Yun Tianfeng tried to bypass the battle zone between Jiang Chuyao and Yi Han and go to the village, but not long after leaving with Murong Yu, the sky changed drastically.
It was a thick black cloud, rolling in from the depths of the remote wilderness, carrying the sound of muffled thunder, and the sound was resounding, all the way towards the village.
They were still far apart, but Yun Tianfeng and Murong Yu could already feel a mountain of pressure pressing on them, making it difficult for them to move even an inch.
"What the hell is that?"
Murong Yu asked with a trembling voice.
The majestic pressure brought by the rolling dark clouds was not only as heavy as Mount Tai, but what made Murong Yu even more uncomfortable was the other sense of oppression contained in it.
This sense of oppression seems to come from the level of life, and also seems to come from the level of the soul. When faced directly, it is like a helpless mortal facing an army of villains holding murderous weapons. Apart from despair and powerlessness, there is no extraneous feeling. Think about it.
This is not a question of the strength of one's will, but a natural suppression.
Just like the natural coercion that the people of some dynasties face when they face the nobles of the palace, it is invisible material, but it exists.
"If I'm not mistaken, it's likely that a demon king is coming." Yuntianfeng gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty.
"Demon King? Is it the big black dog?" Murong Yu suddenly asked in surprise.
Yun Tianfeng shook his head in denial: "Absolutely not. The Black Moon Wolf King is just the bloodline of the demon king. Although he is in his twenties, he is still a child among demon beasts and has not yet fully grown up. It is far from reaching this stage. A real demon king, even if he is as powerful as the top-ranked sect of a thousand sects, he will be a terrifying existence that will be destroyed with a single hand."
Speaking of this, Yun Tianfeng found it difficult to even speak.
Under the pressure of the Demon King, even if they are far apart, it seems that the world is imprisoned by an invisible force. You can't move or speak. It seems that even time is afraid and trembling. Dare to move.
But the scene they feared did not appear.
The black cloud brought by the demon king did not completely attack the village, but stopped near the edge of the ancient road, as if something had delayed its steps.
Not only that, as time slowly passed, and after a quarter of an hour, the black cloud carried by the demon king gradually receded in the direction from which it came, getting further and further away, causing the area to gradually return to normal.
"Leaving?" Murong Yu was still frightened, with cold sweat on her face.
"She must have really left!" Yun Tianfeng nodded, feeling frightened for a while.
After a while, the two adjusted their state. They didn't care about being delayed here, or why the mysterious demon king suddenly arrived and left suddenly. They were only worried about Yun Mingxue and Old Man Liu, and accelerated towards the village. go.
Not long after, the two arrived near the entrance of the village, and saw a group of hundreds of people from a distance, surrounding a small courtyard, seemingly in a confrontation.
"It's Yun Mingxue!" Murong Yu said anxiously.
Yun Tianfeng took a quick look, and sure enough, at the main entrance of the courtyard, a snow-white figure was guarding the only door of the courtyard with a sword in one hand. The nearby snow was completely dyed red with blood, but her white clothes were better than the snow, and her cold sword The front pointed diagonally ahead, and no one among the hundreds of people dared to leap over the thunder pool.
Suddenly, one of the Shanhe Gang members shouted loudly, and hundreds of people howled and rushed over without hesitation.
Yun Mingxue looked solemn as she swung out sword rays one after another, killing the Shanhe Gang members one after another who tried to get closer.
Wherever the sword light passes, no one can stop it. It is like the light of an indestructible fairy sword. It has a radius of three feet and is below the four realms. Anyone who comes close will be killed.
But this is obviously not a long-term solution. The Shanhe Gang has a large number of gang members. Although Yun Mingxue's sword light is sharp, it can only kill one person with one sword strike, but others can swarm up and pile up to Yun Mingxue. There was no room for the long sword in Xue's hand. If Yun Mingxue wanted to escape, she might have a chance, but if she insisted on guarding the entrance, she would definitely die.
Seeing such a scene, before Yun Tianfeng had time to make arrangements, Murong Yu roared loudly and suddenly flew hundreds of meters high with a heavy sword in his hand, falling into the crowd like a meteor.
boom……
Terrifying trembling and roaring sounds resounded in all directions, and the shaking of the ground triggered terrifying earthquake waves, causing a large number of Shanhe gangs to turn their backs on their backs.
"kill!"
At this moment, Murong Yu roared like thunder, and he was like a beast from prehistoric times, unstoppable, wielding a heavy sword and flying away every enemy who came close to him.
"Bang!"
A member of the Shanhe Gang just rushed over with a sinister smile. He was not intimidated by Murong Yu's appearance. Thinking about it, how strong could a girl who looked like she was a teenager be in a film?
But the moment he approached the ten-meter radius of Murong Yu, Murong Yu's own warrior blood pressure suddenly fell like a heavy hammer, causing him to stagger and almost lose his balance.
Immediately afterwards, in his field of vision, he only saw a huge black shadow coming towards him as fast as the wind. It felt like a bison rushing towards him, and the heavy sword [Chonglou] crashed on him, knocking him down. His body flew into the air, his expression changed drastically, and before the intense fear fully appeared on his face, his body suddenly exploded, turning into rain of blood and falling down.
On the ground, including Murong Yu, many members of the Shanhe Gang were showered with blood. Many people were shocked, but Murong Yu was more murderous.
boom! ! !
Another brave jump attack, the [Chonglou] fell to the ground, and three or four big men flew up. Murong Yu twisted his waist, and terrible power poured into the [Chonglou] along his arms, spinning on the spot. Several more streams of blood mist erupted as the heavy sword slashed down the building.
It can be said that once Murong Yu takes action, his body will be wiped out and he will show no mercy.
"Tui, where did this crazy bitch come from? Are you looking for death?"
The flag bearer from this team, Yang Zui, had his eyes red, opened his mouth wide and let out an angry roar, and rushed towards him from a distance with astonishing murderous intent.
He was really angry. This girl who was suddenly killed was so fierce. It was not easy for his brothers to train him. There were also several third-level warriors among them. They were vulnerable to this girl and were killed on the spot. , which made his heart bleed.
Within the Shanhe Gang, each banner has a thousand people, but those who can truly be considered elite at the second level or above will not exceed a hundred people. This is all due to his family background.
There are always many competitions between the banners of the Shanhe Gang. Each competition determines the amount of resources each banner will obtain in the next month. Who knows how much effort Yang Zuo spent to train these one hundred people as his own family. But now, more than ten people have been lost in just a few breaths.
Seeing Murong Yu going on a killing spree in the crowd, and flag-bearing Yang Zui going to stop him again, Yun Tianfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light and shadow floated under his feet, [Thousand Jue Steps].
"Um?"
If Yang Zuo sensed something, a sense of crisis came from behind him, he turned around suddenly and slashed backwards.
With a clang, the Qingxuan Sword in Yun Tianfeng's hand brushed past Yang Jue's temple with the blade, flying up a small strand of black hair, which made Yang Jue's heart tremble.
