C47 Kill the Ma(5)

Not much combat experience is their tragedy, that's their pity.

The people of Boys Group were willing to exchange injuries for injuries, but the people of Ma Clan didn't dare. Because they were used to enjoying it, they naturally didn't want to suffer a serious injury at this moment. Without powerful combat strength, they would be no match for a pig in their tribe. Therefore, they didn't dare, and didn't want to suffer that much pain.

The moves of the people from the Boys Group weren't very fancy, but each and every one of them was a killing move, aiming at their vitals.

Although the techniques of the Ma Clan were magnificent and powerful, it was basically impossible for them to hit a vital point. This was the difference between them and the Ma Clan. However, the only advantage of the Ma Clan was that they had a lot of people.

When the battle began, the ground and the sky became incomparably intense.

The people below were all fighting with their lives on the line. They were all using their ultimate skills.

Wu Kun had three opponents. However, Wu Kun didn't show any signs of fear. He shouted, "One sword strike, Mountain Splits the Sea. The sword has injured me and myself."

When the sword attack was launched, it hit the target. There was no accident. Puchi!

Pooh!

A mouthful of blood sprayed out.

The sword flew out of his hand.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, it hit an old man.

The old man who was hit had a dazed look on his face. He had never thought that Wu Kun would use such a move. One should know that there were two more people attacking him from behind. This was the rhythm of the three people's attacks.

The first attack was him, the second attack was the fat old man, and the third attack was the sturdy middle-aged man.

Puff!

Wu Kun coughed out a mouthful of blood. He didn't want to do this unless he had no other choice. However, he knew that it wouldn't benefit him if he dragged this on. He had to end this battle quickly.

Swoosh! The two sharp swords behind him pierced through Wu Kun's body. Although Wu Kun's face was ferocious, he did not shout out. Instead, he turned his grief into a raging combat strength.

The sharp sword that pierced through the old man's chest was pulled out by Wu Kun. He struck at the back of the old man again.

Ka!

All of his bones were broken by the sword.

The middle-aged man was in pain. He roared and slashed at Wu Kun. Wu Kun didn't even blink. He stared at his opponent and stabbed his sword at the middle-aged man's neck.

The middle-aged man also wanted to stab into Wu Kun's chest. However, when he saw that Hong Feng wanted to die together with him, his expression changed. He didn't want to die, much less die on the battlefield like the old man.

A feeling of retreat emerged in his heart. The feeling of retreat couldn't be stopped. Fear emerged in his heart, and what awaited him was death.

"I have the old and the young. How can I die here? No, no, I absolutely can't." The middle-aged man secretly said to himself. He found a reason to convince himself, and then he withdrew his long sword. He changed the thrust into a block.

When two met on a narrow path, the brave would win. This battle was a psychological battle. The middle-aged man cowered, and as a result, his tragedy was born.

Dang!

A clear clashing sound was heard. Wu Kun's sword hit the middle-aged man's sword. In the next moment, he swung his sword to the side, and then the sword was harvested.

Puchi. A head rolled down, ending his life. There was still an old man left.

When it was about to arrive, Wu Kun abandoned his long sword and fought with his bare hands. His fists transformed into bears, birds, and fierce beasts, mixing with the power of the ferocious beast as he attacked.

In the end, Wu Kun didn't care about his own injuries. He wanted to die together with the old man, causing him to be seriously injured. As for the old man, he unfortunately fell.

Wu Kun didn't have the strength to fight anymore. He collapsed onto the ground, watching his brothers bleed and cry as they died on the battlefield.

Qi Dazhi was the fastest person to deal with his opponent, and he was one of them.

"Transverse spear!" One of them was pierced by the long spear.

"Spread the horse!" There was a horse beneath him, and it galloped on horseback. Its speed was also the fastest, and with a single strike, it killed an opponent.

"Cold Light!" When the cold Light appeared, who could contend against it? In the blink of an eye, it struck an enemy. Everything was over.

Everyone watched as Qi Dazhi attacked with such ferocity that one person could challenge several people of the same level as him. Then, they threw themselves at him.

Qi Dazhi's expression was ice cold as he snorted coldly. "A Thousand Mile Bamboo Shattering Strike!" This move was a group of moves, and the long spear drew an arc in the air. The surrounding crowd of people were all instantly killed.

The price Qi Dazhi paid was that he had overdrawn his combat strength and fainted.

"Waiter. Eat my blade." Chi Ye wielded his three axes and chopped down at the three of them. Three scalding heads fell to the ground.

Some people saw how fierce Chi Ye was and also went to attack him.

However, someone immediately shouted, "Brother Chi. I will help you." Instantly, two people surrounded Chi Ye and helped him resolve this crisis.

However, Chi Ye smiled and said, "I will teach you guys here."

"Brother Chi, don't worry. We don't care about these bitches." They said.

With that, they went to fight.

Furthermore, in the sky, the battle that decided life and death was still ongoing.

"Ten Thousand Swords Piercing the Heart!" In the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with sharp swords. Any sharp sword could easily move a person's body. At the same time, it was also extremely dangerous, because if one was not careful, the result would be death.

