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Chapter 103 The Tragic Mu Zhen! Zhao Hun's Victory, the Beast Tide! [Please Subscribe!]

Just now.

Mu Zhen discovered that there was a string tied to the jade slip. When he pulled it, sparks suddenly ignited under a large rock half a meter away!

In an instant, a fireball about ten feet big ignited and exploded with a loud bang, sending sparks everywhere!
"Ok?"

Seeing this, Mu Zhen quickly held his breath and retreated several feet, holding his spirit sword in hand, ready to strike at any moment. His expression was extremely grim. "What a bastard! He's only at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and he actually plotted against me!"

"I'm going to catch you and skin you alive!"

this moment.

Mu Zhen's heart was burning with anger.

He held his breath and searched the area around the fireball with his spiritual sense, looking for the young man from yesterday, but he found nothing for a long time.

“Ahh! Ahhhhh!”

"Ow!"

At this moment, the earth shook and waves of beast roars came!

Followed by.

A dense group of saber-toothed tigers with brown and black stripes appeared around him and pounced on him madly. Their eyes were bloodshot and they looked extremely ferocious!

"What happened?"

"Sabertooth Tiger bloodthirsty riot?"

Mu Zhen looked at the nearly one hundred second-level saber-toothed tigers rushing towards him, narrowed his eyes, and swung the spirit sword in his hand horizontally. The sword energy of more than ten feet swept across, splitting the approaching saber-toothed tiger in two, and blood and flesh flew everywhere!
Simultaneously.

He took off with his sword and flew into the sky. However, in the sky, a dense swarm of second-level magic crows, second-level demon eagles, and second-level wind-breaking eagles flew towards him from all directions.
The strength of these demonic birds was comparable to that of cultivators at the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth levels of the Qi Refining Stage. Their eyes were bloodshot as they rushed down madly.

Blocking out the sky!

“Shhhhhhhhhhh!”

Mu Zhen swept his sword across, and in an instant, the five or six second-level magic crows, demon vultures, and wind-splitting eagles in front of him were killed. However, there were too many demon birds, and they kept coming forward, fearless of death.

Because Mu Zhen was also stained with the scent of the psychedelic incense, the ferocious demon birds rushed towards Mu Zhen, spitting out wind blades, fireballs, and light blades.
As a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, Mu Zhen was naturally not afraid of these second-level demon birds that were comparable to those in the late Qi Refining Stage. However, there were too many demon birds, which blocked his flight into the sky.

Just now.

A loud tiger roar was heard, and a thick wind blade shot towards Mu Zhen, and the wind blade made a sharp whistle!

Extremely sharp!

"Level 3 Saber-toothed Tiger Monster!"

Mu Zhen's expression changed drastically when he saw this. He didn't expect that a third-level saber-toothed tiger demon would be attracted over!
Mu Zhen waved his hand and a wind blade slashed at the saber-toothed tiger's wind blade. He wanted to escape on his sword, but he was surrounded by a tide of beasts, including third-level monsters. He didn't dare to be careless.

But the sky was covered with clouds, and although he tried his best to kill more than ten second-level magic crows, he was delayed and was entangled by the third-level saber-tooth tiger again.

"Open it for me!"

Mu Zhen roared, dodged the attack of the third-order saber-toothed tiger, and his magic power surged, performing the desperate move "Purple Yang Yiqi Zhan" in the Purple Yang Sutra!
A thick purple sword energy shot out, and the demon birds blocking his way exploded one after another. The third-level saber-toothed tiger dodged to the side, and a hole appeared in front of Mu Zhen!
Mu Zhen's figure flashed like lightning, and he soared into the sky from the hole, finally breaking out of the encirclement of the demon birds!

"Chirp!"

"Chirp!"

At this moment, two powerful auras attacked!

They were actually two third-level vultures!
"Damn it! Why are there two more third-level demonic birds?!"

When Mu Zhen saw these two evil birds, his scalp suddenly went numb. He knew that he couldn't get trapped any further and had to escape at this moment!
He immediately made hand seals with his hands and shot out two flaming talismans at a third-order vulture, while flying away on his sword!
but.

