Dao fellow initiates

Chapter 217 Fierce Battle

Yang Mu looked around, there were a total of 24 people, except Yue Long who was beaten and Zheng Jie who was a rookie.

There is one person from Tongxuan Qizhong, ten people from Tongxuan Sixth Layer, and the remaining 13 people are all from Tongxuan Fifth Layer.

With such a luxurious lineup, it can be said that even Nanru Academy's backbone is nothing more than that.

The other party is nothing more than a group of bandits, but with such a scale, it is hard to imagine how big the forces behind it must be.

Seeing 24 people besieging them, Yang Mu immediately suppressed his thoughts and rushed forward.

Ma Lido and Qian You, who had recovered from their strength, also rose up to fight against the enemy.

Compared with those days, their cultivation has also reached the fifth level of Tongxuan, but among this group of people, they only belong to the bottom group.

Fortunately, the people on the other side knew that Yang Mu was the only real enemy, so they sent two people to stop Ma Qian and Ma Qian, and the rest all besieged Yang Mu.

"kill!"

The sound of shouting and killing resounded all around, as if overwhelming the sky and covering the earth.

But Yang Mu showed no trace of fear on his face. With a wave of his long arm, an ordinary refined iron spear appeared in his hand.

Cold shadow shooting!

In the blink of an eye, he fired dozens of shots in a row, bloody arrows scattered in the air, and screams of pain sounded, directly sweeping an empty area around him.

"This kid!"

"Damn it!"

"It's such a quick combo that you can't even see the shadow of the gun."

"Don't be afraid, this kid has nothing to show for, but he is actually a silver spear and wax head, vulnerable to a single blow."

"That's right, look at yourself, it's just skin wounds, rush up and kill him."

……

The bandits who were first shocked by Yang Mu's powerful aura, and then reacted, continued to swarm up.

As expected of a madman licking blood on the tip of a knife, he is not so easy to fool.

Yang Mu's heart sank, and just about to continue swinging the spear, he suddenly felt a twist in his stomach, and a painful tearing sensation came, which made him almost lose his grip on the spear.

It's a bit too forced!

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have fought with Yue Long for so long...

He is really eager for skills. Apart from opportunistically killing a few powerful enemies with the Longyin Golden Spear, it can be said that he has never really fought against an opponent whose strength is not much different.

At this moment, a long-legged man who wanted to die was the first to come to Yang Mu with a knife, and slashed down.

"court death!"

Yang Mu smiled coldly, just because you dare to go so far, it's like a heifer flying on a plane, it's awesome.

For this kind of idiot, Yang Mu stabbed directly, penetrated through, and then flew out.

Yang Mu glanced at the blood on the tip of the gun, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Gozha was accurate, otherwise the white spear would go in and the green spear would exit, it would be too disgusting.

But what's even more disgusting... He didn't dare to think about it. After all, not everyone is willing to be a real man like Lord Xin.

Soon, one or three rushed up, besieging and killing Yang Mu.

They were all a group of desperadoes, and they were not frightened by Yang Mu's methods. On the contrary, the death of the people around them aroused their bloodliness even more.

Cold Shadow Spear Art is indeed a good group attack skill, but in Tongxuan Realm, it can only exert the power of ordinary stabbing, and because of the large number of people, it needs to pursue the advantage of speed, so the power is naturally much smaller.

If you are dealing with some ordinary people, you can definitely kill them with one blow, but against a group of warriors whose cultivation base is above the fifth level of Tongxuan, it will pale in comparison.

It can only cause a little skin trauma.

clang!clang!

puff!

Yang Mu picked up two weapons that were coming towards him, and Yang Mu's spear shot out like a dragon, piercing the throat of one of them, and blood flowed profusely immediately, while the other lost his weapon, and instead of retreating, he raised his fist towards Yang Mu. Shepherd smashed it.

Tiger Roaring Fist!

Yang Mu took advantage of the situation and drew out his spear to resist the attacks of other enemies. At the same time, he clenched his fist with his left hand and aimed at the fist of the oncoming person.

boom!

Click!

"what!"

The man's arm couldn't bear Yang Mu's punching force, his elbow bent in an exaggerated way, the sound of bones breaking could be heard, and bone fragments could still be vaguely seen on the cracked wound.

The tip of the gun blocked the incoming weapons, Yang Mu swung the stick with the handle of the gun, and after sweeping away four or five people, he squatted slightly, stepped on the soles of his feet, and the whole person shot out like an off-string arrow.

Like a wolf like a flock of sheep, he is well versed in this way, every move, every move, the blocking is just right, and the strength from the wrist to the waist can burst out in an instant, making the wind blow.

The body of the gun is like a swimming dragon, extremely flexible, and under the huge force of flipping, the opponent's weapon will be touched in a circle, and the palm of the opponent will be shaken and painful, and the weapon will even be thrown out of his hand.

For a while, Yang Mu had swept away most of the enemies.

At this moment, his injury intensified untimely. It was as if there was a raging fire burning in his internal organs.

The sweat on his face was mixed with the blood of the enemy, which gradually blurred his vision.

"Damn it, it hurts so much that my brain is going to explode."

Yang Mu wiped off the blood on his face, resisting the pain and rushed forward again.

"Come on, give it to me, this kid will die."

Zheng Jie hid aside, saw Yang Mu's situation clearly, and immediately shouted excitedly, with a hint of hatred in his eyes and relief.

He seemed to have seen the tragic appearance of Yang Mu kneeling in front of him, allowing him to humiliate him, and then being trampled to pieces bit by bit.

"Brother Yang!"

"grown ups!"

Ma Liduo and Qian You were already struggling to deal with their opponents, and they had no time to take care of Yang Mu, let alone contain one or two more enemies for him.

It has to be said that although the two of them have reached the fifth level of Tongxuan, their own strength is really not flattering, and they were almost beaten by two of the same realm who intercepted them in Jindao Village.

Almost as simple as a mother beating her son.

Finally, after one shot pierced an enemy's heart, Yang Mu's long spear was cut off by a person rushing up with a knife before he could draw it out.

Unknown when, a person appeared from his right side, was punched in the abdomen, and the whole person was overwhelmed and flew upside down.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yang Mu, who fell to the ground, held a half-cut gun and stood up from the ground with support. His face was pale, stained with the blood of the enemy or himself, coupled with his young and handsome face with sharp edges and corners, there was an indescribable enchantment. different.

Surrounded by evil spirits, his eyes were filled with boundless killing intent. At first glance, he looked like a bloodthirsty demon king walking out of a sea of ​​blood from a mountain of corpses.

"This... this kid, kill him quickly!"

Seeing that there were less than ten subordinates, Zheng Jie roared almost madly.

The martial artist of the seventh level of Tongxuan in the crowd was good at sneak attacks, and he had been hiding in the crowd, popping up from time to time, attacking and killing Yang Mu, and finding gaps, it can be said to be very tricky.

And with that punch just now, this person succeeded in a sneak attack.

Originally, he used a dagger, but before Yang Mu accidentally found an opportunity, he picked up the weapon and couldn't hold it for a long time, so he had to use his fists to make a surprise attack. Fortunately, he succeeded in the opponent's move.

"come!"

Yang Mu was completely unafraid, let out a roar, threw away the broken gun, and raised his middle finger, mocking.