Difficulty: So I am an undercover villain

Chapter 285 A Melee Fight Between Men
Underworld cave entrance.

Suddenly there was a bang, and Wutian broke out of the boundary. He who had just experienced the battle did not restrain himself, and the tyrannical aura swept across the world.

Fortunately, the Taishang Mansion has already relocated Dao Town, otherwise it is unknown how many people were killed or injured.

Above the nine heavens, the Sinking King raised his hands high, and the strange power had already accumulated into a force.

Seeing Wutian's figure, the righteous father's order sounded in his mind, and the sinking king's big fan-like hand covered him down.

"Eat shit!"

Qingtian slapped the target with a palm of fire.

Wutian, who had just left Youdu, was beaten to the ground by fierce palms.

"court death!"

After landing, the angry Wutian clasped his hand to accept Yuan.

However, without waiting for him to fight back, three cold sword glows came across the air, and there was no room for breathing.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The sudden attack made Wutian's eyes turn cold, and the hatred was transferred from the sinking king in the sky, and the Yuan Gong condensed in his hands came out to meet the galloping sword energy.

Ding ding, boom!

Two clear sounds mixed with a roar, a wave of air swayed, and the three figures retreated under the impact.

"This is Wutian?"

Ren Pingsheng stabilized his figure, with a hint of horror in his tone.

It's unimaginable that a hasty slap can easily resolve the ambush of the three of them, and the remaining momentum can force them back.

It's no wonder that the righteous path in adversity has the idea of ​​destroying Youdu by its hands, and it's really bad luck for the demons to frighten the seat.

Although shocked, Ren Pingsheng had no intention of retreating, the three of them looked at each other, and Qi Feng killed Wutian.

The Sinking King in the sky, after sending out a palm, his aura dropped rapidly, and his inner energy was exhausted. In order not to cause trouble, he didn't stop, and drove his clumsy body staggeringly away from the battlefield.

And below, the sound of battle resounded.

The shepherd's double fronts waved continuously.

Ren Ping's life is single-handed, with no self, and the cold air freezes the pulse.

The fortune-teller's sword is fierce and refined.

The three of them are all top swordsmen in the world, even though they are not familiar with each other, they can cooperate tacitly with their advanced swordsmanship.

All kinds of swords are shining, and they cooperate seamlessly, which makes Wutian entangled for a while, unable to get rid of.

After a moment of fierce fighting, Wutian was already irritable, he was still thinking about Su Huanzhen, and he didn't want to stay here any longer.

The murderous intent appeared in the eyes, the magic palm was raised instantly, and the power of near god came out at the right time.

In an instant, the world was in a turmoil, and the dust was swept away.

With a casual slap, the magical palm blasted out.

There was a sudden explosion, and there was no way to avoid it. The faces of the three Mu Shens changed slightly, their figures turned around, and their footwork converged sharply.

The three of them gathered together to resist Wutian Shenwei. When the sword power condensed, the magic power had already arrived.

At the moment of contact, the sword's power was stopped, and then collapsed, and the remaining force hit the body unimpeded. The three of them vomited red as if they had been hit hard.

vomit!
After stabilizing his figure, Ren Pingsheng wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and gave a soft drink.

"Retreat with the last blow!"

"it is good!"

The task was just consumption, and the other two naturally had no objection and responded one after another, and they also knew that Wutian was not something they could fight against, and if they continued to fight, they might be in danger of death.

Opinions were unified, Ren Pingsheng held the sword in his right hand, and breathed out the cold mist, absorbing the nine-day cold current into his body.

"Nine Heavens Sudden Cold!"

The cold air poured into the sword body, and the Danfeng sword floated in the air.

In an instant, the azure blue sword light passed through the territory like cold sky, and it was as cold as ice.

Seeing this, the fortune-teller turned around and swung the front, all the sword energy that had been stored in the dantian for a hundred years was mobilized at this moment, and attached to the single-front sword body.

With a swift move of sword qi, the cold light that surpassed Ren Pingsheng was the first to shoot at the airflow of Wutian's bodyguard.

There was only a piercing sound, and the sharp sword energy broke through the airflow and took away a strand of Wutian's hair, followed by a cold glow.

The ice bloom exploded, and thousands of crystal fronts turned into cold air to freeze the gap in the air flow, which actually delayed the recovery of his protective air shield.

At the same time, the ultimate move of the God of Mu is also brewing and completed, but seeing the nine songs and two fronts are high-spirited, reappearing the famous move of the past.

【Mu Tian You Dao Fang Shen Wu Trace】

The two swords rotated alternately, both rigid and soft, and the two swords rushed out, heading straight for the gap.

