At this meeting on Huanfeng Island, Lu Yanzhou was led by Mu Qing, the leader of the Canggu tribe. The ten Yu tribesmen who entered the Huanfeng Sea Realm were all the immediate choices of the tribe. The thunderous face was Mu Qing’s son Mu Teng, a younger generation The leader of the tribe, the colorful strange bird is Mu Qing's disciple Xuan Ziqiang, who has always been full of tricks. As for Mu Zhu'er, although his mind is a little slow, he is one of the best warriors in the Canggu tribe. He can use a pair of yin and yang earth hammers to defeat clever tricks , rarely encounter opponents.
Xuan Ziqiang was good at evasion, and he was elusive. Wei Shiqi targeted it as soon as he made a move. As soon as it appeared, he opened his "Yi Ke Cave" and swallowed it in one gulp. He flicked his sleeves casually and never looked at Mu Teng again. Holding Fenhaishan firmly, he hit Mu Zhuer fiercely.
Xuan Ziqiang disappeared out of thin air in full view of everyone, without even a hair escaping. Mu Teng was shocked and secretly alerted, but saw the other party flicking his sleeves, and a streak of black light flew towards him. In an instant, he turned into a girl in black with a cold face. It was clearly the body of a weapon spirit, and its murderous intent was so fierce that it made him shiver.
With one against three, Wei Shiqi had already planned to be surrounded and beaten by the Yu clan like a revolving lantern. This scene would not happen. Dongtian trapped one and Tu Zhen restrained the other. As long as he defeated Mu Zhu'er, he could fight Tu Zhen again. With their true strength together, Mu Teng had no choice but to admit defeat. Of course, this plan also depends on the Yu clan keeping their promise, but as long as the three strongest people are eliminated and the rest is left to Yin Yuan'er and others, there is a 50% chance of winning.
Tu Zhen needed Wei Shiqi's care, all she had to do was wrap around the bird-man with the thunderous face, but she was a killer with a high and arrogant heart, and she was not willing to show weakness. She immediately drew her index and middle fingers together, and the sword flashed like a gleam. A fleeting moment. Mu Teng was suspended in the air, letting the light of the sword slash from his eyebrows to his lower abdomen without dodging or dodging, as if it was nothing.
Tu Zhen flattened his lips and snorted coldly. The Yu Clan's escape technique was weird. Even though this kind of deception method was exquisite, how could it be hidden from her eyes? She had long noticed the abnormality in the aura of heaven and earth, and raised her wrist to slash without hesitation, and another black sword light flew out and disappeared into the void. Just hearing a soft "clang" sound, Mu Teng was forced to reveal his figure, holding an ancient Buddha in his palm, half bone and half wood, crooked at the joints, fused into one body, with eight arms, three strange faces, and one happy. One face was angry, the other was frightened, and a mass of black energy was wrapped around the body, holding the sword light firmly against the body.
Tu Zhen frowned slightly, tapped his index finger, and flicked the sword light. One of the ancient Buddha's arms exploded, and was annihilated with the sword light. A pain appeared on Mu Teng's face. Before he could feel regretful, another sword beam came at him. In a hurry, he had no way to turn around, so he had to recite a spell and sacrifice the ancient Buddha for the second time, enduring the pain and destroying another arm.
Tu Zhen was unyielding when he gained the upper hand, and the sword flashes continued one after another, blocking his retreat. He forced Mu Teng to use the ancient Buddha to protect himself, and kept uttering incantations, and his tongue was tied up in knots. The ancient Buddha's eight arms, three heads, and two legs resisted thirteen knives in total, leaving only a bare body. Mu Teng simply gave up, and finally bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood, and smashed it out. Tu Zhen slashed left and right, creating a cross and destroying the ancient Buddha in one fell swoop. He seemed to be tireless. He pointed his fingers in the air, and before taking action, Mu Teng hurriedly closed his palms together, stretched his wings, and transformed his body into two. Transform into four, transform into eight from four, transform into sixteen from eight, and scatter on the ground, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
Tu Zhen let out a clear whistle, put his fingers between his eyebrows, his eyes drooped, and he stood still. Mu Teng tentatively urged fifteen avatars to rush forward, flying ten feet in front of the opponent. Tu Zhen suddenly opened his eyes, glanced briefly, and then closed them again. His face was pale, and he seemed to have spent a lot of energy. .
