In the Heavens

Swoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Arrows rained out from the jungle, and Li Mu, who had a quick reaction, shouted: Be careful, the enemy has an ambush!

A bad premonition has arisen in Li Mu's mind. This road is following the imprint left by the elders. Now there are only two possibilities for encountering the demon sect's ambush.

Either it was a trap set up by the members of the Demon Cult after several elders passed by; or the unique imprint of the Huashan School was deciphered by the members of the Demon Cult.

Before Li Mu could straighten out his train of thought, the bang bang sounded in his ears. Along with the rain of arrows, rolling stones continued to fall from both sides.

Everyone crowded in the narrow path, running high and low, constantly avoiding the boulders and arrow rain, and several people were injured in an instant.

Just as they were about to order a retreat, there was the sound of sword clashes at the foot of the mountain, and it was obvious that there were enemies ambushing behind them.

If you can't walk, then you can only fight. Not caring about preserving his strength, Li Mu jumped up and flew into the hands of the enemy's archers with two or three strikes, killing them.

Every time the sword light flickered, some disciples of the Devil's Cult died, and the bow and arrow team that was waiting in full battle was instantly disrupted by Li Mu.

When the opportunity presented itself, the Huashan disciples who accompanied him immediately followed up and fought hand-to-hand with the ambush members of the Demon Cult.

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Not far away, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a boy scolded angrily: Grim face ghost, what information are you looking for? Huashan faction has such a killer star, why didn't they know it in advance?

Li Qingzhong, the cold-faced protector known as the cold-faced ghost, darkened his face, and said angrily: Nonsense, if I knew in advance, could I not tell you!

If I hadn't seen Feng Qingyang, I would have thought it was the Juggernaut coming. Who knew that this little sword fairy who hadn't left the rivers and lakes was so powerful.

Originally thought that the Huashan faction was boasting about defeating Elder Jia, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Ghost Shadow, Yin Yang, you two have the best lightness kung fu, can you hold him for a stick of incense time?

Yan Chongbin, the evil god of yin and yang, sneered and said, Crimson ghost, I won't stop you from seeking Zhou Wenyuan's revenge. But if you want me to take my life, then let it go.

So what if I stop the time for a stick of incense? The group of Huashan disciples in front of you are not idle people. You have seen the ambush just now, and the dead are basically the trash of Pingyang Wulin.

Now we just caught them off guard. In terms of overall strength, we are no match at all.

The order given to us by the helmsman is to hold them back, and the time is almost up now. Wait a little longer, and the few newcomers to the small gang are almost exhausted, so it's time to withdraw.

To dawdle in the Demon Cult, ruthlessness is a must. If you don't want to be tricked to death by your colleagues, you must always be careful.

Just look at the little gangs that defected to the past. Before he could eat meat, he was beaten by the society first.

There are so many forces who have defected to the Sun Moon God Sect in previous wars between good and evil, but in the end there is only one Sun Moon God Sect in the world, and no vassal has made a big deal, which is enough to explain many problems.

Yin Mingtong: Ghost with a cold face, Yin Yang is right, now is not the time to be reckless. The war between good and evil has just begun, why don't you have a chance for revenge.

The Huashan faction will not stay in Shanxi forever, and it won't be too late to find Zhou's bad luck after they leave.

There are some things that cannot be avoided by one who does not want to. While the few people were talking, Li Muye's eyes had already been attracted.

Sudden attack, he was holding back his anger, for the sake of his physical and mental health, he had to vent it.

A little bit of evil fish from the Demon Cult obviously couldn't dispel the resentment in Li Mu's heart. After discovering a few people, he couldn't help but guide the battlefield to this side.

Nangong Wuxie, the most responsive Blood Moon Boy, shouted, No, we have been discovered. Should we fight or leave?

Before making a decision, a voice suddenly sounded.

Don't bother, you don't have to leave today!

Looking in the direction of the sound, Li Qingzhong said hesitantly: The wind... Qing... Yang...

Hearing this name, the other three were also trembling with fright.

Having spent most of their lives in the rivers and lakes, there are not many people who can scare them, but this person in front of them is one of them.

With the death of the ten elders, the word Feng Qingyang became a taboo in the Demon Cult, and they were also the last person they wanted to meet.

Without waiting for any hesitation, the four reacted and ran away separately. It's a pity that it was too late, Feng Qingyang's sword was faster than they expected.

The moment they turned around, the bodies of the two people were separated. The other two only ran less than ten feet away, and followed in the footsteps of the former.

Li Mu, who witnessed all this with his own eyes, was stunned. Rao knew that Feng Qingyang was very powerful, but he never imagined that he could be so powerful.

Perhaps the current Juggernaut is the pinnacle, with the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, and the human sword is integrated. There is no flaw in the whole body, and it can already be called invincible.

If it wasn't for the sudden accident of the Huashan faction that broke his state of mind, maybe Feng Qingyang would be able to forge his own path in the way of swordsmanship and become a figure similar to Zhang Sanfeng.

With the addition of a killing god, the Demon Cult's side was in a bad situation in an instant. No matter who it is, as long as it stands in front of him, it will be a sword.

At this moment, killing people seems to have become an art, and the death is so harmonious, as if it should be like this.

Li Mu, who was immersed in it, suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and a sense of coolness rushed straight to the nerves of his brain.

After realizing it, Li Mu was secretly glad. Dugu Jianyi, who was obsessed with Feng Qingyang just now, was almost taken astray.

Deep in his heart, Li Mu reminded himself again: There is no strongest martial arts in this world, only the most suitable martial arts.

Forcibly practicing martial arts that don't suit you, no matter how powerful you are, you won't be able to go far.

The Feng Qingyang in front of him can already be regarded as the second to Dugu Qiubai, but he is not Dugu Qiubai after all.

Unless he gets out of Dugu Sword Intent, or develops something new based on it, he will never be able to get rid of the shadow of Dugu seeking defeat.

The scene full of art frightened many demon cultists. They ran away one by one, wishing their parents didn't have two extra legs.

Panic is contagious. From the moment the first person took the lead and ran away, the morale of the cannon fodder of the Demon Cult collapsed, and the birds and beasts scattered in an instant.

Seeing that the overall situation has been decided, Feng Qingyang smiled at Li Mu and said, I'll go ahead and have a look, I'll leave this place to you!

After finishing speaking, he ignored everyone's eager eyes and flew away directly.

Come without a shadow, go without a trace. Putting on the air of a master, Li Mu even doubted whether Feng Qingyang had forced the king to reincarnate.

In any case, people in the arena have one thing to do. The reason why a legend is a legend is because it is far enough away from everyone's life.

If he is really approachable and gets along with everyone, I am afraid it will be another story.