With a thought, he quickly flew over.
At the border between the mist and the stone forest.
Yan Changhong sped all the way!
She clutched the incense burner in her hand tightly.
The incense burner was a divine treasure with a built-in space. Its fragrance permeated the surroundings, and it was filled with dense vitality.
Moreover, there was a fluctuation of a brand within the incense burner.
"Yan Changhong! Put Mu Canghai down and I'll spare your life! "The one who caught up was the second ranked disciple of the Red Leaf branch, Shan Xiong!
Yan Changhong hugged the incense burner tightly, her eyes filled with grief and indignation. "How audacious of you! How dare you lay your hands on a fellow pavilion member! After we get out, report to the Pavilion Master that you will have to bear the consequences! "
Shan Xiong laughed coldly as he chased after him. "That depends on which fellow pavilion member we attack. If you were the main culprits of the Heavenly Stem Astral Tribulation back then, the rest of the pavilion members would only clap their hands in glee if you were eliminated! "
Yan Changhong was extremely sorrowful.
He might not have been able to tell when he was in the Sword Pavilion Sea Region.
However, after participating in the adventure, one could see how much the Sword Pavilion Sea Region was discriminated against.
When the two of them entered the Ancient Dream Altar, none of the Star Pavilion members were willing to team up with them.
Even the Cave World Venerable team, which did not even have an overlord, politely declined to follow Mu Canghai, the silver overlord.
Now that they were being chased by the Red Leaf Pavilion branch, they had no help.
If it was in the past, the Red Leaf Pavilion branch had no enmity with the Sword Pavilion branch. Even if the Red Leaf Pavilion branch was unwilling to befriend the Sword Pavilion branch, it would not be like this, where the Red Leaf Pavilion branch treated the Sword Pavilion branch as an enemy.
It was all because of Su Yu, who had appeared out of nowhere!
Bai Xuejian found Mu Canghai and ordered him to look for Su Yu, but Mu Canghai refused.
Unexpectedly, Bai Xuejian took advantage of the moment when Mu Canghai was not paying attention and seriously injured him!
When Mu Canghai came to the Ancient Dream Altar, he had been searching for all kinds of Heaven and Earth Treasures. He had no intention of ranking them.
Thus, from the beginning to the end, he had never taken away anyone's imprint.
It was easy to imagine that this sword had not only injured her, but it had also threatened her right to continue exploring.
Now, she was recuperating in the incense burner, relying on Yan Changhong to help her escape.
Yan Changhong was not stupid. She planned to escape into the misty area.
As long as they entered, they would have an eighty percent chance of escaping with the help of the mist that shielded their senses and imprints.
Unfortunately, Shan Xiong and the others had also seen through her plan and sped up their pursuit.
Just as Yan Changhong was about to escape into the mist, she was stopped.
Five figures surrounded Yan Changhong.
Shan Xiong sneered, "Even though we are both Bronze Overlords, the difference is still huge. You are still too inexperienced to escape from my palm!"
Yan Changhong hugged the incense burner tightly and shrieked, "Do you really want to fight to the death?"
Shan Xiong crossed his arms in front of his chest and sneered, "Brothers, what did you hear from her? A life and death struggle? You scared me to death! "
Immediately, the five of them burst into laughter.
"The fish is dead, but the net is not broken, right?"
"Haha, the people from the Sword Pavilion branch are as laughable and pathetic as ever. Why don't they weigh themselves first?"
"Come on, don't do anything. Let me try and see if my net is enough to catch her!"
The last one to speak was the fourth ranked disciple of the Maple Branch, Zhao Wuwei.
He was still brooding over being swept out of the mountain peak by Xue Yu with a single sword strike.
Who was Xue Yu's subordinate? Everyone was well aware of it!
They spared no effort to kill Mu Canghai and Yan Changhong. It was not only because of Bai Xuejian's order, but also because of their own selfishness.