Mu Teng was glanced at by her, and all the hairs on his body stood on end. He was frightened. His right hand turned into a bird's claw, and he hurriedly pulled it open, tearing open the void, and escaped into it. He was almost a step ahead, and there were fifteen clones. If you are struck by lightning, you will stand still, the sword light will explode from your body, and it will instantly turn into ashes and smoke, no one will be spared.
The void was torn apart again, and Mu Teng flew out, revealing his true form. He was actually a radiant five-color peacock, screaming at Tu Zhen, the sound was like cracking silk. Tu Zhen felt dizzy and staggered unsteadily. The five-colored peacock spread its wings and pounced on it, stretched out its sharp claws and grabbed it on the head, like crushing a small ant.
Contrary to Mu Teng's cautiousness, Mu Zhu'er was so carefree that he didn't think much about it. He appeared as a half-human, half-bird body, raised his arms, and raised the feathers all over his body upside down. He raised a pair of yin-yang earth hammers and swung them. He rounded his arms to welcome the general. Normally, Wei Shiqi wouldn't mind weighing the opponent's strength, but this time he was in the sea world, with the Yu clan watching him with eager eyes. He was determined to make a quick decision, and with a loud shout, he closed the sea and smashed it. For stabbing, it stabs the opponent's chest and abdomen like a poisonous dragon.
Mu Zhuer's yang hammer fell into the air, and he swung the yin hammer with his left arm. By some strange mistake, he hit the blade in the middle. With a muffled "bang" sound, an earth dragon emerged from the hammer, and tightly wrapped around Fenhai's blade. One stagnation. Wei Shiqi said "Hey" and was very surprised. The hammers were long and the hammers were short. It was originally extremely difficult to parry, but the pair of back earth hammers were obviously the Canggu clan's treasures. They contained the power of a hundred thousand mountains, and they were vaguely restrained by Fenhai. , his arms felt a little sore and weak, which was something he had never felt before.
The Yang Hammer followed closely and hit the blade of the sword hard, and another earth dragon came out. The two dragons worked together to separate the sea and the sword, and they could not advance even an inch. Wei Shiqi activated the Dawn Real Body, poured soul power into his arms, and with a vigorous shake, countless blue water mines appeared out of thin air. Mu Zhuer showed no sign of weakness, and opened his eyes, and a blue-eyed golden roc flew out of his back, Flapping its wings and shouting "Quack". In an instant, strong winds blew up, the sky was dark, and the earth was dark. Two earth dragons glowed with a misty yellow light and swept away the water mines. It was like popping bubbles one after another. There were muffled sounds, but none could break through the power of the rich Gen earth. They turned into hundreds of thousands of mountains. repression.
Mu Zhu'er showed his power, and the wind was as sharp as a sword. Everyone unanimously kept away from him. Wei Shiqi refreshed his spirit, summoned the Ba Snake Dharma, united his body and stabilized the dividing sea, and the power of his soul gathered on the eight-sided sword. Intertwined vertically and horizontally, chaotic turbulence swept up, cutting the two earth dragons into pieces with thousands of swords, and wiped them out invisible in an instant.
The sea-parting tree was then loosened. Wei Shiqi gently and deftly moved the two yin and yang back earth hammers and stabbed him in the throat. Mu Zhuer threw his arms back, the door was wide open, his eyes were about to burst, and he spat out. A round bead covering the ground, the head tilted back quickly. Wei Shiqi stabbed the bead, and the shadow of the earth's mountains and rivers suddenly spread out, like a mountain peak, unmoving, but then the turbulent current swept away, and the earth-covering bead only stayed for a few breaths, then fell apart and exploded with a "bang" Will come. Mu Zhuer gave up the treasure and took a moment to catch his breath. He finally regained his breath, circled the yin and yang and then hammered the earth, barely holding the Fenhaishan.
He risked his life and did not hesitate to extract the original power of the back earth hammer. The earth dragons flew out one after another, pounced on the opponent with their teeth and claws, and used his body to feed the tiger, resisting the sweeping turbulence, and remained in a stalemate for more than ten breaths. Finally unable to withstand it, Yin Yanghou's earth hammer flew out from his hand, Fen Haishan had no way to stop him, and stabbed him in the heart.
