Great Song catcher

Chapter 101

Everyone was startled by the sudden scream.

"This is Murong Tian's voice!"

Wei Pingan stepped forward and rushed towards the dilapidated temple in front, and the rest of the people followed closely behind. Wei Pingan danced with a spear in his hand, and the blazing gun lights blasted on the gate of the temple like a spirit snake.

Boom!

Under the powerful gun light, the gate of the temple was instantly shattered.

And Murong Tian, ​​who disappeared at an unknown time before, is lying on the ground of the temple in a broken body at this moment. He has already lost his life. A hideous scar was torn on his chest. Full of horror.

Gusu Murongtian, the eldest son of the Gusu Murong family in the south of the Yangtze River, and one of the four great sons of the martial arts world, unexpectedly died in such a dead city that had been abandoned for thousands of years!

"how so!"

Wei Pingan yelled angrily, and smashed the spear in his hand fiercely to the ground.

Before the success of the teacher, he folded one person first, which made the haze in everyone's heart aggravated.

"Will Hall Master Lei be here?"

Nie Feng held the Bi Liu Sword in his hand, and looked around.

The interior of the temple was empty, and the ground was paved with polished stone bricks. Only the surrounding walls had traces of fighting. Lu Fengtian walked to the wall and looked at the deep traces on it, his complexion changed slightly.

"This person's skill is not inferior to mine!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Lu Fengtian's martial arts has already glimpsed the realm of the gods, and it can even be said to be the No. 1 martial arts in today's world. Those who can compare with his martial arts are all unborn masters.

"wrong!"

Lu Fengtian squeezed his hands into claws, gestured according to the notch on the wall, and continued: "This claw mark is not left by humans!"

"Mr. Lu means that these scratches are actually left by those monsters?" Nie Feng asked suddenly.

Lu Fengtian nodded solemnly and said, "That's right!"

"The traces of these scratches are completely different from human hands. Even the Red Eagle Jiudu of the Western Demon Cult cannot make such traces!"

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of all the people present sank.

If it is said that this scratch was left by the ecstasy masters of the public losers in the past, then everyone is not like this. After all, when manpower is exhausted, even the ecstasy masters will only have a lifespan of more than two hundred years, but if it is those monsters What is left is different.

After thousands of years, those monsters are still left in the dead city. Although they may not be the original monsters, after so many years, their strength may be stronger than the original monsters.

A monster whose strength is comparable to that of a master of ecstasy, and can even overwhelm an ordinary master of ecstasy, is a fatal threat to Nie Feng and the others!

"Come on!"

"There really are ghosts!"

At the same time, another hoarse roar came from outside the temple.

Nie Feng quickly glanced at the hall.

Murong Tian died tragically on the spot, Lei Ting's whereabouts are unknown, and the rest of the people are also in the palace right now...

No, not right!

There is one more person who is not here!

Jiang Shaoqing, the great son of the Mohists!
He didn't know what he found outside the temple just now, and he didn't follow everyone into the temple.

Thinking of this, Nie Feng immediately flew out of the hall, but Lu Fengtian was faster than him. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the temple, Lu Fengtian had already appeared in the school field outside, fighting a black humanoid creature.

Lu Fengtian has tremendous power in every move and every move, but that humanoid creature does not lose the wind at all!
Jiang Shaoqing was standing on the sidelines concentrating on watching the battle, and he didn't look injured, so Nie Feng was slightly relieved. After all, there are many institutions here, and with Jiang Shaoqing, a Mohist tycoon, it will be much easier for them to do things.

Since it wasn't Lord Jiang who screamed, who could it be?
Nie Feng frowned slightly, and a man wearing animal skins appeared in Nie Feng's eyes.

Nie Feng is no stranger to this man's attire, Wanyan Chong was like this at the beginning, he was wearing animal skin clothes, and the black and shiny iron gun in his hand proved his identity even more.

People from the Jurchen tribe actually came here, and it seems that they came in before them!
"A member of the Jurchen Ministry?"

As the commander of the Northland, Wei Pingan naturally had many contacts with the Jurchen tribe, so he also recognized the origin of the corpse.

"When we came in, the gates of the dead city were intact. How did they get in?" Tang Ruyi asked subconsciously.

But then he slapped his head and realized, "They must have come in from the second road!"

At this time, Lu Fengtian's battle was also on the verge of ending. The humanoid monster was crushed by Lu Fengtian, leaving only the body and head. teeth to bite Lu Fengtian's calf.

Such a terrifying and bloody scene shocked the hearts of everyone present.

These monsters are really immortal!
"It's useless to keep it, go to die!"

Lu Fengtian was also angry, and he slapped his right hand in the air, and endless white sharp rays suddenly appeared in his palm, directly smashing the monster's body into pieces.

Seeing this scene, Wei Ping'an's pupils shrank suddenly, and he slowly said four words.

"God's Will Thirteen!"

"what?"

Nie Feng didn't understand what it meant.

Young Master Bai said in a low voice: "The Thirteenth Will of Heaven is a martial art handed down from the ancient times. It is weird and unpredictable. It has the power to reach the heavens and the earth. It can mobilize thirteen kinds of power in the world to fight against the enemy. The move that League Leader Lu just displayed , is Jin Ge in "Tianyi Thirteen"!"

"Condensing the killing power of the golden weapon from the sky and the earth, it turns into endless sharpness to fight against the enemy!"

"It is said that Bai Qi, the massacre god in the Warring States period, Xiang Yu, the unrivaled overlord in the late Qin Dynasty, and Lu Bu, the demon god in the Three Kingdoms period, all practiced this set of martial arts!"

Young Master Bai said thoughtfully: "There are rumors in the Jianghu that Lu Fengtian is the descendant of the demon god Lu Bu. It seems that this statement is true."

After finishing the monster, Lu Fengtian came to the side of the man on the ground, with a trace of regret on his face, he shook his head at Nie Feng and the others.

"Ugh!"

Gao Susu sighed softly, "What is the origin of these monsters, they are so fierce, even after their limbs have been cut off, they still don't give up attacking the enemy."

"Answer……"

Wei Ping'an turned around, looked at the ruined Temple of Craftsman, and said, "It should be hidden in this temple..."

"strong!"

An exclamation came from the street not far away.

Everyone hurriedly looked around, only to see a few figures flying towards here like lightning.

One of them was an old acquaintance of Nie Feng.

The young master of the Jurchen tribe, Wanyan Chong!

Beside him was another girl, dressed in white bear fur, with a silver mask on her face, her cultivation was no weaker than Wanyan Chong's, and her aura even overwhelmed him.

And the most eye-catching thing is the middle-aged man behind the two of them, who looks like a Confucian scholar, but gives people an illusion of being one with heaven and earth.

Another master of ecstasy!
"Damn, I didn't expect him to come too..."

see this person.A wry smile appeared on the corner of Wei Ping's mouth.

(End of this chapter)