Mu Sha may have sneaked into the depths of the earth, but he did not dare to use the Earth Escape Technique to escape, otherwise he would have to use mana and magic, which would immediately destroy his perfect aura of invisibility.
Therefore, the big man in the silver cloak wanted to force him out. Every time he struck, he would pour about 70% of his mana, which would go thousands of feet deep into the ground. If Mu Sha was hiding underground nearby, he would be hit by his mana.
The big man in the silver cloak believed that because he was too eager to track the opponent before, Mu Sha did not have time to go too deep into the ground even if he escaped.
Otherwise, his consciousness would be able to track the fluctuations of his mana as he dived all the way, so he did not consider that Mu Sha could escape thousands of feet underground.
If Mu Sha only sneaked into about a hundred feet, and he did not hesitate to spend a lot of mana to attack, then he would have died faster, and the flying land would turn into a rain of blood in an instant.
For a time, this world was like an ocean. When the big man in silver cloak acted like this, his mana was consumed very quickly, but he didn't care. What he wanted to consider was how to kill the opponent as soon as possible so that he could delay his escape for a while.
At the same time, he was also glad in his heart that the legendary Mu Sha, who was somewhat sinister, was really too trusting.
If someone else was sent here, the assassination attempt would have failed. Mu Sha only needed to make sure that his men did not return on time, then he would know that there was definitely something wrong with him.
After that, he would either directly notify the husband above him, or a secret letter would arrive at the rotating military camp where he was located. He was determined not to escape. How could Mu Sha have fallen to this level?
With the sound of "rumbling", another huge piece of land was grabbed by him. As the fingers of the transformed blue ghost claws fiercely bent and closed, the piece of land once again turned into a sky full of powder.
But in the midst of the dust, a black shadow shot out like electricity. With a strange twist in the air, it slipped out from between the two fingers of the huge cyan ghost claw.
The next moment, the black shadow disappeared in front of the silver-cloaked man, and immediately after, a cold light flashed in front of the silver-cloaked man.
The moment he scratched the huge piece of land, the man in the silver cloak felt something strange.
"Death!" He uttered one word, slowly but also urgently, raising a hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together, and directly pinched the cold light.
At the same time, something suddenly appeared in the other hand. It was a long stick shining with dark yellow light. In the flash of yellow light, the stick was swept into the darkness on the right.
"Ding!" There was a crisp sound first, and the big man in a silver cloak accurately clamped his fingers on the blade of a broad sword. The sword was seven inches wide, with a thick back and a thin blade. It was obvious that it was used by someone with strong magic power.
"Bang!" Almost at the same time, the long stick in the big man's hand also hit something in the darkness, and a trace of sneer appeared on his lips.
"Sound in the east and attack in the west? Pearl of rice!" At the same time as the long stick hit the opponent, the man in the silver cloak pressed hard with both fingers at the same time, and the broad sword fired out
"Zheng!" The sound of breaking was directly cut off by his two fingers. And in the darkness, something quickly flew back. It was a figure, and the other person was trying hard to stabilize his body.
Under the infusion of mana, his feet rubbed out two golden sparks in the air, bringing out a long dazzling line of fire.
Under the light of the golden sparks, one could clearly see that it was a man wearing a tight-fitting black suit and a black hood, with only two dark eyes exposed.
His body was halfway tilted back, and his legs were firmly fixed in the void to prevent him from falling backward. In one hand, he was holding a half-man-high broken-edged broadsword, and in the other hand he was leaning against a sword flashing with magic patterns. Black shield.
The masked man in black slid out at a lightning-fast speed, until he slid more than three hundred feet before stopping in the air.
After his body shook for a few times, he finally stabilized. He glanced at the broad sword in his hand, which had half of its tip broken off.
"Cough cough cough..." The masked man in black let out a series of coughs in succession, but his movements did not stop, and he quickly moved the black shield with magic patterns in front of him.
The man in the silver cloak saw that even though the opponent was injured, he still immediately defended himself. I can't help but admire it secretly in my heart
"Demon Blade Camp", everyone in it has too much experience in martial arts, and they have all survived from the pile of dead people.
After the shield withstood a blow from a Nascent Soul cultivator, many cracks appeared.
"Mu Sha, I know it's you! It's true that you live up to your reputation. In the middle stage of the golden elixir, you can still take 70% of my mana." The big man in the silver cloak looked at the opponent with a mocking look. He had already tested the opponent's strength.
It is said that this man Mu Sha was brave enough to win the three armies.
A captain of the "Demon Blade Camp", he likes to often ride alone to steal intelligence or assassinate key figures of the opponent.
However, he also lamented in his heart the natural physical strength of the Black Demon Clan warriors, especially the Mu Sha in front of him, whose strength was much more powerful than in the legend.
He had used 70% of his mana. Although the other party relied on the power of the magic weapon to survive, even the power of shock could turn a fake elixir monk's body into a ball of blood mist.
"The Immortal Demonic Vine is really quite capable!" When the big man in the silver cloak was thinking in his mind, he had already taken a step forward, and in an instant, a masked man in black appeared fifty feet in front of him.
Because Mu Sha in his mouth was said without saying a word from beginning to end, and the big man in silver didn't want to waste time.
The long stick in his hand was now like a spear. One end of the long stick seemed to have traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, stretched instantly, and pierced the opponent's chest.
Because the long stick was castrated extremely quickly, a ball of yellow arc light appeared at the front end during the friction with the space. Mu Sha only felt his eyes blurred as an irresistible force hit him. Fortunately, he had just blocked the black magic pattern shield in front of him. Instinctively, he immediately activated his magic power. Those magic patterns were on the shield. The surface began to squirm rapidly.
