Iron Cross Fire

Duan Yu did not respond immediately. He looked behind Moruoye, his face changed, and he said in surprise: "Master, look over there, is it someone from the Rakshasa tribe?"

Yes, Duan Yu lied. There were only the two of them around, and there was no one around. He said this just to deliberately divert Moruoye's attention.

Moruoye didn't know it was a trick, so he turned his head to look.

"This place is suitable for killing people. Go to hell, you stinky monk!" At this moment, Duan Yu's face was ferocious, and he shouted loudly, raising his hand and hitting Moruoye's back hard.

Yes, Duan Yu meditated for several hours, and finally found Moruoye's weakness in the Buddhist skills, and this weakness was the position of Moruoye's back.

"Huasheng, you..."

Feeling a strong force coming from behind, Moruoye was extremely shocked and angry. He never thought that his disciple, who had always been dutiful in front of him, would suddenly attack him.

At this moment, Moruoye wanted to dodge, but Duan Yu was too fast and he couldn't hide at all.

Bang!

This palm, which contained Duan Yu's tenth level of power, hit Moruoye's back hard. He groaned and flew up directly, flying more than a hundred meters, and finally hit a rock.

Puff!

The moment he landed, Moruoye spurted out a mouthful of blood, then struggled to stand up, staring at Duan Yu from a distance: "Huasheng, you... you traitor, you want to kill your master?"

Master?

Hearing these two words, Duan Yu's eyes were bloodshot and locked tightly on Moruoye. The anger in his heart rose. He roared: "Stinky monk, don't put on a respectful attitude in front of me. You hurt me so badly, I wish I could tear you into pieces!"

This Moruoye first destroyed his life, and then forced himself to become a monk. This humiliation will never be forgotten for a lifetime!

At the same time, Duan Yu was secretly shocked.

Damn, this stinky monk was hit by his palm, but he didn't die, and he could still hold on. His strength is really terrifying.

Yes, Moraya has profound Buddhist knowledge and is protected by Buddhist skills. Although he was seriously injured by Duan Yu, his life was not in danger.

"What a wicked disciple!"

Hearing Duan Yu's words, Moraya was furious, and then he thought of something and asked: "Let me ask you, those sect disciples who were with you before..."

Haha...

Before he finished speaking, Duan Yu laughed up to the sky, his face full of ferocity and madness: "Stinky monk, now that things have come to this, I have told you that those sect disciples were killed by me on the sea, leaving no one alive."

"Those sects claim to be famous and authentic, but in fact they are all hypocrites, especially Tianmen. What is the so-called justice for the heaven? Isn't it just an excuse for Yue Feng to fight for fame and fortune? It's not a pity to die." M.

When he said the last sentence, Duan Yu's eyes flashed with cruelty.

"You..." Hearing this, Moraya was shocked and angry, and he regretted it very much in his heart.

He never thought that Duan Yu was hiding so deeply. He had pretended to be his master before. Moreover, he was so cruel and killed so many people.

If he had known this, he should have killed him directly.

"Stinky monk, don't look at me with such eyes. All this is caused by you!" Duan Yu screamed wildly.

"And now, it's your turn. Die!"

Duan Yu roared wildly, summoned the Axe of Creation directly, held it tightly in his hand, and rushed towards Moruoye like a ghost.

Buzz!

Duan Yu at this time was filled with endless murderous intent. The Axe of Creation was swung, and the whole sky was covered with golden light. The power was so terrifying.

Seeing Duan Yu bursting out, Moruoye was extremely angry. He raised his hands and operated the Buddhist hand seal to try to resist!

Boom!

The two sides collided in the air, and a loud noise broke out, and Duan Yu and Moruoye each retreated dozens of steps.

Damn!

Duan Yu was shocked and furious. He had never expected that Moruoye could still burst out with such power after being severely injured by him. For a moment, his eyes were extremely bloodshot, and he was more determined to kill Moruoye.

"You will die today, and even the gods can't save you!" After saying this coldly, Duan Yu tightly grasped the Axe of Creation and rushed up again.

Moruoye did not respond. He activated the Buddhist skills and fought fiercely with Duan Yu in mid-air.

....

At this moment, a huge abyss more than ten miles away from the ruins of the Chaos Mountains is already in the realm of the wild and strange domain.

At the edge of the abyss, hundreds of Rakshasa soldiers riding hungry wolves were waiting there quietly. They were the Wild Wolf Group of the Rakshasa Clan.

At this time, the warriors of the Wild Wolf Group stood at the edge of the abyss, carefully looking at the magma surging at the bottom nearly a thousand meters below, with great fear on their faces.

Whoosh!

At this moment, several figures came quickly. The leader, wearing a black animal skin cloak and with a cold face, was Meng Ao.

"Prince!"

Seeing Meng Ao, the warriors of the Wild Wolf Group spoke in unison, extremely respectful.

Meng Ao looked around and said coldly: "You said you found clues about the king, where is it?"

When saying this, Meng Ao was very angry. He was about to become the new Rakshasa King, but there was news about his father.

"Prince!" The leader of the Wild Wolf Group walked over quickly and said carefully: "We just searched here and found traces of fighting here, and there are fragments of the king's armor on the rocks below."

As he said, the leader of the Wild Wolf Group pointed to a place on the stone wall of the abyss below.

Swish!

Hearing this, Meng Ao looked down and saw a piece of armor fragment flashing a cold light on a protruding rock wall 100 meters below. It was exactly what fell from the armor of the Rakshasa King.

Could it be... my father is down there?

Seeing this scene, Meng Ao muttered to himself, and then ordered the people around him: "You just stay here, I'll go down and take a look."

"Yes, Prince!" Hundreds of wild wolves responded in unison.

The leader also hurriedly said: "Prince, be careful, it's unfathomable down here, and the bottom is full of magma."

Meng Ao didn't waste any words, pulled out the bone scimitar on his body, jumped up, and jumped down.

Every time he descended a few dozen meters, Meng Ao would use his internal force to insert the bone knife into the rock wall to slow down the force of falling.

After a few dozen seconds, Meng Ao finally reached the bottom of the abyss.

I saw that the bottom was full of rolling magma, and more than ten meters above the magma, a huge platform extended from the rock wall. The platform was the size of a basketball court. At the junction of the platform and the rock wall, there was a narrow cave, and no one knew where it led to.

At the entrance of the cave, a burly figure sat there, his armor was tattered, blood all over his body, and he was extremely weak, but his eyes were still shining.

It was the Rakshasa King.

Yes, the fierce battle with Yang Jian at that time caused the collapse of the Chaos Mountains and the fission of the earth. After that, the Rakshasa King and Yang Jian fell and fell into this abyss.

"Father!"

Seeing the Rakshasa King, Meng Ao was shocked, hesitated, walked over quickly, and couldn't help calling softly.

At this time, Meng Ao tried to remain calm on his face, but he was panicking in his heart.

It's bad, my father is really not dead, then it seems that I can't hide the fact that I killed my eldest brother.

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