Defiant Martial God Chapter 72: Surrounded

The northwestern part of the massacre is a mountainous area with steep terrain. Qin Yu and others spent a long time before finally reaching the edge of this area. At this time the sky was already dark. Through the dim night light, they saw the mountain in front was obviously low, and the field of vision also opened up a lot of areas. Out of here, you can go straight to the center of the large array.

"Qin Yu, did you really decide to go back to the pagoda?" Qing Yun asked Qin Yu after he followed Qin Yu.

Qin Yu did not answer, but asked: "Are you afraid?"

"I, what am I afraid of, as long as you dare to go, I will accompany you." Qing Yun said in a deep voice.

Qin Yu smiled happily, "That’s fine, let’s speed up a little bit, and get out of here before night."

Several people immediately speed up.

In front is a gorge. When you walk out of the gorge, even if you are out of this steep mountain in the northwest.

Four people walked into the gorge less than halfway, and suddenly, Qin Yu, who was walking in front of him, shouted, "Stop." Before the sound fell, he stopped suddenly, and the three behind him rushed. Stopping, he looked at him in surprise.

"What's the matter, brother?" Murong Yue asked strangely.

"There is danger." Qin Yu's face changed.

"Dangerous?" The few people behind hadn't reacted yet, and there was a "rattle" sound overhead, and a huge net was shrouded towards them.

"No good, flash away!" Qing Yun screamed, Qing Feng sword out of the sheath.

"Qingfeng's ninth sword, the sword breaks the sky."

A brilliant blue sword awn rises into the sky, breaks through the big net above his head, and goes straight to the sky, where the sword awn passes, the big net is torn and destroyed, and it becomes a hole in the ground. 'S broken net has lost the role of netizen.

"So strong."

Including Qin Yu, I can’t help but secretly marvel. The Qing Family’s Qingfeng Nine Sword and Qingfeng Sword are really extraordinary, and as her realm improves, the more powerful it becomes.

"Hahaha..., yes, a little strength." Over the canyon, an arrogant laughter sounded, "but this strength is not enough for the king to see."

"Who?" Murongyue made a stern drink towards the sky, and she seemed familiar with the sound.

"Shoot..."

No one answered Murongyue, only her black figure flying out from the surroundings. Every figure was like a black whirlwind, with a tyrant's momentum descending from the sky, surrounding four people in the core.

There are ten people in total, each of whom is wearing a black suit like a hunter, but unlike the hunter, they wear a black ghost mask on their faces and can't see their faces clearly.

Qin Yu swept these masked people around, and everyone's cultivation ground could not hide his eyes.

All are above the mid-entry period, and some are even in the late-entry period.

So strong?

Qin Yu was secretly surprised, he was even more surprised that these people are not only high-level, but everyone has a murderous spirit, as if they were born, if they are right, these people are all A murderous murderer.

A killer group of ten mid- and late-entry people, to deal with a few of them who are the highest but not mid-entry, this lineup is not weak.

"Who are you?" Murong Yue stared at those people and asked. She always feels familiar with these people, but unfortunately they wear masks so that she can't see who they are.

The mask man has a cold expression, standing there like a icy statue without any sound, and no one answered Murongyue's question.

"Hahaha..., Wang Mei, can't you even hear my voice?" The laughter just now sounded again.

"Sister Wang?" Murong Yue Jiao body shocked, as if thinking of something suddenly looked up, her charming face has already changed color, "You, are you Murong Rui?"

"You finally remembered me. Ha ha ha..." In the laughter, a young man with a long sword landed in the air and slowly fell in front of a masked man.

Qin Yu's eyes locked him before the man had landed.

This is a young man dressed in a brocade suit, with a white face and a royal pride.

Qin Yu is a bit strange. This person must be around 25 years old. Isn’t this only for people around 20 years old?

The rules are so, but in this world, many people can ignore the rules.

This person's cultivation style is also the strongest among these people, the peak of immigration, and it is the kind of immigration peak that is about to enter the realm with half a foot. He is very strong.

Qin Yu frowned, showing a dignified face. The strength of this group of people is too strong. If you face one or two reluctantly, you can still work around. Now with this Murong Rui, there are eleven masters here. The situation seems a bit bad.

Murongyue really saw Murongrui, who raised her eyebrows and rushed angrily to the front, facing Murongrui directly, "Murongrui, what do you want to do, so many people died Are you not satisfied yet?"

"Xiaoyue, you are getting bigger and bigger, anyway, I am your brother, you call my name like this. Have you forgotten the royal etiquette?" Murong Rui angered.

"Tell me royal etiquette, you don't deserve it." Murong Yue's anger was louder.

"Okay, Murong Yue, since that's the case, don't blame this king for disregarding brothers and sisters." Murong Rui looked cold.

