Chapter 40 (Drinks)

Seeing Mu Hao being injured by him, Wu Tian did not stop. Wu Tian had already made up his mind to seriously injure Mu Hao in order to calm his anger.

Wu Tian flashed under his feet, and quickly followed Mu Hao who was retreating rapidly. His right hand suddenly cut towards Mu Hao's throat. At this time, the red fighting spirit on Wu Tian's hand had faintly released. To outsiders, Wu Tian's right hand was like a sharp red sword light. Even Tute knew that if Wu Tian's right hand scratched Mu Hao's throat, he might kill Mu Hao in one fell swoop.

Seeing Wu Tian's attitude of putting him to death, a blood-red light suddenly appeared in his eyes. His life at Wandu Peak for two years has not only not calmed down Mu Hao, but has wandered around countless moments of life and death, but has aggravated Mu Hao's hostility.

Facing the blade in Wu Tian's hand, Mu Hao not only did not retreat, but instead turned sideways toward Wu Tian and counterattacked. The fist style in his hand was as fast as the cold wind. At this time, Mu Hao was very different from what he had just happened. He exuded a strong murderous intent all over his body, locking tightly on Wu Tian's body, like a wounded beast.

"Bang!" Unexpectedly, Mu Hao would be so wild. He dared to attack him despite his own injuries. Wu Tian was caught off guard by Mu Hao's sudden change, and was punched heavily in his chest by Mu Hao. The power of this punch even caused a wave of the battle armor that was as solid as the body of Wu Tian.

"Looking for death!" Seeing the huge shock in his internal organs, Wu Tian raised his knees and pushed him up in anger.

However, Wu Tian underestimated Mu Hao's determination. After Mu Hao hit Wu Tian's chest with one punch, he did not hesitate at all. He grabbed one of Wu Tian's arm with his left hand and banged his right hand at the same position in the chest that he had just hit.

"Open!" From Mu Hao's roar, Mu Hao's right fist shaved a harsh sonic boom and landed heavily on Wu Tian's chest.

"Bang!" A dull sound, accompanied by the crimson-red yarn on Wu Tian's chest being torn to pieces, directly knocking Wu Tian's body off the ground.

Wu Tian could no longer help it. When Mu Hao's fist fell on him, a mouthful of blood was spurted out. At this time, Wu Tian was already stunned by Mu Hao. Wu Tian never thought that Mu Hao would take the risk to attack him. During the years when Wu Tian was an elder in the Ziyun Sect, all the disciples were respectful to him, and no disciple dared to hurt him.

The moment Wu Tian's body left the ground, Wu Tian saw Mu Hao's eyes red and his body squatted down rapidly. His whole body had already accumulated energy. Wu Tian's heart suddenly twitched. In Mu Hao's eyes, he saw naked murderous intent. At this time, Wu Tian not only regretted it, but recalled yesterday's guess in the palace with Afrola and others, Wu Tian couldn't help but feel chilled all over.

"Swoosh!" Mu Hao suddenly exerted force under his feet, and his body jumped high like a spring. He quickly caught up with Wu Tian's figure. With a bursting wind, he smashed hard towards the place where Wu Tian's chest was already scattered.

Feeling an unprecedented crisis, Wu Tian finally changed his color and barely used his arms to protect himself from his chest to resist Mu Hao's killing fist.

"Bang!" Wu Tian, ​​whose body was suspended in the air, fell to the ground like a rapid shell after being hit by Mu Hao.

"Boom!" Before a fog of dust had dissipated, Mu Hao rushed into the dust. In Mu Hao's opinion, since he had fought life and death, he could not give Wu Tian any chance to change his hand at this time. Mu Hao had made up his mind to kill Wu Tian on Wanpo Peak.

At this time, Tut, who was standing aside, had completely recovered and quickly slashed towards Mu Hao with Wu Tian's heavy sword. The faint red light carried by the entire heavy sword was very amazing.

Seeing the heavy sword slashing towards his neck, Mu Hao said nothing, quickly flashed two steps to the side, and then rushed towards Wu Tian's place without any negligence. In Mu Hao's view, although Tute had advanced to a professional cultivator, it was still far from Wu Tian's gap. The most important thing in front of him was to give him a fatal blow when Wu Tian was injured. As for Tute, Mu Hao was not too afraid of him.

Seeing Mu Hao letting go and running into the dust, Tute roared anxiously, "Mu Hao, you dare~~~." At this time, Tute's sword was old, and it was too late to chase Mu Hao, so he could only stop Mu Hao with his roar, hoping that Mu Hao would stop his body.

But what Tute didn't know was that after two years of living in Wandu Peak, especially when Mu Hao was still refined by Moroke as a zombie, Mu Hao's mind was already very firm, and it was not something that Tute could stop drinking with a roar.

