Under the invisible mountain of swords, Mu Ziyun stretched out a claw from the fire ball. The claws were filled with dense fire energy, and then an infinitely extending fire knife stabbed out.
The fire knife continued to grow longer, and a large amount of fire slurry appeared on the blade. When it was a hundred feet long, Mu Ziyun held the burning fire knife, and along with the fire surrounding him, it started to rise from the bottom, suppressing himself. The invisible mountain is all in two.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Ziyun sprinted out from the gap. The fire on the head of the fire skull fell on his back during the sprint. His two burned claws each grabbed a fireball several feet wide and threw it first. Fireball opened a path for himself and followed closely behind, preparing for a frontal impact on Lao Dao Wang.
Unexpectedly, there was no obstruction on the way to Lao Dao Wang. Lao Dao Wang did not blink his eyes, raised his chest in a condescending manner, and forcefully caught the impact of Mu Ziyun's two fireballs, and the flames burned him. The scars on the old Sword King's body were very hideous. The dark skin was burned, extinguished, and burned again. The result was nothing more than adding hundreds of scars. For the Old Sword King, this level really did not arouse his interest. .
"Hey," the old sword king said in a low voice: "Kid, show me what you're best at." Then he inserted the big knife in his hand, and the white rune array appeared instantly, catching the big knife. . Spreading his hands, the old swordsman had an attitude of letting you hit him and take any action he wanted.
Mu Ziyun couldn't help but became furious, and retreated more than ten feet away. He grabbed his hands from front to back, and space seemed to be distorted in front of him. Then he put his hands in front of his mouth and spit out a pillar of fire. The old sword king remained motionless in the fierce fire. Without even closing his eyes, Mu Ziyun made the fire beads fly to his mouth with a thought. In an instant, the range of the fire pillar expanded more than four or five times, and the color of the flame turned red.
This time, the old sword king's face was no longer so calm. His body was slightly arched, and his feet were staggered one foot back and forth. After increasing the energy surrounding him to protect himself, he was still slowly moved backward by the fierce fire. Push away.
"This fire." The old sword king could no longer open his eyes. Without holding on, he immediately pulled out the big sword from the rune array and blocked it in front of himself. The flames were cut by the blade and the blade was burned red. , "This fire is not right"
The old sword king raised his sword high and slashed down, creating a silver blade that flew toward Mu Ziyun's body against the fierce flames. Mu Ziyun immediately fled to one side with the fire beads.
"My knife will not change color even if it is burned in an iron furnace for eighteen hundred years. Little devil, your fire is quite strange. It is stronger than any fire I have ever seen in my life. How did you do it?"
The flames on Mu Ziyun's head slowly melted away. His eyes were burnt yellow, and there were zigzag cracks from his eyes to his ears. There was a red light flashing in the cracks. "Old man, my fire is not an ordinary fire. It comes from me." It was ripped out of my heart, not to mention your knife, I can melt even your mountain for you."
"That's not a bad tone!" The Old Sword King shouted, swung his sword from south to north, and then continued to circle the top of his head. The countless invisible blades spiraled to form an inverted mountain on the top of the Old Sword King's head. , "It is a pity that such a talent is not in our Bu Pu Sect, but fortunately, you came to die in person to avoid causing trouble to our sect in the future."
"Old man, don't you divination disciples only practice magic? I think your skills can be considered martial arts." Mu Ziyun pressed his right hand on the hunter's bow on his waist.
"Short-sighted, 'shu' is the manifestation of transcending the realm of mortals. There is no distinction between martial arts. It is just a boring title used by secular people who want to distinguish categories. Don't think that you can be on the same level as others." I am at the same level, but you are far behind!"
The old sword king's arm suddenly turned, and the thunderbolt drove the invisible blade chain to cut in the direction of Mu Ziyun.
With a bang, Mu Ziyun disappeared, leaving only some broken flames in place. After a breath, the old sword king's back suffered a strong impact, and a fire claw was trying to penetrate his body. It obviously failed. , the magic energy attached to the old sword king's body is not simple, but the fire claw only stopped for three breaths before disappearing again.
This time, it was the Old Sword King's abdomen that was hit. The meat there was much softer. As soon as the fire claws touched it, it could sink in a little deeper. The Old Sword King saw Mu Ziyun's claws and pulled down the blade. , while reaching out to grab it, with a pounce, Mu Ziyun disappeared again without giving him any chance.
"Hunting Bow!" Old Sword King raised his voice, "I didn't expect that the treasure Bai Lianbing Dao risked his life to search for in Tiannu Nu Cemetery was actually in the possession of you kid. Okay, okay! You brought it to me. What a great gift!”
