The magic patterns on the surface of those shields also changed at the same time, turning into hinges, tightly tying themselves to the end of the long stick.
The big man in the silver cloak was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party had left so many back-up plans. He only needed to shake it hard at this moment. Although the shield seemed to be fierce, it would never be able to get stuck on the long stick, but it would only take a very short time, and it would not be able to hit Mu Sha who was coming at him.
"Let's see how strong your defense is!" The big man in the silver cloak withdrew his hands at the same time, shouting loudly. He had already given up his long stick magic weapon, and the magic power in his hand was slapping towards Mu Sha like a tide.
"Bang bang bang..." Before even taking a breath, Mu Sha's body was blown away like a rag sack. After pulling out a long black afterimage, it hit the ground heavily.
At this moment, the big man in a silver cloak in the void had his clothes on his chest torn to pieces, and blood marks were drawn on his body.
The big man gasped violently for a few breaths, with a look of horror in his eyes.
"This person's 'White Bone Colorful Armor' has actually cultivated to such an extent that he can break through the body-protecting aura of the Nascent Soul monk..." Of course he knew what those colorful bone spurs on Mu Sha's body were. They were a form of self-abuse by the black demons. Kung Fu ---
"White Bones and Colorful Armor". Mu Sha in the middle stage of Jindan used this bone armor to desperately try his best to hold back his magic weapon so that he could not immediately come back for help.
Afterwards, Mu Sha used the Black Demon Tribe's strongest close-quarters attack, a close-quarters attack. Mu Sha practiced
The "white bone-stained armor" must have reached an extremely advanced stage, and it actually broke through his own body-protecting aura, which made the man in the silver cloak look in disbelief.
Although it only left a trail of blood marks on his body and did not cause much damage, it was enough to make others shocked. In the middle stage of Jindan and the early stage of Nascent Soul, the opponent even hurt himself.
"Can you fight across levels? Humph...the gap is just a gap. No matter how strong you are, how much can you hurt me? Die!" Looking down at the lying body
At the edge of the "lake", Mu Sha was in a pile of mud. The big man in the silver cloak made a move with his hand, and the long stick flew into his hand again.
With a strong jolt, the long stick trembled violently, and a shadow formed at both ends. The black magic pattern shield that was still rotating at the head of the stick suddenly fell into pieces and flew away in all directions.
In the mud pit below, Mu Sha was already dying, and all the bone spurs on his body had been broken. Although the big man in the silver cloak was not a physical practitioner, his physical body and aura of protection from the Nascent Soul Realm completely blocked his crazy attacks.
At this moment, blood was pouring out from the blood holes on Mu Sha's body, and most of his black clothes were broken into pieces.
But what is surprising is that the blood coming out of those blood holes only started to slow down for a moment, as if it was blocked by someone's hands.
If you look carefully, you can see that there are actually fleshy sprouts slowly starting to squirm there! Mu Sha's eyes looked at the night sky, still neither happy nor sad, but they had lost their luster. He had experienced too many battles, and death was only a matter of time.
"Boom!" The head of a stick pierced Mu Sha's chest directly, driving his whole body into the depths of the mud in an instant.
Following the loud noise, the big man in silver cloak fell heavily with his legs to the ground, sinking deeply into the ground, splashing countless soil and flying. This blow filled his body with all the mana.
The big man in the silver cloak took a heavy breath. After the mana was poured out in an instant, coupled with the large amount of energy he spent digging the ground, he felt physically and mentally exhausted at this moment.
His consciousness penetrated the ground, and sure enough, his long stick had been inserted directly into the opponent's chest, and Mu Sha had no breath at all.
"Bah! Damn, you're not dead... Let's see if you're not dead yet!" The big man in the silver cloak exerted force with one hand, and a long stick was inserted and pulled out from the area. As the long stick was pulled out, a blood arrow was also shot by him. The long belt was brought out.