After the sword qi, he was shocked to see a figure rushing towards Wutian. In order to consume more of his strength, Mu Shen forcibly raised his primordial power to make up a supplementary move at the expense of his own foundation.

"No!"

Ren Pingsheng shouted, but it was too late to stop.

Jiu Ge raised his swords high, and slashed down at the gap in anger.

The protective airflow was broken, the hair was broken, Wutian was furious, and with the power of heaven and earth in his palm, he slapped away the Jiuge sword energy.

Immediately, facing Mu Shen's sword slashing head-on, Wutian raised his hand and stretched out the protective airflow.

The white jade-like hand grasped Mu Tian Jiuge as easily as gold and iron, and then with a swirl of the palm, sparks burst out, and majestic force surged out.

Mu Shen only felt a numbness in his arms, followed by a sweetness in his throat, and he flew upside down.

However, Wutian didn't intend to let him go, as he raised his palm angrily, the power of near god came out again, and the magic energy charged at the god of shepherd with anger.

At the moment of crisis, loud shouts came from outside the court.

"The cold sky freezes the smoke and snow!"

Jianmang came to sweep the snow and blocked between Mushen and Wutian, the strength of the palm and the sword energy exploded, and the billowing force swept across the field.

Mu Shen was affected, and was injured again in the air, and his figure accelerated and flew backwards.

When he was about to land, Ren Pingsheng, who had been prepared for a long time, flew to catch him.

"It's not that you can retreat with one blow, what are you doing so hard!"

Looking at Mu Shen lying in his arms and vomiting blood, Ren Pingsheng was very puzzled. You are too dedicated to this kind of desperate style of play!

"I owe him a lot."

Mu Shen spoke intermittently with blood in his mouth.

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng was speechless.

On the other side, Wutian yelled at the villain.

"You are looking for death!"

After all, he palmed the power of the six realms, reappeared the six rounds of revolution, the power of destroying the world shook the world, and the world was silenced.

【Six Paths. Nirvana】

Facing Wutian's killing intent, Jian Feidao was shocked but fearless, with a straight face.

"Jian Feidao does not allow evil spirits to run rampant!"

Jian Feidao jumped up, and the Dao sword in his hand forgot to condense his lifelong belief, turning into a sword of fairy dust.

As the extreme moves of both sides were about to be released, three auras came out from a distance to frighten the sky.

Sensing this familiar aura, Wutian actually stopped the preparation of the move, raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

"Su is true!"

Then it turned into a black awn and swept towards the direction of the breath.

Before the lingering sound fell, it had disappeared.

Seeing that Wutian ran away, Jian Feidao was still a little dazed, but Mu Shen pushed Ren Pingsheng away and was about to chase after Sanhuan Peak.

"Alas~"

Ren Pingsheng hurriedly pulled him back: "You are an old bone, your daughter is already so old, why are you still making such a fuss?"

"You purr."

Being dragged by someone, and hearing Ren Pingsheng's joke-like words, Mu Shen's eyes widened, his Qi and blood were not flowing, and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

Ren Pingsheng didn't seem to know, pointed at the corner of Mu Shen's mouth and said: "Look, it's full of blood."

Shepherd Mu rolled his eyes, he couldn't catch his breath, and was completely pissed off.

Three phantom peaks.

The black light came galloping, and when it was about to climb the peak, two powerful forces rose into the air to stop it.

Wutian frowned, pressed the light and landed at the foot of the mountain.

As soon as he landed, Fang Chiming and Long Jian, the ghosts, came from left and right, each holding a blood knife and a fire halberd.

"If you want to get to the top of the mountain, you need to pass our pass!"

Long Jian wore a blue battle robe, and incarnated as the ruler of the deep sea, he was mighty and extraordinary, but his words were very gentle.

"It's up to you."

Wutian's contemptuous words fell, and a voice sounded behind him.

"And me, brother!"

Turning around, I saw a green domineering figure walking towards the sky with his hands dragging, the blade dragged on the ground and sparked fireworks, igniting a road of fireworks.

"One knife for life, one knife for death, you don't know how to cut to see the sky!"

King Xuan stood still, and the three of them formed a siege. Several people confronted each other at the foot of the mountain, their aura gradually rose, and when they were about to break through the peak, Guifang Chiming shouted and took the lead.

"When you see the Lord, don't salute!"

Chixue Zhan danced and waved his shadow, the blade blazed, and came to kill wildly. The dragon and sword moved at the same time, and the burning sky halberd stirred the waves and turned the sea tide and scorching wind.