"When did you take care of our brothers and sisters." Murong Yue said with irony, "Speak, how many talents are you going to die?"

"The road to martial arts is about to die, what a fuss." Murong Rui sneered coldly.

The words made Murong Yue angry, "Murong Rui, you are still a prince of the royal family. Don’t you understand that these people are the elites of my young generation in Joanxi, the hope of Joanxi in the future. To kill them, is Destroy the generation of Joan Xi, ruin the hope of Joan Xi."

"Murong Yue, your heart is too wide. A woman, just grow up and marry a man, the husband's son is, these are not your turn." Murong Rui will use the tone of the lessons to teach Murong Moon suppressed, his sharp eyes fell on Qin Yu's side. Qin Yu is his goal today.

"Are you Qin Yu?"

Qin Yu was stunned. It was strange. The two should meet for the first time. How did he know that he was Qin Yu.

"I am." Qin Yu responded briefly with two words and stepped to the front of Murong Yue. Instead, he faced Murong Rui.

"Brother, he is the most proud son of King Qi, Murong Rui. His strength is very strong, especially his sword, which is famous for being fast, we have to be careful!"

When Qin Yu stepped forward, Murong Yue whispered beside him.

Qin Yu nodded calmly, his indifferent eyes fell on Murong Rui, and said coldly: "What do you want?"

"It's your life." Murongrui replied in a somewhat playful tone. For him, Qin Yu is now a bird trapped in his cage.

"Hey." Qin Yu grinned evilly, "The person who killed me will never end well, so will you."

"Really?" Murongrui despised, "You are still hard-mouthed in this situation. This king wants to see how strong you are, and hopes that your strength is harder than your mouth."

"Will not let you down, let's get the sword!" Qin Yu's murderous body surged up.

Qing Yun and others retreated back with interest, giving Qin Yu the battlefield and secretly preparing to break through at any time.

"Let me shoot the sword, you really deserve yourself." Murong Rui sneered. "As soon as I shoot the sword, you are a dead person, so I allow you to shoot first."

"As you wish, blood shadow is heavy, kill!" Qin Yu slammed out, blood leaped into the sky, transformed into an overwhelming blood curtain, with hundreds of thousands of sharp **** swords, crazy Suddenly slammed down Murong Rui, even covering the mask man behind Murong Rui.

Murong Rui was taken aback. Without waiting for the blood curtain to be completely shrouded, he hurried out his sword and made the strongest move. "Phantom crit, break me!"

At the same time, the masked man behind him was swiftly shot, and a black iron chain was thrown out, turning into countless snake shadows, and he was frantically biting towards the blood curtain.

Jianying and Daoman strangled together, and there was endless roar.

The snake shadow pierces through the blood curtain, making a sharp "hiss" sound.

It has to be said that Murong Rui’s sword is very fast, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of swords are drowned under the shadow of his sword.

"Yinfeng erodes the palms of the bones, die!"

Qin Yu knows that his opponent is powerful~IndoMTL.com~ So the shot is the strongest killing trick, and absolutely cannot give the other party a chance to breathe.

The roar of death and evil gas roared with the violent palm wind.

Mr. Rongrui was not afraid of seeing this horrible evil gas, but instead grinned and said: "The person who uses the evil gas is really you, you are dead!"

Murong Rui not only did not evade, but rushed into Black Mist and killed him.

Qin Yu's insidious sneer appeared on his face, and he was a self-righteous guy who did not put Yinsha's poison in his eyes. Those who despise the power of yin and evil will pay the tragic price of being eroded and killed by the whole body.

However, the smile on his face soon disappeared and was replaced by horror.

Murongrui passed the Yinsha Poison Mist safely, and a swift sword penetrated directly to Qin Yu's chest.

"Wind, flash!"

"Phantom of the Clouds, retreat!"

In the face of this lightning-fast blow, it was an unexpected blow. Qin Yu had no choice, he had no time to resist, he could only avoid, and he used the spirit of the wind and The superimposition of the double speed of Phantom of the Clouds.

"Tear!" Murongrui's fast sword pulled a sharp scar on Qin Yu's chest, and the clothes on the chest were pulled open.

Qin Yu's speed is fast enough, but the name of Murong Rui's fast sword is not ridiculous, it is really fast.

Fortunately, Qin Yu was wearing a golden silkworm and armor. Although he was damaged by a blood-sucking magic knife before, he could barely wear it after repairing it. This time he was saved his life, otherwise this With a sword going down, his chest might be torn. If Murongrui's sword was a spiritual weapon at this time, he would be crippled without dying.

"I’m done."

Qin Yu, who escaped the sword, exclaimed cold sweat. At that moment, he felt so close to death.