Chapter 864: Kill the master of Shura Palace with one move

Style: Heros Author: Listening to the rain in the small buildingWords: 1163Update Time: 24/01/10 16:46:33
The old Confucian scholar had no intention of fighting Monk Hua and the others, but he wanted to use this method to tell the couple that he was usually just a good-tempered man and was not as knowledgeable as them. In fact, he was not someone to be trifled with.

The old Confucian scholar did not use all his strength, but Peng Zhan and Mu Qingying followed Lin Yumeng's arrangement and attacked with all their strength, leaving no room for error.

After Peng Zhan killed Mei Sha just now, he immediately joined forces with Mu Qingying to deal with the old Confucian scholar.

Notes like thunder fell from the sky one after another, and the old Confucian scholars were shocked. They didn't know when Monk Hua and Mei Sha learned this weird skill.

When those golden notes hit the books, the books fell to the ground one after another, and several even burned directly.

The old Confucian scholar realized that the situation was not good, and turned around to escape, but behind him was a dense sword array. Just when the old Confucian scholar hesitated, there was a sudden hiss.

His body trembled, and then a stream of blood spurted out from his chest.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Following a series of explosions, the old scholar's body turned directly into a ball of blood mist.

Some other killers thought that Monk Hua and Mei Sha just wanted to bully people, and they never expected that the two of them would kill them. When they felt bad and wanted to escape, a mesmerizing melody suddenly sounded in the air.

Every cell in the body is immersed in this wonderful music and is not controlled by the brain at all.

Although the loss of control lasted only a short time, a piece of cold light whizzed past at a height of one and a half meters above the ground in the midst of this flash of lightning.

Wherever they went, people's bodies were cut off directly. The tall ones had their waists cut off, the short ones had their heads cut off, and more were cut open from the chest. Various internal organs and organs were scattered on the ground.

Seeing the corpses on the ground, Peng Zhan and Mu Qingying were stunned. It was obvious that they did not expect to kill these Shura Hall masters so smoothly.

You must know that the martial arts of these killing gods are not weak. Under normal circumstances, even defeating them would take a lot of effort.

The main reason is that Lin Yumeng accurately grasps the weakness of each enemy, allowing Peng Zhan and Mu Qingying to use every ounce of their strength in the most appropriate place.

"Peng Zhan, Qingying, hurry to the bamboo forest."

Before Peng Zhan and Mu Qingying could calm down, they heard Lin Yumeng shouting to them.

Peng Zhan ducked in front of Lin Yumeng, picked her up by the waist, and then ran away, with Mu Qingying following closely behind.

Now the two of them firmly believed in Lin Yumeng's words, knowing that she had timed every link down to the second, and there was no room for hesitation.

Sure enough, as soon as they left, Shura Seeking War and Shura Seeking Injury appeared in the western suburbs. Seeing their fellow disciples being slaughtered all over the place, they became furious.

The two of them were like ghosts. They appeared in several places in succession, but no enemy was found.

Entering the bamboo forest, Lin Yumeng asked Mu Qingying to hide in the bamboo forest. She and Peng Zhan immediately changed back to their previous images. Peng Zhan was sitting in a wheelchair and she pushed him towards the small courtyard.

Due to time constraints, this time Lin Yumeng didn't say anything and just broke in. As soon as she stepped into the wooden door, she felt two strong winds blowing against her face.

A sharp dagger was pressed against Lin Yumeng's snow-white neck. The dagger had pierced the skin, and bright red blood slowly seeped out from the wound, soon staining Lin Yumeng's neck red.

Although there was blood, it was actually just a skin injury. If the dagger had penetrated a few centimeters, it would have caused fatal damage to Lin Yumeng. Lin Yumeng's face turned pale and his legs were trembling.

Only a small part of it was disguised by her, and most of the fear came from the most real reaction of her body.

Although she had imagined the current scene in her mind before entering the yard, when the scene in her mind became reality, her body was still filled with uncontrollable fear.