Domineering

Chapter 133 Sweeping

Mu Ling frowned, wondering where the uneasiness in his heart came from.

Chu Xisheng was still ten feet away, fleeing in embarrassment under the siege and interception of Zhuo Baiyun and others, circling around the Mengzi stele.

This person's body technique is more swift and nimble, and he is more than capable, and his sword technique is more fierce and domineering, stirring up the wind and thunder, forcing the surrounding nine-rank martial arts to be unable to get close to him.

However, his movements were even more rigid.His face was also flushed, and he was sweating profusely.

Mu Ling guessed that Chu Xisheng was caused by the temporary burning of his original essence and explosive potential.

Although Chu Xisheng's fighting power was strong, he was clearly ill. His stamina should be far inferior to ordinary people.

It is not expected that this person will last long.

Within fifty breaths at most, this person will die under the swords of Zhuo Baiyun and others.

Zhou Liangchen and the Zhou clan in the distance are even more in danger.

The formation they formed has been torn apart under the impact of dozens of ninth-rank martial artists.

Zhou Liangchen's swordsmanship is domineering, and he has killed four people in a row so far.

However, he was powerless to reverse the situation that the formation of the Zhou clan was about to collapse, and the Zhou clan would soon be dismembered.

This should be his illusion. Before success, he thinks too much about gains and losses.

But just in case, Mu Ling walked to the ground not far away, and found two forest-white bone beads about the size of a human fist, engraved with Dan Fu Yulu.

Mu Ling's luggage was chopped to pieces by Chu Xisheng long ago, his belongings fell all over the floor, and he was almost naked from head to toe.

The two white bone beads also rolled down here.

At this moment, the veins in Mu Ling's right wrist ruptured suddenly, and a large amount of blood was released.

The blood seemed to have its own will, stretching and rolling on the ground like a snake, and soon formed a three-foot-circle scarlet formation.

The two Mori bone beads also broke away from Mu Ling's palm and floated in the air.

Si Huangquan next to him watched this scene, his pupils narrowed slightly.

——This is a keel, this person should be casting a spell called 'Dragon Bone Soldiers'!

As Mu Ling formed seals with both hands, Nasen's white bone beads really began to change, rapidly growing and multiplying amidst bursts of 'click' sounds, and finally transformed into two bone soldiers about eight feet high with silvery white flames burning all over their bodies.

The corners of the magician Mu Ling's lips also rose slightly.

This is his trump card, two ninth-rank Dragon Bone Dao Soldiers with the fighting power of Qingyun Tianjiao.

It's a pity that Chu Xisheng's attack caught him off guard earlier, and the speed of the knife was also unbelievably fast, which made it too late for him to use it.

But now-

Mu Ling glanced at Chu Xisheng in the distance, his eyes cold.

Since the uneasiness in his heart stems from Chu Xisheng, then it is necessary to cut off the source.

Just a little cheap for this one.

Mu Ling thought of the scene where Chu Xisheng kept chopping and dismembering the body, and felt pain in his muscles and bones.

He originally wanted to save it until the end, execute this person Ling Chi, and cut his body into thousands of pieces to vent his hatred.

"kill him--"

Just at the moment before Mu Ling's words fell, he heard a heavy bang.

It was the silver-patterned tiger Luchen who was fighting with Chu Xisheng. For some reason, he was blown out of the crowd, and slid back seven feet away, staggering to a standstill, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

The magician Mu Ling looked at this scene, and couldn't help being stunned.

what happened?

It has reached this point, why is Lu Chen being knocked out?That guy's combat power is still so strong?
Chu Xisheng, who was ten feet away, had stopped and stopped running.

He stood among the crowd, waving his knife casually, blocking all kinds of weapons coming from around him.

Chu Xisheng's movements seemed simple and casual, but turned three feet around him into a forbidden area, preventing everyone around him from taking half a step.

There are also ninth-rank martial arts practitioners who are constantly bombarded by Chu Xisheng's rune blood refining knife. They either fell to the ground, or were directly knocked out, unable to move anymore.

At the same time, Chu Xisheng twisted his neck from side to side, and stretched his limbs at will, making a 'clack' sound like fried soybeans all over his body.

