The stars in the ruined domain were unusually bright, and the two of them wandered quietly in the dilapidated attic.
However, the faint screams seemed extremely loud in the middle of the night, and soon the smell of blood blew in the breeze.
The two of them looked at each other, their faces moved slightly, and they both kicked off their feet and shot towards the camp.
There are many dilapidated attics, and the stream flows slowly along the pits. Around the camp, there are broken corpses, headless corpses, and handless corpses all over the ground. The blood turns into a stream and flows into the river, turning the original clear water into a stream.
The river water was dyed blood red. Mu Chen stood at the tent in the center of the camp with a sword in one hand, and the sword in his hand was slowly dripping with blood!
Mu Chen surrounded countless warriors, and extremely powerful auras overflowed from their bodies. Looking at the past, none of these warriors were below the sixth level of beginner martial arts.
"Mu Chen, where is your young lady!" A striking scar on his face combined with the strong energy on his body made the leading man look extremely powerful.
A look of despair flashed across his face, and Mu Chen glanced in a certain direction inadvertently, and then said indifferently: "Blood Sword Legion, hey, my lady's visit to the Wasteland this time is extremely confidential. It seems that someone in Mu's family has been captured by you.
After being bribed, do you think someone who is not even afraid of death will reveal the whereabouts of the young lady?"
With a look of death, Mu Chen held the hilt of the sword tightly, letting the sharp fingertips penetrate into the palm of his hand, Mu Chen's expression remained unchanged.
Although Mu Chen's words were low, they still came out...
Ye Chen, who was running wildly, suddenly paused, and with a slow movement of his right hand, he stopped Mu Ye and said calmly: "It's a blood sword!"
With the blood sword, Mu Ye frowned, and immediately bypassed Ye Chen's arm again and jumped forward. However, Ye Chen was faster and blocked Mu Ye's way again, ignoring the anxious look on Mu Ye's face and the dark eyes.
He stared at Mu Ye closely and said calmly: "You have passed the age of willfulness, can you please be more sensible!"
Qian Ying paused, Mu Ye's face changed slightly, and he said quietly: "Is reason useful in the face of life?"
"The aura fluctuations ahead are at least as strong as those of several peak martial artists. If you go now, you will die!" Ye Chen said lightly, as the true energy slowly emerged from the palm of his hand.
"But Mu Chen and the others are still here..." Before Mu Ye could finish his words, Ye Chen interrupted him and said calmly: "Brother Mu Chen, you can't die!"
He slowly took out the silver clown mask from his arms and put it on his face under Mu Ye's surprised gaze. Ye Chen's eyes slowly fell forward and backward, holding the sword in his backhand, and immediately the figure shot out in vain, vigorously.
The top of the attic was flying, while Muye looked at the figure that was gradually going away...
"Leave this matter to me, you can just stay here!" Ye Chen's words carried by the rolling autumn wind lingered in Mu Ye's ears for a long time...
However, the surrounding area of the camp was still lifeless. The autumn wind blew up the maple leaves, and a chilling air slowly filled the air. Dozens of big men with blood swords took a few steps forward, and the combined terrifying aura created a terrifying aura that swept Mu Chen's figure away.
After taking a few steps back, his swaying figure was like a lonely boat in the sea, vulnerable to a blow.
The blood everywhere kept irritating Mu Chen. He gritted his teeth, but Mu Chen remained silent.
Holding the sword in one hand, Mu Chen stepped forward. Immediately, the sword shot forward like a poisonous snake. Several explosions also sounded. Mu Chen's figure fell backwards in embarrassment again, and the things in front of him also became
I became confused, my mind was in a trance, and a vague shadow appeared in my mind.
"Brother Mu Chen, why am I a girl and why do I always bring disaster to the Mu family!"
"Brother Muchen, I am not willing to accept my fate, I really am not willing to accept it!"
"I'm sorry, I lost my temper, but I really don't want to accept my fate!"
"Brother Muchen, do you have any dreams?"
"My dream, oh, my dream is to protect the most important person to me, that's all!"
The words of the past still lingered in Mu Chen's heart, his pupils narrowed slightly,
He bit his lip tightly with his teeth, regained some consciousness with the temporary pain, and looked at the many big men with blood swords with firm eyes. Holding the sword tightly, the figure shot out again, turning into a whirlwind and dancing wildly among the crowd.
The leader of the big man looked at Mu Chen who was fighting with a trapped beast with cold eyes, then smiled disdainfully, waved his long sword, and shouted: "Capture him alive!"
Dozens of big men like wolves and tigers swarmed up and surrounded Mu Chen in the center. Their giant swords kept slashing at Mu Chen, kicking up red dust everywhere.
Miss, my dream is to protect you, that's all. Mu Chen's speed increased again, and he drew his sword crazily, leaving several more sword marks on his body.
"Get up!" Dozens of big men at the sixth level of martial arts shouted at the same time. The giant swords in their hands were raised at the same time and flew upwards. They took a step forward with their left feet. The dust rolled and the giant swords formed a sword net.
Mu Chen fell in the center of the crowd, and the extremely sharp sword energy formed a sword wind that continuously rotated with Mu Chen as the center. Everyone nearby couldn't help but step back a little, for fear of being cut by the sword wind!
Mu Chen's black cloak was instantly shredded, and the samurai uniform that clung to his body was instantly turned into rags. He instantly became extremely miserable. His long hair was also cut in half. His long hair was flying, blood was spattered, and the sword in his hand was
It was instantly shattered into pieces of iron by the sword wind, and the iron pieces pierced into Mu Chen's body everywhere, which was particularly clear!
Blood splashed out from Muchen's body like a tide, staining the maple leaves all over the ground red, making a ticking sound.
At this time, a big man in the Blood Sword looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Boy, weren't you very crazy just now? You can challenge so many people alone, how crazy can you be!"
The strength in his hands increased involuntarily, and Mu Chen's body bent slightly downwards. However, Mu Chen gritted his teeth and persisted. As the sword wind continued to approach, the pressure suddenly increased by several points. Mu Chen finally could not persist.
Stopping, his body involuntarily knelt down, making a dull impact with his knees on the ground. The impact was particularly loud at this moment, and the force of the impact almost made Mu Chen faint.
At this time, the laughter just now sounded again: "Boy, tell the whereabouts of that slut quickly, or I will cut you into pieces!"
"Really?" A chilling voice slowly sounded from the top of the dilapidated attic, resounding throughout the camp. Everyone couldn't help but look up and took a breath!
The moon glowing with silver has been hanging in the middle of the moon for some time. Under the silver, a figure suddenly appeared.
A silver clown mask, a drop of purple blood and tears in the center of the mask, a long sword glowing with cold light in the hand, and a faint green light looming in the palm of the hand.
The devil under the silver moon waved the sharp sword in his hand and took the lives of others at will. When the sword came out, blood spattered!
"Evil...Demon!" The big man's tone was filled with fear, and his feet were trembling constantly!