There was a flash of light in his other hand, and a bottle of elixir appeared in his hand. His mana had reached a low point at this moment, and he needed to recover as soon as possible before he could rush back to the sect immediately.
And just as he pulled out the long stick, the big man suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did Mu Sha's body not explode into a ball of blood mist under his full blow?
At that moment, there was a boundless palpitation in my heart, rising up!
"Not good!" He instinctively wanted to jump into the sky. In an instant, there was a cold light flashing in the blood arrow coming out from the long stick, incredibly fast.
In a flash, he was at his feet. The man in the silver cloak was so frightened that he could only desperately summon up the last remaining mana in his body.
"Bang!" The protective mask shattered in an instant, and then the big man in the silver cloak felt a cold in his crotch, and then a sharp pain came from between his legs below, and then his Yuanying was numb all over, and then He couldn't move either.
Immediately afterwards, a figure emerged from the ground. The next moment, the man's punches turned into afterimages, all of which hit the Dantian of the big man who was standing there.
The sound of "bang bang bang..." was heard endlessly, and the big man in the silver cloak seemed to be convulsed in the wind, and his body was shaking continuously.
He was poisoned in the body at the moment, but his mind was still clear, and a fear of death filled his cheeks.
"Boom!" In less than a breath, his lower abdomen exploded. Without hesitation, Mu Sha punched out again, directly hitting the exposed Nascent Soul.
In an instant, a sharp bone spur appeared on the fist again, directly piercing Nascent Soul's body.
"You...you...how did you..." At the moment of Yuanying's death, the big man finally broke away from his confinement and expressed his final unwillingness. However, before he could finish speaking, his burly body burst out with a burst of blood from his abdomen. The fountain of blood fell to the ground on his back.
Mu Sha also swayed for a while, took a few steps back and sat on the ground, breathing heavily. The blood hole in his chest also had blood gushing out due to his full strength.
In the dark night, the heavy smell of blood spread far to the surroundings. Ever since he was discovered by the opponent, Mu Sha knew that he was on the verge of life and death. He was no match for the opponent. He could not survive a few breaths in a head-on confrontation.
He could only use all his strength, and at the same time he was constantly paralyzing the opponent. In just four breaths, even his body with injuries that could recover on its own was already in tatters.
Fortunately, he was experienced in fighting and avoided all the fatal points. What he was waiting for was to consume most of the opponent's mana and lose alertness. That would be the perfect opportunity.
Therefore, the last act of pretending to be dead was also the most dangerous and most likely moment for him to actually die, but he finally used the trump card that had been hidden in his body---
The "Black Demon God Armor" is the final defense that can block the attacks of Nascent Soul monks. But in order to make the other party relax their vigilance, he still only
The "Black Demon God Armor" only appeared in the body, protecting the vital points, allowing the opponent's attack to penetrate the flesh, and blocking the fatal blow inside the body.
When the opponent drew out the long stick magic weapon, Mu Sha finally gave the strongest blow! It was only for a moment that the big man in the silver cloak became suspicious, but it was enough time. It was also the time when the big man's defense was at its worst... Mu Sha just took a few breaths and stood up unsteadily, covered in blood.
He took a few steps forward, bent down in front of the big man, and pulled out a long sword with a dark green blade and as thin as paper from the big man's lower body.
This sword is his magic weapon---
"Shadow!" The entire sword body was tempered with poison that could threaten Yuanying monks. In a slight flash of sword light, the head of the big man in a silver cloak with a frightened expression was cut off and then thrown into a storage bag.
Then, Mu Sha didn't care about his broken body like a torn sack. After quickly collecting a storage ring from the big man and several storage bags around his waist, he took off into the air.
At the same time, he waved his right hand and the long stick flew into his hand and disappeared. However, he waved his left hand and a column of black smoke fell on the big man in silver cloak.
At the same time, Mu Sha had escaped into the night, and the burly body of the headless man in a silver cloak was turning into curls of black smoke and quickly disappeared.