"Boom!" The long stick stabbed the magic pattern shield in an instant. What surprised the big man in silver cloak was that Mu Sha's figure also appeared beside him, and the opponent actually gave up the defense in his hands in an instant. shield.
Facing an opponent whose cultivation level was much higher than his own, Mu Sha's approach was extremely dangerous. He lost a powerful protection in an instant and put himself to death.
Fifty feet away, he was there in an instant.
"Tsk!" After losing the infusion of mana, the magic pattern shield on the side was made of hard material, but it still could not block the attack of the Nascent Soul monk.
The long stick seemed to have pierced a layer of glue, but it was only slightly blocked. The magic pattern shield was directly pierced by the long stick. A section of the stick head with a yellow light appeared on the other side of the magic pattern shield. one side.
At this moment, Mu Sha had reached the side of the big man in silver cloak, and slashed hard at the man's neck with the broken sword in his hand.
In response to such an attack, the big man only slightly moved his body to one side, and the broken sword scratched his side.
And he quickly raised his other hand, and in a blur, the palm appeared between Mu Sha's neck, and he swept it horizontally with a claw, and five green lights came out between the five fingers, and there was a sharp roar. Stand up.
He also attacked Mu Sha's neck, and he also wanted to kill him with one blow. The big man in the silver cloak was much faster than Mu Sha. In his eyes, Mu Sha's attacks were very slow, so he easily dodged the opponent's sword.
But just when his fingertips seemed to be touching the opponent's skin, Mu Sha raised his other hand as fast as lightning and struck it directly on the broken-edged sword that had scratched his side.
"Bang!" The broken-edged sword trembled violently. In an instant, the sword tilted sideways and turned into countless arrows. Under the amplitude of Mu Sha's power, when the broken-edged sword changed direction, a shower of arrows came.
The man in the silver cloak immediately caught the opponent's attack with his consciousness. It was very clear in his consciousness that they were indeed small black arrows only two fingers long, not broken sword fragments.
Each arrow flashed dark red, clearly poisonous. Before, I had clearly used my fingers to pinch off the blade of the opponent's broadsword, but I didn't notice anything was wrong with this long sword. How could this happen all of a sudden?
But at this moment, he no longer allowed him to think about it. This Mu Sha was really ruthless and he was going to die with him. The light from the outer spiritual shield flashed, and those arrows hit him in an instant, and a sound like raining bananas sounded.
The fingers of the big man in silver cloak had also caught Mu Sha's neck.
"Crack!" He grabbed a section of the colorful bone spur and tore off his black hood with his fingertips.
However, Mu Sha did not have his whole neck scratched to pieces as the big man in the silver cloak imagined. Instead, Mu killed him in the blink of an eye. The skin on his fists, elbow tips, knees, heels, and shoulders broke instantly. Blood spurted out from the inside out, and sharp thorns as thick as thumbs burst out of his bones.
They were colorful bone spurs each about half a foot long, with blood and fleshy foam on their tips. The collarbones on Mu Sha's shoulders instantly stood up like pillars, blocking the hands of the man in the silver cloak.
Although the big man's grasp directly tore off the colorful bone spurs protecting his neck, Mu Sha also took the opportunity to block the opponent's fatal blow.
The big man in the silver cloak glanced at the opponent with his consciousness, and saw that the masked young man in front of him was a young man. He looked a bit ordinary, not the handsome demon men he had seen before.
At this moment, bone spurs were protruding from every joint on the young man's body, and he looked very ferocious. There was blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he was obviously seriously injured.
The two sides started fighting, and now they are in a flash of lightning. The big man in the silver cloak struck several times one after another, but failed to kill the other party. He was already furious in his heart.
A powerful Nascent Soul cultivator, not to mention the time spent chasing him, actually dealt with a small golden elixir. It took several breaths of time to kill the opponent, and he almost suffered a plot from the opponent.
If there wasn't a huge difference in strength between the two sides, my protective light shield wouldn't be able to stop the opponent's arrows.
The next fight happened in an instant. Mu Sha's left shoulder and clavicle was broken by his opponent. There was no pain on his face, as if the severed bone was not his.
What shocked the big man even more was that the small bone stubble left by Mu Sha on his shoulder seemed to be slowly becoming rounder, as if it was healing on its own.
"The secret technique is restored... the Immortal Demonic Vine!" A thought suddenly appeared in the heart of the man in silver cloak. But Mu Sha did not stop at all and launched another brazen attack.
His movements were extremely fast. He had abandoned the broad sword in his hand, and regardless of the broken collarbone on one side, he ran into the arms of the big man in the silver cloak as if he was crazy.
The broad sword he had abandoned had cracked on one side, revealing a row of black tubes inside.
Mu Sha actually built a mechanism into the broad sword and used a formation to cover it up, instead of using magic to transform the weapon spirit or attack with arrows.
Under the sudden change, there was almost no aura change in the sword attack, and the mechanism fired countless poisonous arrows.
This allowed the opponent who used his spiritual sense to sense changes in the surrounding aura and mana to realize that something was wrong, and the poisonous arrow attack had already arrived. If it were not for the difference in strength, the big man in the silver cloak would have died under those poisonous arrows.
Seeing the opponent crashing into his arms, the big man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he exerted force in his hands and swept the long stick away. He wanted to smash the opponent into a pulp during the flying attack.
But an unexpected scene happened again. Although the long stick in his hand swept over under the infusion of mana, the speed became slower.
The black magic pattern shield that was pierced at one end of the long stick suddenly started to spin. In just the blink of an eye, it spun like flying and was as powerful as a wind wheel, bringing with it a strong tearing force and pulling the long stick to float in other directions, which also dispersed the force on the long stick.
