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Volume 8 The Legend of Chu Liuxiang Chapter 619 Interception Part 2

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    In the northern night sky, a blue flame suddenly rose and exploded with a bang.  Master Huanzhu paused and looked at the sky with an ugly expression.

    This is an emergency call for help from the Jin family. Blue means asking for help. Red means encountering an irresistible and powerful enemy and is determined to fight to the death. Green means the alarm is lifted and the team is safe.

    "follow me."

    Master Huanzhu greeted him, and just as he was about to turn around, an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly hit him.

    Like a strong wind blowing out of the abyss, a masked man in black jumped up in the darkness, and suddenly fell like a black star, hitting the crowd.

    The seventh form of Zuijinwu¡ª¡ªThe big star falls!

    At Mengyuan's current state, he has shortened the early stage of energy accumulation process to just one breath when using Zuijinwu. With just one breath, he can mobilize the whole body's energy and blood and enter the state of Zuijinwu. In this way, the power of this door and  The equally powerful secret technique was actually used by him for sneak attacks.

    "No, hide quickly."

    There was no one weak among these eleven people. They exploded in all directions like blooming flowers. At the same time, each held a sword and slashed towards the middle. The light of the sword and the aura of the sword almost formed a raging storm.

    If the original Zui Jinwu had encountered such a change, I'm afraid he would have really suffered a small loss. But today's Mengyuan is no longer the Wu Ming who just stepped out of Jinwu Island. This big star fell and merged into the fish.  The wonderful movements of Long Baibian, which draw Yuan Gang internally and have an image on the outside, are unparalleled in power.

    " Then I saw Meng Yuan's hands and feet swung out in unison, spreading his figure in mid-air. The Chaos Hunyuan Gong of Heaven and Earth was activated, and a thunder sounded on the ground.

    ¡°Click~~~Boom!¡±

    This was a full blow from a great master. Although he did not use desperate explosive moves such as Hell Sunflower and Demon Disintegration, it was Mengyuan's strongest blow under normal conditions. The bursting air waves were like landslides and tsunamis.  The crowd exploded, and the bodies of the masters of the Jin family shook violently like tumblers, as if they had been struck by thunder, and were knocked out towards the outside. The sound of broken bones and tendons was heard.

    Six people fainted and died on the spot. The remaining five staggered, led by Master Huanzhu, and formed a phalanx. Their faces were pale, their orifices were bleeding, and they were all seriously injured.

    "Strong enemy!"

    Master Huanzhu shot a red snake flame arrow. Even in his prime, he would have no chance of winning against such a master, let alone now that he was seriously injured.  Facing such a master, asking for help is meaningless. All that is needed is to cling to the opponent and buy some time for the other teams, or the team to the south.

    "Evil thief, I will fight with you."

    An old man with white beard and hair shouted with a sword and rushed towards Mengyuan. Behind him, two middle-aged men, one on the left and one on the right, stepped forward side by side. Two long swords stabbed out like poisonous snakes and rushed towards Mengyuan.  Two ribs.

    A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Mengyuan's mouth. He had never entered a world like Heaven Sword of the Dragon or the Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, so he had not been able to learn the secret skills of group battles such as the Great Shift of the Universe and the Immortal Seal.  But he has also mastered a unique skill that is most suitable for facing group battles, which is the secret of Yihua Palace among the two peerless prides - Yihua and Jade!

    Pulling his hands, he drew a mysterious trajectory. The old man rushed in front of Meng Yuan. Before the long sword fell, the sharp pain in the two cold places on his back made him stop involuntarily.

    The two swords pierced out from his chest, penetrated his lungs, and intertwined, holding his body there.

    He lowered his head and looked at the two long swords in horror, and saw Meng Yuan reaching out and taking his sword from his hand.

    Then, in the frightened and angry gazes of the two middle-aged men, Meng Yuan swung two swords.

    Simple!  direct!  fatal!

    In the eyes of Master Huanzhu and another person, the long sword in the hand of the man in black turned into two lightning bolts. With just a flash, the two companions fell down.

