The magic patterns on the surface of those shields also changed at the same time, turning into chains, tightly tying themselves to the end of the long stick.
The big man in the silver cloak was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party had left so many back-up plans.
He only needed to shake it hard at this moment. Although the shield seemed to be fierce, it would never be able to get stuck on the long stick, but it would only take a very short time, and it would not be able to hit Mu Sha who was coming at him.
"Let's see how strong your defense is!"
The big man in the silver cloak withdrew his hands at the same time and shouted loudly. He had already given up his long stick Dharma Treasure, and the magic power in his hand was directed at Mu Sha like a tide.
"Bang bang bang..."
In less than half a breath, Mu Sha's body was blown away like a rag sack. After pulling out a long black afterimage, it hit the ground heavily.
At this moment, the big man in the silver cloak in the void had his clothes on his chest torn to pieces, and blood marks were drawn on his body.
The big man gasped violently for a few breaths, with a look of horror in his eyes.
"This person's "White Bone Patterned Armor" has actually cultivated to such an extent that he can break through the Nascent Soul Cultivator body-protecting aura..."
Of course he knew what those colorful bone spurs on Mu Sha's body were. They were Black Devil Race's self-abuse technique "White Bone Stained Armor".
Golden Core Realm used this bone armor in the mid-term of Mu Sha. He desperately tried his best to first use a trick to hold himself back Dharma Treasure so that he could not immediately return reinforcements.
Afterwards, Mu Sha used Black Devil Race's strongest close attack, a violent close attack.
Mu Sha's practice of "Bone-spotted Armor" must have reached an extremely advanced level, and it actually broke through his own body-protecting aura, which made the big man in the silver cloak look in disbelief.
Although it only left blood marks on his body and did not cause much damage, it was enough to make others shocked. In the mid-term battle between the Golden Core Realm and Nascent Soul Early Stage, the opponent even hurt himself.
"Can you fight across levels? Hmm... the gap is just a gap. No matter how strong you are, how much can you hurt me? Die!"
Looking down at Mu Sha lying on the edge of the "lake" in a pile of mud, the big man in the silver cloak made a move, and the long stick flew into his hand again.
With a strong jolt, the long stick trembled violently, and a shadow formed at both ends. The black magic pattern shield that was still spinning at the head of the stick suddenly fell into pieces and flew away in all directions.
In the mud pit below, Mu Sha was already dying, and all the Root Bone thorns on his body had been broken.
Although the big man in the silver cloak was not a physical practitioner, Nascent Soul Realm's physical body and protective aura completely blocked his crazy attacks.
At this moment, blood was pouring out from the blood holes on Mu Sha's body, and most of his black clothes were broken into pieces.
But what is surprising is that the blood coming out of those blood holes only started to slow down for a moment, as if it was blocked by someone's hands.
If you look carefully, you can see that there are actually granules slowly starting to squirm!
Mu Sha's eyes looked at the night sky, still neither happy nor sad, but they had lost their luster. He had experienced too many battles, and death was only a matter of time.
"Boom!"
The head of a stick pierced Mu Sha's chest directly, driving him deep into the mud in an instant.
With this sound
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After the loud noise, the big man in silver cloak fell heavily to the ground with his legs, sinking deeply into the ground, splashing countless soil and flying. This blow poured all the mana in his body into the air.
The big man in the silver cloak took a heavy breath. After the mana was poured out in an instant, coupled with the heavy consumption of digging the ground before, he felt exhausted both physically and mentally at this moment.
Divine Sense reached into the ground, and sure enough, his long stick had been inserted directly into the opponent's chest, and Mu Sha was completely breathless.
"Bah! Damn it, why don't you die... Let's see if you're not dead yet!"
The big man in the silver cloak exerted force with one hand and inserted and pulled out a long stick. As the long stick was pulled out, a blood arrow was also pulled out by him.
There was a flash of light in his other hand, and a bottle of Pill appeared in his hand. His mana had reached a low point at this moment, and he needed to recover as soon as possible before he rushed back to the sect.
