Sword inverse Nine Heavens

Chapter 161

The back mountain of Motianzong is connected with endless mountains. With the disappearance of the mountain protection array, that kind of restriction has disappeared, allowing Motianzong to reconnect with the outside world.

Murong Chang, who shuttled among the mountains and trees, gradually returned to his normal complexion. Although the hideous blood-red palm print on his back was a little fainter, it had a huge impact on Murong Chang.

This blood-red palm print was like a tarsal maggot, and Murong Chang tried everything he could to expel it from his body, and this palm print was not only as simple as it looked, but more importantly, this hideous palm print , Like a seal, half of Murong Chang's devilish energy was sealed, and the meridians around the palm print became blocked.

"Master, are you alright?"

On Murong Chang's chest, the blood-soaked clothes had already dried out, but Lu Fan still felt the turbulent breath from Murong Chang's body. Fan was pulled by Murong Chang's arm and galloped in the mountains.

"It's okay, let's speed up a little bit!"

There was no expression on Murong Chang's face, nor did he think about the current situation in the Motian Sect. No matter whether the Motian Sect existed or not, Murong Chang could not take Lu Fan back.Because Murong Chang knew that Lu Fan was the reason why the Blood Devouring Sect launched the attack on Mo Tianzong.Even if the Demon Sky Sect still exists and has repelled the Blood Devouring Gate, if Murong Chang brings Lu Fan back, the Blood Devouring Gate will also turn back.

And next time, can he escape with Lu Fan like this?Murong Chang didn't have an answer in his mind, so he didn't dare to gamble, he had to think of the worst in everything, and prepared for the worst, at least... that way he wouldn't be disappointed.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring back the sound transmission spar this time, otherwise I can also communicate with the suzerain. Let's see the situation."

Murong Chang made up his mind to take Lu Fan away from Motianzong, but he was still a little worried about the current situation of Motianzong.

The sound transmission spar is also very precious to the Motian sect. Last time, Murong Chang took a few from the sect because he went to the land of the dead. Now there is no sound transmission spar on Murong Chang, which made Murong I feel a little pity in my heart.

"See where you are going!"

Suddenly, Murong Chang heard a voice coming from behind, and a dozen figures kept chasing towards him, with faint blood and murderous intent, Murong Chang was shocked, and a savage look appeared on his face.

"Xiaofan, you run first, remember, no matter what, you can't return to the Demon Sky Sect, otherwise, the Blood Devouring Sect will attack the Demon Sky Sect endlessly!"

As more than a dozen figures approached behind him, under Murong Chang's tightly knit brows, a cold light appeared in his eyes. This cold light, like clear water in the twelfth lunar month, was icy cold and murderous.

"Master, I won't go!"

Hearing what Murong Chang said, Lu Fan refused without even thinking about it. Lu Fan also noticed the dozens of figures behind him. Although the aura of those dozens of figures were all at the general level, Murong Chang was seriously injured behind him. With so many people, Lu Fan was worried.

"Shut up, remember, you have to live. Only by living can you have hope. Get lost, or don't recognize me as a teacher!"

Murong Chang directly pushed Lu Fan out with all his strength, and the sound of an angry roar exploded in Lu Fan's ears, causing Lu Fan's body to gallop into the mountains without looking back after the force disappeared.

"Live, there is hope only if you live, Blood Devouring Gate, I, Lu Fan, will never die with you!"

Lu Fan's eyes turned red, and the murderous intent suddenly burst out from his body, but the speed under his feet continued to accelerate. He couldn't let Murong Chang create opportunities for himself in vain. He wanted to live and live for those who died for him. go down.

"Hmph, a bunch of bastards from the blood devouring door, I want to see what you guys are capable of!"

Murong Chang no longer suppressed the injuries in his body, and mobilized all the devil energy, allowing himself to reach a short-term peak.After running away from Mo Tianzong, Murong Chang took Lu Fan with him, so he didn't dare to fly in the air. He was afraid that the target would be exposed. Unexpectedly, they still caught up with them now, and the strength of the opponent made the seriously injured Murong Chang, He was faintly worried, so he chose to let Lu Fan go first without hesitation.

"Xiaofan, live well, no matter whether Motianzong still exists or not, you must never go back."

Seeing Lu Fan's figure disappear from his sight, a smile appeared on Murong Chang's face, and then he withdrew his gaze, which was filled with ice-coldness again, and the wood-attribute demonic energy all over his body was burning, which did not make people feel angry. Feeling a trace of vitality, but under the burning wood attribute magic energy, people feel a trace of the haze of death.

Yes, Murong Chang was burning his demon energy, because only in this way could he minimize the influence of the bloody palm print behind him, and be sure to stop the dozen or so people who were chasing him.

"kill!"