With a whoosh, the Old Sword King's shoulder was stabbed by a silver arrow. No matter how much Mu Ziyun's fire attacked, the Old Sword King's body, which could not cause any damage, was easily pierced by the silver arrow.
Mu Ziyun didn't expect that the old sword king would recognize Liemi Bow, let alone that Liemi Bow would be so powerful. Now he found a breakthrough. Mu Ziyun couldn't see the mountain of swords above his head. It was okay at first, but when The mountain pressure came down, and Mu Ziyun had to use all his strength to protect himself with flames. At that time, he could only defend but not attack, and he was completely passive.
As the saying goes, guns are easy to hide, but hidden arrows are difficult to guard against. The old sword king can use the invisible blade to cause damage to Mu Ziyun without pressure. With the Xunmi Bow, Mu Ziyun can also hide in the dark. Both of them have the means to hide. , it’s really wonderful to put them together like this.
The shooting range of the hunting bow is within twenty feet. Mu Ziyun first hid his figure and ran out of the distance of a hundred feet. At this time, the old sword king held the sword in both hands and waved the mountain of blades like waves, one after another. The ground swept from the sky to the ground, and each blade was close to the hundred and ten blades without any gaps.
Bang! With a sound like fireworks flying into the sky, a meteor flame penetrated into the mountain of swords, creating a curved arc in a very short period of time. Then, at the place closest to the old sword king, Mu Ziyun appeared holding a hunting bow. , three silver arrows came together. At the moment when the arrows came out, Mu Ziyun had already escaped nearly half the way, and the rest of the way began to be blocked by the pressing blade. Mu Ziyun simply stopped halfway and created a big fireball. Wrap yourself up.
The old sword king pulled out the silver arrow stuck in his body. The silver arrow disappeared not long after he held it, and returned to the hunting bow in Mu Ziyun's hand. The old sword king had not experienced the feeling of being penetrated for a long time. , licked the fresh blood, held the big knife in his right hand, made a fist with his left hand and struck hard to the side.
As if hitting the wall, with a bang, another white rune array appeared in front of the left fist, and another big knife slowly emerged from the rune array. One pulled out the big knife, and the two big knives competed with each other. In front of him, the old sword king became serious, his body was heated to the extreme, and he really felt like a warrior practicing his sword. The new invisible sword mountain that appeared covered the previous one, and Mu Ziyun was pressed below. , the pressure doubled in an instant.
The fireball was cut into four pieces, and the fire energy flowing out from the fireball barely blocked the blade from Muziyun's skin, but still caused many cracks to appear on Muziyun's body.
Mu Ziyun was extremely anxious, and he could already feel the cold air emanating from the blade on the tip of his nose. In desperation, he suddenly had an idea, and he raised the Hunting Bow in his hand with great difficulty, attaching a lot of fire energy to it, and clasped his fingers hard, hissing. A rocket penetrated the mountain, dragged a long tail, flew fifty feet away, and pierced the body of the old sword king.
The old sword king knew how powerful the hunting bow was, and he immediately raised his swords to withstand the impact of the rockets. This way, the force on Mu Ziyun's body was much smaller. Taking this opportunity, Mu Ziyun turned into a fire blade again and cut out first. After a few paths, he threw the fire blade above his head, separated the falling mountain of knives, and then aimed at the old sword king. He fired the second and third rockets. The fire attached to the rockets was layered high until the last two arrows. They gathered together and stabbed the old sword king in the chest with a roar.
The old sword king stacked two big knives together, first withstood the first rocket, and then ushered in the next one. The arrows of the three rockets gathered at one point, making a crisp sound like striking metal, and like thousands of rockets. With the noise of birds neighing in unison, amidst the roar of the Old Sword King, the sky above Wenlong Valley exploded. Countless blades shattered and bounced to the ground. The Bu Pumen disciples on the ground were pierced into sieves.
Mu Ziyun found Huzi in time and wrapped the two of them with fire beads. Even so, broken blades pierced through the fire and cut off pieces of flesh from the two of them.
This rain of blades has been falling for a whole hour. Except for Huzi and Muziyun, no one alive can be found in Wenlong Valley, not even a complete or identifiable corpse.
In the sky above the Grain Dragon Valley, a large amount of smoke and dust slowly dispersed. The Old Sword King's abdomen was penetrated by a silver arrow, and blood was flowing out from everywhere on his body. At this moment, the Old Sword King was not described as a god of death, and he looked like the King of Hell. A pair of blood-red eyes, the small eyeballs hiding an ocean-like anger, his teeth shattered several of them in the ferocious bite, and cracks appeared on the handle of the big knife in both hands under the huge force. This man has not been around for more than ten years. The old guy who moved was really furious at this moment.