And just as he pulled out the long stick, the big man suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did Mu Sha's body not explode into a ball of blood mist under his full blow?
At that moment, there was a boundless palpitation in my heart, rising up!
"Not good!"
He instinctively wanted to jump into the sky. In an instant, there was a cold light flashing in the bloody arrow that shot out from the long stick, incredibly fast.
In a flash, he was at his feet. The man in the silver cloak was so frightened that he could only desperately summon up the last remaining mana in his body.
"Bang!"
The protective mask shattered in an instant, and then the big man in the silver cloak felt a coldness in his crotch, and then a sharp pain came from between his legs below. Then his Nascent Soul was numb all over, and he could no longer move.
Immediately afterwards, a figure emerged from the ground. The next moment, the man punched one after another into afterimages, all of which hit the Dantian of the big man who was standing there blankly.
The sound of "Bang Bang Bang..." was heard endlessly, and the big man in the silver cloak seemed to be convulsed in the wind, and his body was shaking continuously.
He was poisoned in the body at the moment, but his mind was still clear, and a fear of death filled his cheeks.
"Boom!"
In less than a breath, his lower abdomen exploded, and Mu Sha punched out again without hesitation, directly hitting the exposed Nascent Soul.
In an instant, a sharp bone spur appeared on the fist again, directly piercing Nascent Soul's body.
"You... you... how did you..."
At the moment of Nascent Soul's death, the big man finally left his confinement and expressed his final unwillingness. However, before he could finish speaking, his burly body fell to the ground on his back with a fountain of blood gushing out of his abdomen.
Mu Sha also swayed for a while, took a few steps back and sat on the ground, breathing heavily. The blood hole in his chest also had blood gushing out due to his full strength.
In the dark night, the heavy smell of blood spread far to the surroundings.
Ever since he was discovered by the opponent, Mu Sha knew that he was on the verge of life and death. He was no match for the opponent. He could not survive a head-on confrontation.
After a few interest.
He could only use all his strength, and at the same time he was constantly paralyzing the opponent. In just four breaths, even his body with injuries that could recover on its own was already in tatters.
Fortunately, he was experienced in fighting and avoided all the fatal points. What he was waiting for was to consume most of the opponent's mana and lose alertness. That would be the perfect opportunity.
Therefore, the last pretending to be dead was also the most dangerous and most likely moment for him to actually die, but he finally used the "Dark Demon God Armor" that he had hidden in his body, which was the final defense that could block Nascent Soul Cultivator's attack.
However, in order to make the opponent relax his vigilance, he only floated the "Dark Demon God Armor" inside his body, protected his vital points, allowed the opponent's attack to penetrate the flesh, and blocked the fatal blow inside his body.
When the opponent drew out the long stick Dharma Treasure, Mu Sha finally gave the strongest blow!
The big man in the silver cloak became suspicious for just a moment, but time was enough. That was also the time when the big man's defense was at its worst...
After Mu Sha took a few breaths, he stood up unsteadily, covered in blood.
He took a few steps forward, bent down in front of the big man, and with a strong pull, he pulled out a long sword with a dark green blade and as thin as paper from the big man's lower body.
This sword is his destiny Dharma Treasure "Shadow!"
The entire sword body is tempered with poison that can threaten Nascent Soul Cultivator.
In a slight flash of sword light, the frightened man in a silver cloak cut off his head, and then threw it into a Storage Pouch.
Then, Mu Sha didn't care about his broken body like a torn sack, and quickly collected a storage ring from the big man and a few Storage Pouch around his waist, and then took off into the air.
At the same time, he waved his right hand and the long stick flew into his hand and disappeared. However, he waved his left hand and a column of black smoke fell on the big man in the silver cloak.
At the same time, Mu Sha had escaped into the night, and the burly body of the headless man in a silver cloak was turning into curls of black smoke and quickly disappeared.
