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Chapter 1894 Burning Food and Grass

Puchi! In the blink of an eye, the five first-level martial emperors were pierced by the sword light, and the blood hole was broken between their eyebrows, and they could not die any more.

The other three middle-level martial emperors reacted quickly enough to avoid them, but they were also missing their arms and legs and were cut off by the sword light.

After looking closely, the legs of the two fourth-level martial emperors were cut off, the left arm of the other fifth-level martial emperor was broken, and blood spilled over the void, looking endlessly miserable.

"How could it be so strong?"

The fifth-level Martial Emperor was an old man. He covered his broken left arm and retreated frantically, staring at the young man standing in the air with fear in his eyes.

The sudden emergence of strange young people was so amazing that they felt fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Itchy...how is itchy? It's even more itchy in the body!"

At this time, the two fourth-level martial emperors with their legs at the same time had red scars on their bodies, and even turned into a strange dark red color. The itchy feeling became even stronger, and they scratched their bodies even more crazily, pulling their flesh and blood off, looking very miserable.

The fifth-level Martial Emperor was slightly better, but the red scars on his body did become more serious, and the rationality in his eyes became less and less.

"Die!"

Mu Feng followed like a shadow and appeared in front of the three people like a ghost. Only three swords were produced, which pierced through their eyebrows and destroyed the soul in their sea of ​​consciousness.

And the deputy general who had been observing in the distance was completely scared.

He didn't dare to attack Mu Feng anymore, but fled frantically to the distance.

Since his right arm was cut off, he felt the itching on his body become even more terrifying. He understood that all this was caused by this mysterious young man.

In addition, the thousands of soldiers under him almost lost their minds in this strange curse and were only tickled on him madly. He understood that even if he insisted on staying, he would have no effect on this mysterious young man.

"Can you escape?"

Mu Feng sneered, held the hilt of the Qingxiao Sword in his right hand, and then threw it out in the air.

Wow! The Qingxiao Sword turned into a green rainbow, cutting through the sky, and quickly chased towards the deputy general's escaped back.

The first style of the three sword-controlling style of the rainbow! The green rainbow flashed like lightning, and appeared behind the deputy general like teleportation, and then penetrated his back, bringing out a large handful of blood.

The deputy general's body stagnated and covered his heart. Blood could not stop flowing out, and he kept vomiting blood from his mouth.

Then, he found that the green rainbow pierced through his heart, drifted a curve in the void ahead, rushed back again, pointing directly to his eyebrows.

Puchi! As Qinghong penetrated his eyebrows, his consciousness became blurred and eventually fell into darkness.

After killing the deputy general, Mu Feng summoned the purple Qilin.

Aowu! As soon as the purple unicorn came out, it rubbed affectionately at Mu Feng's feet, igniting Mu Feng's trousers' legs, burning with a raging purple fire.

Mu Feng lifted the purple Qilin at his feet expressionlessly, extinguished the purple fire on his feet, and then pointed at the food and grass not far away.

"Go and burn those things to ashes for me!"

Mu Feng said in a deep voice.

Zi Qilin opened his eyes wide with aggrievedness, and was very resentful of Mu Feng's "estrangement" behavior, but he still had no intention of disobeying Mu Feng. He turned into a sea of ​​purple fire and rolled the food and grass ahead into it.

The purple Qilin is worthy of being a super imperial fire. With one move, it burned the huge grain to ashes.

"withdraw!"

After burning the food and grass, Mu Feng did not stay for a long time. When he called back the purple Qilin, he turned into a stream of light and quickly left here.

When Mu Feng left, Ao Ling, who was fighting Zangdao, Fengdian and Fu Sha, let out a dragon roar, and the scales of his body opened and a terrifying cold air gushed out.

A stream of cold air formed ring-shaped ripples and rushed towards Zangdao, Feng Dian and Fu Sha.

Zang Dao and the other two changed their faces and couldn't help but retreat. After Ao Ling forced the three of them to retreat, the dragon tail swung, and his huge body broke through the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zangdao, Feng Dian and Fu Sha did not chase after him because they knew that Ao Ling was powerful, and they were no match for him, and the dragon was much faster than them, so they could not catch up with him even if they wanted to chase him.

"No! Our food and grass..." Zang Dao then discovered that on the official road in the distance, there were food and grass that had been completely burned and nearly a thousand people caught by themselves.

A dying soldier.

The deputy generals in the team and the other eight martial emperors fell not far away, and even their bodies became incomplete.

Feng Dian and Fu Sha also changed their expressions. They and Zang Dao quickly flew to the official road, and then their faces were full of annoyance and anger.

"We were fooled! Ao Ling lured us out of the mountain! Damn, who planned all this behind the scenes!"

Zang Dao was furious and his eyes became extremely red.

Feng Dian and Fu Sha both looked ugly. The food and grass this time were very important to the seven coalition forces, so they were sent to escort them.

Now, the escort army has almost been wiped out, and the most important food and grass have been burned down.

They knew that they were finished! Wow, swow, swow! At the same time, three streams of light quickly flew towards the direction of the Lingcheng City and finally appeared on the official road that turned into ruins.

Three figures appeared above Zang Dao and others, namely the middle-aged man with a gentle expression, the rebellious young man and a charming and beautiful woman.

"Zangdao, Feng Dian, Fu Sha, what's going on?

How did your escort army become like this? And there are food and supplies?"

The elegant man in the head frowned and asked with an ugly face when he saw everything on the official road.

This elegant man is named Zhao Lu, and the unruly young man next to him is named Mo Hu. Like Zang Dao, these two people are from the high-level powerful men from the Luohong Holy Sect, and are also eighth-level martial emperors.

Although they are both eighth-level martial emperors, Zhao Lu and Mo Hu are much stronger than Zang Dao. Especially Zhao Lu, who has reached the peak of the eighth-level martial emperor, is the strongest of the seven coalition forces this time, and has high authority.

Another charming and beautiful woman named Liu Jiaqi is the deputy cave owner of Shuiyue Cave Heaven, and her status and strength are second only to Shuiyue Fairy.

Zang Dao knelt down and said, "Brother Zhao Lu, we are sorry for you. We were robbed, and the food and grass were even destroyed!"

Feng Dian and Fu Sha both knelt down, their faces full of shame.
Chapter completed!
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