Chapter 181: Four Ultimate Swords
Chapter 181: Four Ultimate Swords
Whoosh…
A fierce Blood Spear suddenly appeared in Mu Feng’s hand. It flew out with a roar, heading straight for Sect Leader Murong’s back.
Seeing Jing Wushuang being dragged away by force, Mu Feng felt both shock and rage. Every bone, every muscle, even every drop of his blood strained. His blood seemed to boil. It was as if a volcano inside him, dormant for a thousand years, had suddenly erupted.
Sect Leader Murong’s strength was unfathomable. However, no matter how powerful she was, even if she was the emperor himself, Mu Feng would not let her take Jing Wushuang away like this.
Along their journey, they had shared both joys and hardships, facing life and death together. The understanding and kind-hearted Jing Wushuang had deeply entered his heart, becoming a part of his very being. No one would take her away from him!
Whoosh…
As soon as Mu Feng made his move, the Black-clad Woman Murong Xue standing behind him felt a wave of rolling heat surge over like a tidal wave. Her body was pushed aside uncontrollably. Blood rushed upward inside her. The heat radiating from Mu Feng’s blood essence almost made her blood rush to her head and her Spiritual Soul scatter!
“Incredible, what kind of divine power is this? Is he really just a Mortal Realm cultivator?”
Seeing Mu Feng’s overwhelming killing intent, Murong Xue was deeply shaken.
Years ago, she had already broken through to the early stage of the Elite Realm. Her cultivation was outstanding among the younger generation of the Poison Sect, and she had always been proud. But at this moment, faced with Mu Feng’s fully unleashed Blood Shaman pressure, she had a fleeting illusion: it seemed Mu Feng was the Elite Realm expert, and she was the ordinary Mortal Realm disciple.
With such strength and power, no wonder he dared to step forward in such dangerous situations and rescue her from the Sky-Reaching Guard’s siege!
Mu Feng’s imposing and unyielding figure was deeply engraved in Murong Xue’s mind at that moment.
Seeing his formidable strength, she was shocked, but watching him recklessly chase after her mother, she couldn’t help feeling worried.
She knew her mother Murong Bi’s temperament better than anyone. Once her mother decided to kill, it would be too late. Probably no one could save Mu Feng then!
“Overestimating yourself!”
Sect Leader Murong did not look back. She continued dragging Jing Wushuang forward swiftly. Just as the sharp Blood Spear was about to strike, she suddenly turned and flicked her finger lightly. With a ding, the powerful and swift Blood Spear was completely shattered, turning into a mist of blood that dissipated in the wind.
“Kill!”
Mu Feng’s eyes turned red. With an angry roar, he pushed his speed to the limit. The moment Sect Leader Murong turned, he charged forward recklessly. He threw a punch, and with a pop, the air distorted around it. The force was astonishing!
Eighteen Dragon Strength!
In his rage, his immense power was displayed to the fullest. Just the fierce wind from his punch made it hard to keep one’s eyes open.
“Mu Feng, you’re like an egg striking a rock. Step back!”
Sect Leader Murong’s face was cold. Without looking back, she continued dragging Jing Wushuang inward.
Mu Feng’s heavy punch, which made Murong Xue’s heart race, meant nothing to her. She swung her long white sleeve backward, arriving later but striking first. With a forceful gust, it hit Mu Feng squarely in the chest.
Thump…
The soft sleeve became harder than stone in an instant. A tremendous, overwhelming force surged forth.
Instantly, Mu Feng felt as if struck by a hammer. His body was sent flying far away. Before he even hit the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His green robe was stained with blood. Sect Leader Murong’s strike did not use any divine power, nor did she employ her peerless poison skills. It was merely a casual wave of her long, soft sleeve, yet it became a lethal weapon.
Outside the Hidden Sword Inn, the power of the green-robed man from the Sky-Reaching Guard they had encountered was already frightening. But compared to him, Sect Leader Murong’s strength was a hundred times greater!
“Mu Feng, Brother Mu Feng…”
Turning and seeing Mu Feng severely injured by Sect Leader Murong, lying on the ground lifeless and covered in blood, Jing Wushuang let out a sharp cry. Tears streamed down her face as she desperately tried to rush over. Unfortunately, even using every bit of her strength, she could not break free. She was dragged step by step farther away by Sect Leader Murong. With each step, her heart felt as if pierced by a sharp dagger, tearing her apart.
Seeing their inseparable bond, the Black-clad Woman Murong Xue let out a soft sigh and turned her face away, unable to watch any longer.
She knew her mother’s nature all too well. Even if she, as a daughter, knelt and begged, her mother would not show the slightest mercy. Mu Feng looked badly injured and covered in blood, but she knew her mother had held back in that strike. Otherwise, Mu Feng’s chest would have been pierced by the long sleeve, and he might have been reduced to a pool of blood without a single hair left!
“Shuang… Shuang’er…”
Hearing Jing Wushuang’s heart-wrenching cry, Mu Feng, lying in a pool of blood, moved slightly. He raised his head with great difficulty.
Seeing her tear-streaked face and her figure being dragged away step by step by Sect Leader Murong, he suddenly threw his head back and roared. The Ancestral Sorcerer’s Essence Blood inside him began to pulse at an unprecedented speed. The boiling blood inside him gushed and flowed faster and faster, growing hotter and hotter. An incredibly violent aura then filled the entire cave, even passing through the water curtain and seeping through the thick soil, spreading to every corner of the Poison Sect.
That ancient, vast, and savage aura made many maids, servants, and even weaker ordinary disciples feel suffocated. It was as if a savage Ancient Demon God deep underground was awakening!
Boom… Whoosh…
Under the Black-clad Woman Murong Xue’s incredulous gaze, Mu Feng, lying in the pool of blood, suddenly stood up. A massive Blood Wheel appeared beneath his feet. Blood light flowed, and killing intent soared to the sky. This time, it was not a faint shadow but a solid, true Blood Wheel formed from his vital blood essence.
From afar, just a glance at it evoked a strong sense of danger, making one’s heart pound with fear.
Blood Wheel!
In his rage, Mu Feng recklessly stirred up the blood and energy inside him. The second level of the Blood Refining Art raised its power another notch, forming a true Blood Wheel.
In an instant, the air rippled, and a faint blood mist filled the space. Looking around, the deep underground cavern was dyed red everywhere, as if it had turned into a world of blood. It was shockingly red, terrifyingly red, making one’s soul tremble and feel a danger from the depths of their being.
“Oh… So you do have some skill!”
Feeling the rolling heat and blood aura behind her, Sect Leader Murong paused briefly. She clapped her hands, then continued dragging Jing Wushuang forward without looking back. Behind her, black holes suddenly appeared in the stone walls on both sides. Four masked women in white charged out, holding sharp long swords, blocking the path.
Each masked woman had a formidable energy fluctuation inside her. All had broken through to the early stage of the Elite Realm, exuding a fierce killing intent.
Four Ultimate Swords?
The Black-clad Woman Murong Xue’s face changed. Instinctively, she rushed toward Mu Feng, hoping to stop him. Unfortunately, her reaction was a step too slow. She saw Mu Feng’s figure flicker as he recklessly charged forward!