On the grassland, soon there was only a huge lake left, as well as messy thatch lying everywhere, and Magic Beast who had already smelled the blood and rushed towards it.
But except for some blood stains on the ground, there was no one here.
In the dark night, Mu Sha tightened his lips. After swallowing Pill, he felt the mana recovering in his body, as well as the wounds that had begun to itch and heal without the need for Pill.
He looked at the night sky of the endless grassland ahead, with a trace of confusion in his cold eyes.
"Who is he, and why does my mother not want to mention it at all?"
Now, of course, he knows that what happened to him is not caused by his mother using secret techniques to strengthen his body, as those in the clan thought, but that he has a strange bloodline...
Wind God Continent, Tianli Clan, in a training room in the attic, Li Yan is only wearing a pair of shorts, with muscles bulging and shiny, giving people the impression that their energy and spirit have reached their peak.
Sitting on his horse, he raised his hands high, and there was a loud rumbling sound in his body, like a tidal wave.
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There is a huge Demon Beast shadow above his head.
Demon Beast's facial features are relatively clear. It looks like a ferocious tiger, with a body like a bullfight, sharp hair, a pair of Demonic Wings on its back, and a huge mouth and fangs. It is Qiongqi, one of the four peerless ferocious beasts.
At this moment, Li Yan, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes, and the shadow above his head followed his movement, and then quickly disappeared.
"What's wrong with him? Is the time up?"
Li Yan was confused in his heart, but soon a green light flashed outside his body, and a set of green robes appeared on his body.
Outside the courtyard where Li Yan lives, Gong Shanhe dressed in Purple-Robed Youth is standing at the courtyard gate. He looks towards the courtyard gate with a calm expression, but occasionally frowns, but will soon return to normal.
Suddenly, the courtyard door quietly opened from the inside out. Seeing this, Gong Shanhe stepped in without hesitation.
In the pavilion hall, Li Yan looked at Gong Shanhe. Before, in Divine Sense, he didn't see much from the other person's expression.
"Clan Leader, what time is it now?"
Li Yan still asked according to his own thoughts. He felt that a few years had passed, but he didn't know the specific time.
Gong Shanhe came to find him alone, either for "Qing'a King" matters or for matters related to the seal.
"Two years and four months have passed since you and A-Ying went into seclusion. There is no problem with the seal!"
Gong Shanhe guessed what Li Yan was thinking, and opened his mouth to eliminate his two thoughts. Li Yan nodded and did not ask further questions. The other party came to see him if he had something to do, and he would naturally explain it.
"Great Elder is injured. Although it is not fatal, he still needs to be in seclusion for a while!"
Gong Shanhe's next words made Li Yan's eyes shrink and then flicker a few times.
"Yan San Did they break the promise?"
Li Yan immediately asked, the one who can hurt Great Elder is currently Yan San, but Great Elder was injured, and Yan San, whose cultivation level is lower than him, will definitely not be much better, but this is extremely bad news.
Tianli Clan started a war with Wind Beast again. The inheritance of Li Yan's skills would definitely be affected. A series of results quickly emerged in Li Yan's mind, but unexpectedly Gong Shanhe shook his head.
"No, Yan San and we have never been at war. But a year ago, the fifth elder was seriously injured and brought back the second elder's dying Nascent Soul. Shortly after, the second elder died."
When Gong Shanhe said this, the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch. This incident gave Tianli Clan a serious blow.
"The 'Qiong Lin Sect' made a move!"
Li Yan thought of the result instantly, and he was even more shocked. In just over two years, Tianli Clan had such an important event as the death of a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
Great Elder and the fifth elder were also injured one after another. Although Gong Shanhe did not say how serious Great Elder's injuries were, it was not a serious matter to allow a Nascent Soul Late Stage great monk to retreat to heal his injuries. However, he had no idea about all this.
"Yes, they were so ambitious. When the second elder discovered it, it was already too late..."
Gong Shanhe There was a faint surge of anger in his calm tone.