One Thought Feixian

Chapter 362
The bow and arrow in this young man's hand is not a powerful weapon, but with the innate strength of the first step of rebirth, the power of shooting it out is quite astonishing.

It's a pity, but it was wishful thinking, how could this kind of power be able to kill Mu Jingtang?

He is not reconciled to death.

At this moment, Mu Jingtang suddenly trembled all over, and immediately raised his hand to see that his palm was black and blue, with poisonous gas spreading: "There is poison on the arrow."

He immediately recognized that the poison was "Blood Corpse Powder", a poison scraped from dead bodies. It was extremely poisonous. Once it touched the skin, it would invade the flesh, coagulate the blood, and kill people.

Even a master in the realm of rebirth will die if he is poisoned by this poison.

If it was the peak period, when Mu Jingtang's body was full of true energy, it would be impossible for this "Blood Corpse Powder" to contaminate his palm.

But now, he was running out of true energy and was recovering, so he didn't take precautions against this at all.

He immediately condensed his true energy on his fingertips, tapped his arm a few times to seal the meridians in his arm, then his muscles curled up, his five fingers bent into claws, and with a sudden thrust, blood shot out from his fingertips immediately.

The blood is poisonous, black and very disgusting.

Mu Jingtang forcibly circulated his zhenqi, forcing out all the poisonous blood on his palm, dispelling the poison of "Xueshi San", and his palm returned to normal.

However, his face also turned pale, and the true energy recovered just now was exhausted again.

At the same time, figures appeared in the surroundings. There were more than a dozen people, all of whom were masters of the realm of rebirth. They slowly surrounded the hill, and everyone's faces showed excitement and murderous intent.

Mu Jingtang stood up from the ground, condescendingly, shot a circle around these people, his face was cold, and he didn't say anything.

But there was a powerful aura emanating from it.

Everyone's face changed.

Mu Jingtang's prestige is too great, he is a hot figure in the world, and a thin camel is bigger than a horse, so he has to be treated seriously.

Swish!
At this moment, a master finally made a move, jumped up from the ground, held a big knife, and slashed towards Mu Jingtang head-on.

boom!
This big knife was very powerful, it was obviously stained with a lot of human blood, and it was so powerful that it killed Mu Jingtang in the blink of an eye, but it suddenly shattered.

This master, like a kite with a broken string, flew upside down, spurting blood wildly, his chest was deeply sunken, it was horrible.

"No glove!" Everyone stepped back immediately, and their faces changed drastically.

The power of the half-spiritual weapon is so terrifying.

kill!

Two of them glanced at each other, and immediately stepped forward, killing Mu Jingtang.

These two people look similar, they seem to be two brothers, and the martial arts they display are also the same.

"die!"

Mu Jingtang's eyebrows were cold, and while he was drinking heavily, he swung the "Jue Wu Glove" again and punched out.

Click!

The arms of the two brothers were broken suddenly, and the powerful force shattered the zhenqi on their bodies, a bloody arrow spurted out, and all internal organs were torn apart.

The two screamed repeatedly, as if they had encountered a fierce ghost demanding their lives.

"Fight it!" The two roared wildly, bursting out with true anger again.

But at this moment, Mu Jingtang took a step forward and slapped out two consecutive palms.

The two of them had no way to dodge, they were immediately hit by this palm, and the powerful force crushed them down, instantly hitting them on the ground, sinking deep into it, their flesh and blood turned into cakes, and they couldn't die any more.

As for Mu Jingtang's mouth, a streak of blood flowed down.

"Brother Lu is dead!"

"The two of them are masters in the second step of rebirth, the three-flower gathering top refinement gas realm, and they were also killed."

"He has no true energy in his body. He has run out of fuel and his lamp is dry. He relies on Juewu gloves to fight fiercely. Don't be afraid, everyone, if we fight together, he will definitely not be able to resist."

"Kill kill kill!!!"

...The people present, none of them are mediocre, they are all extremely powerful masters, seeing Mu Jingtang's mouth bleeding, they immediately saw through his reality, roared wildly, breath intertwined, and wanted to surround him with his hands Kill Mu Jingtang.

The huge infuriating energy almost destroyed the hill.

Swish, swish, swish... At this moment, several figures ran wildly from a distance, riding the wind and chasing dust, and fell close, revealing seven figures.

"The seven sons of Yinshan are doing business, give way quickly!" One of them stepped forward and shouted loudly, bossing around and being very arrogant.

"What are you..." A master couldn't stand it anymore and was furious, but before he could utter the last word "Xi", he suddenly fell to the ground and died.

There was a dart sticking out of his throat, and blood kept gushing out.

This dart flew out between lightning and flint, pierced through his protective body, cut his throat, and killed him.

This scene was so fast that people couldn't react at all.

And no one expected that this person would be so vicious that he would attack suddenly.

"Killing people with hidden weapons is such a vicious method!" A master said with a gloomy expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dart appeared on his throat, blood blossomed, and he died.

