Seeing Mu Yun and Ma Yifeng fighting fiercely, with endless tricks and tricks, the monks were amazed.
After a while, the Taoist priest came to his senses first and said to the monk: "Third brother, let's not fall behind for the time being. Let's come back to raid the formation later. Now, go and see the situation of sixth brother."
The monk Zhai Ran woke up and quickly nodded in agreement, and the two of them immediately went to Feng Zhanyi's side to investigate. Seeing that although he had turned into a bloody man at this moment, he still had a faint breath in his nose. The monk and Taoist both felt relieved and said that heaven would bless him.
The Taoist priest calmed down and said decisively: "I'm here to heal the sixth brother. The fourth brother is also seriously injured, so let's raid the formation for the third brother."
The monk said hello and turned to look at the battle in the field. The Taoist priest didn't hesitate. He straightened Feng Zhangyi's body first, then put his palms on his vest and channeled his true energy.
Mu Yun fought with Ma Yifeng for dozens of moves, but actually gained less than half of the advantage. At that moment, he couldn't help but secretly admire him, thinking that the third child of the Chang'an Gang really had an amazing talent.
It should be noted that Mu Yun had just experienced a crisis the day before yesterday, and had even injured himself in order to uniform Zhan Meiling. The loss of true energy had not been recovered in the first place.
At this time, after another night of fierce fighting, Mu Yun felt a little tired after all. He had no choice but to finally raise his voice and said: "My brother is still alive and his life should be fine. Please let me explain this misunderstanding."
Although he was unwilling to give in, now that he had severely punished Feng Zhanyi, he finally let out a bad breath. Moreover, after much deliberation, it was difficult to kill him, and expanding the hatred would be harmful to both parties. Therefore, even though he was still brooding over Yan Ting's humiliation, Mu Yun could only swallow his anger and seek to end the conflict first.
Unexpectedly, Ma Yifeng had no intention of stopping. Instead, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fart! If I don't chop up a bitch like you today and drink it, I'm not a fucking human being!"
Mu Yun paused for a moment, suddenly thinking that Ma Yifeng was not very bright, and suddenly shouted in his mind: "Ma Laosan! Do you know that Brother Lu has secured a good marriage for you?"
Ma Yifeng was shocked when he heard this. He had not yet married a wife, and he had already considered it a huge worry. At this moment, he suddenly heard Mu Yun's words. Even though he still hated this "dog thief" like crazy, he still blurted out: "Seriously?"
The energy in his mind suddenly weakened. Mu Yun was waiting for this opportunity. He rolled out the chain in his hand and hit Ma Yifeng straight on the bridge of his nose.
Ma Yifeng saw that his vision went dark, and he immediately understood that he had been tricked, but he really struck out very quickly, with a roar and a slash of his sword, and then swung the iron chain away.
Unexpectedly, Mu Yun's attack was aimed at luring the enemy. At the same time as the iron chain rolled out, the fire tongs also swept towards Ma Yifeng's legs. It turned out that he had already seen that this "quick knife and chaotic mess" was very fast, but he also missed the word "quick". His kung fu was actually not stable, which was actually the biggest flaw in his martial arts.
Sure enough, the tongs hit his calf with a snap, and Ma Yifeng immediately screamed and fell down. Mu Yun didn't hesitate, stepped forward and kicked him in the Jianjing point, and then he cupped his fist and said, "I agree."
Ma Yifeng's eyes were spitting fire, and he said fiercely: "I'll give in to your grandma, if you dare, kill me too!"
Mu Yun hesitated again, and turned to look at the monk with a wry smile. He had just said a few words and one move to defeat the enemy, but the monk had no time to step forward to help.
At this moment, the monk was seen glaring at Mu Yun angrily, and shouted sternly: "Liu, if you dare to act crazy again, the monk is going to use a trick!"
Mu Yun felt clear in his heart, knowing that the monk was just a false threat. Now that this battle has a result, there is no point in continuing the fight. How long will it take if he doesn't leave now?
While thinking about it, he caught a glimpse of the Taoist priest sitting cross-legged, concentrating on healing Feng Zhangyi's wounds, and he did not pose a threat for a moment. As for the monk, although his injury was not serious, it would be really troublesome if he untied Ma Yifeng's acupuncture points and then entangled them again.
Mu Yun had made up his mind, so he apologized to the monk: "There is no other way, so I have to ask the master to lie down for a while."
The monk couldn't hide his anger and said: "You bastard wants to do it again, you are so shameless!"
Mu Yun smiled faintly and said: "Don't worry, master, I will definitely use more force this time and I will never let you have the chance to 'do it again.'"
The monk had deliberately pretended to faint after receiving a finger from Mu Yun. After he left, he opened the Taoist's acupuncture points and rescued Ma Yifeng on the way there.
At this moment, when Mu Yun said it, the monk couldn't help but blush and said: "You are a bitch and a thief, come and fight to the death with the monk if you have the guts!"
Mu Yun responded proudly: "I have this intention, master, please be careful."
After he said that, he pointed at the monk's shoulder. Unexpectedly, at this moment, several strong winds suddenly came from behind.
Mu Yun was secretly startled, and hurriedly swung the iron chain back in his hand, sweeping away those gusts of wind. Looking back in awe, it turned out that the sweet girl was approaching quickly, with silver light shining between the fingers of her hands. It seemed that they should be small hidden weapons like plum blossom needles.
Mu Yun nodded secretly and saw Gan Tian rush into the field quickly. His face changed suddenly after a quick glance. He pointed his halberd at Mu Yun and shouted angrily: "What a thief! How dare you hurt my sixth brother!"
The monk became anxious at this time and shouted quickly: "Sister Qi, run! You can't beat Liu Lingfei, the bitch and thief. Come to big brother!"
Gan Tian was startled and said: "Liu Lingfei? Isn't his name Qi Muyun?"
The monk stumbled and shouted: "How dare the thief use his real name? Sister Qi, run quickly, don't let him harm you!"
Mu Yun was so angry that his mouth was full of smoke. When he saw Gan Tian, his expression was stagnant. When he stepped back slightly, his face showed a look of disdain, which made Mu Yun feel depressed.
Then he remembered Yan Ting's humiliation, and Mu Yun felt even more passionate. He couldn't help but sneer and said: "Well said, I am none other than the shameless thief Liu Lingfei. If Miss Gan knows the current situation, she should run away for her life." Lest I harm you."
Gan Tian is a stubborn person who takes advantage of the soft but not the hard. Hearing this, his eyebrows raised and he spat in a hateful voice: "Shameless thief, how can this girl be afraid of you? Just wait and see!"
After she said this, she raised her palms sharply, and a cloud of plum blossom needles came like a downpour of rain. Mu Yun saw that Gan Tian's skills were exquisite and he did not dare to underestimate him. He moved aside and waved the iron chain to block it, which was more than enough to protect himself.
Gan Tian sent out several plum blossom needles in succession, but Mu Yun couldn't help but couldn't help but feel anxious due to the surprise.
Seeing that the plum blossom needles were almost gone, Gan Tian suddenly felt anxious, attacked and scolded at the same time: "What a slut, I'll teach you how to use my fists and kicks again!"
Mu Yun had no intention of getting entangled with Gan Tian. When he saw this, he sneered and said, "Forget it. It's better for the girl to learn my hidden weapon skills."
As he spoke, he saw Mu Yun drop the iron chain, reach into a nearby furnace, and directly grab a large handful of hot coals.
The charcoal was still burning at this moment, and the red color was astonishing, but Mu Yun didn't care. With a few flicks of his finger, the charcoal was like thunder and lightning, attacking Gan Tian's vital parts.