The fire talisman he cast was dodged by the vulture!

Another vulture grabbed him with its two thick claws. Mu Zhen flew out with his sword, trying to block the two bird claws. But in this moment of delay, the vulture dodged the talisman and grabbed his right hand with its claws like lightning!

Click!

Mu Zhen only felt a sharp pain in his right arm and his body paused!
At this moment, he felt his eyes being pecked, causing him excruciating pain. His vision was blood red and he could not see anything. He could no longer care about anything else. He used his spiritual sense to identify the direction and flew out of the encirclement of the monster birds with his sword. However, a wind blade flew out from the ground with a sharp whistle and hit Mu Zhen's buttocks!

A thigh fell from the sky and was torn to pieces and devoured by many monsters.

Immediately afterwards, another bird claw scratched across Mu Zhen's abdomen and grabbed a piece of intestine!
"Ahhh"

Mu Zhen howled in pain, and blood splattered into the sky.

Staggering and flying away into the distance.

at the same time.

Manyong Mountains, forty miles away.

"Oh my god! Why is there another beast tide?"

"Several third-level monsters have been attracted here! Let's go!"

"What happened? Was there an earthquake?"

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Around where Qin Wang buried the jade slip, the monks who were killing monsters and searching for elixirs fled in all directions!
"Oh my god! What a terrifying beast tide! Luckily we didn't go in, otherwise we would have been torn to pieces by these monsters!"

Twenty miles from the east gate of Qingyun Fairy City, among the rocks, Ren Tianchi looked at the beast tide deep in the Manyong Mountains with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Yeah, Brother Ren!"

"You are so wise!"

The three members of the Demon Slayer Alliance behind him were also shocked.

"This Zhao Haifeng is probably dead!"

Ren Tianchi muttered as he watched the roars of monsters coming from the depths of the Manyong Mountains.

at this time.

Deep in the Manyong Mountains.

The roars of demonic beasts and the cries of demonic birds filled the air. The area within a radius of ten miles was completely razed to the ground, rivers of blood flowed, and the ground was littered with the corpses and limbs of birds and beasts. Countless cultivators fled the epicenter of the beast tide. This occurred twenty miles away from where Qin Wang buried the jade slip.

"Oh my God!"

"Ten portions of the Demon-Attracting Psychedelic Incense and five portions of the Blood-Reversing Crazy Demon Incense combined are surprisingly powerful!"

Qin Wang poked his head out of a crevice on the cliff face, sensing the roars of monsters in the distance. He couldn't help but smack his tongue. "I wonder what's become of Master Zixia? Is she dead?"

"Huh? Is this Master Zixia?"

Suddenly, Qin Wang looked at the sky with a look of shock in his eyes. At this moment, in the sky, a cultivator in a green robe was riding a flying sword and fleeing towards Qingyun Fairy City.

The monk was covered in blood, with only one hand and one leg, like a stray dog.

That person in green robe, that figure, flying up from the place where the jade slip was buried, who else could it be but the True Person Zixia from yesterday?
but.

After flying for a short while, Master Zixia began to lose control of his flying sword and fell into a valley five miles away with his sword.

"This old guy, is he seriously injured?"

Qin Wang looked at the valley five miles away, his heart pounding!
At this moment, it was obvious that Master Zixia was seriously injured and unable to control the flying sword, so she fell down directly.

"Zhao Hunyi, go and take a look!"

"See if he's dead or not. If he's dead, take the storage bag. If he's still alive, see what's going on. If things aren't going well, chop him down with a few swords!"

Thinking of this, Qin Wang immediately called his soul servant Zhao Hunyi, gave him an order, and handed him a magic sword with a blue blade. This magic sword was soaked in the mixed venom of poisonous dragons, poisonous spiders, poisonous scorpions, and poisonous centipedes that he had purchased for half a month.

Regardless of whether it is useful to Master Zixia, use it first.

"Yes, Master!"

Zhao Hunyi respectfully clasped his fists towards Qin Wang, then stretched out his body, took the magic sword, and headed towards the place where Master Zixia fell.

"Damn little bastard aaaaaah!"