He was experiencing the feeling of physical and mental comfort and surging energy.

Chu Xisheng had exchanged for 'Shen Shang' from the martial arts treasure house thirty breaths ago.

Unlike the previous exchanged blood talent, this time it was very painful. He felt as if something was pulled out of his bones, and his fascia twitched violently.

The bone-cracking pain greatly affected his fighting, making him unsteady in his steps. Whether it was swinging a knife or moving, he was even stiffer than when he was controlled by the 'heart-drawing Gu'.

And it took a long time, up to thirty breaths, which put him in danger several times.

Fortunately he survived.

The feeling of cramping and sucking the marrow is fading, and more powerful and violent power is growing in his body.

At this moment, Chu Xisheng felt his throat sweet again, and a large mass of liquid with a strong fishy smell suddenly gushed out of his lungs.

Chu Xisheng spat it out involuntarily, only to realize that it was a ball of dark black blood.

He carefully identified and found that there were many insects as thin as gossamer in the black blood, and some of them were even wriggling.

This is one of the benefits of exchanging for Shenshang.

Although this process of bloodline awakening made him take thirty breaths in agony, it also helped him force out the heart-drawing Gu lurking in the deepest part of his body.

"It's vicious enough!"

Chu Xisheng looked at the insects in his blood and felt horrified.

Thinking of these things, which were hidden in his body not long ago, Chu Xisheng felt sick.

Then he raised his head and looked at Mu Ling with a sneer: "Today, you used this poisonous poison to stir up trouble and harm so many people, just to reshape your body for your master? More than 400 lives are just for your master Zun's cultivation has improved further?"

Mu Ling and Chu Xisheng looked at each other from a distance, but they felt cold all over their bodies.

Chu Xi declared that he was still standing ten feet away, but Mu Ling felt that the man's knife seemed to have been handed to the front of his throat, which could easily cut open his throat.

This person was able to condense his spiritual thoughts into an unmatched saber force, locking him in the air.

Mu Ling's pupils shrank slightly: "Kill!"

At this moment, not only the people around Chu Xisheng became more frantic, but the dozens of ninth-rank martial artists who were besieging Zhou Liangchen and others also rushed towards Chu Xisheng.

Mu Ling's eyes were like a ghostly fire, and his expression was ferocious, revealing a ruthless look.

His heart became more and more uneasy, and his spiritual thoughts felt like being pricked by needles.

So he must do everything to get rid of the source of this anxiety!

But Chu Xisheng in the distance didn't change his face.

He looked at the crowd rushing towards him, and at their faces covered with veins like mad beasts, instead of being surprised at all, he let out a cold sneer.

"A lot of people? Useful?"

Roar!
His Yazi Saber Intent instantly transformed into a ferocious animal shadow with a length of two feet, a dragon head and a jackal body, roaring towards everyone.

The long knife held in its mouth also made a sharp 'clang' sound, and the sharp and fierce knife intent instantly swept across all living beings within a radius of five feet, crushing everything.

At this moment, all the ninth-rank martial artists around Chu Xisheng were forced to kneel down by his sword intent.

A small group of people half-kneeled on the ground, still trying their best to resist Chu Xisheng's sword attack. Most of the rest had white eyes, bleeding from their seven orifices, and lost consciousness immediately.

"kill!"

Zhuo Baiyun's body was also pressed down to half-kneeling, but then, under the control of the heart-drawing Gu, he charged forward and stabbed Chu Xisheng's eyebrows with a sword.

This is his strongest sword "a drop in the ocean", which can almost achieve the real sword without a trace.

Zhuo Baiyun didn't want to do this, but at this moment, the power of the heart-drawing Gu suddenly increased, which made him involuntary.

But Zhuo Baiyun's sword had only pierced less than two inches.He saw a white knife light, attacking in front of his eyes.

"Boom!"

Zhuo Baiyun was completely unable to defend himself, and was hit on the forehead by the back of Chu Xisheng's knife.

He flew more than ten feet horizontally, and at the same time, his eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

At this time, the entire White Marble Square was dead silent.

Not only the sorcerer Mu Ling had a frightened look in his eyes, but Si Huangquan who was standing on the altar, as well as everyone from the Zhou Clan, were all dazed and unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)