After Wu Ma Xi followed those people for a short distance, she parted ways with them and quickly headed towards Overlord City.
There was chaos and madness along the way. In the midst of the blazing firelight, the bodies of cultivators were rising and falling in the firelight. Together with the strange screams that sounded from time to time, it was like a dance in hell.
Wu Ma Xi had some understanding of the layout of the station, and quickly arrived outside Overlord City as he walked quickly.
This villa is extremely graceful, in the style of gardens in the south of the Yangtze River. However, Huangfu prides himself on being heroic, and his name is extremely domineering. The allusion comes from the famous song "Farewell My Concubine".
Because she knew Ruyi was in this courtyard, Wu Maxi was afraid that she would be in any danger, so she specifically left this place alone when setting the fire, and only lit a few small fires here and there.
The fires were all in a few small attics that were not very important. The team members inside were not stressed and took their time. They were fighting the fire while staring at the blazing fire outside. Wu Maxi strode in without anyone stopping him.
The layout of the Jiangnan-style courtyard is really messy. The paths in the courtyard extend in all directions, surrounded by rockery trees and ponds. He walked around the courtyard and returned to the same place in the blink of an eye.
For more than ten years, Wu Ma Xi has traveled through various complex terrains in the mainland. At this moment, he calmed down and immediately determined the direction and walked towards the Overlord Tower, the main building of Overlord City.
After going around two rockeries in a row, Bawang Tower was already vaguely in sight. Wu Ma Xi looked at the building and seemed to be able to see Ruyi's pitiful face, so she sped up and rushed towards it.
There was a moon gate in front, but there were two guards standing next to it, standing meticulously. It seemed that a head-on confrontation was necessary, so Wu Ma Xi touched the fake beard on his face and walked towards that side.
"Stop!" The two stopped Wu Ma Xi, "Which team are you from? What are you doing here?"
"Is the Young Commander here?" Wu Ma Xi said calmly, looking at the two guards in front of him calmly.
"Please answer me first, which detachment are you from?" The two guards had firm faces, unmoved.
"Hmph, it's troublesome. I'll talk to the young captain first." After Wu Ma Xi said that, he took out a purple messenger bee from the storage bag, wrote a few words and engraved it inside, then changed his mind and injected
With spiritual power, I saw the letter bee flying towards the Overlord Platform.
The two guards were dumbfounded. After just a few steps, a fucking messenger bee flew out. That was hundreds of gold coins. Could it be that this person really had some big background? He squinted his eyes.
Wuma Xi, who stood proudly in the middle of the road, couldn't help but feel anxious.
The three of them waited for a while, but there was still no news. Wu Ma Xi said "Huh", took out three more messenger bees from the storage bag, wrote a letter, and then began to inject spiritual power into each one.
The first messenger bee fluttered its wings and flew behind the moon gate with a "buzzing" sound, and also brought the eyes of the two guards in the direction of the Overlord Platform.
At this moment.
The mind branch that was injecting spiritual power into the letter suddenly turned and raised the Blade Talisman. A stream of light flew out from the sharp skull in his hand, like lightning, it penetrated the heart of the guard in front of him and penetrated through the back.
Come out and attack the other guard in an arc.
"when!"
The guard subconsciously blocked You Ren's sneak attack with his broad sword. He glanced at the corpse of his comrade who was spouting blood, his eyes were split open, and he roared wildly. His branches of mind stretched out like lightning, and the artistic conception of a big whirlwind was instantly formed, like
It was like a hurricane passing by, rolling towards Wuma Xi.
The Great Whirlwind is a form-controlling artistic conception that is very popular on the mainland. Guang Shang is very good at this artistic conception, but in terms of the speed and power of the artistic conception, it is much worse than the guard in front of him.
The whirlwind was like a crazy tornado, dragging in the corpses of his companions and smashing them to pieces in an instant. The blood, wind and flesh rain spread out, staining the entire corner with spots of blood red.
Wu Ma Xi ignored the flesh and blood slapped on his face, and retreated wildly while weaving the artistic conception of the small god-conferring technique. After a while, the artistic conception took shape, and he planted it towards the opponent.
But seeing that the whirlwind suddenly made an arc, cleverly bypassing the artistic conception of the small divine conferring technique, the big whirlwind was still rolling towards Wuma Xi endlessly.
He is a master.
The launch speed of the small god-conferring technique is not slow, and the opponent can easily avoid it, which shows the opponent's skill.
Wuma Xi's expression remained unchanged, and he retreated according to the pace. At the same time, the cone's artistic conception was instantly formed, and it was shot towards the opponent at lightning speed.