Five miles away from Qin Wang, in a valley, Mu Zhen lay in the weeds, spitting blood. His voice was filled with grief and indignation. "An eye is gone, a hand and a foot are broken. Hahaha. I never thought that after so much effort to build a foundation, I, Mu Zhen, would end up like this!"

"It's all because of that little bastard. I hate him so much."

now.

Mu Zhen's eyes were empty. His right hand was severed at the shoulder, and his left leg was gone at the root. The cuts were neat, and there was a big gap in his abdomen with his internal organs exposed. Blood was constantly flowing out, and he pressed the wound on his abdomen tightly with his left hand.

At this moment, Mu Zhen was able to use his spiritual sense to "see" the surrounding scenery.

However, the injury was too severe, with excessive blood loss, and the magic power in his body stagnated, making it impossible for him to fly with the sword.

If no one helps you, you will die.

"Senior, are you alright?"

"Do you need help from the younger generation?"

At this moment, a respectful voice sounded. Mu Zhen's spiritual sense swept out, and he saw a cultivator in his fifties, at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage, standing three meters away, clasping his fists respectfully.

"cough cough"

Mu Zhen spotted Zhao Hunyi, scanned him with his consciousness, and said solemnly, "I was attacked by a powerful third-level monster. Although I'm seriously injured, I still have strength. Come and bandage my wounds. I won't treat you unfairly afterward!"

After saying that, Mu Zhen used his spiritual sense to control the flying sword to fly up, hovering in the air. After flying for a while, it suddenly stabbed into the ground beside him.

Mu Zhen knew it clearly.

His hands and feet are now broken, his internal organs are displaced, and his abdominal organs are exposed. He can only use a small amount of magic power and cannot fly with a sword. He must first bandage himself and recover slowly.

He was also worried that the person in the sixth level of Qi Refining Stage would take advantage of his misfortune.

He called himself "Master Ben" to point out that he was in the Foundation Establishment Stage, so that the sixth-level Qi Refining Stage cultivator in front of him would be afraid and help him bandage his wounds. Although his spiritual consciousness controlled the sword hanging above his head, it could not last long.

At most, I can do one hit.

Therefore, it is inserted aside to serve as a deterrent.

"It is a blessing for the younger generation to be able to work for the seniors. Afterwards, if the seniors can give me some advice, I will be very grateful!"

Zhao Hun stepped forward and said respectfully, "I will bandage you first!"

"Ah."

Mu Zhen said "hmm" and looked at Zhao Hunyi with his spiritual sense, with regret in his eyes.

The best way for him now is to take over the body of a better-qualified person and rebuild himself. However, the cultivator in front of him is in his forties or fifties and is only at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage. It would not be of much use to take over his body. He plans to recuperate first.

"Senior, your thigh is bleeding heavily. I will stop the bleeding for you first."

Zhao Hunyi walked forward and took out the golden wound medicine from his storage bag, preparing to sprinkle it on Mu Zhen's thigh wound. Mu Zhen suddenly said, "Use mine."

After Mu Zhen finished speaking, two bottles of golden wound medicine appeared in front of Zhao Hunyi.

"Yes! Senior!"

Zhao Hunyi picked up a white porcelain bottle, uncorked it with red cloth, and poured out some powder. He then placed it on Mu Zhen's thigh, wrapped it with white cloth, and then applied the powder to his abdomen. At this moment, Mu Zhen suddenly trembled all over, his face grim and he said, "You bastard, you poisoned me!?"

next moment.

The spiritual sword inserted on the side flew up and killed Zhao Hun!
At the critical moment, Zhao Hunyi suddenly turned his palm into a claw, inserted it into Mu Zhen's wound, grabbed his heart and pulled it out!
Tear!

A fresh red heart was picked and crushed!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"you"

Mu Zhen screamed, his whole body trembling. He stretched out one leg and shivered a few times.

at the same time.

Mu Zhen only felt an extremely strong sense of crisis coming, his throat hurt, his strength dissipated, and his consciousness gradually became blurred!
He also felt that he was floating up and was sucked into a whirlpool!
The flying sword he had just thrust out fell down powerlessly after piercing an inch into Zhao Hun's back!
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