The humiliation they suffered at Xue Yu's hands was returned to Mu Canghai!
Zhao Wuwei took out a flute and played it on the spot.
A fluttering celestial song intoxicated people's hearts.
Yan Changhong's eyes were blurred, revealing a dreamy look.
Zhao Wuwei smiled faintly. The celestial sound of the flute suddenly intensified. Strands of sound combined with divine power stabbed towards Yan Changhong's head.
The blurred Yan Changhong was caught off guard and immediately held her head and screamed.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Wuwei's flute flew out like a sword.
With a shuttle, the flute shot towards Yan Changhong's neck.
For her, who did not have any extra imprints, this sword was enough to completely eliminate Yan Changhong.
However, something unexpected happened.
When the flute was about to pierce Yan Changhong's head, she bit the tip of her tongue and woke herself up with a sharp pain.
At the critical moment, Yan Changhong's left hand formed a seal and a powerful divine technique was displayed.
"Iron Horse Glacier!"
There seemed to be an invisible army of thousands of horses galloping over on an icy long river.
A huge roar caused an extremely strong spatial vibration.
The flute, which was close at hand, trembled and weakened. Yan Changhong grabbed it with one hand.
Zhao Wuwei turned pale with fright when his divine weapon was snatched away. He hurriedly displayed a defensive divine technique.
In a hurry, he used his Divine Power to form a giant tortoise. The tortoise crouched on the ground like a small black mountain.
From the looks of it, it was extremely defensive.
When the sound wave attacked, the huge tortoise also shook.
Zhao Wuwei, who was deep inside, could not help but spit out a huge mouthful of blood, which dyed a large part of his clothes white.
Zhao Wuwei wiped the divine blood at the corner of his mouth, his expression filled with deep shame and anger. "Just so-so! Next, it's my turn! "
Yan Changhong sneered. "Who told you it's over?"
Hmm? Zhao Wuwei's heart skipped a beat.
Yan Changhong said in a low voice, "Explode!"
Buzz —
The sound wave that seeped into the tortoise was like a piece of music that had entered the most exciting moment.
As soon as the word was said, the sound wave inside the tortoise erupted like a volcano that had been compressed to the extreme!
An earth-shattering sonic boom instantly shattered the tortoise.
Zhao Wuwei was in the middle of it. He was so shocked that his life was in danger.
The Ancient Dream Altar sensed that he was in danger of death. It released a wave and protected him within it. Then, it completely teleported him away.
Yan Changhong rubbed her aching eyebrows. Her gentle and charming face revealed traces of mockery. "It seems that this fish thinks too highly of its own weight. Before the net is broken, the fish is already dead!"
"Number Four!" The other four shouted in unison.
Obviously, Yan Changhong's strength was beyond their expectations.
"Bitch! How dare you destroy Number Four's opportunity! "A naked burly man who was full of vulgarities walked out angrily.
He was Zhao Liang, who was ranked third. His strength was one level higher than Zhao Wuwei.
They were both Bronze Overlords, but Zhao Liang had the absolute advantage in sparring between the two.
"Pfft! Your opportunity is an opportunity, but ours isn't? "Yan Changhong snorted." Bring it on! I've said it before. Today, either the fish dies or the net splits! "
"Scram!" Zhao Liang scolded angrily. His voice was like a huge bell and it was extremely shocking.
"Nine Layered Pagoda Fist!" Zhao Liang's legs stomped on the ground like a giant elephant, causing the ground to rumble.
A blood-colored pagoda appeared in front of him. It was nine levels tall, and each level was built from countless corpses.
Although it was a virtual image, it had the powerful impact of a real object!
Yan Changhong's eyes narrowed. She once again displayed the "Iron Horse Ice River"!
The powerful sound wave swept out and shook the Buddha's Pagoda, and it tore open numerous hideous cracks on it.
"Explode!"
When the sound wave reached its peak, a single word was uttered. The sound wave suddenly erupted!
