Pushing the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 3
The setting sun is like blood on the western mountain, and the evening breeze brings a bit of chill in the mountains.

Wang Bei led two soldiers to the seventh tent.

Seeing the three people enter the camp, a yellow-faced man among Orion looked normal on the surface, but he was a little nervous.

It was still the same rhetoric. After Wang Bei finished speaking, it was still the soldier who stepped forward and began to read the barracks ban.

When everyone's attention was attracted by the pawn, Wang Bei stood with his hands behind his back and quietly took out a porcelain bottle from his back.

An imperceptible pungent smell quietly filled the tent!

First, when the injunction was read out, the soldier was dizzy and fell to the ground in a flash.

Then one by one, the hunters also fell to the ground powerlessly almost at the same time.

Wang Bei, who had been deliberately holding his breath, and another soldier had been prepared, and quickly retreated from the camp, leaving the yellow-faced man alone.

"Ecstasy smoke!"

The yellow-faced man's complexion changed drastically, and he felt his head swell and his feet weak.

He struggled to pick up the short knife from the side of the bed, took two steps in three steps, and split open the tent with one knife in embarrassment!

After escaping from the camp, the yellow-faced man shook his head, feeling that the situation had improved a bit.

But the body is inevitably affected, and the strength is greatly damaged.

He felt something was wrong and wanted to run away without thinking twice.

Two figures appeared and blocked his way.

Zhao Quan's originally simple and honest face was now fierce and terrifying under the light of the fire.

"Ma Rufeng, you are really courageous!"

"The Daqi royal family once said that anyone or any organization who dares to assassinate someone who bears the royal blood will be hunted down and wiped out with all their might! Didn't you intend to seek death!"

Ma Rufeng was in a predicament and was so anxious that he ignored Zhao Quan's sarcasm, and his eyes were fierce.

"Even so, you won't be able to keep me today!" He shouted, and charged at the two of them first with a knife!
A cold light flashed in Mu Yiming's eyes, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and stabbed out with a sword, like a cold lightning hitting the air, so fast!
Ma Rufeng, who originally made the move first, fell to the point of withdrawing his sword and parrying under this sword.

Zheng!
When the swords collided, the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, Ma Rufeng stepped back a few steps, and almost missed the sword.

His face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart.

If it weren't for the ecstasy smoke in his body, his head was dizzy and his body was weak, why would he be like this!
Ma Rufeng tried his best to go up again, fighting with Mu Yiming in a group, the sound of swords clashing could be heard endlessly.

Zhao Quan jumped up and slashed with his palms vertically, like a big axe, he also joined the battle group.

Ma Rufeng wanted to get away as soon as possible, but the two of them were like tarsus maggots and didn't give him a chance at all.

Wang Bei led Ping Guangwei to surround him, and Ma Rufeng's chance of escape became even more slim.

Prince Ping's son Qi Heng was under the heavy protection of soldiers, and looked at Ma Rufeng coldly, as if looking at a dying beast.

Mu Yiming attacked with a quick sword, and the momentum fell like rain!Zhao Quanluo slashed his palms like an axe, with great force!
Ma Rufeng, who was caught in the ecstasy smoke, was no match for Mu Yiming and Zhao Quan.

In a short period of time, he fell into a disadvantage, and his body was wounded in many places, bloody, and he looked miserable.

Sweeping across the numerous army formations from the corner of the eye, Ma Rufeng felt a sense of despair and desolation in his heart.

His face changed and changed, until finally his expression became firm, and there was a hint of madness and bloodthirsty in his eyes.

If you want my life, then I will give it to you!

After forcing Mu Yiming and Zhao Quan back with a knife, Ma Rufeng yelled bitterly, took out a pack of powdered medicine from his bosom, and swallowed it together with the paper on which it was wrapped.

There is a bit of hysterical madness mixed with his embarrassing behavior!
He chewed and swallowed, looking more like devouring the flesh and blood of those present.

Everyone who was caught by his eyes shuddered.