Dozens of figures in red robes stopped in front of Murong Chang. Seeing that there was no shadow of Lu Fan, there was a hint of hesitation in the eyes under the mask, and then he looked behind Murong Chang, and the corners of his mouth revealed happy look.

"Old guy, it's really great. You burn your devilish energy yourself, and get the chance to escape for your disciples, but how long can your devilish energy last?"

A red-robed man said disdainfully when he looked at the burning wood-attribute devilish energy on Murong Chang's body.

"Quick battle, quickly find Lu Fan!"

Another red robe said coldly, his eyes kept looking behind Murong Chang, worried in his heart, and hoped that Lu Fan would not run away.

"it is good!"

A dozen or so red-robed people nodded after hearing this, and immediately turned into a dozen or so red afterimages, rushing towards Murong Chang.The corner of Murong Chang's mouth cracked, revealing two rows of white teeth. After opening, he spat out a cold kill word.

The wood-attribute devilish energy all over his body burned more violently as the killing word blurted away. A long sword fell into Murong Chang's hand, and with a sway of his body, he also went up to meet it.

"Wrap your fingers softly, but you can break rigidity!"

Murong Chang's tone was extremely cold, his eyes were like knives and swords, pointing directly at people's hearts, and he murmured, countless wood attribute sword aura flew out from the long sword in his hand, these sword auras seemed to be indestructible real small swords Generally speaking, he flew towards more than a dozen red robes and met their attacks.

The martial arts performed by Murong Chang are the same as Yin Qi's, which is the finger-twisting and soft sword technique, but Murong Chang's finger-twisting and soft swordsmanship, when used, is a different scene, and there is a touch of tenderness in it. upright.

"Blood Sword!"

A dozen or so red robes shrank their pupils when they saw Murong Chang make a move, and rushed towards Murong Chang's body, retreating hastily, the short blade in their hands danced rapidly, facing the countless Sword Qi, the expressions on their faces under the masks changed drastically.

"puff!"

When Murong Chang saw their bodies receding, how could he miss such an opportunity, his body followed closely behind the spurting sword energy, and the long sword in his hand was like a life-threatening talisman, directly killing a red-robed general.

The strength of this red-robed general was mid-level generals, but under Murong Chang's attack, he had no chance to resist, and was directly drawn by Murong Chang's long sword following the sword qi, on his neck.

With the slash of the long sword, blood spewed out immediately, spilling a large area and turning into a thin blood mist.Murong Chang's body still didn't stop, he went straight through the blood mist, and got close to a red-robed general again.

The strength of this red-robed general is comparable to that of a low-level general. When Murong Chang looked over with cold eyes, he saw a trace of panic in his eyes under the mask, but Murong Chang's kindness obviously would not be used on him. His fingers protruded out, like hooks, and he grabbed the general's chest.A beating heart appeared in Murong Chang's hand.

"broken!"

Murong Chang's eyes were already bloodshot, and the green wood-attribute magic energy constantly burning on his body made Murong Chang look like a bloodthirsty Shura. He looked down at the beating heart, let out a sneer, and crushed it directly. .

"kill him!"

After killing two generals in a row, the remaining red robes showed a chill in their eyes. One of the red robes stopped the retreating tendency of his body, kicked his feet, and rushed directly.At this moment, the sword energy had disappeared, and the other red robes rushed over one after another, not to be outdone.

Two people died in an instant, which made them feel angry. Seeing that Murong Chang's sword energy had disappeared, they immediately launched an attack.The lingering blood-colored demon energy surged up, and the short blades in their hands, like the scythes of death, followed their ever-changing movements, attacking like ghosts and ghosts.

"Swinging the sword, you can see the sun through the clouds!"

After all, Murong Chang is a low-ranking martial arts master. Even though he is seriously injured in the back, his fighting power has not dropped much due to the burning of demon energy. Seeing the dozen or so red robes rushing towards him, Murong Chang has no expression on his face. Moved, the long sword in his hand swung again.The wood-attribute demonic energy immediately dispersed from the long sword, and with a special vibration method, it met the attacking short blades, causing these short blades to unnaturally lose their targets .

"Thunderbolt Sword!"

As a sword swung away more than a dozen short blades, the posture of the sword in Murong Chang's hand changed again. The shadow of the long sword could no longer be seen clearly in Murong Chang's hand, and finally seemed to disappear. In the eyes of the red robe, he was horrified again.

"Go back!"

Almost in unison, more than a dozen red robes yelled this sentence, but if they wanted to retreat, would they really have time?
"die!"

Murong Chang's figure, in an instant, left several afterimages on the spot, these afterimages were almost connected together, following a dead exit, a pool of blood bloomed again, and then, five streaks of blood in succession formed The fog of blood filled the woods.

"he……"

The remaining four red robes saw that the surrounding blood mist had not completely fallen, and the surrounding ground had already flowed into a stream of blood, converging in the low-lying places. Their eyes finally showed a hint of panic.

(End of this chapter)