The two surrounded and killed Wutian, one left and one right.

"salute?"

Facing the encirclement, Wutian remained unmoved, but was irritated by Chiming's words, and saw his figure dodge lightly to avoid the ghost square's blood cut, holding the black and white airflow in his back hand to block the dragon's halberd, and then took the sword of the six paths with the other hand I can slap Chi Ming's chest with all my strength.

The first knife fell to the ground, and Gui Fang couldn't finish his move. He stood up and took Wutian's palm alone, and was severely injured in an instant.

Wow!
A mouthful of blood spurted out.

This palm was obviously to vent his anger for Chi Ming's hey just now.

With all his strength, Guifang Chiming was shot flying out without any resistance, and didn't stop until he hit the mountain.

There was a roar, and the gravel fell to the ground and smoke and dust exploded.

But here, Wutian held the Fentian Halberd in his right hand and pressed down, while Long Jian was trying to wrestle at the other end. During the struggle between the two, the body of the halberd began to bend, and Long Jian gradually rose.

The scene was actually lifted up by Wutian little by little, and then the long halberd brought Long Jian down suddenly.

boom!
Under the huge force, when his body hit the ground, Long Jian felt his viscera vibrate violently.

Just when Wutian held up the long halberd to take the life of the dragon, the gravel behind him suddenly exploded, and the red figure rushed out, swinging the knife with both hands and killing with heavy force.

"Red Shadow Reverse Slash!"

Xue Zhan slashed down, Wutian turned around and swung his halberd to block.

when!
The clash of swords and halberds collided with the trembling sound of the sky and the earth, and the air waves swept around.

Immediately, Gui Fang Chiming jumped up and shook, and the light of the sword struck from all directions.

The flame knife ignites the fire and ignites the killing song.

Facing the red life attack, even though he didn't know how to use the halberd, Wutian managed to keep Fen Tian's halberd dance in an airtight manner.

Dangdangdang
A series of slashing sounds resounded all over the field, and Chi Ming's storm-like saber style was heard at the moment.

After a brief exchange of blows, Wutian gradually felt impatient, the body of the halberd was shaken and the ghost Fang died, and then jumped into the air.

Standing high in the sky, he threw the Fentian Halberd towards Longjian, and then he grasped the power of Fengyun, and then used six moves to approach the gods.

"Six Paths. Wind Meteor!"

The wind blew and the clouds fell, a sense of suffocation permeated the hearts of Gui Fang Chi Ming and Long Jian, which actually caused an irresistible feeling in their hearts.

Long Jian caught the Fentian Halberd that was shot at him, was carried away by it for dozens of steps, stabilized his figure, and exchanged a glance with Gui Fang Chiming, the two knew that it was time to fight desperately.

But at this moment!

The wind and cloud left in shock, and the world suddenly saw the scene of thousands of demons in the prison.

"let me!"

King Xuan, who had been motionless all this time, released his magic and martial restrictions, soared into the sky, and with the power of ten thousand demons in his hand, he slashed towards Wutian Jiju in the wind.

Hearing the sound, Long Jian and Chi Ming stopped their movements and retreated to the edge of the battlefield.

Up to now, although they have been beaten, the two of them have tried their best, and they are no longer ready to attack, but to save their strength and prepare to meet King Xuan.

This is also King Xuan's request, he wants to fight his brother head-on.

Above the sky, the myriad demons collided with the wind, and there was a loud bang, the powerful force scattered the clouds and vapors in all directions, the dark night sky became clear, and the moonlight took the opportunity to sprinkle down, covering the earth with a layer of silver.

Immediately, King Xuan was shaken all over, his hair crown was scattered, he stood in the air, and fell into a trance for a while. After a while, he slowed down and laughed.

"happy!"

Wutian looked down at King Xuan, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help admiring.

"You are the first person to take this move and still be unscathed."

"Your brother, I am not lazy these days!"

King Xuan chuckled, raised his head and looked at Wutian, with fighting spirit in his eyes.

Wutian stood with his hands behind his back, vomited indifferently.

"Whatever you can do, let's do it!"

"Alright!"

King Xuan shouted loudly, surrounded by green haze and dusty sky, dangerous areas.

Dust is silent, let's go!

Seeing the green haze coming towards him, Wutian didn't resist and let it wrap him. Countless green hyphae wanted to erode him, but he was bounced away by the black and white airflow outside his body.

In Chenmo's coma, King Xuan ascended to the same position as Wutian, and looked at him.

Suddenly, King Xuan grinned, the sky cut in his hand fell loose, and fell into the boundless dust and haze.

"How about a hand-to-hand fight between men?"

