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On the vast wasteland away from Erythrina.

The right side is the sea, and the left side is the dark mountain forest.

In front of us is the gradually bright golden sky, the clouds and mountains are connected, and a large area of ​​light is slowly illuminating everything.

Zhu Wan Guo took Han Jiaping'er, and a dozen or so fastest secret sect masters, and rushed towards another secret sect stronghold.

The group of people didn't turn their heads back, they ran with their heads buried in their heads, for fear that someone would catch up from behind.

Suddenly, Zhu Wan Guo stamped his feet and stopped in place.

"Be careful where you step!" He reminded loudly.

But still a step behind.

With a swish, a large net suddenly lifted from the ground, covering at least half of the people.

Those who were not covered immediately drew their swords and slashed forward.

But the hidden weapons flying out densely around them interrupted their movements.

Several people immediately kept blocking hidden weapons, and had no time to take care of the big net.

Zhang Yunqi slowly walked out from behind a rock, behind Zhang Zhenhai and three other masters of rebellion.

In this era, there is never a shortage of miserable people whose families are ruined by spirits.

So the Rebels will never be short of recruiting newcomers. The only thing they worry about is the trust of newcomers.

At this time, one of the three masters has just joined.

"Let's make a quick decision." Zhang Yunqi looked calm, and rushed to Zhu Wanguo first.

What he didn't expect was that Zhu Wanguo suddenly rushed to the right when he set off by himself.

The two women beside him, on the contrary, bravely pushed him face to face.

The three of them staggered a dozen moves, Ping'er and Han Jia groaned in pain at the same time, flew upside down, and retreated several steps on the beach with their legs.

One person had a **** mouth on his face. The other suffered a broken wrist in his right arm and is recovering rapidly.

"Three sky masters! Where did Erythrina get so many masters!?" The two were shocked.

But seeing that Zhang Yunqi wanted to chase after the young master, he immediately rushed forward again.

Both of them are spiritual meridians, exchanging injuries for injuries, and their fearless style of play forced Zhang Yunqi to end quickly.

If he was the only one fighting against the two in another place, within thirty moves, he would be able to completely eliminate the two of them, and then start a round of siege.

But now, this group of Qianjiaomeng, that is, people in the secret religion, is no less than them.

Zhang Yunqi's skills and experience are far better than the two, but he hesitated a little under this desperate style of play, so Zhu Wanguo took the opportunity to break through the blockade and took the last two people to escape to the wilderness and forest.

Boom!

A rebellious player wanted to catch up, but was shot in the chest by Zhu Wanguo backhand, and died on the spot.

Zhang Yunqi's anger flashed, and he raised his hand to shoot a dart.

Suddenly, a warning sign appeared in his mind, and he retreated quickly.

Poof!

Ping'er cut off her left arm with one hand, and from the wound on her severed arm, a large number of silver threads shot out, sweeping all the living things in the fan-shaped direction in front of her.

Within a range of more than ten meters.

Regardless of Qianjiaomeng or Renjiao, a total of more than a dozen masters were penetrated by this sweep.

The bodies of the living people trembled, and the skin of those who were penetrated by the silver thread began to dry up rapidly, like a thousand-year-old corpse that had lost moisture, turning black and falling to the ground.

But after finishing this step, Ping'er's complexion turned pale, and she fell to her knees powerlessly.

Obviously, this kind of active spiritual explosion is also a huge drain on her.

"Zhuzi is looking for death!" Zhang Yunqi was so angry that he jumped forward and hit the top of the opponent's head with his palm.

Boom!

Pinger's head cracked and she fell to the ground and died.

Han Jia screamed, held the knife behind his back, aimed at his chest, and wanted to do the same trick.

But Zhang Zhenhai hit the vest from behind with a palm, and the huge shock force knocked him out of power, and he staggered forward and fell to the ground.

"Kill all the rest, and worship God to take away the siege! Avenge the dead brothers and sisters!" Zhang Zhenhai's beautiful eyes were full of evil, and he stepped forward and cut Han Jia's neck with a knife.

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Zhu Wan Guo ran at full speed, he didn't even know how he lost.

Everything went according to plan, and he made no omissions, let alone made mistakes.

Why is this happening? ?

In the early morning, a golden light appeared in the sky.

White mist filled the mountains and forests, and some forests were gradually illuminated by light, turning green. Some are still dark and black,

A sense of mystery and chaos of alternation of yin and yang, cycle of old and new emerges in Zhu Wanguo's heart.

He doesn't know why he feels this way.

But at this moment, even though he was still fleeing, he was still attracted by such beautiful scenery.

嗞!

Suddenly he stopped and raised his hand to stop the two subordinates behind him who wanted to charge forward.

"Young Master?" The two of them nervously looked around with their knives in their hands. What happened just now scared them into panic.

At this time, in the forest, the white mist sank like a stream, flowing with the wind, just submerged to the waist of the three of them.

The golden light in the forest is fragmented, and the mist is filled under the feet.

Ahead is a slender stream and a straight wooden bridge.

Under the wooden bridge, water and mist are intertwined, flowing from left to right. For a while, it is like a dream, and it is hard to tell whether it is a dream or a reality.

But Zhu Wanguo was very clear-headed, and his eyes were fixed on the tall figure standing on the other side of the bridge.

The man was wearing a light blue Taoist robe with a waist, a sapphire double-leaf Taoist crown on his head, black hair shawl, and a majestic temperament.

The most conspicuous thing is the opponent's belt, which is copper-colored and so wide that it almost looks like a part of the armor. Inlaid on the top is a Tai Chi figure made of amber.

Zhu Wan Guo focused his eyes on the opponent's face.