Facing the sharp swords that filled the sky, Fenn Wutong showed a very calm expression. He smiled and said, "As expected of the guardian of Ma Clan. He used the killing move of a junior the moment he attacked."

Fenn Wutong looked calm on the surface, but he was very cautious in his heart. This move was very powerful. If he was careless, he might be injured.

A sword that could cut the sky!

The holy artifact and the Red Copper Sword were taken out. The power of the divine artifact was suddenly unleashed. The terrifying Qi made Fenn Wutong stronger by a few points.

This holy artifact was created with the painstaking effort of a Saint. It was a weapon that was completely formed from combat strength. As long as it was not damaged, it could be preserved for a long time. This was the reason why it could increase one's combat strength by several times in a short period of time. However, it consumed too much combat strength.

Fenn Wutong held the Scarlet Blood Sword in his hand and made an invincible stance. With a slash of his sword, the space was slashed down. Countless sharp blades entered the void, and even the waves were mercilessly destroyed.

"What a good move! A sword that can cut through the sky, cut through the spatial zone, and appeared in the void. However, this isn't enough to be called a sword that can cut through the sky. " Ma Qiran said in a cold voice.

"Myriad Swords Become One! An endless number of sharp swords appeared in the sky. However, these sharp swords merged into one, turning into a huge sword that was 30 meters long.

The terrifying huge sword emitted waves of cold air. Fenn Wutong's facial expression also changed a little. He thought that this move was obviously not as simple as the previous one.

The red copper sword could be big or small. At this moment, it suddenly increased in size. In the blink of an eye, it had expanded to 30 meters, which was similar to Ma Qiran's huge sword.

The two of them collided, and dazzling sparks burst out.

RUUUUMMMMBLLLLE!

A loud sound, as if gunpowder had been blasted apart, resounded through the horizon.

Instantly, a terrifying sound attracted the attention of everyone present, causing the battle to temporarily stop for a second or two. After the sound, everyone continued to fight, a life and death situation.

"Not bad, not bad, but just this alone is still not enough. If you only have this much strength, then this battle will end." Ma Qiran said slowly.

At the same time, a cauldron appeared. This was the holy artifact of the Ma Clan, the Qi Replenishing Cauldron. It could attack, defend, and concoct medicine.

The cauldron rang three times.

One sound boosted his momentum!

Two sounds, weaken the enemy!

The third sound was soul-stirring!

With a sound, the momentum of the people who were fighting suddenly soared.

Two sounds rang out, and the enemies fighting below all felt a wave of pressure assaulting them.

Three sounds rang out, and the enemies fighting below were all in a trance. It was this trance that caused a huge amount of damage to the mercenary group.

This sudden change seemed to be out of Fenn Wutong's expectations, and his expression changed drastically.

"A group of barbarians, giving face but not giving face. Today, this old man will make all of you die here." Ma Qiran spoke with a murderous aura.

"A thousand men and thousands of soldiers! Who do you think you are going to give me?! If I don't go to jail, who can? "Fenn Wutong said in a cold voice.

The copper sword buzzed and trembled, as if it wanted to kill someone right now.

Hong Feng slashed with the copper sword in his hand, and a red sword energy erupted from his body. That was a sword energy that was powerful enough to split a mountain. It was terrifying and powerful. It was terrifying.

Suppress!

As soon as the word left his mouth, the cauldron in his hand disappeared. When it reappeared, it absorbed the sword energy. There was no sound at all.

Fenn Wutong's pupils constricted. This was because his attack was powerful enough to severely injure a peak Battle Master who didn't have any holy artifact, but it was so easily blocked. This was truly unbelievable.

"Haha, not bad, not bad at all. Such pure combat strength is enough to concoct a batch of pills. At that time, we can nurture another person." Ma Qiran said with a smile.

"Haha, you are not leaving any excess energy to mock me. But do you think it will work?" Fenn Wutong said faintly.

"Hehe, I don't know if it will work or not. I know that you have contributed a portion of your strength to Ma Clan." Ma Qiran said.

"Explode!" A trace of ridicule flashed across the corner of Fenn Wutong's mouth.

Boom!

All of a sudden, the combat strength in the cauldron exploded, and the sound of the explosion was endless.

Ma Qiran's expression changed instantly. What the f * ck? There was something else in the cauldron, but after the explosion, it turned everything into ashes.

Looking at the ashen face of Ma Qiran, Fenn Wutong said helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. You forced yourself into the cauldron. What can I do?"

Fenn Wutong waved his sword again. The red sword Qi formed a ray of light that streaked across the sky like a meteor. It left behind afterimages.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out. The Qi Replenishing Cauldron was the main target of this attack. The Qi Replenishing Cauldron did not move at all, and there was no imprint on the cauldron either. Fenn Wutong's attack could be considered to have missed.

On the other hand, Fenn Wutong felt a headache coming on. What exactly was going on here? He couldn't hit it, couldn't hit it, and it was all in vain. He had exhausted all of his combat strength.

Actually, it wasn't like what Fenn Wutong had imagined.

Ma Qiran was actually also consuming a huge amount of his combat strength, but he had not revealed it.

If this battle didn't turn for the better, Boys Group would surely be defeated, and they might even be completely wiped out.