"as you wish!"

In response to the sound, Wutian took the lead in attacking, and rushed towards King Xuan in a flash, and the evil dragon appeared in circles.

Long Yin shook the sky.

A punch hit King Xuan's face.

"Good come!"

Feeling the compelling aura emanating from Wutian Fist, King Xuan did not dare to be careless, so he raised his hand to absorb all the green energy around him, and pulled it out with a single palm.

boom!
Fists and palms collided, making a dull sound, and the gust of wind blew the three thousand hairs of the two people, and then the energy spread and stirred up the dust, silence, confusion, green haze, and boiling.

King Xuan only felt a pain in the palm of his hand, strong force poured down his arm into his limbs, his chest sank, and a suffocating feeling came to his heart.

Before it was too late to adjust, Wutian's second offensive followed.

King Xuan only had time to raise his hand to resist.

Bang!
Immediately afterwards, one punch after another, King Xuan who was frustrated by one move could only be beaten passively, as if he had no power to resist.

In an instant, he was covered with scars, his face was blue and purple, and his arms were even more swollen.

"Just, that's it?"

A disdainful voice sounded in the storm.

King Xuan didn't respond, and was beaten silently, not only because of lack of strength, but also to consume more power of Wutian, so as to win a greater chance of winning for the brother on the top of the mountain.

"What are you holding on to!"

Seeing that he was silent, Wutian's voice sounded again.

This time King Xuan spoke up.

"In the past, you prevented me from going astray, but today, I will pull you back!"

At this time, King Xuan's mouth and nose were already bloody and bloody, but his pair of clear eyes revealed incomparable firmness.

Wutian was slightly taken aback by King Xuan's eyes, but soon turned indifferent.

"Then, show off your strength!"

Indignantly, he punched King Feixuan with a fist, and then he mastered the six ways, and the move of being close to the gods came into being.

"Six Paths. Starfall!"

King Xuan was also unequivocal, creating the third absolute in the sky to go beyond the limit.

"Chuangtianjue. Ten thousand demons,"

After a pause, thousands of demon souls filled the dust and became stunned.

"Swallow the world!"

The deep voice fell, and the demon souls gathered into a sea, rushing towards the falling meteor like a wave of demon disaster.

With a bang, the extreme power spread, and the dust exploded in an instant.

Dust was in a daze, and after handing over the god of animal husbandry to Jian Feidao, Ren Pingsheng and the fortune-teller arrived in the form of light. When they first arrived, they saw the scene of the pillar of green haze bursting.

The power poured out violently, and instantly emptied the mountains, rocks and trees in a radius of a hundred miles.

Ren Pingsheng opened his mouth, his face full of shock.

"Anyone can fight him to such an extent!"

After the green haze dissipated, three figures appeared in the field.

Wutian stood in the sky, with no difference in his expression, and besides King Xuan, there was an extra person from nowhere, and this person was the divine right of kings.

At this moment, the two of them were standing on the ground, covering their hearts in unison, their faces full of pain.

"It turns out that there is a spirit close to the gods hidden in the body, no wonder you can fight against me once or twice."

Sensing that [-]% of the primordial power in his body had gone, Wutian's heart sank slightly, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He let out a cold snort and flung his sleeves and continued to fly to the top of the mountain.

These people gave him a particularly familiar feeling, so he didn't kill them.

In fact, after fighting one after another, his hatred has almost dissipated, and now he is just holding his breath.

After Wutian left, Chi Ming and Ren Pingsheng who arrived later surrounded him.

Before he got close, King Xuan reached out to stop him.

"Don't come near us!"

As soon as the words fell, the rest of the power of being close to God erupted from the two of them, forming a circle of storm, and under the agitation, everything around them turned into dust.

Outside the circle, Ren Pingsheng stretched out his fingers to touch the storm, and a layer of flesh was cut off in an instant.

"Sharp energy."

This kind of power far surpassed the coldness in his body, and he was too scared to move lightly.

After the rest of the energy dissipated, in the central area, King Xuan and Jun Quan lay on the ground and lost consciousness.

Chi Ming and Long Jian hurried forward to check their situation.

And Ren Pingsheng also shook his head and walked over.

"Another lunatic, no, two!"

When he came to the halfway up the mountain, Wutian paused.

"come out!"

With a soft drink, four familiar figures walked out.

In a one-page book, Smiling Red Dust, Red Dragon Shadow, and Ye Xiaochai stand in the positions of Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qinglong, White Tiger, and Sifang respectively.

The engraving of the holy beast appeared under the feet.

"It's you again!"

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(End of this chapter)