Mu Yunyun's nose, "If you don't believe me, smell it."

Even though it was raining, a strange fragrance wafted up from the edge of the sword.

"It's anesthetic."

She was very familiar with this smell. Back when she was studying at Karakorum Academy, she had studied these herbs before. This anesthetic can temporarily paralyze a person's nerves.

As she spoke to the man, the men who had dashed into the forest slowly turned back, and from time to time, a child's voice could be heard shouting curses at the top of its lungs. Even Mu Yun and Rong Chu weren't his match, so it was even more obvious that Amu wasn't his match.

He had never cultivated in the past, so when facing these adults, he did not have the ability to protect himself.

However, even so, he still made these Karakorum disciples suffer enough.

In the end, he was still carried away by someone who pierced his acupoints.

Mu Wan Yun asked about Murong Chu's situation in a low voice.

Earlier, he allowed Chu Yu to carry Amu and leave, but after running for a short while, he suddenly felt that he couldn't move at all. He forcefully fell from the sky, but he still remembered to rest his body on the ground when he was awake.

"Amu, run, hide …" Before he could finish, he fainted.

Just when Amu got up from the ground, countless Kunlun disciples came down from the sky.

Only when she felt dizzy did Mu Yunyun finally heave a sigh of relief.

At this moment, she discovered that the expressions of the people in charge of chasing after him and Rong Chu, who had brought Amu back, were extremely unsightly.

One of them had a red rash all over his face, while the other had black paint all over his face.

Seeing this situation, many of the Kunlun disciples couldn't help but laugh, sighing in their hearts that this was definitely a little devil king, luckily he didn't chase after her.

Just as the person was thinking, a buzzing sound could suddenly be heard.

Everyone was stunned at first, then they saw a large swarm of bees moving forward in the wind and rain. Their goal seemed to be here.

The Karakorum disciples hurriedly waved their swords like lightning, causing the bodies of the bees to fall onto the ground. Other people's palms whistled, driving away the bees. This scene was simply amazing.

Even when he was fighting with Mu Wan, he had never been in such a sorry state. Never underestimate a child!

The leader of the group had several large pouches on his forehead, and his face was so dark that drops of water could be seen dripping from it. There were footsteps coming from behind, it was Zuo Chen Feng and the rest of the shadows rushing over to rescue them.

That person angrily shouted, "Withdraw!"

The crowd couldn't care less as they carried Mu Yun and Amu Xiao and lost them in the storm.