radiothebook Chapter 72
Chapter 72
There were ten monks in the second wave of siege.
The combat power of these people is indeed much stronger than that of the first group, and two of them are well-known Jindan masters.
Under the call of one of the golden elixir masters, the crowd went straight to Mufeng and used close combat.
The strength of the fist, the wind of the palm, and the spray of corpse poison all rushed towards the vital points of Mu Feng's body.
This time, Mu Feng did not confront the enemy as "mildly" as before.
Instead, it directly adopted strong suppression.
There are about [-] monks in this area, so he won't be able to fight all of them.
Appropriately showing strength for deterrence is the best solution.
"Southern Dou Zhanfeng Jue!"
With a low shout in his heart, endless sword energy roared out from in front of Mufeng immediately.
With fierce intentions, spread in all directions!
The tooth-piercing sound of metal and iron clanging resounded throughout the area, and the momentum directly overwhelmed the scuffle in various stone pools.
Around Mufeng.
The five monks who rushed closest to his body were cut to pieces by the intertwined sword energy.
Blood was splashed, and severed limbs flew everywhere!
The latecomers, who were a little behind them, immediately sacrificed their life-saving spiritual weapons while their minds were shaking.
However, it is not waiting for these people to breathe a sigh of relief.
The life-saving spiritual weapon in front of him has been chopped into pieces!
The sword energy came rushingly, and fell towards his body under their horrified gaze, and then smashed the flesh and blood with a destructive force, and shot towards the distance behind him.
Another three monks were destroyed in form and spirit!
The remaining two Gold Core Realm men almost managed to escape from this killing by overdrawing all their skills and vitality.
They hissed and retreated all the way to the outside of the temple area before falling to the ground spraying blood.
Although their lives were temporarily saved, everyone present knew that these two people were seriously injured and might never walk out of the Valley of the Dead alive again.
Even if one is lucky enough to be able to leave here, it will be difficult to improve one's cultivation in this life.
All the monks who witnessed this battle with their own eyes felt waves in their hearts.
You know, this is just a shot by that casual cultivator in mid-air!
Although he still couldn't sense his exact cultivation level, he was at the peak of the Golden Core Realm no matter what.
Maybe even stepping into the Nascent Soul is possible!
Thinking of this, the monks in the middle area of the temple couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Reason tells them that they should withdraw from the battlefield immediately.
But everyone was unwilling to do so, and even had a little bit of luck.
What if, the other party won't come to take away his square stone pond?
What if Wang Kunling and Beast and Mouse Hall would intervene to deal with that casual cultivator?
Just when everyone's thoughts were spinning rapidly.
The development of the situation has given the answer.
Mu Feng took the swollen little black flame and began to sweep the stone pools one by one.
And the two well-known sects who are competing for the big pool in the depths of the palace simply cannot get away and run to suppress this end.
Just like that, more than 150 monks stood beside the stone pool with complicated expressions.
Watch as the black flame drains pool after pool.
They dare not make any obstructive moves.
Even when the pitch-black fireball passed in front of them, they still had to show enough obvious kindness.
In order not to reveal hostile intentions and be chopped into pieces by that terrible casual cultivator.
Mu Feng was quite satisfied with the way these monks went, so he didn't have the slightest embarrassment.
Half an hour later, Ming Yan devoured all the small and medium-sized stone pool spirit liquid.
Under the gazes of a group of monks full of expectation, they stepped into the depths of the temple one by one.
Watching the 'Killing God' go away, the crowd began to discuss through sound transmission.
"He went straight to the biggest stone pool!"
"Could it be that he wants to take food from the two sects of Wang Kunling and Beast Mouse Hall?"
"This is a good show! Those two sects both have the combat power to deal with Nascent Soul!"
"You say, will that casual cultivator be able to sweep all the way?"
"It's hard to guess. What if the young man is not a casual cultivator, but a disciple of one of the two sects?"
"I hope he can go and snatch the stone pools of those two sects, and we can't just leave empty-handed."
……
Deep in the ruins of the temple.
One side has a stone pool the size of a football field embedded in it.
The spiritual liquid in the pool is bright red and full of energy, like a pool of self-breathing blood.
These spiritual liquids are all transformed by the evil energy of heaven and earth.
It is very attractive to evil practice and corpse refining.
The two sects of Wang Kunling and Beast Mouse Hall fought for a day and a night, each of them killed dozens of people, and none of them chose to give up.
Earlier, the stone pools in other areas were robbed by one person, which also made the two sects feel jealous.
Seeing that Mu Feng's figure had appeared not far away, the two cultivators immediately suspended their fight.
They each retreated to their positions, and stared at the person and fire in the midair.
Although they are not afraid of each other, they don't want to fight between the snipe and the clam, and let a loose cultivator gain in vain.
After arriving at the largest stone pool area, Mu Feng did not directly seize it as before.
He could feel that the two sects in front of him each had their own backers.
It is not difficult to defeat those two sects, but in doing so, it will inevitably expose too much of its own strength.
Therefore, Mu Feng hesitated a little.
"Using the Flowing Shadow Phantom Formation is a way, but unfortunately, Nascent Soul Realm of the same level as me is not easy to fall into the phantom formation."
"Xuantian ancient sword and Cangyan Shalongpo are both heaven-level grades, so they are inconvenient to use."
"The safest strategy is to pretend to withdraw from the competition, and then secretly let Little Heiyan slip into the stone pool."
"Even if they were discovered by those two monks during the devouring, they couldn't find a way to stop it for a while!"
Just when Mu Feng was thinking about retreating temporarily.
A branch master of the Beast Hall yelled at him.
"Boy, leave your black flame behind, and then leave on your own. Lord Shu doesn't care about the matter of snatching the stone pond earlier with you!"
Hearing this, Ming Yan immediately felt resentment.
Just as he was about to rush forward to fight, Mu Feng held his head and stopped him.
His brows were also slightly raised, and he said to himself: Good guy, you've got all your ideas on my little Heiyan!
"Oh? What if I don't want to leave?"
The hall master who spoke earlier was startled immediately, obviously he didn't expect the other party to reply like this.
He secretly made a formula, and quietly gave an order to the poisonous bee corpse that hid himself in the dark.
Then he took a step forward slowly, raised his chin and looked at Mu Feng, showing two rows of yellow fangs: "Then next year's today will be your death day!"
Watching the Beast and Rat Hall face off against the casual cultivators in mid-air.
A gray-robed sect member of Wang Kunling also sent a voice transmission to the Great Elder secretly: "Shall we add fuel to the flames and let the two sides fight fiercely?"
The Great Elder looked at Mu Feng's figure from a distance, and recognized him as the casual cultivator whom he had noticed a little before the Valley of the Dead.
For some reason, the Great Elder always felt that this person was vaguely familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
"As the order goes on, everyone must not act rashly, first look at the situation, and then make plans."