Chapter 267, Death of Mu Zhenren
Mu Zhen was so complacent that he forgot that a puppet that lost its eyes would not lose its combat power immediately like a human being, and it did not only rely on its eyes to determine the enemy's position. The puppet Flame Dragon roared, opened its big mouth and fired a blast at Mu Zhenren.
Mu Zhenren never imagined that there was a cannon in the mouth of the puppet Yanlong. It was so close and so unexpected that he had no time to dodge.
Mu Zhenren sent his thunderbolt mace forward and pierced the head of the puppet Yanlong from his mouth, causing its huge body to tilt and fall to the ground. He crossed his arms in front of him, and the shell exploded on his arm. The strong shock wave threw his body like a fallen leaf swept by a strong wind.
Mu Zhenzhen, who was hit by the shell, groaned, his internal organs were strongly shocked, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, obviously injured. But his hands were not broken, and they did not even become bloody. There were only a few shallow wounds.
Dozens of large and small shrapnel were shot on his body, just like the Xiufeng Sword stabbing him. The flexible skin dented and bounced back. Not a single shrapnel was shot into his body, and only three of them were left behind. Five superficial wounds.
Qingshi took a breath of cold air, but in the next moment, he activated the wings of wind and thunder and flew up. He swung his sword and pounced on Mu Zhenren with the bright moon sword technique, attacking with each sword like a frenzy.
After all, Mu Zhenren was injured, and Qingshi saw the blood on the corner of his mouth, which showed that he was not really invulnerable. Moreover, in order to knock down the puppet Yanlong, in order to resist the cannon fired almost at him, Mu Zhenren's true energy should have been almost exhausted. If Qingshi wants to kill him, this is definitely the best chance.
Qingshi only hoped that the man who shot the arrow would not recover his strength too quickly and would not be able to shoot the arrow again before he assassinated Mu Zhenren.
In mid-air, Qingshi struck out seventeen swords in a flash, with nine swords in front of him. Qingshi realized that Mu Zhenren was indeed at the end of his true energy. Mu Zhenren took out a scimitar to parry Qingshi's sword, but each move was not as effective as the other. , however, starting from the tenth move, he seemed to have slowed down again. It seemed that his old strength was exhausted and new strength was secretly emerging.
Yes, that's actually the case. Mu Zhenren had already had a wild spirit fruit in his mouth. When he defused the cannon, he swallowed the spirit fruit in his belly. The fruit immediately turned into surging infuriating energy. Replenish the Qi sea of Mu Zhenren's Dantian which is about to be depleted.
Qingshi still underestimated Mu Zhenren, his baby was no worse than Qingshi's. At least, Qingshi doesn't have such a magical spiritual fruit, and has never even heard of it.
At this time, although Qingshi realized that something was wrong, he didn't understand what was going on. Once the Dao killing style was activated, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and kill.
Mu Zhenren's situation at this time is not optimistic. Although the spirit fruit replenishes the energy in time, the amount of energy it can replenish is limited. Qingshi's Dao Killing Domain trapped him in the murderous field filled with sword energy, and he was unable to make any reaction or change except to resist.
It is harder to parry one sword in Daosha style than the other. Mu Zhenren doesn't know how many swords he can withstand, just like Qingshi doesn't know how many swords he can thrust out now.
It is impossible to predict victory or defeat, and life and death are also difficult to predict. The two could only continue to grit their teeth and fight.
Whoosh~
A golden long arrow struck again with a terrifying momentum. Qingshi sighed secretly, and with a thought in his heart, a piece of colorful feathers emerged from the back of his hand. This was the escape artifact given to him by Chun Niang.
When Chun Niang gave the feather to Qingshi, when Qingshi touched it with his hand, the feather disappeared into the back of his hand. But now, when Qingshi thinks about it, it immediately reappears. As long as Qingshi thinks about it again, this piece of feather disappears. The feather will take him to any place he wants to go within a hundred miles.
However, at the moment when Qingshi wanted to rely on Caiyu to escape, he suddenly changed his mind because he was keenly aware of something different.
At this time, Qingshi's Dao Killing Domain covered a space of at least ten feet in radius. Within this range, no movement, no matter how subtle, could escape his perception. He did not stop his offensive, and still stabbed Mu Zhenren with his sword.
Naturally, Mu Zhenren also saw, heard, and felt the surprise attack of the golden arrow. He was overjoyed, knowing that he no longer had to worry. He had long noticed that although Qingshi's sword was as powerful as a sword, he could only resist but could not escape or fight back. However, Qingshi also showed signs of being exhausted. With such a sword move, how many more swords can Qingshi make?
Mu Zhenren believed that Qingshi could not dodge this arrow no matter what, so he could only catch it forcefully. It was obviously very difficult for Qingshi to catch this arrow now. Even if he was not shot to death, he would probably be injured. Even if he was not injured, There would at least be a short-term stagnation of Qi, and he only needed to seize that moment and make up for it with a single blow.
The golden arrow hit, and at the critical moment, Qingshi swung his sword again to catch the arrow in Yuan Yu style. He didn't seem to worry that Mu Zhenren would take the opportunity to kill himself.
Naturally, Mu Zhenren would not miss such a good opportunity. Seeing Qingshi being shaken by the golden arrow, his arms were shaking and his body was stagnant. He waved the scimitar in his hand and was about to cut the bluestone into two pieces. This time, he was absolutely sure.
Mu Zhenren was ready to use his scimitar and was about to move, but he suddenly sensed something. Just now, he was submerged in Qingshi's Dao Killing Domain, and his perception was not so sensitive. Now, Qingshi's Dao Killing Domain has faded, and his sensitive perception It recovered naturally.