That face, not surprisingly, was a pitch-black mask. Apart from being able to tell that the other party is a man, nothing else can be seen.

"Who are you!? Why do you block my way?" He would not think that the other party came here by coincidence.

This place is barren mountains and wild ridges, with many ferocious beasts, and even a herb collector would not appear on weekdays, let alone being blocked at the head of the bridge at this moment.

"You don't even know who I am, but you still dare to make so many calculations?"

The man walked forward slowly, stepping on the deck of the wooden bridge.

The two are more than ten meters apart, but the opponent is approaching step by step at this time, but it gives people a strong sense of oppression with nowhere to escape.

Mingming wished that the other directions of the three of Wan Guo would be unimpeded, but they had such an illusion from the bottom of their hearts.

"Kill!" In an instant, the two people behind Zhu Wanguo rushed forward, swung two sword lights, and landed on the man's chest.

The distance between the two parties is only seven or eight meters at this time.

Seven or eight meters is an instant for a master, but at this moment, the light of the swords swung by the two suddenly fell into the air.

They clearly calculated the distance, and they would definitely be able to slash at each other, but when the light of the knife fell, it was strange that there was only a slight distance.

Shua!

A big hand suddenly passed across the throats of the two of them.

There was no blood, only the necks of the two were completely crushed and severed.

With two thuds, the two fell to the ground and struggled, gradually losing their voices. Their heads were completely exhausted, hanging on their necks like toys, with only a layer of skin remaining.

"Want to kill me. No matter who you are! You are not qualified!"

Zhu Wan Guo did not look at the corpse on the ground, but fixed his eyes on the person in front of him.

Shua!

He stepped a little, and quickly disappeared in place. Appearing at the opponent's side, a knife silently stabbed at his waist.

This move is the core unique skill of the Magic Eagle Sect, and it belongs to the limit-breaking skill of Ying Lan Gong.

Move quickly with a special movement, kill, and the short knife is like an eagle's claw to catch the prey.

The move of this move is quite simple, the only feature is that it is fast!

very fast!

The magic eagle lineage is known for its speed, agility and ruthless moves.

Using his superb state of internal law at this time to display his unique skills, supplemented by Qiulin, the precious sword in his hand.

Caught off guard, no matter what method the opponent uses to block, he will be seriously injured.

Because as long as it is blocked, the sharpness of Qiulin's knife can penetrate the blocking object and transmit the toxin on the blade to its wound.

As long as you hurt a little bit, you can have a chance!

Zhu Wan Guo was extremely focused, and with a high degree of concentration, he felt that the knife in his hand was flowing like clouds and flowing water, and he had reached the moment when he was at his peak when he was practicing martial arts.

pity.

when!

The blade of Qiulin Dao was slapped away with a palm from the side.

Huge power spread to Zhu Wanguo like a spring.

His pupils shrank, and he made a quick decision.

'Limited state: Ming Kongdao! '

His body swelled, and his back muscles bulged rapidly, as if he had wings drawn behind him.

'Break the limit: Piaomiao Wuhen! '

'Break the limit: Condensing the sun to suppress the Qi! '

'Break the limit: Lie Yuzhi! '

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Wan Guo's body looked deformed, and his legs began to swell rapidly.

The skin turned black, with strange blood lines appearing. Muscles surged up the legs like water.

Followed by the chest, abdomen and back, countless feather-like blood streaks surfaced all over the body, the muscles in the body swelled and gathered, and it seemed as if all of them poured into the right arm, right hand, and index finger like running water!

At this moment, the strength of his whole body gathered a little bit, and he stabbed forward like lightning.

Boom!

This finger was held by Zhang Rongfang's right hand, and it was firmly fixed at a position a few centimeters away from his chest.

"It's amazing."

Zhang Rongfang raised his head, the edges of his pupils were pitch black, and countless bloodshots gathered rapidly along the whites of his eyes.

"Just a little bit, you can kill me"

Zhu Wan Guo's hair stood on end, his whole body was cold, his heart was constricted, and he pulled out his hands with all his strength, but it was too late.

A strong sense of threat swept over his body.

Boom!

His blocking left hand was hit head-on by a fist shadow, his arm was swung away weakly, and the empty door was wide open.

A black light like a waterfall rushed into the empty door and landed in the middle of his chest.

A huge explosion sounded, and Zhu Wanguo's body flew upside down like a cannonball, crossed the open space, and hit a tree in the middle,

Poof!

He bent his back, raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The center of the chest sank deeply, and there was a clear fist mark.

The area around the fist print turned red rapidly at this time, and blood from internal injuries poured in.

Falling leaves fluttered, Zhang Rongfang approached slowly, he had just entered the limit state, even limit-breaking skills were useless, just ordinary moves.

The result is that everything is over.

Standing in front of the opponent, he was a little disappointed.

"You have good potential, it might be more interesting if you can worship God."

"pity."

He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

At this moment, Zhu Wanguo opened his mouth.

A little silver light burst out from his mouth, stabbing fiercely at Zhang Rongfang's chest.

That silver light is a nail.

At this distance, the nails are extremely fast and extremely concealed, but.

With a crisp ding, it pierced through the armor and was about to move forward, but it was firmly embedded in Zhang Rongfang's Taoist robe. No more progress.

Poof.

Zhang Rongfang put his fingers between the eyebrows of the opponent, and gently scattered the blood from his head. Then the fingers moved together, lightly gliding across the joints of the opponent's arms and hands.

After a series of breaking sounds, Zhu Wan Guo tilted his head and passed out completely.

Carrying the person, Zhang Rongfang finally looked around and made sure that there were no other masters around.

Finally, he left in disappointment.

(end of this chapter)