On the grassland, soon there was only a huge lake left, as well as messy thatch that fell everywhere, as well as the monsters that had already smelled the blood and rushed toward them.
But except for some blood stains on the ground, there was no one here. In the dark night, Mu Sha tightened his lips. After swallowing the elixir, he felt the mana recovering in his body, as well as the wounds that had begun to itch and heal themselves without the need for the elixir.
He looked at the night sky of the endless grassland ahead, with a trace of confusion in his cold eyes.
"Who is he? Why does my mother not want to mention it at all?" Now, of course, he knows that this situation happened to him. It is not what those in the clan thought at all. It was his mother who used secret techniques to forge for him. It's caused by his body, but he has a weird bloodline... Fengshen Continent, Tianli tribe, in a training room in the attic, Li Yan only wears a pair of shorts, and the muscles on his body are bulging and shiny, giving people a sense of spirit. The state of energy reaching its peak.
He was sitting on a flat horse, with his hands raised high, and there was a loud roar like a tidal wave in his body, and there was a huge phantom of a monster above his head.
The outline of the monster's facial features is relatively clear. It looks like a ferocious tiger, with a body like a bullfight, sharp hair, a pair of evil wings on its back, and a huge mouth and fangs. It is Qiongqi, one of the four peerless ferocious beasts.
At this moment, Li Yan, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes, and the shadow above his head followed his movement, and then quickly disappeared.
"What happened to him? Is the time up?" Li Yan was confused, but soon a green light flashed outside his body, and a set of green robes appeared on his body.
Outside the courtyard where Li Yan lives, Gong Shanhe, dressed in purple robes, is standing at the courtyard gate. He looks at the courtyard gate with a calm face, but occasionally frowns, but he will soon return to normal.
Suddenly, the courtyard door quietly opened from the inside out. Seeing this, Gong Shanhe stepped in without hesitation.
In the pavilion hall, Li Yan looked at Gong Shanhe. Previously, he didn't see much from the other person's expression in his consciousness.
"Chief, what time is it now?" Li Yan still asked according to his own thoughts. He felt that a few years had passed, but he didn't know the specific time.
Gong Shanhe came here to find him alone, either for
The matter of "King Qing" is either related to the seal.
"Two years and four months have passed since you and Ah Ying went into seclusion. There is no problem with the seal!" Gong Shanhe guessed what Li Yan was thinking and dismissed both of his thoughts. Li Yan nodded. He didn't ask further questions. The other party came to see him for something and he would naturally explain it.
"The Great Elder is injured. Although it is not fatal, he still needs to be in seclusion for a period of time!" Gong Shanhe's next words made Li Yan's eyes shrink and flicker a few times.
"Yan San and the others broke their promise?" Li Yan immediately asked. The only one who can hurt the great elder is Yan San, but the great elder has been injured. Yan San, whose cultivation is lower than him, will definitely not be well. Where to go, but this is extremely bad news.
The Tianli tribe went to war with the wind beast again, and Li Yan's inheritance of skills would definitely be affected. A series of results quickly emerged in Li Yan's mind, but unexpectedly Gong Shanhe shook his head.
"No, Yan San and we have never fought again. But a year ago, the fifth elder was seriously injured and brought back the second elder's dying Nascent Soul. The second elder died soon after." Gong Shanhe said this. , the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily. This incident dealt a serious blow to the Tianli people.
"The 'Qiong Lin Sect' made a move!" Li Yan thought of the result instantly, and he was even more shocked. In just over two years, such an important event as the death of a Nascent Soul cultivator happened to the Tianli clan.
The Great Elder and Fifth Elder were also injured one after another. Although Gong Shanhe did not say how injured the Great Elder was, it was not a serious injury for a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage to be in seclusion for healing, and he had no idea about all this.
"Yes, they were so ambitious that when the second elder discovered it, it was already too late..." There was a faint surge of anger in Gong Shanhe's calm tone.
