Chapter 1532: The Master of the Law Hall

Along with a scream, Mao Buhui, who was standing on the snake head, was thrown out, head down and feet down, and was directly hung on a branch.

The anaconda, however, was still coming, staring with a pair of red eyes, shrinking its body, and then suddenly stretching out, the huge snake head was like a truck, smashing directly towards me.

"Is it because its master died and it fell into a crazy state?" I tapped the ground with my toes, and the whole person floated up and landed on a branch. At this time, the snake head had already smashed down, accompanied by a "bang" sound, and the whole land was shaking.

"Qian Yu, the people of the Beast King Sect are controlled by special pills. Is that guy dead? Search him quickly. As long as we find those pills, we can use this damn thing!" Mao Buhui leaped and landed steadily on the ground. However, when he saw the pile of ashes on the ground, he couldn't help but twitched his mouth and cursed: "Fuck, it turned into ashes? You didn't search him?"

I shook my head. Mao Buhui was so angry that he shook all over when he saw the situation: "This is a master of physical skills. He must have precious medicines for treating external injuries and refining the body. You burned him to ashes without even searching him? Damn it!"

At this time, the snake's head was raised high again, and a strange cry came out of the anaconda's mouth. Purple-brown liquid was continuously spit out by it.

The liquid was highly corrosive, and the trees and flowers that were sprayed with it withered and turned yellow in an instant, and even made a "sizzling" sound.

"This thing is in a violent state, it's hard to get close to it, let's retreat first!" Mao Buhui said, leaping and turning to leave.

But at this moment, I suddenly saw the void beside the anaconda flash, and a figure turned from virtual to real. It turned out that Wang Zhenhong had come here at some point and had been lurking beside the anaconda. At this moment, Wang Zhenhong attacked, his blood and qi were like rainbows, his fists were like full bows, and with a terrifying sonic boom, he hit the anaconda directly at the seven inches.

"Puff..."

A muffled sound was heard, and then blood splashed. Wang Zhenhong's powerful punch directly penetrated the anaconda's huge body. The severe pain made the anaconda howl in pain, and its huge body suddenly curled up in pain. Then,

Wang Zhenhong jumped down again and landed steadily on the anaconda's huge head. Then, his fists were like dragons, hitting the anaconda's head continuously.

"This ghost thing's defense is so strong that it is still alive after being hit so many times by the master of physical arts?" I frowned slightly, thinking that it was fortunate that this ghost thing was led away by Mao Buhui just now, otherwise, it would be hard to say who would win between me and Ruan Gong.

Unless... I have revealed all my cards, it would be difficult to deal with a master of physical arts and this anaconda with a defense that is not inferior to that of a master of physical arts at the same time, especially with a monkey and a ghost-faced spider hiding in the dark.

A few minutes later, accompanied by a miserable scream, the huge head of the anaconda finally fell, and hit the ground with a "bang", and Wang Zhenhong also flashed and quickly came to my side.

"Qian Yu, are you okay?" Wang Zhenhong looked at me and asked.

I shook my head. "How's the situation over there?"

Hearing this, Wang Zhenhong shook his head with a wry smile. "I started off badly, and actually offended a person from the Fire Control School. However, afterwards I killed several half-step physical technique grandmasters in succession, so it can be considered a small gain."

I nodded, and then my mind moved, and a tongue of fire immediately spurted out from my palm, and with a "whoosh" it enveloped the huge snake body.

"Oh my god, don't burn it, don't burn it, this thing is full of treasures, the snake skin can be made into defensive clothes, the snake fangs can be made into weapons, damn it!"

Mao Buhui slapped his thigh, looking distressed. Seeing my indifferent expression, he said, "You are a full man who doesn't know the hungry man's hunger. You have a lot of treasures, and they are all artifact-level. Do you know that a large sect that has been passed down for thousands of years can have a artifact as a treasure of the sect, which is already rare and precious. But you are so good, you only have two artifacts. Damn it, you have to let us poor brothers drink some soup with you!"

I shook my head helplessly when I heard it, and then asked, "Have you seen Mu Yunxi?"

"No." Wang Zhenhong shook his head. "The people on my side have been cleared out. The people of the Fire Control Sect have extremely strong killing capabilities. So since there are people from the Fire Control Sect on that side, they are destined not to leave more people. I estimate that most of the troops should be on Mu Yunxi's side."

"Let's go and take a look."

After I finished speaking, I flapped my wings and quickly flew in the direction of Mu Yunxi.

Along the way, I didn't fly very fast, and tried my best to hide my own aura.

"Why is it so quiet? This is a bit strange!" Mao Buhui frowned and stopped on a branch beside me, whispering: "General Mu...is not sailing in the ditch?"

"How is that possible!" Wang Zhenhong shook his head: "General Mu is a flying zombie. Even if she encounters a strong opponent to surround her, she can't be killed silently. At least she will make a huge noise."

"Then why is there no sound at all?" Mao Buhui shook his head and said, "Could it be that everyone was killed and they are taking a break."

I shook my head solemnly, and then said: "Formation."

"Formation?" The two were stunned: "Qian Yu, you mean...General Mu is trapped in the formation?"

"Yeah." I nodded. "It's not like they're trapped. They're probably fighting in a formation."

As I finished speaking, I closed my eyes and used my five senses to sense everything.

The next second, my heart was shocked because there was indeed a formation that blocked all air a hundred meters in front of us.

"Let's go." I flashed and quickly approached. When I was thirty meters away from the formation, I flashed and hid in the dense bushes.

"Fuck, people from overseas are also practicing formations?" Mao Buhui was surprised, but his expression changed the next second: "No, these are not people from overseas, these are... us Chinese!"

Mao Buhui was right, these people were not from overseas, this can be seen from their clothes and appearance.

"These are people from the Five Poison Spirit Sect." Wang Zhenhong whispered; "The man in the black Taoist robe is named Chu Lianshan, the head of the Five Poison Spirit Sect's Dharma Hall."

"So they are from the Five Poison Spirit Sect, but they are just a group of people playing formations, just kill them!"

Mao Buhui grinned, looked at me, and saw that I had no objection, then he flashed, like a leopard hunting for food, suddenly rushed out, and rushed straight to the nearest formation master.