As soon as an expression of incredible shock and anger appeared on his face, a golden arrow pierced through Mu Zhenren's chest extremely quickly and silently.
Qingshi's perception was correct, and his judgment was correct. This time, two golden arrows were shot one behind the other. The former one was loud and powerful, it was an attack, and the target was Qingshi; the latter one was silent, it was an assassination. But its target is not Qingshi, but Mu Zhenren.
Qingshi didn't understand why, but he believed that his judgment was not wrong. Mu Zhenren, who was submerged in the bluestone Dao Killing Domain, could not sense the existence of the back arrow, and he could not think of it anyway.
Mu Zhenren fell straight to the ground from mid-air. His extreme surprise, anger and frustration made him almost lose his mind. The golden arrow pierced his body, and the force shattered three of his meridians, but it was not enough to kill him. As long as he escaped this disaster, he would be able to recover within seven days and return to his best condition.
With a thought, Mu Zhen removed a small black wooden sign. This was a large teleportation talisman. As long as he crushed it, it would release a magical power from another space and teleport him back to the villa. There is an underground secret room that only he knows about.
Mu Zhenren crushed the black wooden sign immediately, and it sent out a circle of energy ripples. However, the ripples that were supposed to spread to a radius of one foot and teleport away Mu Zhenren within this range only expanded less. The two feet dissipated. Mu Zhenren was still where he was, and nothing happened.
Mu Zhen's expression changed, and he finally remembered something. He sighed secretly, and an expression of self-deprecation and despair appeared on his face.
Mu Zhenren had never used this talisman before and had no experience. Therefore, he ignored a problem, that is, the current space was locked by his own air locking formation, which had no ability to teleport Mu Zhenren back.
The Great Teleportation Talisman is just an elementary space magic weapon made by Mu Zhenren, who has just glimpsed the way of space. It is not Haru Niang's Colorful Feather.
Qingshi, who had regained his agility, was like a high-speed swooping falcon, vibrating his energy-transformed wings and instantly flew into the sky above Mu Zhenren.
Uh-huh!
The sharp sword blade slashed towards Mu Zhenren with sword energy visible to the naked eye. Mu Zhenren reluctantly raised his scimitar in an attempt to block the sword. However, he who was once so powerful and arrogant is now so weak that he seems to be unable to even hold a knife. Can't stand it anymore.
Unsurprisingly, the Moon Soul Sword pierced Mu Zhenren's chest, shattering his internal organs, severing his meridians, and strangling his vitality.
boom!
Mu Zhen hit the ground like a sandbag, stirring up a faint dust. Qingshi put away the sword and gently fell to the side. Two figures, a man and a woman, rushed from the northwest. Within a few breaths, they both jumped to the side of Mu Zhenren, each holding a big bow in their hands.
They didn't have any hostility towards Qingshi, they just stared at Mu Zhenren on the ground quietly, with complex expressions on their faces, and their expressions were unclear.
Mu Zhenren gasped and spat out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to lift his upper body slightly with his elbows. He glared at the man and woman in front of him with malicious eyes and said with difficulty: "Why... Why?"
"Why? Humph! You actually asked why?" The man sneered and said, "Because you are a big evil person and a big devil who should have died long ago! Because only if you die, we will have a way to live! Because only if you die, Only the merchants in the entire Wanshan Sea Area have a way to survive!"
"I... I am your master!" Mu Zhenren used his last strength and roared in a low voice, "You... you are... deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors. ..."
"Shut up!" The woman suddenly lost control of her emotions. Her face was filled with sadness, tears were streaming down her face, and she shouted hoarsely, "What kind of bullshit master are you? How can there be a master like you in the world? You are worse than a beast. Old pervert, old pervert, bloodthirsty demon! Murderer!"
"Not bad!" The man said bitterly while caressing the trembling woman: "Old thief Mu, over the past few hundred years, how many disciples have you taken in and how many have you killed? I'm afraid you don't even remember. Bar!
"I was ranked twenty-three when I first entered the school. However, thirty years ago, all the twenty-two senior brothers and sisters in front of me died because of you! The other junior brothers and sisters who entered the school after me died even more. Countless.
"We say that we are your disciples, but which male disciple has not been beaten, scolded and abused by you? Which female disciple has not been raped and ruined by you? We are all just your tools and slaves. You have never truly treated any disciple. As a human being, you are not worthy of being a teacher at all!
"Also! People from the Ten Thousand Mountains and Sea Region worship you like a god, but you lure them here one after another, plotting assassinations, killing people and seizing treasures! You old thief, you are not worthy of being a human being at all!"
"Hahahaha..." The woman's emotions did not calm down, but became even more excited. She burst into hysterical laughter, then pointed at Mu Zhenren on the ground and cursed, "Old thief, go to hell. !Hahaha......"
As she spoke, a flying knife shot out of her hand and plunged straight into Mu Zhen's left chest.
After laughing wildly for a while, she looked up to the sky and hissed, "...Sister Yinling, sister Zhuming! I will avenge you...I killed the old thief Mu hahaha... .”
Then, she stooped down again, trembling all over, and started to cry softly. While crying, she murmured: "Uuuu...Brother Lingyun...did you see it? I killed Mu Old thief, I will take revenge on you, oh oh oh..."
Mu Zhenren couldn't hold on any longer. He spat out a mouthful of blood, crooked his elbow, and lay weakly on the ground. Then, with a kick of his legs and a roll of his eyes, he died.
