Chapter 51: Don't be cowardly, let's see who is more fierce.
The scar-faced middle-aged man folded his hands and took over the elite disciple of the Dark Hall who was flying towards him. He saw the man suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood. It could be seen that there were a large number of internal organ fragments in the blood, and his chest was almost hit.
If you wear it, it seems like you can't live.
He stretched out his hand and wiped his cheek that was sprayed with blood. The scarred middle-aged man was surprisingly angry and cursed angrily, "Four people teamed up to deal with a fighting master and one of them was killed by him. If you can't take down this kid, you can do it yourself after you go back."
Go to the Penal Hall to receive your punishment."
The death of their companion shocked the remaining three people, and they immediately suppressed all the contempt on their faces and hearts. They had lost one person in the fight just now. This kid seemed to have the strength to be treated with caution.
It's just that their reaction was too slow. Mu Chen leapt into the air. The remaining three people followed Mu Chen's movements and moved their eyes, but they saw a heavy black epee being grasped by Mu Chen in his hands.
"This is not good, go back quickly."
Among the three people, a person with some eyesight quickly reminded him, but Mu Chen's movements were too fast, and the falling black light was like a black flying dragon falling from the sky, lingering with irresistible and terrifying power.
"cut!"
With a loud shout, the sword struck the ground like purple thunder, and the raging purple fire ignited the entire courtyard. A terrifying crack split open the ground and extended to the street outside.
Mu Chen held the sword with one hand and stood on the ground that had sunk a foot deep. With the other hand, he grabbed a handful of Qi Rejuvenation Pill and stuffed it into his mouth without looking at it. This blow cost Mu Chen a lot of energy.
Therefore, Mu Chen's face turned a little red.
Until the diffuse dust and smoke was blown away by a strong wind, and the three rather miserable corpses in the rubble and scorched earth were suddenly revealed.
Three kills with one sword!
Mu Chen wiped the sweat from his cheeks. Mu Chen was very surprised by this result. He immediately lifted up the domineering heavy sword and put it flatly on his shoulder with a sneer on his face.
Pointing a finger at the scarred middle-aged man who couldn't suppress his anger, Mu Chen raised the corner of his mouth and teased, "Does your face hurt? I'm just asking you if your face hurts?"
I think it should hurt. You came here looking down, and judged me at will with a commanding tone, with a condescending and arrogant attitude! But in the end, your face was slapped, and I asked if your face hurts.
It doesn’t hurt.”
The scar-faced middle-aged man named Mosha is also a famous figure in the secret hall of Yunlan Sect. The peak strength of the Nine-Star Grand Fighter combined with the intermediate martial arts and fighting skills of Xuan-level makes him also famous among the great fighters.
He has few opponents, which also makes him develop a habit of pride.
Looking at the four miserable dead disciples of the dark hall on the ground, and listening to Mu Chen's teasing words, his expression could be described as dark clouds.
The four mid-level masters were led by him, the peak master, and the target they needed to deal with was just one master. But now, except for him, the other four were all lost here, even if he captured Mu Chen
If you go back, you will definitely be questioned by the elders of the Criminal Law Hall.
The gloom disappeared, replaced by the terrifying flames like a volcanic eruption. Mosha roared like thunder, "Za Mao boy, you have successfully angered me. Next, I will go all out, and I will definitely kill you inch by inch."
Crush all the bones in your body and make you pay for your provocative behavior."
Mosha's eyes were filled with raging flames, and the powerful wind attribute fighting spirit was intertwined into a pair of light fighting spirit armor. He knocked on the ring with his hand, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared, and a sharp long knife appeared in his hand.
Lifting the knife and pointing it directly at Mu Chen's face, Mo Shahan said, "Within three swords, I will chop off your hands."
With a blade, Mosha's body is like a strong wind. He moves so fast that ordinary people can only see a series of black afterimages. When he moves, the position where his feet fall is precise to the last detail. It is obviously used. A very superb physical fighting skill, which is even more powerful when paired with his wind attribute fighting spirit, which is famous for its speed.
"If you don't have a long memory, you are hopeless.
The flag should not be set casually, otherwise your face will be even more painful when the slap comes." Mu Chen mocked mercilessly, but his spirit was extremely alert.
The person in front of me is definitely a very powerful enemy. After all, there is a huge gap between me and him. The strength and vigor of the opponent's fighting spirit cannot be matched by me. This is destined to be a difficult battle.
And when the battle started, a pair of big, watery eyes appeared from the crack in the closed door of the room.
Qinglin's delicate little face was full of anger, his two little hands were pinched together tightly, and his big green eyes were full of worry.
His eyes moved to the menacing Mosha, and he couldn't help but pursed his lips and said resentfully, "The young master is such a good person, why do some people always want to kill him?"
Qing Lin must practice hard, and Qing Lin will protect the young master in the future. Anyone who is hostile to the young master, Qing Lin will kill them all."
When Qing Lin was angry, the three small dots in the green pupils became much clearer, with wisps of strange light dots overflowing...
"war!"
The tongue burst with thunder, and Mu Chen's feet shook, and he immediately rushed out. In the state of Huo Yao, Mu Chen could barely keep up with Mo Sha's speed by stepping on the wind shadow step.
"Boy, please kneel down for this knife."
Mosha had a ferocious face, and the terrifying scar squirmed slightly as Mosha's expression changed, like a ferocious-looking centipede. Its ferocious look was enough to scare ordinary people into screaming.
Mu Chen screamed angrily, raised his hand, and placed a huge black heavy sword in front of him. He grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand and pressed against the sword body with his left hand, making a blocking gesture.
In fact, the speed of Mosha's sword was too fast. Mu Chen suffered a disadvantage because he lost the initiative, so he could only defend passively.
clang!
A tyrannical force was transmitted between Mu Chen's palms along the intersection of the two sides' swords. It shocked Mu Chen's palms slightly, and with a muffled sound, the ground under Mu Chen's feet was struck by this tyrannical force. Several cracks appeared.
After resisting the blade, Mu Chen took several steps back. Each step left a deep footprint on the ground, but the force that made Mu Chen feel numb was also removed.
"People who are attached to me never have a chance to fight back. Boy, just moan in grief and indignation under my attack."
Mosha laughed loudly and quickly followed Mu Chen. The sharp long knife in his hand was quickly swung by him, but his trembling palms were obviously affected by the counter-shock force when he was fighting with Mu Chen just now. He didn't feel good when it was on his palm.
"You talk a lot."
With a flash of dim light, the huge black heavy sword instantly split into two light black shadow swords. Without any form of restraint, Mu Chen used his fighting spirit to activate his arms, and then he wielded the two swords, spinning and slashing wildly with a look of madness. , Relying on his powerful body, Mu Chen almost turned into a spinning top, and the shadow of Dao Sen's cold sword suddenly swept towards Mosha.
Clang clang clang!
Every time the weapons of both sides collided, there would be a strong clang of gold and iron. Mu Chen's crazy and fierce offensive made Mosha's pupils shrink rapidly, and his face changed again and again. The man who originally forced Mu Chen to retreat
The distance was gradually reversed, and the same was true for the offensive, causing Mosha to retreat one after another in a hurry.
Mu Chen let out a burst of unpleasant laughter and sneered, "Old man, why are you retreating? Come on, let's see who is more powerful!"
Don't be cowardly, wasn't it great that you just slashed with the knife? Keep going." This chapter has been completed!