The vast southwest area of Yuzhou is dotted with one to two hundred dynasties of various sizes, among which the most intense wars are between the thirty-two dynasties near Feiyun Kingdom.
These dynasties have risen at different times, some are ancient, and some are relatively new, but without exception, they are all deeply involved in wars, and the contests and wars between them have never stopped.
Because of this situation, no one has ever thought that these thirty-two dynasties originated from the same organization, the Disha League.
The kings of the thirty-two great dynasties all have extraordinary martial arts and are quite famous in the world of Yuzhou. What is even less known is that these thirty-two people all have a husband in common, and they are all just others. Just a registered disciple.
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"Electric Dragon Gun!"
The astonishing roar made the darkness tremble. A spear was like an explosion of thunder and lightning, reaching extreme speed. The person holding the gun was more like the tail of an electric dragon, pushing the spear into the night as it swung.
"Boom!"
A sword-bearing skeleton that had just condensed and flew not far was punctured by the tip of the spear in an instant. The exploding demonic energy rolled back, pushing the body of the Lianxin Sect disciple who launched the attack to fly backwards.
"kill!"
A true hero with iron guts and a silver gun. Look at Zhang Tao for slaying demons and monsters.
Zhang Tao, nicknamed Tiedanqiang, is also very good at frontal attacks. When someone like him finds an opportunity to launch a sneak attack, his opponent is desperate.
The Lianxin Sect Demon Xiu Shen, who flew back upside down, didn't even have time to adjust his posture in mid-air. The iron gall gun in Zhang Tao's hand had already pierced through his chest, bringing with him a large amount of red blood and writing a poem about the withering of life in the moonlit night. .
On the other side, there was a demon cultivator from the Heart Refining Sect.
This demonic cultivator was far behind his companions from the beginning. Therefore, when his companions encountered the first wave of attacks, they could only rush to fight, but he had more buffer time.
At this moment, the demonic cultivator kept dancing with his hands, and outlined a series of demonic runes. Not only did a skeleton with a knife rush out, but there were also three or four black magic balls surrounding itself to form a defense and waiting for opportunities to move.
"Junior brother and sister, please be careful. I will entangle him. He will definitely die when the two senior brothers from Feiyun Martial Arts School free their hands."
Jiang Xun's voice was solemn and low, and the aura emanating from his opponent was at least the first level of the third level of spiritual cultivation, which was very difficult. As a senior brother, he could only rush in front of his junior brothers and sisters.
Jiang Xun's movements were very weird. He was holding a long crocodile-headed knife, but he was lying on the ground. The internal energy close to the Dengtang realm was flowing crazily in his body. As the long knife trembled, he suddenly jumped up from the ground. Killing out was like a huge crocodile suddenly launching itself in the swamp, as fast as lightning.
"when!"
There was an explosion, and Jiang Xun's hands trembled slightly. The golden crocodile knife slashed and blasted back the skeleton holding the knife, while he himself felt a mouthful of blood rushing to his throat and swallowed it hard. He fell to the ground and shook slightly. , almost lost his footing.
"Senior Brother Jiang has half-stepped into the Dengtang Realm. If we fight in close combat, we have a chance to defeat the demon cultivators on the first level of the Magic Spirit Realm. But now that Senior Brother Jiang has to worry about you and me, we can only face the opponent's spell attacks head-on. This is a bit difficult for him, and his body can’t handle it well.”
Murong Yu whispered in Yun Tianfeng's ear. She was taking this opportunity to teach Yun Tianfeng more information about warrior combat, which was far from just the rigid practice of swordsmanship.
"Miss Murong, won't you help Senior Brother Jiang?" Yun Tianfeng looked slightly worried.
Along the way, apart from being a bit pretentious and narcissistic at times, Jiang Xun has nothing to make people uncomfortable. Moreover, he always fulfills his duties as a senior brother and does not make Yun Tianfeng feel disgusted. Even slightly fond of it.
"Huh? Shall I help?" Murong Yu rolled her eyes: "What state is this girl in now? Do you want me to bully the younger ones? Do you still want to lose face? You go, you go and help."
Yun Tianfeng nodded and did not argue with Murong Yu.
He knew better than anyone how deep Murong Yu's hatred towards the disciples of the Lianxin Sect was. How could he really think about it that much? He clearly felt that this demon cultivator was just right for him to practice.
Demon cultivator Yuan Bowen raised his hand to recall the sword-containing skeleton he released. He frowned slightly when he saw the slight cracks on the skull. He then raised his hand to brush it and the sword-containing skeleton was repaired again.
Yuan Bowen glanced at the place where the fighting was heard two hundred meters away. He didn't know how long his companions could last, but he didn't care. He knew very well that there were other fellows of the Lianxin Sect in other directions at the moment. Come here quickly.
What he lacks now is time.
As a demon cultivator, as long as he is prepared and keeps a distance, he will not be afraid even if several Dengtang realm warriors come from the opposite side. He has the confidence to use remote control attacks to keep the distance and wait for reinforcements to arrive, not to mention the fact that the opposite side is now. These three guys look much weaker.
"You are so brave. You dare to ambush even my disciples of the Heart Refining Sect. You are simply seeking death!"
Yuan Bowen asked coldly, but his hands were not idle. He released three skeletons with swords at once and flew towards Jiang Xun, Yun Tianfeng and Murong Yu respectively.
These three guys are weak, and Wufu likes to talk about loyalty. If he can capture these three guys before the unknown opponent over there arrives, he will be able to gain more bargaining chips later to delay time.