    This was the first time they had seen such terrifying swordsmanship. The display of such a sword gave people a feeling of helplessness and irresistibility, like a god who was in charge of swordsmanship, wielding a sword at a height that surpassed that of mortals.  A sure-killing sword.

    "Seventh Sister"

    The last person next to Master Huanzhu was a scribe who was nearly thirty years old and beginning to enter middle age. Looking at Mengyuan, there was a hint of determination in his voice, and then without hesitation, he greeted Mengyuan.  He went up and swung the sword in his hand without hesitation.

    The sound of the sword cutting into flesh was heard, and the sword in Meng Yuan's hand pierced his chest, but his sword was easily avoided by Meng Yuan.  He suddenly stretched out his hand?Grabbed Mengyuan's sword and hissed.

    In the flash of green light, her gray clothes were like a rainbow, the Master of Pearls had already moved with all his strength, a short sword popped out from her sleeve, fell into her hand, and turned into a falling figure in the wind. The sword and the figure danced with an indescribable grace.  .

    The sword is like a fallen flower, and the man is like a wandering dragon. It changes rapidly and cannot be squared. The blade breaks through the air, and it is attached to the internal power of Emei's internal skills. It is like countless sharp blades are caught in the wind, and the sword is swept away.  Everything that comes in is cut into pieces.

    The final form of the Emei Catkin Sword Technique¡ª¡ªFalling flowers are colorful, and hundreds of flowers are withered!

    "It's a good idea to exchange your life for an opportunity, but it's meaningless."

    Looking at the scribe's eyes with the last hope, Mengyuan didn't even look at the Master Huanzhu who rushed towards her, but said with a serious face.

    He let go of the hilt of the sword in his hand, and then took a step back. With this step, he was so close to the end of the world.

    The more powerful the sword technique, the greater the consumption, and any sword technique has a limit on the attack distance. When Mengyuan walked out of the attack range of Huanzhu Master's sword, no matter how exquisite the sword was,  All become meaningless.

    Huanzhu Master¡¯s face turned pale and she gasped softly. The sword strike just now had already injured her more and more. All she had left was the strength to fight for the last time.

    "Give up, you are no match for me, your resistance is in vain."

    Mengyuan said, his voice contained magic power, which melted the opponent's fighting spirit.

    "The devil mourns the sky and cries the Great Compassion Curse!"

    A trace of despair flashed in Huanzhu Master Tai's eyes, and she suddenly bit the tip of her tongue hard. The severe pain restored clarity and determination to her eyes.

    She silently raised her sword, and the light of the sword became flickering.

    "Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng"

    Meng Yuan spat lightly, although the Magic Crying Great Compassion Curse is powerful, its effectiveness depends on the will of the other party, and those monks with advanced practices have strong resistance in this regard.

    ¡°That¡¯s a pretty good look. You¡¯ve already come to your senses, so let¡¯s take action.¡±

    A cyan blade appeared in Mengyuan's hand, and the atmosphere around him suddenly changed. An invisible aura opened up, and the dense sword aura was like fish scales under the moonlight, creating layers of chill.

    "Qi Hai Dao Wave"

    Huanzhu Shitai's breathing has calmed down. She took a deep breath and looked at Mengyuan with incomparable resentment in her eyes. If looks could kill, Mengyuan would probably be incinerated to ashes by her anger.

    She suddenly took a step forward, the wind suddenly rose, and her figure disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already in front of Mengyuan, within reach, and the dagger was extended, piercing Mengyuan's heart.

    "The Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng - Wind Traces Yaoyao"

    This is a sword technique that can be used both offensively and defensively. When used for defense, one can dodge more than ten feet in an instant. When used for offense, it is an assassination sword technique that is very suitable for surprise assassination.

    Like an antelope hanging its horns or a fragrant elephant crossing a river, it disappears without a trace.

    "very good."

    Meng Yuan praised approvingly, and the blade in his hand actually clicked on Master Huanzhu's sword as if he had expected it.

    "Ding"

    Blood light flashed, and the last thing Huanzhu Master saw was the cyan sword light.

    Silently accepted the package of the Jin family. When he left, Meng Yuan suddenly stopped, looking at a big tree, showing a joke.

    "What a pity, you're late."
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