radiothebook Chapter 69
Chapter 69
The burly man and Mu Feng asked and answered in a relaxed tone.
But at the moment when the words appeared, there was an indescribable feeling.
The tough team that reached the summit was the first to react.
Instead of glaring at Mu Feng, they grinned at their companion and started laughing.
"Shihu, you can't do it? Let others treat you like a sick cat."
"It's been a long time since I met such an interesting rookie."
"Boy, do the math again, will you die happily next? Or will you be tortured so much that life is worse than death?"
"Huzi, why don't you let the old lady clean up that kid for you? Look at that handsome face. His blood must be delicious."
The last person to speak was a middle-aged female cultivator holding a moon blade scimitar.
The nun didn't have any hair, and her entire scalp and even half of her cheeks were covered with rune tattoos.
Paired with her facial features that are rougher than men's, the whole has an extremely uncomfortable atmosphere.
The scene in front of him made Zhang Kai feel his back go numb.
He really wanted to remind Mu Feng not to confront such an enemy, but he was unable to do so.
In anxiety, the temples around the ears were soaked with sweat.
The burly man under everyone's attention was first slightly taken aback, and then laughed angrily.
He moved the battle ax on his shoulder to the front of his body, raised his palm, and stroked his weapon like stroking silk.
He seemed to be muttering to himself: "If you are so eloquent, then if I don't express it, wouldn't I be sorry for your fault?"
With the last word of the burly man falling.
His surging energy and blood also exploded at this time.
The ghost-headed battle ax swung towards Mu Feng's head with the power to cut across thousands of troops.
With the power of a slash, there are bursts of sonic booms.
As the strong wind roared, it seemed that even the entire mountaintop area began to fly sand and rocks.
The burly man's blow was not intended to behead someone at all, but to blast his opponent's entire body!
Zhang Kai and the others lowered their eyes sadly, unwilling to witness the bloody scene that followed.
Feeling the awe brought by him, the burly man's heart was instantly filled with joy.
However, his joy did not last long, and everything turned into fear.
He saw that the blade of the ax he swung with all his strength passed straight through the phantom of the young monk in front of him.
Shi Hu's eyes widened suddenly, and he immediately wanted to change his offensive halfway.
But no matter how he mobilized his spiritual power and exploded his skills, it was of no avail.
He could only watch helplessly as the joints of his arm snapped after exhaustion, and then turned back at an unconventional angle, bringing the battle ax down to his neck.
The burly man's head was cut off in an instant, and immediately pushed into the air by the blood gushing from his neck!
This extremely weird and frightening scene is a long story, but it actually happened between two breaths.
Zhang Kai and the others were still sighing with their heads bowed.
The two monks who snatched the elixir between the stone walls were still talking and laughing about their harvest.
Only the male cultivator holding an umbrella who stood there waiting to watch the show received a great shock.
They didn't even see clearly how the enemy made the move, and their companions were already decapitated.
"Tiger!"
"return!"
Two voices yelled out at the same time.
One came from the tattooed middle-aged female cultivator.
With the spread of his roar, she has activated the cultivation technique, and the whole body is like rushing towards Mu Feng to kill Mu Feng.
Another voice came from their team leader, that is, the umbrella-wielding male cultivator who assigned tasks to everyone at the beginning.
He originally planned to test it first before deciding whether to make a move.
But now seeing that his team members were rushing forward, he didn't have time to think about it carefully, so he gave the order decisively.
"Siege me! Use that kid's human skin to make spirit cards for Brother Shihu!"
While speaking, the spiritual umbrella in his hand shot straight out, turned into a white afterimage, and in an instant surpassed the female cultivator in his team, blasting towards Mu Feng.
The fluctuations of the golden core state revealed above the white shadow caused some distortions in the surrounding space.
Looking at the seven people who were besieging him, Mu Feng couldn't feel any interest in wanting to fight them.
With a gesture of raising his hand, there is already a black ball between the palms.
"I can't go to bed immediately after eating and drinking. Exercise is more conducive to digestion."
Listening to his master's serious sound transmission, Ming Yan smacked his mouth, as if telling the other party that the level of eating has not yet reached the point where he needs to make a special trip to digest it.
However, it will not disobey the master's orders.
Immediately, a series of black flame needles as thin as a cow's hair were formed, flying towards the enemy.
This series of actions of Mu Feng is not obvious, so that in the eyes of Zhang Kai and the other five, he has fallen into the encirclement of the enemy.
And it seems that it is quite a bit of waiting to die.
"Go and help! That team will definitely not let it go if one person dies. If they find time, they will definitely attack us."
"Captain, I still have corpse poison powder that I didn't use up last time."
"Fight with them! Six of us here, if we beat seven of them, we may lose!"
Zhang Kai and the other five held weapons and ran forward roaring.
I am planning to relieve some pressure for Mufeng.
The enemy cultivators screamed at this moment.
Except for the Jindan cultivator who used the spiritual umbrella as a weapon, the situation was slightly better.
The remaining six people were all spiritually disordered and their faces were distorted.
They kept raising their palms and slapping all over their bodies, as if their clothes were on fire and wanted to put it out.
What's more, he fell to the ground and kept begging for mercy while rolling.
Zhang Kai and the other five froze in place.
Looking at the enemy cultivator team who was stretching their hips in an instant, they didn't know whether they should continue to rush?
And what surprised them even more was still behind.
The bodies of those monks who looked like they were fighting flames were rapidly melting and dissipating.
It felt like these people were all made of paper and gradually turned into green smoke in the raging fire.
Groups of pitch-black flames floated up from the place where the monk disappeared, and finally merged into the black ball in front of Mu Feng.
The man holding the umbrella begged for mercy for a while, but didn't see any looseness from the other party, so he simply shouted: "I am a member of the Hundred Ghosts! Kill me, and you will never get out of the Valley of the Dead alive!"
Mu Feng was too lazy to pay attention to this meaningless threat.
With a flick of his finger, an invisible long needle of spiritual power was shot into the center of his brow, cutting off all vitality of the opponent.
The flames of the underworld swept across, completely erasing the enemy's physical body from this world.
Zhang Kai stared at this scene dumbfounded.
After a while, he slapped his forehead suddenly, breathed out and said, "I know! The ravine we saw on the road before should be left by this magic weapon!"