Zhao Quan's expression was solemn, as if he was facing a big enemy, Mu Yiming frowned slightly, and his expression changed.

In the end, Ma Rufeng's eyes, as if he wanted to choose someone, fixed on Qi Heng, who was heavily protected by the army.

He died here today, in the final analysis, because of this son.

If this son is not dead, he will feel uneasy under the nine springs!
In a few breaths, Ma Rufeng's skin turned red all over, like a cooked prawn, and his eyes were bloodshot, looking hideous and weird.

With Jiexue powder, the user will die of exhaustion of Qi and blood, even immortals cannot save it.

But during this period, the energy and blood are transpiring and burning, and can explode with strength that is several times better than usual. It is the ultimate miracle medicine that will die with everyone!
The value of gold is not worth a thousand taels, the key is that it is hard to find in the world, and it is extremely rare.

Ma Rufeng worked hard to find it, because of today's situation.

If he dies, he will never go alone on the road to Huangquan!
Ma Rufeng's face was ferocious, and he was full of murderous intent. He strode out with big strides, and made sunken footprints on the ground, heading straight for Qi Heng.

Zhao Quan and Mu Yiming jumped forward at the same time, each using their ultimate move to block Ma Rufeng.

Wang Bei was in the army and had never heard of the name of Jengxuesan.

I just feel that Ma Rufeng's desperate desire to perish together does not seem to be pretending.

"Change! Protect the prince!"

The army formation originally designed to besiege Ma Rufeng shrunk step by step, surrounded Qi Heng in the center, and retreated calmly and quickly to the distance.

With such changes, Qi Heng no longer had the appearance of being in control of the overall situation just now, but he also remained calm from beginning to end, with a calm and extraordinary demeanor.

Before Ma Rufeng's strength was greatly damaged by the ecstasy smoke, it was not Zhao Quan's opponent.

Now he took the exhausted blood to loose his fierce power, but he suppressed the two of them and beat them.

Seeing Qi Heng retreating further and further away, Ma Rufeng's emotions were agitated, and his strength exploded again.

He looked like a madman, spinning his body in the air, his sword was like a gust of wind, and he slashed three times in a row.

Clang clang!
Mu Yiming clenched his teeth and held the sword across, and in an instant the tiger's mouth split open and blood gushed out, dyeing the hilt red.

There was an imperceptible sound of bone cracking.

Mu Yiming's hand holding the sword hangs down weakly, the empty door is wide open, and Ma Rufeng's palm firmly imprints on his heart!
Click!

This sound was louder than before, and could be clearly heard within a hundred steps.

Mu Yiming's eyes were protruding, his heart was sunken, and he flew upside down like a tattered doll.

A mouthful of blood spit out in the air, fell to the ground and rolled a few times, and there was no more sound.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Quan's face changed drastically, and he retreated quickly.

Ma Rufeng galloped like flying, caught up with a few steps, and hit the head with a knife.

Zhao Quan avoided his sharp edge, did not dare to fight with him, but just dodged.

Fortunately, after Ma Rufeng erupted again earlier, he had reached his limit, and his strength began to turn from prosperity to decline, and it weakened extremely rapidly.

After a while, Ma Rufeng's face turned gray, his eye sockets were sunken, his muscles were shriveled and attached to his bones, his skin was no longer flushed, replaced by a pale, bloodless, ghost-like appearance.

"Die to me!" Ma Rufeng roared, and slashed again, extremely fierce.

Zhao Quan couldn't dodge in time, the strength of the saber reached his body, and a bright flower of blood bloomed from his chest.

He screamed in pain and staggered back.

As the oil was about to run out, Ma Rufeng jumped up, an abnormal flush flashed across his pale face, and he slashed down fiercely!

I want you to die with me!Ma Rufeng has a ferocious face.

Knowing that the fear of death and the desire for life are useless, Zhao Quan exploded with inner strength, palms up to the sky, and blocked it upwards!

Swish!
Zhao Quan is about to be cut in half by Ma Rufeng, at a critical moment!
A feathered arrow, like lightning, shot through the air...

(End of this chapter)