C814 Jing Mushang

"It's you! I'll kill you all at the same time." The expert from Holy Temple also recognized Zuo Yu and the others. Its eyes were cold and filled with endless killing intent.

"Quick... Let's go..." Jing Muang said with a trembling voice. The first thing he thought of was to let the two of them escape.

"Haha, Jing Muang, the leader of the Seven Star Lords? Go to hell." While they were talking, two people seized the opportunity to attack. They were extremely excited and made the first contribution. Right at this moment. The two of them wanted to see who charged the fastest and wanted to monopolize the credit.

Zuo Yu moved, and so did little cheap dragon. Both of them had cold expressions on their faces as they stepped forward and threw out their Creation Dragon Fist.

"Get lost!"

"You're courting death!" The two men who had rushed over were also furious. They attacked ruthlessly without showing any mercy.

The sword and the dragon roared. With two bangs, the momentum of the two men stopped. They fell over and splashed blood all over the ground.

Zuo Yu and the other man stood still. Their Qi was soaring. At this moment, their Qi was the same.

Jing Muang was stunned for a moment. The two men just now were both Seventh Layer of Void Stage warriors. Zuo Yu and Zuo Yu were both killed with a single punch. What kind of strength was this? However, he didn't have time to think about it. Blood was flowing out from his mouth. His life force had begun to fade.

In an instant, the chaotic battle in the surroundings had ended. The remaining few people from the Dark Star Sect were all killed. All the experts from the Holy Temple had gathered here. They were staring coldly at Zuo Yu and the others, and the first thing they did was to surround them.

"How dare you!"

"Kill them all!" One of the leaders of Holy Temple furiously harrumphed and attacked.

Zuo Yu and the other man had just killed the incoming enemies, but more of them had already arrived. Both of them took a step forward and walked side by side, using the same movement technique. The same fist and the different Ling Jue, a sword cry and a blade cry. A faint dragon roar was heard. Someone had come to kill them, and the battle was intense. The rhythm was swift and fierce... In an instant, the person who had come had flown away in succession.

Zuo Yu and the other man were full of fighting spirit. They were invincible and instantly killed all the enemies in front of them.

"Kill them all!" Zuo Yu coldly harrumphed and retreated.

Jianlan and the others were also rushing forward. When they heard this, they burst into laughter. Their fighting spirit became even stronger, and they fought fiercely in all directions. They were incomparably brave and fierce.

These people didn't seem to be the main force of the Holy Temple. They weren't as strong as the group of people who were chasing them. Jianlan and the others could easily suppress them.

Zuo Yu flashed back to Jing Muang's side and looked at him. He didn't know where to start. There were too many causes and effects involved, but this meeting was different from the past. Furthermore, he could feel that Jing Muang's life force was dissipating. This old man was covered in blood. He was powerless to reverse the situation, and he still felt very unpleasant in his heart. This old man had truly treated them sincerely in the past.

"Hi." little cheap dragon waved his hand to greet them, but he swallowed the words that came after. He didn't know how to say it.

"Ahem..." Jing Muang coughed out blood. "Hehe... He did not even call me uncle anymore... "Jing Muang laughed bitterly," That's right, why am I your... uncle... "

Jing Muang spat out a large mouthful of blood. Zuo Yu squatted down on one knee to support him and reached out to support him.

"Wind Speaker..." Jing Muang looked up at Zuo Yu, "No... I should call you Zuo Yu, right?"

"Sorry, I am Zuo Yu." Zuo Yu said softly.

"Haha, good. Tell me, who exactly are you... Jing Muang's aura became weaker and weaker, and it became harder for him to speak.

Zuo Yu knew what he was referring to. He shook his head gently. Until now, he didn't want to lie to this old man anymore. Besides, this old man should already know about it. He just wanted to get his recognition.

"Hehe..." Jing Muang laughed bitterly, "So it's... really..."

"I'm sorry." Zuo Yu said sincerely, "But I never thought of making you my enemy. I have always regarded you as a respectable elder in my heart. During that time, you were indeed my uncle..."

"Ah... During that time..." Jing Muang smiled and was filled with loneliness.

"Oh right, we are also friends with Xing ZiStar Girl. This time, they know who we are..." Zuo Yu quickly said. Since he was powerless, he just wanted to make the old man feel more at ease.

"Okay... Okay..." Jing Muang murmured. He raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at the two of them. "I have no children in my life. I don't have any disciples either. A few decent ones. I am actually... very happy to see you guys. At least... I have taught you guys... "

"Uncle-master." Zuo Yu said softly.

"Haha..." Jing Muang smiled with relief. In fact, when he saw the two of them stop the enemies for him without saying anything, the knot in his heart had already been lifted.

"Uncle-Master, who is it? With your strength, these guys would definitely not injure you to such an extent..." Zuo Yu coldly glanced at the surrounding chaotic battlefield and asked softly.

Up until now, he could feel that Jing Muang was indeed at the peak of the void, and amongst the people of Holy Temple, there was only one peak of the void, and it seemed like he was relying on a treasured saber to enhance his strength.

Jing Muang shook his head and said, "No need to worry about it. It was a... Undead Expert... Cough cough..." As Jing Muang spoke, a large amount of blood flowed out from his mouth.

"Martial Uncle." Zuo Yu felt very unpleasant in his heart.