The speed of the spiral cone is famously fast. The two of them were not far away. The man tried to dodge, but was still rubbed against the edge of the cyclone by the spiral cone. The entire artistic conception was immediately disabled, and the big cyclone immediately became top-heavy.
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The man simply dispersed the artistic conception of the big whirlwind, instantly composed the artistic conception of running water, and rushed towards Wu Ma Xi. His steps were like thunder, running turbulently, with his left elbow in front, like a bull striking a horn. If this collision was real, it would be enough to kill him.
Wuma Xi's internal organs were all shattered.
A huge golden bell suddenly appeared, covering Wuma Xi inside. It was the protective bell standing on the ground.
"Boom!"
The tentacles of the rushing stream collided with the giant bell. After a loud noise, Wuma Xi flew out. The golden bell was shattered, and even the bell of Lu's body had a slight crack. This collision also caused the man to lose his temper.
After taking several steps back, his footsteps hit the stone paved ground, and each step left footprints several inches deep.
The man sneered and rushed forward again, following those footprints to counterattack step by step.
Wu Maxi circled around the rockery and woods, throwing out runic leopards at the same time, and used the corpse-driving spell to fight with the opponent. The two men and the leopard began to chase each other in the forest.
The artistic conceptions used by that man were not very powerful. The artistic conceptions such as the big whirlwind and the rushing water were all popular, but they were all trained to be extremely powerful. Every artistic conception was like the sky and the earth shattering, and soon the whole rockery was broken.
The rocks collapsed and were struck by the man's sword and bow, and hit Wuma Xi like a meteorite.
The artistic conception of knife and bow uses a knife as a bow and all visible earth, stone and metal as bullets. This artistic conception is the artistic conception of Nineteen Branches Controlling Shapes. In terms of weaving structure, there is not much that is outstanding. People who studied on the mainland
Not too many.
The famous shape-controlling master Zhi Xiangxi once used his sword and bow to fire a half-ton stone bullet outside Jinyi City, penetrated through the north city gate, crossed the entire city, and smashed the south city gate to exit. This feat was also
Zhixiang Xi won the title of Grandmaster of Sword and Bow Penetrating the City.
The man's sword and bow were naturally not as domineering as those of Grandmaster Zhixiang Xi, but they were still fierce and fierce. Wu Ma Xi barely drove the floor clock to block it. After several times in a row, the floor clock could not be driven at all, and he could only roll and dodge on the ground.
The body is like a civet cat, using every bump and unevenness to avoid it.
The rune-patterned leopard wrapped around the person's feet and attacked. Its protection was already high, and after half a year of training by Wu Ma Xi, it was occasionally hit by the opponent's artistic conception.
Let the opponent sprint.
There was still a blazing fire outside, rendering the sky red, like a bloody sky seen in hell.
The two men rolled and fought in the darkness, like two fighting beasts. The mountains, rocks and trees were destroyed one after another, branches, leaves and gravel were scattered everywhere. A quiet forest garden soon became ruins. The two fighting beasts were still rolling in the ruins.
Wu Ma Xi was continuously chased by the opponent and tried his best to escape. In the interval between the Rune Leopard's attacks, Wu Ma Xi took advantage of the right location to attack and used his sword to make arc attacks, but was blocked by the opponent with a broad sword. The next step
The broad sword came back like a windmill. Wuma Xi retreated in embarrassment and rolled continuously on the gravel. There were wounds everywhere from the sharp edges of the gravel.
Although the situation is still at a stalemate, it is becoming increasingly unfavorable for Wuma Xi. The terrain of the entire courtyard is getting flatter and flatter, with less and less available terrain, but it is more conducive to the opponent's sprint. At this time,
The stalemate was entirely due to the Rune Leopard's persistence at all costs.
The man seemed to be fighting blood, and his fighting style became more and more fierce. He moved the sword like a pillar or a hammer, and there was an explosion-like sound wherever it touched. The weaving of branches of mind was done with just a thought, and every time the muscles were tightened and relaxed,
, like a bowstring playing, a buzzing sound came out.
Almost the entire courtyard was smashed to the ground, with gravel, branches and leaves spread all over the ground, stained with the flesh and blood of the dead guards, making it look like a slaughterhouse.
The man stepped in the middle of the courtyard, as still as a giant pillar and as moving as a chariot.
After Wu Ma Xi dashed away continuously, relying on the cooperation of the rune-patterned leopard, she finally got rid of the opponent's pursuit and got into the other end of the courtyard. When she looked back, the rune-patterned leopard had been knocked away by the opponent's sword.
