Swordsman - C395

“I never thought that such a young fellow would actually be a body sculpting expert. The people of Central Plains are truly talented!” western barbarian sighed in his heart, and his killing intent towards Yuan Shitai became even stronger. If such a talent was not killed earlier, he would become another threat in the future.

“Use your finishing blow!”

The other two western barbarian s also nodded their heads in agreement.

The three western barbarian s split into three and attacked Yuan Shitai together.

Yuan Shitai held tightly onto the Berserk Demon Saber in his hand, staring at the movements of the three barbarians.

“I can only fight with my life on the line!” With a loud roar, the Crazy Demonic Saber danced in Yuan Shitai’s hands. If anyone who was familiar with it were to look at it, they would know that this was the move that Mu Tu had imparted to him, the first movement of the Bladestorm, the blind elephant.

“Go to hell! “Kid.” A barbarian from the West bellowed, and thrusted the golden spear in his hand at Yuan Shitai.

The Berserk Demon Saber raised his hand and blocked the golden spear. His other hand immediately grabbed the other western barbarian’s golden spear.

Yuan Shitai, who was in perfect balance with the two of them in terms of offense and defense, did not have a third hand to defend against the golden spear shot by the last Western barbarian warrior.

Seeing that the tip of the golden spear was about to pierce into Yuan Shitai’s body through his clothes, the Western barbarian child revealed a sinister smile, as if fresh blood was about to bloom in front of his eyes. However, he suddenly saw that the helpless expression that should have appeared on Yuan Shitai’s face did not appear for a long time.

The barbarians from the west instinctively sensed that something was wrong. They reacted according to common sense. This brat was just about to dodge. Why was he looking at them as if he was deliberately waiting for them to attack him?

“Tiger Falling Sun!” A strong gust of wind from the palm swept past western barbarian’s back, and then the tall figure suddenly soared high, flying right over Yuan Shitai’s head.

And at this moment, the smile that had been on Yuan Shitai’s face for a long time blossomed, as he knew that his cheap father-in-law would not let his precious daughter become a widow long ago …

“Kill!”

The men of the Central Plains who were at the head of the Quan Jiao city saw that their advantage had increased greatly, and rushed out one after another, waving their weapons as they attacked towards the western barbarian. To them, this was their greatest victory since the war.

“Follow me and kill!” Mu Tu’s blood was boiling. It was a regret of life for the children of the martial arts world to sacrifice their lives for their country.

One man, one saber, charging forward with all his might. The swimming movement was unleashed to grand mastery as the essence of his entire being was raised to the extreme. He was like a purple arrow that shot towards the tens of thousands of western barbarian s and Lv Village traitors.

“It’s your turn to attack. None.” In the western camp, Dracula’s face was slightly grim as he spoke into the shadows behind him.

“As you wish,” A black golden light rose from behind Dracula, and immediately after, a pale, ghost-like young man flew out, as though he took two steps forward to welcome Mu Tu who was charging at him.

“Stop or die!” The young man emotionlessly glanced at Mu Tu, and then stretched his arm.

“What!?” It was him, how could he still be alive? Mu Tu, come back quickly … ” In the crowd, Fa Wuliang suddenly shouted out loudly, and with a clear roar, Mu Tu hurried back.

But it was already too late. A black sword suddenly appeared in the young man’s hand, he moved like a cool breeze, and in the blink of an eye, the young man was already close to Mu Tu’s side, the tip of the sword piercing straight towards Mu Tu’s lower abdomen.

Mu Tu had also become alert, upon hearing Fa Wuliang’s words, he immediately used the Ziwei Star technique, his entire body releasing a dense purple aura, raising his defense to its limit.

“They’re from the Seven Fiends Sect, that’s all.” The young man’s eyebrows twitched slightly. He did not change his sword moves, but soon, unexpected pain arose from his lower abdomen.

“How could that be?” Mu Tu’s face was filled with incredulity, but he was very quickly kicked by the pale young man in the direction of the Quan Jiao city.

“Master!” Yuan Shitai turned pale with fright, his body moved, his legs moved, and when Mu Tu was about to fall, he hugged onto him, his hands tightly grabbing onto Mu Tu’s lower abdomen which was bleeding profusely.

“Gu Long, you’re still alive!” Fa Wuliang faced Gu Long and stopped in his tracks. Clenching his fists tightly, he looked at the pale young man with a terrified expression.

“The aura of the academy, f * ck off or die!” The ancient dragon’s expression did not change, and was slightly *. It looked at Fa Wuliang with a twisted expression, as if it really wanted to beat him to death.

“Don’t forget, you are from the Central Plains after all. Let’s go!” Fa Wuliang stopped the people behind him who wanted to kill him, and took the lead to turn back and return to Quan Jiao city.

Everyone was at a loss, but Mu Tu was heavily injured, and Fa Wuliang seemed to recognize this powerful youth. After everyone thought for a bit, they all turned around.

“Kill them all, Gu Long, what are you hesitating for?” Dracula’s voice suddenly rang out.

“Students of the academy. If I meet him, I’ll let him go. He has good eyes, and what qualifications do you have to order me?” Gu Long shot a cold glance at Dracula before returning to the western camp. Soon, he disappeared …

He Fu Hall, within the Quan Jiao city’s medicine hall, a group of doctors had anxiously brought along to stop Mu Tu’s bleeding and disinfect him.

“Doctor, how is it? My master, Brother Mu, Brother Mu …” How is he? ” A group of people who knew Mu Tu shouted out noisily towards the doctors like a sound wave.

The sword qi directly pierced the lord’s Dantian, and the blade edge also seemed to be covered with the Black Head Poison, preventing the lord from having the unique healing ability of his body. Furthermore, the poison is like the maggots on the bones, constantly damaging the lord’s foundation, if there is no antidote, then the lord will probably completely lose all of his internal energy tomorrow night, and become a cripple.

Amongst the doctors, Hua Thirteen walked out and said to the rest in a low voice. Being called Sai Hua Tuo, his words were equivalent to announcing Mu Tu’s death.

“Is the Blood Bodhi useful?” Wang Yuyan’s voice was hurried, and when he saw the unconscious Mu Tu, his eyes burned like a torch, burning Thirteen’s face.

“It’s useless. That person’s method is extremely vicious. This old man has no other choice.” Sai Hua Tuo shook his head and immediately retreated. Compared to someone who was almost doomed, he felt that it would be best to use his own abilities to save more people.

“You are not allowed to leave …” Wu Zhuoma’s eyes turned red.

“Forget it… Let the doctor go! ” Mu Tu said weakly, after that he extended his hand out, trying to stop the seemingly furious Wu Zhuoma.

“But …” Yue Yang sobbed.

“Young man, it’s not that I’m not saving you, it’s that even if my ancestor was alive, I’m afraid he wouldn’t be able to do anything.” Hua Shisan sighed and left.