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The first thousand five hundred and eighty first chapters(1/2)

He once accidentally heard the Pavilion Master say that when Mu Canghai was trapped in the ancient star and escaped from it, he brought out a kind of divine fire unique to the ancient star, the Wuxin Corpse Fire!

This fire is extremely terrifying and cannot burn anything.

Even the body of the Emperor of Heaven and Earth can still be burned.

The most terrifying thing is that apart from the ancient power of the Emperor of Heaven and Earth, this fire can basically not be extinguished by any magic. It is extremely terrifying!

How dare Zhao Liang hesitate? He quickly retreated!

But the white firefly caught up to him in an instant and stopped at the tip of Zhao Liang's nose!

Zhao Liang was covered in cold sweat and his body was so stiff that he dared not move.

With the horror of Wuxin Corpse Fire, a single thought can determine his life or death.

It's real death!

Menggu Altar must be too late to react!

"Is it okay?" Mu Canghai formed a seal with his hands and took back the Wuxin Corpse Fire without harming Zhao Liang.

Zhao Liang's body was cold and wet, as if he had been fished out of water.

Shan Xiong rolled his eyes and nodded slowly: "We keep our promise, you go!"

The other two moved out of the way, allowing them to enter the mist.

Yan Changhong felt distressed, supported Mu Canghai, and slowly walked into the mist.

Yan Changhong was frightened at the touch of a tentacle. She could clearly sense how weak Mu Canghai's life was.

The price you paid for forcefully using the Unintentional Corpse Fire just now was extremely high!

I'm afraid that after returning to the outside world, she will still need to stay in seclusion for a long time to recover from her injuries.

It wasn't until she stepped into the mist that Yan Changhong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Pavilion Master, let's find a place to heal first."

What she didn't know was that the moment they stepped into the mist, a fierce and ruthless light suddenly appeared in Shan Xiong's eyes.

He glanced at Zhao Liang.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhao Liang's face, he stared at them bitterly, and then suddenly took action.

"Nine Layers of Buddha Fist"!

The timing of this move is particularly precise.

It was just the moment when they stepped into the mist.

Mist has a strong shielding effect.

If it were in the outside world, Mu Canghai would be able to notice it immediately as soon as Zhao Liang made a move.

But being in the mist, my perception of the outside world is zero.

When the Nine-layered Buddha Fist burst into the mist, they finally noticed it.

However, at such a close range, Mu Canghai had no time to release the Wuxin Corpse Fire!

"Chang Hong, get out of the way!" Mu Canghai pushed Yan Changhong away and withstood the full power of the Nine-Level Buddha Fist with his severely injured body.

puff--

A piece of milky white divine blood sprayed out, dyeing half of the sky white.

Mu Canghai, who was already seriously injured, suffered severe trauma again and finally couldn't help but fall to the ground.

Boo hoo hoo——

Shan Xiong led the crowd to chase them in quickly and surrounded them again!

Yan Changhong held a mist of grief and anger and said angrily: "Despicable and shameless!"

Especially staring at Zhao Liang!

"The master of the pavilion obviously let you go, but you attacked me from behind! It is a shame for Xingchen Pavilion to have people like you!"

Zhao Liang snorted coldly: "Without her mercy, I could have escaped unscathed. Why are you so proud of yourself!"

"As for sneak attacks..." Zhao Liang sneered: "Haven't you ever heard that a soldier never tires of deceit? If you are stupid, don't blame the enemy for being too cunning!"

Yan Changhong was extremely angry.

She gritted her teeth, rushed over with a quick stride, and slapped Mu Canghai's Tianling Gai and other vital parts with her palm.

The matter has come to this, rather than being humiliated by a few villains, it is better to send Mu Canghai away.

boom--

But while she was still in the air, she heard a thunderous roar in her ears, and a phantom flashed in front of her.

Then, a long leg like a whip shadow was thrown on her abdomen.

She suffered extreme force, her abdomen was pierced on the spot, and her body was hit in the distance like a sandbag.

The phantom showed the outline of Shan Xiong, and he teased with a smile: "It would be too easy for you to let her be eliminated so easily! Give her to Brother Bai. I believe Brother Bai will have a hundred ways to let Master Mu try it."

Feeling regretful!"

"No!" Yan Changhong screamed.

With Mu Canghai's current injury, unable to move, Bai Xuejian is fully capable of killing him in an instant, and the Menggu Altar cannot even react in time!

Shan Xiong teased with his arms: "You don't want it if you don't want it? Beg me! Kneel down and beg me sincerely, then give her a good time!"

Yan Changhong struggled to crawl over and begged: "Okay! As long as you are willing to let her go, not to mention kneeling down, even if you let me take her place and send the sword to Bai Xuejian, I will have no regrets!"

Back then, she was an ordinary little person in Xingchen Pavilion who allowed others to bully her.

It was Mu Canghai who passed by, rescued her, raised her up, and gave her the important responsibility of deputy pavilion master.

To her, Mu Canghai not only had the gift of knowledge and encounter, but also the gift of nurturing her.

This is the real reason why she unswervingly follows Mu Canghai.

Surrendering so easily made Shan Xiong suddenly feel bored, his eyes gradually became cold, and his hands behind his back quietly formed seals.

At that time, a group of extremely powerful seal techniques were used instantly, and they would definitely kill Yan Changhong. It was a real kill!

But he maintained a kind look on his face, smiled, and said as he walked: "Deputy Pavilion Master Yan is indeed a charming person..."

When he reached Yan Changhong three feet away, a ray of viciousness shot out from his eyes, and his words suddenly became cold and stern: "So, you'd better die!"

The hands behind his back took action immediately.

A long, slender needle with divine power mixed with some kind of poison was pierced from the Tianling Cap.

Yan Changhong was not prepared at all!

Just as they were about to be plotted to death, suddenly, a force of space swept through them and swept Mu Canghai and Yan Changhong away instantly.

Shan Xiong missed his blow, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Who is it? Come out here?"

Tsk-

An arc-shaped sword energy swept from the outside world extremely unexpectedly!

Because they were in the mist, they never sensed each other's sword skills.

By the time you notice it, it's already too late!

Two consecutive screams fell into my ears. They were the two disciples who were traveling together. There were no screams and they were directly wiped out into dust.

They really die!

Zhao Liang reacted slightly, and used the Nine-layered Buddha Fist while roaring, slightly resisting the sword energy.

But only slightly.

The sword energy directly wiped out the Jiuzhong Futu Fist like a ravage, and hit Zhao Liang who was still fleeing.

On his back, there was a hideous wound opened by the sword energy.

The remaining sword energy lingers in the wound, making it impossible to recover.

Suddenly, Zhao Liang was writhing on the ground and screaming like a pig being killed.

Shan Xiong was shocked, he was too familiar with this kind of sword energy.

Not long ago, he was swept away from the top of the ancient corpse sect by such sword energy!

"Xue Yu! It's you!!"

His expression changed drastically, Xue Yu's strength was too unfathomable.

Back then, when he, Zhao Liang, and Zhao Wuwei joined forces, they were all driven off the mountain top by Xue Yu with one sword and one blow like flies!

But Xue Yu clearly did not attend the Menggu Altar, why did he suddenly appear?

As he spoke, Shan Xiong used his magical skills to counteract the weakened sword energy.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, dozens of burning flowers penetrated the mist again without any warning.

ah--
To be continued...
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