Zhao Liang was not afraid. He laughed angrily. "Little bitch, I'll let you have a taste of the true meaning of the Nine Layered Pagoda Fist!"
Before the sound wave could shatter the pagoda, the body of the pagoda cracked.
A palm print appeared on each level. There were a total of nine levels.
From low to high, the higher the level, the more shocking the divine power contained in the palm force.
Bang —
The first palm strike instantly shattered half of the huge impact brought by the sound wave.
Bang —
Bang —
The second and third palm strikes continued to weaken.
When the fourth level's palm strike appeared, the sound wave was completely obliterated.
The fifth level's palm strike flew towards Yan Changhong without any obstruction.
"Blinded by a single leaf!" Yan Changhong waved a leaf.
The leaf expanded in the air, turning into a giant one million zhang tall, blocking in front of her.
With a muffled sound, the leaf was hit. An extremely deep mark appeared on the leaf.
Then, it was the sixth palm strike.
The leaf was pierced through with a pop, turning into a broken leaf that withered away.
The seventh palm strike came with an even more majestic momentum.
Yan Changhong could not block it. She used all of her divine power to block it.
Wa —
All of her divine power was scattered on the spot. Her delicate body was immediately sent flying.
She was still in the air when the eighth palm strike hit her!
Puchi —
Yan Changhong's body was covered in injuries. There were many cracks on the surface of her body. She was severely injured!
Zhao Liang laughed coldly. "Goodbye, Deputy Pavilion Master Yan!"
Boom —
The ninth palm strike finally came.
Under this palm strike, Yan Changhong would definitely be eliminated. There was no exception.
In Yan Changhong's eyes, the golden palm grew larger and larger, quickly covering the world in front of her.
She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and endured the impending pain.
Bang —
The heavy sound of flesh falling into her ears, but the pain that Yan Changhong imagined did not come.
When Zhang Xuan opened his eyes, he was greeted by the sight of a frail and old figure.
It was Mu Canghai!
She was covered in milky white divine blood that flowed endlessly.
The divine power in her body was extremely deficient!
She stood there as if a gust of wind could blow her to the ground.
"Pavilion Master!" Yan Changhong was shocked. "Your injuries …"
What moved her was that Mu Canghai had used his flesh body to block the ninth palm strike.
Her already heavy injuries became even more severe.
The milky-white divine blood flowed down her arm like a meandering stream.
She could not hold on for long!
Mu Canghai's face was pale, and there were traces of blood at the corner of his mouth. He cupped his fists at Shan Xiong and Zhao Liang. "The younger generation will surpass the older! This old one begs a favor from the two of you. Can we stop here? "
Zhao Liang saw Mu Canghai personally taking action and instinctively trembled.
After all, she was a silver overlord.
However, Mu Canghai begged for mercy as soon as he appeared. Only then did Zhao Liang calm down.
He could easily take care of the other party with such heavy injuries.
Zhao Liang smiled coldly. "Stop here? Mu Canghai, do you think you have the right to say such words? "
He licked his lips excitedly. "Speaking of which, I have never tried to fight a silver overlord. If Pavilion Master Mu is willing to fulfill my little wish, I can consider letting you go!"
Yan Changhong scolded angrily. "Shameless! If you have the ability, wait until Pavilion Master Mu recovers before fighting! How shameless is it to fight her now? "
Zhao Liang smiled strangely. "Hmph, whether you are willing or not depends on you!"
"Forget it, then let's fight." Mu Canghai said indifferently.
Under Shan Xiong's gaze, Zhao Liang immediately attacked.
It was another "Nine Layer Pagoda Fist"!
Mu Canghai took a deep breath and formed a seal with both hands. A weak light like a fluorescent insect flew out from his fingertips.
In the end, the seemingly weak fluorescent light instantly burned the Nine Layer Pagoda Fist!
Zhao Liang's scalp went numb and he sucked in a breath of cold air.
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