With this in mind, Yuan Bowen once again strengthened the connection between himself and the sword-bearing skeleton to be sure, releasing more demonic energy into the three sword-bearing skeletons, causing any one of the sword-bearing skeletons to emit Captivating breath.
"The demonic evildoers are crazy and inhumane. Everyone in the world will kill them if they find the right way. Today, we have to act on behalf of heaven. Let's see whether my way is one foot higher or your devil's!"
In the darkness, Jiang Xun's expression changed drastically when he saw three sword-carrying skeletons charging toward them, and he hurried back to Yun Tianfeng and Murong Yu. He only felt that the three of them might be able to block them with their combined efforts.
But as soon as he took steps, Yun Tianfeng's cold voice came out.
Immediately afterwards, what made Jiang Xun's pupils shrink was when he saw Yun Tianfeng advancing instead of retreating, directly twisting a long gleaming blue sword and rushing out.
"Junior brother, no!" Jiang Xun yelled. This time the three of them took the mission together. He didn't want to miss anyone when he went back.
But his words were still echoing, his steps were still moving, but his mood was fluctuating in an instant, and he was almost so shocked by what he saw that he forgot to breathe.
"boom!"
The Skeleton with a Knife flying at the front came like a cannonball, but the young man in the dark night seemed to be a prophet, and he passed by the Skeleton with a Knife in a flash, and the tall trees behind him suddenly disappeared in the next moment. It was hacked and exploded by a skeleton holding a knife.
The young man's movements were nimble and his steps were brisk, like a lynx galloping in the forest, gradually attracting the siege of all three sword-carrying skeletons, but he always dodged away like an antelope hanging its horns, and kept approaching the demon cultivator Yuan Bowen.
"Why is he so fast and flexible? How can this kid avoid my attacks every time?"
Yuan Bowen's heart was beating wildly, and he was slightly nervous. Practitioners in the previous realms were afraid of being approached by warriors, and he was no exception. At this moment, he was increasing his efforts to command the three skeletons with swords to chase after them like meteorites and arrows. As Yun Tianfeng blasted away, he was also moving quickly, trying to maintain or widen the distance so that he could remain invincible.
"This demonic thief is much weaker than Cheng Lang who was wreaking havoc in Tieyang Town. Under the observation of my spiritual sense, I can even dodge Cheng Lang's attacks, so why should I be afraid of this person in front of me?"
The young man made a judgment in his mind and moved faster.
Compared to the time when he relied solely on physical fitness to run around the town, now, although he still has not learned martial arts skills, he is still barely able to mobilize a small part of the internal force left by the iron in his body, blessing it on his limbs. , the movements are faster and more flexible, like a ghost.
The distance is gradually getting closer, one hundred meters, eighty meters, fifty meters, thirty meters...
Demon cultivator Yuan Bowen became more and more nervous. He roared, and the control of the sword-holding skeleton was no longer so precise. He hurriedly moved and his expression changed. He simply released all the demon energy beads surrounding him in one breath. Each one was like A magic energy bomb blasted them all towards the figure that was getting closer and closer.
Yun Tianfeng's sword was moving horizontally. As he got closer, the range suitable for moving was gradually shrinking. He was hesitant to occasionally force his way in.
"Don't be impulsive, get close to him and kill him with one sword!"
Murong Yu's words came, followed by Jiang Xun's slightly stuttering words of encouragement. Yun Tianfeng suppressed the impulsive passion in the young man's heart. Thinking of the battles he had fought in the Kunlun Mountain Demon Cave, he felt very sad. Calm down as soon as possible, the worst thing is to spend a little more time, you can always get closer and give up the risk.
"Hahahaha, boy, you are looking for death!"
When Yun Tianfeng reached less than ten meters in front of Yuan Bowen, the panicked Yuan Bowen suddenly let out a wild laugh. He simply refused to dodge. The demonic energy surged around his body. As the magic formula was running, a large amount of black mist appeared around him. Black hooks and chains suddenly appeared in the fog.
"You dare to come so close to me, boy, let me show you the unique secret technique of my Heart Refining Sect [Heart Refining Lock]!"
Yuan Bowen seemed to have regained his confidence in an instant. The chains in the rolling magic mist roared out like javelins. Together with the free sword-bearing skeletons and magic beads, they seemed to have laid a dragnet to kill Yun Tianfeng here. .
"No, Junior Brother Yun is in danger!"
Next to Murong Yu, Jiang Xun's expression changed drastically. He was about to rush out to help with the golden crocodile knife, but now the distance was more than 500 meters, and even with his speed, he couldn't make it in time.
But the next moment, the situation suddenly changed.
"Shanting!"
Sword lights flashed, and the young man stepped hard on the ground with both feet. He jumped into the air several meters high. He quickly passed through the only opening and appeared above Demon Cultivator Yuan Bowen. In an instant, he raised his sword. Pointing down, the spirit sword trembled, and the sword fell straight down. The sword move was like a mountain pavilion falling suddenly. With a bang, Yuan Bowen's body hit the ground heavily, and the Qingxuan sword on his left shoulder flew out, under the moonlight. Flashing dark moon red light.
"Shan Qing!"
Everything was not over yet. Yun Tianfeng turned around while guarding his sword. The sword light was lingering, and sword marks were carved all around him. At a glance, it was like a green mountain suppressing his body, and the power of the sword moves seemed to be endless. Sword lights flashed out one after another, covering Yuan Bowen's whole body like a whirlwind. Then at a certain moment, when the sword lights dissipated, the broken demon cultivator completely disappeared.