In Mu Hao's concept, the enemy cannot be treated with any chance, especially when his strength is not as good as the other party. It is not just the struggle of the cultivators, but the entire Opres is like the strong prey on the weak. Giving his enemy a chance is equivalent to giving up himself. Mu Hao has made up his mind at this time to kill Wu Tian on the Wanpo Peak.

Although the dust fog had not dissipated yet, Mu Hao had already vaguely seen the figure shaking up in the dust fog.

"Die!" Mu Hao roared in a low voice, and with the help of the Kaishan Fist, his right fist exploded heavily towards the head of the figure, and the wind pressure from the entire fist blowed away the dust fog at one point.

Seeing Wu Tian’s face pale, Mu Hao did not hold back at all and hit Wu Tian’s head with his right fist forward.

Pulled by the Kaishan Fist, Mu Hao's power was unparalleled at this time, and even Mu Hao was full of confidence. When he hit Wu Tian with this punch, he would definitely kill Wu Tianli on the spot.

"Buzz!" Just as Mu Hao's fist touched Wu Tian's head, the red necklace suddenly exploded from Wu Tian's neck, forming a deep red light shield on Wu Tian's body surface, blocking Mu Hao's unstoppable killing fist.

"Lingbao?" Seeing the red shield shaking, Mu Hao murmured, but his hands did not stop and attacked the crimson guard on Wu Tian's body. Almost every punch of Mu Hao hit the red shield would make the red silk guard turbulent. But what made Mu Hao a little anxious was that although the red shield on Wu Tian's body seemed to be shaking, it held on and was not broken by himself.

At this time, Wu Tian's expression in the red shield was already very depressed, and there was a strong sense of fear in his eyes. Mu Hao's murderous intent at this time was not concealed at all, and Wu Tian could clearly feel it.

Seeing Mu Hao hitting the red shield on his body one punch after another, Wu Tian regretted provoking Mu Hao at this time. Wu Tian was already sure that when the red shield on his body was broken, Mu Hao would definitely take his life without hesitation. Wu Tian never felt that death was so close to him.

Just as Mu Hao lost his patience and put his hand on the snake-eroding venom bag on his body, he suddenly heard a deep shout not far away: "Stop it."

Hearing this sound, Mu Hao tensed up, and he quickly took a few steps back, and quickly looked at the sound of the deep-swalking sound.

What shocked Mu Hao was that at some point, there were several people standing not far from Mu Hao, and the deep drink was emitted from Geranis's mouth. Afro, the elder of Ziyun Sect, was aimed at him with a strong green light, which made Mu Hao feel a heavy sense of oppression. Even if Mu Hao was strong in his body, Mu Hao had no doubt that if the arrow with a dark blue light was shot on him, he would shoot his body against him.

After retreating for a long time, Mu Hao stood still. At this time, Mu Hao no longer cared about Wu Tian who was severely injured. In front of him, Geranis and the elders of Ziyun Sect brought heavy pressure to Mu Hao.

At this time, what Mu Hao expected was that the red light shield that had not been broken by Mu Hao on the surface of Wu Tian's body actually broke itself, and a red light slowly dissipated in the wind.

As the light shield broke, Wu Tian's face turned pale again, as if he had been severely injured again. A mouthful of blood spurted out of Wu Tian's mouth. At this time, Wu Tian no longer cared about talking to Geranis and others, and sat cross-legged on the ground to regulate the trauma caused to him by Mu Hao.

Although Wu Tian hated Mu Hao very much, Wu Tian could no longer care about these things at this time. Wu Tian was very clear about his physical condition. At this time, not only was his fighting spirit extremely disordered, but his own spiritual treasure disintegration also caused severe damage to Wu Tian. If Wu Tian did not immediately control the injuries in his body at this time, he would likely decline due to this injury, which was something that Wu Tian could not accept.

"Oh, I didn't expect that Wanpo Peak is really lively today! Mu Hao, you are really not simple. You can hurt Elder Wu Tian like this. I really look at you with admiration!" Dina, wearing an alchemist robe, said with a charming smile on her face.

Just as Dina finished speaking, Afrola glared at her fiercely.

Feeling Afrola's dissatisfaction, Dina smiled and stopped teasing, but because of her words, the entire depressing atmosphere eased a lot.

Seeing that Mu Hao stopped attacking Wu Tian, ​​Afrora also dissipated her strong fighting spirit, stood not far away in a deep voice, staring at Mu Hao's Tute and asked, "What's going on?"

Although Afrora's voice was not loud, it made Mu Hao feel the chill in his words.

Tut saw Afrola asking him, and hurriedly bowed to Afrola and replied, "Great Elder, my master originally wanted to explore Mu Hao's cultivation, but he didn't expect Mu Hao to suddenly kill him and wanted to kill my master." After that, Tut glanced at Mu Hao fiercely.
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