The east wind at night releases a thousand trees of flowers, and blows down stars like rain.
BMW's sculpted carriages fill the road with fragrance.
The carriage moved slowly forward and stopped in a mountain valley.
A group of masked men dressed in black surrounded several nuns.
The leading nun, in her thirties, still possessed a captivating charm. Her phoenix eyes, like icy frost, coldly glared at the man in black: "Azure-Winged Bat King, you think you can take my life with these few pieces of trash? How laughable!"
"Old nun! You were the one who killed so many of my Ming Cult disciples first! You're the one who's accusing me first!"
The Green-Winged Bat King wore a trench coat, had a pointed snout and monkey-like cheeks, and a hooked nose, resembling a large bat.
Standing atop a tree, his aloof eyes were fixed on the nuns, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, but it wasn't his own; it was the blood of a young nun he had sucked.
Abbess Miejue said coldly, "These traitors of the Demonic Sect deserve to be killed by everyone!"
"You call killing righteous, while we kill evil? What a glib-tongued nun! Today, I, the Dharma King, will drain your blood!"
The Azure-Winged Bat King waved its hands, which seemed to act like wings, and flew away at a speed that was too fast for the naked eye to see.
Abbess Miejue remained fearless, brandishing the Heaven-Slaying Sword, its sword energy so powerful it seemed to pierce even the air itself.
The Azure-Winged Bat King originally intended to attack Extinction directly, but was deterred by the sword energy. He could only choose a little nun at the edge, capture her, and then bury his head to suck her blood.
suddenly.
An invisible burst of energy shot towards us.
The Green-Winged Bat King was startled and quickly threw the little nun aside. He then flashed away and narrowly escaped.
"Who dares to obstruct the work of the Holy Church!"
The Azure-Winged Bat King shouted sternly, looking in the direction of the energy.
A horse-drawn carriage slowly came to a stop.
A handsome young man in white robes, holding a folding fan, pulled back the curtain and stepped out.
"You're asking for it, kid!"
The Green-Winged Bat King cursed under his breath, but his eyes were extremely wary. That burst of energy just now almost killed him; it was silent yet extremely sharp.
"Master! It's Young Master Murong! We saw Young Master Murong at Master Zhang's birthday banquet!"
The young nuns chattered excitedly.
"Young Master Murong?" No one in Miejue's mind matched him.
“Master, Young Master Murong is from Songzhou. In the martial arts world of the Northern Song Dynasty, he is known as the Southern Murong. He is skilled at using the enemy's own methods against them,” the little nun explained.
"So it was Nan Murong who used their own methods against them!"
Extinction suddenly realized, and a smile appeared on her face.
More importantly, Murong Nan was a righteous person.
Although she was not afraid of the Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, she was outnumbered and outmatched. If the battle got too intense, several of her disciples might be left behind forever.
With Murong Fu joining the fray, things are settled!
"Nan Murong, who uses their own methods against them!"
Wei Yixiao had obviously heard of Murong Fu's name, and frowned deeply. "Was that the 'Canhe Finger' just now? Murong Fu of the South is indeed formidable!"
Murong Fu said calmly, "I am grateful for the kindness of my friends in the martial arts world. My mere martial arts skills are nothing but the lowest of the low. In my opinion, noble character is the most important thing."
His voice was soft, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly. This skill made Wei Yixiao wary once again.
"Hmph! Kid! Just you wait! Don't let grandpa see you all alone!"
Wei Yixiao said coldly, and then turned to leave.
But as soon as he spread his wings, another burst of energy shot out and pierced through his trench coat.
Wei Yixiao was startled and quickly stopped in his tracks.
Luckily, I reacted quickly, otherwise that energy would have hit me right between the eyebrows!
"Young Master Murong! This man is the Dharma King of the Demonic Sect; he must be captured!"
Extinction shouted sternly, and drew his sword to strike.
The Heaven-Slaying Sword's sharpness was fully revealed.
Wei Yixiao dared not take it head-on, so he twisted and dodged left and right. This thing could seriously injure anyone who grazed it, and it was not comparable to ordinary weapons.
Murong Fu assisted from the side, his Canhe Finger technique shooting out intermittently, turning Wei Yixiao's trench coat into a sieve.
Wei Yixiao suddenly saw a hint of mockery in Murong Fu's eyes and was horrified. Was Murong Fu doing this on purpose?
Otherwise, how could it be so accurate, always shooting just past his body and almost hitting him every time?
In the instant Wei Yixiao was in a daze, the Heaven-Slaying Sword roared like a dragon and slashed down.
In that split second between life and death, Wei Yixiao inexplicably moved to the side out of thin air.
The terrifying sword energy that was supposed to split him in two landed on his shoulder.
Pfft!
The right arm was neatly severed.
Blood was gushing out!
"ah!"
Wei Yixiao let out a strange cry and quickly pressed the acupoint to stop the bleeding, otherwise he would bleed to death in a short while.
Then, with an unknown source of strength, he unleashed an astonishing aura, leaping up and transforming into a black shadow as he flew away at an astonishing speed.
Even Murong Fu was slightly surprised.
The power that a person unleashes before death is truly boundless.
If he chases, he can naturally catch up.
However, the half-dead Blue-Winged Bat King is the best bat.
Murong Fu turned to Abbess Miejue, cupped his fists, and said, "Abbess, your swordsmanship is superb. I admire it."
Miejue used the Heaven-Slaying Sword as a cane for support, clutched her chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and her face was extremely pale.
"Master!"
The young nuns had just finished clearing out the remaining Ming Cult disciples when they saw Miejue in such a state, and they were all startled.
"It's alright. I feel much better after spitting out this mouthful of blood."
Extinction shook her head slightly, her tone softening.
Murong Fu asked, "Master, are you suffering from internal injuries?"
Extinction replied, "This humble nun fought the White-browed Eagle King yesterday and was entangled with the Green-winged Bat King today. It's just that I'm tired from overwork, but it's nothing serious."
"It's good that you're alright, Master." Murong Fu nodded gently and said righteously, "However, you're not in good condition, Master. How about I escort you and the others back to Mount Emei to prevent the demonic cult from attacking again?"
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