"I can... finally see... You... I am content... Hur hur..." Jing Muang stretched out his old and trembling hand," I... I... I... "

Zuo Yu reached out and grabbed his hand, but he felt his hand sink. Jing Muang's breath had already stopped.

"Uncle." Zuo Yu called softly, but there was no response. Zuo Yu slowly reached out and closed his eyes.

Little cheap dragon stood at the side with a dark face. It was rare that he did not joke, and he seemed to be serious.

Zuo Yu's heart felt a little heavy. This elder had really treated them well. Furthermore, the Fragrans Plain had been destroyed that time. This elder had risked his life to protect them. Even this time, he clearly knew who they were. His first reaction was to let them escape... He really treated them sincerely, treating them as his juniors. They all had feelings, or else little cheap dragon wouldn't be like this. Usually, they were joking and joking, but now it was different. Right now, Zuo Yu still had Jing Muang's token in his storage ring. This had also helped him a lot.

Zuo Yu slowly stood up, and his eyes became cold.

"It's his grandfather's." little cheap dragon snorted and walked out with Zuo Yu.

The chaotic battle instantly stopped, but it was already over. Jianlan and the others had already slaughtered their enemies in all directions.

Zuo Yu and the other two walked out coldly. Jianlan and the others quickly gathered together, creating a whirlwind that wreaked havoc on the battlefield. In an instant, the group of eight was once again walking together.

Hu! The Qi in front of them was overbearing. The rising sun had reduced the strange white fog around them, and the expert from Holy Temple had arrived once again.

Zuo Yu and the others could feel it, and they rushed forward to meet it. Those people on the opposite side had obviously come for them as well, and they were filled with killing intent. Before the two of them even met, their Qi and killing intent had already begun to violently collide with each other.

In the next moment, both of them encountered each other.

There were a lot of people coming, and it was a mighty scene. There were only eight people in Zuo Yu's group, and they were all standing in a straight line. However, their Qi wasn't weak at all.

"It's you little thieves! Humph! Let's see where you can run to this time."

"You colluded with the Devil Dao, and now you've implicated ten races."

"Hmph, kill." The expert from Holy Temple had also recognized Zuo Yu and the others. Most of them were the group of people who had been chasing after Zuo Yu and the others. They were very strong. There were also some experts from the subsidiary powers of the Holy Temple. All of them were laughing evilly. They were up to no good.

However, Zuo Yu and the others were no longer the same as before.

Zuo Yu didn't pay any attention to these people. He just stared straight ahead. He looked at the leader of the Holy Temple. He was wearing a white robe. He had an indifferent expression on his face, and he stood there arrogantly. He was none other than the Son of the ___, Dichong, whom he hadn't seen for many days. Dichong had also improved. Like them, he was now at the third level of the Void Realm. It had to be said that this fellow's improvement was quite fast. They were able to make progress. However, Dichong hadn't fallen behind in the slightest during his bloody journey.

Dichong was also staring at Zuo Yu. His killing intent was unconcealed. It was an irreversible killing intent. The killing intent of Zuo Yu was like an imperial decree that couldn't be violated.

"Hehe..." little cheap dragon sneered. He also looked at Dichong and said to Zuo Yu without turning his head, "Kid, I will deal with him. This time, I must seize the Great Void Sword..."

Dichong let out a snort. He gave little cheap dragon a cold glance, and his killing intent soared.

In the next moment, Dichong rushed out. little cheap dragon and Zuo Yu also rushed out. The rest of the people from both sides agreed and followed him.

However, the people of Holy Temple were obviously lagging behind. Dichong didn't say anything. Their reactions were a little slower, but Jianlan and the others weren't slow at all. The two of them had a much better tacit understanding with Zuo Yu. The eight of them rushed out almost at the same time.

At this moment, there was no need for words. The only thing they needed to do was to fight.

Boom! The situation of the battle erupted without any warning.

Zuo Yu threw a punch, blocking Dichong's Saint Fist. little cheap dragon also threw a punch, and the two men's Creation Dragon Fist connected, sending Dichong flying backwards.

Jianlan and the others had the advantage. They were equally fierce. A row of experts from the Holy Temple were sent flying backwards. They were also killed or forced to retreat.

Dichong let out a furious snort. His Great Void Sacred Body was overbearing, and his punch had arrived once again.

Zuo Yu's figure flashed to the side. A punch had forced him to retreat. little cheap dragon's kick had sent Dichong a few steps back.

Dichong's Qi was violent and violent. He attacked once again, but he was forced to retreat again. It was impossible for him to fight Zuo Yu and ___ together.

"Kid, let me do it." little cheap dragon's combat intent was awe-inspiring. With a loud shout, he unleashed all nine of his bodies.

Zuo Yu dashed to the side in a flash. With the expert from Holy Temple, he wanted to help Dichong. Zuo Yu blocked all of them with a single punch. The Creation Dragon Fist was sharp and fast. The expert from Holy Temple was forced to retreat, followed by the Nine Square Heaven, killing three people in an instant.

"Haha..." little cheap dragon laughed out loud. His Qi was soaring up into the sky. He unleashed all six True Dragon Skills at the same time and lunged at Dichong.

Dichong's face turned ashen, and he threw his fist forward to meet the attack.