These two were both masters of the innate realm in the first step of rebirth, but they both died under darts.

This person darts in one hand, making it superb, and there are no mistakes.

"Seven Ghosts of the Yin Mountain, they are the Seven Ghosts of the Yin Mountain, demons, sprites, monsters, and monsters, run away!" A young man looked at the seven people, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he reacted immediately, with a look of horror on his face, Without hesitation, he turned around and ran away?

The Seven Sons of the Yin Mountain are what they call themselves, and the outsiders call them the Seven Ghosts of the Yin Mountain, because these seven people are not human at all.

He did not expect that the Seven Ghosts of the Yin Mountain would appear here.

"Seven Ghosts of the Yin Mountain?"

There was a stern look on the man's face, he carefully tasted these four characters, especially the last word "ghost", biting down very hard.

He twirled his five fingers, and a dart appeared in his hand. He flicked it violently, and the dart shot out, drawing an arc in the air, and hit the young man's throat.

The young man let out a scream and immediately fell from the air.

During his escape, his back was turned, but his throat was still cut by the dart.

"The dart locks the throat!" A master shouted in horror: "He is the devil among the seven ghosts of the Yin Mountain."

"You actually know me, very good, then I will give you a death sentence!"

Ba smiled cruelly, and threw out another dart, killing the shouting master.

"Damn it! The Seven Ghosts of the Yin Mountain, everything comes first. We have seriously injured Mu Jingtang, and you guys want to come here to take advantage of it? How can there be such a good thing."

One of the middle-aged men yelled angrily, with a strong breath, as if he was not afraid of the seven ghosts.

Ba urged the dart to shoot at him, but was blown away by the true energy on his body, showing great strength.

"The second step of rebirth is the master of Qi Transformation with three flowers gathered at the top!" Ba licked his lips, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

He held a dart in both hands, as if he was thinking about whether he could successfully kill this person.

His realm is the second step of rebirth, three flowers gather at the top to refine the gas, and condense the bloody human flowers.

"hey-hey……"

There was a burst of yin and yang laughter, and it was the Yinshan Seven Ghosts who spoke: "How dare you speak so boldly? With your strength, how can you hurt Mu Jingtang? Mu Jingtang was hurt by Jiang Yi, and you are here too!" Picking up cheap, but still so confident, courting death!"

This Yan looked like a child who hadn't grown up, about five or six years old, with a childish face and brown hair, and a gloomy, creepy voice.

While speaking, he waved his palm, and there was a flash of light in the air, and a short arrow shot out from his sleeve immediately, reaching in front of the middle-aged man.

"Hmph! Still want to stab someone in the back?" He was obviously on guard, snorted coldly, his true energy was condensed, and he slapped the short arrow with a big hand, trying to knock the short arrow into the air.

But this short arrow shot faster and faster, with a powerful piercing power, it actually pierced through his true energy, passed between his five fingers, and hit the center of his eyebrow.

"How...how...can...is possible!" He spat out four words, and then fell to the ground with an expression of resignation, dying of breath.

Hidden arrows in the sleeve, this is the 鬾.

"The Seven Sons of the Yin Mountain are doing things, and the ghosts and gods avoid them. Since you don't know what to do, you don't have to go." Suddenly, the boss of the Seven Ghosts of the Yin Mountain, Chi, spoke, and let out a cold voice.

He immediately raised his hand, woo woo woo, woo woo woo, a flash of blood appeared and flew out.

This bloody light is actually a flywheel the size of a palm, with sharp sawtooth on both sides, the evil spirit is boundless, and the sound made by rubbing against the air is like howling ghosts and wolves.

This is his trump card, called "Blood Fiend Wheel". Although it is not a semi-spiritual weapon, it is also exquisite and powerful.

Puchi, puchi... The speed of this "Blood Fiend Wheel" is extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it flew over and flashed in front of everyone's eyes. Immediately, all the masters fell down one after another, their throats were all cut by the sharp sawtooth. Broken, blood shot, very tragic.

The "Blood Fiend Wheel" returned to Dao Chi's hand again, making the blood on this killer's mace even more intense, as if the more people it killed, the more powerful it would be.

All masters died, and none survived.

"Palace Master Mu, I helped you kill them, how can you thank me?" Chi killed all the masters, grabbed the "Blood Fiend Wheel" and took a few steps forward, asking expressionlessly.

"Seven Sons of Yinshan, as long as you take refuge in me, I will definitely not treat you badly. In Muwang Palace, you can be under one person and above ten thousand."

Mu Jingtang said calmly, actually trying to win over the Seven Ghosts of Yin Mountain.

At the same time, he was secretly recovering his true energy.

"Haha, we killed so many people, it's frightening. Others call us the Seven Ghosts of the Yin Mountain, but Palace Master Mu actually calls us the Seven Sons of the Yin Mountain. If you recruit us into the Palace of King Mu, aren't you afraid of being punished by the people of the world? ?”

Chi laughed, seemingly quite happy.

(End of this chapter)