It's absolutely not okay to continue like this.
Wu Ma Xi directed the Rune Leopard to rush into the entanglement again while thinking about countermeasures.
At this time, the courtyard has become flat, and the opponent has no problem in sprinting. He can easily force Wu Maxi into a blind corner. If he continues like this, there will only be a dead end. Moreover, if he goes deep into the hinterland of Rus, he must fight quickly.
Fight!
Wu Maxi suddenly dispersed the curse to exorcise the corpse, stood still and began to weave a small art of conferring gods. The branches of his mind were twisted, like the most enchanting dance. Each structure was instantly formed in the dance steps, as if the mystery between heaven and earth was engraved.
It emits faint fluctuations in the void, like tidal waves.
The man suddenly got rid of the entanglement of the rune-patterned leopard, and immediately rushed towards Wuma Xi with a rushing artistic conception, like a wounded bull, with an indomitable momentum. His footsteps were like a giant hammer hitting the ground, knocking all the people on the ground to pieces.
The gravel was trampled into powder.
seal!
Wu Ma Xi picked the right moment, planted the small god-conferring technique, collided with the opponent about one meter in front of him, and instantly sealed the opponent. The opponent's body of more than 200 kilograms used inertia to collide with Wu Ma Xi
Together, they slid on the ground for four to five meters, and among the rocks, both of them were scraped with blood.
After gliding for a while, the two people immediately jumped up. The man used the force of getting up to turn his legs around his waist and kicked Wuma Xi in the abdomen like lightning, kicking Wuma Xi up to three meters high.
Ma Xi's kick was as smooth as a shooting star, and he hit the opponent's head. Because the body of this kick bounced up, the stream of light barely missed the opponent's scalp, leaving only a scratch on the opponent's forehead.
The man's will branch shattered the small god-conferring technique, and in an instant there was a soaring elbow artistic conception. The force under his feet was like an explosion, and his body suddenly exploded and hit Wuma Xi in the sky.
Unable to avoid it, Wu Ma Xi instantly formed a spiral cone, shattering the opponent's soaring elbow into pieces. However, the sharp elbow still used its inertia to hit Wuma Xi's chin. Wu Ma Xi was falling and his body was hit again.
About one meter high, it flipped backwards and landed on its head and feet.
The man bent his knees like a battering ram and hit Wu Ma Xi hard on the lower back.
“Dong, dong, it’s unfair!”
A burst of shrill drum sounds suddenly sounded, mixed with thousands of people's complaints of grievances, and penetrated into the man's ears, directly washing away the man's heavenly spirit. The man's body shook, his knees slowed down, and he let it go.
Wu Maxi fell in front of him.
As soon as Wuma Xi landed on the ground, he advanced instead of retreating. He hugged the opponent's legs with his left hand and took the opponent's hamstring with the short knife in his right hand.
The dangerous situation also made the man become ferocious, and he knelt down towards Wuma Xi's chest, as if a mountain was falling. If he had kneeled hard this time, he would have lost a few ribs at least.
"Ah!" Wu Ma Xi's ferocity was erupting. He ignored the two knees that were about to hit him and used the dagger in his right hand to pick off the opponent's two hamstrings. After succeeding, his body rolled back crazily.
"Crack!"
The opponent's knee fell like a mountain and rubbed against Wuma Xi's ribs, immediately breaking two ribs.
Wu Maxi resisted the pain and rolled like a wheel, and quickly escaped. The opponent's broad sword came with the sound of wind, and the tip of the sword scraped across the skin.
Wu Ma Xi seemed to be numb to this danger and was completely indifferent. He immediately planted a small divine conferring technique on the opponent to block the opponent's will branch. Then he drove the rune leopard to rush towards the opponent quickly, opening his big mouth.
mouth, biting the man's head.
The man let out a muffled roar, inserted his left hand from the rune leopard's mouth, and tore at the throat. The rune leopard's upper and lower teeth closed together and immediately bit off the opponent's left arm.
"Ah!" As soon as the man screamed, his neck was bitten off by the rune-patterned leopard. His head rolled to the ground, and his eyes widened.
Wu Maxi watched the opponent fall to the ground, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
The fierce battle was like a catalyst for the beastly nature, igniting the bloodthirsty nature in his body.
He took a few breaths and slowly climbed up. The pain all over his body seemed to be the fuel of his animal nature. Not only did he not feel any pain, every pain made him feel relieved.
He stuffed the whole body into the storage bag, kicked the head into the corner, and together with the Rune Leopard, walked towards the Overlord Stage covered in blood.dd