"This kid is young, but his adaptability on the battlefield is not lacking at all. He realized that if the six of us join forces, it would be extremely disadvantageous for him. He came up with this method of mixing it up with our people in the melee, making it difficult for us to attack him easily and avoiding our attacks. Brothers, quickly give the retreat order to the people you brought and isolate this despicable kid so that we can attack him."
The guy with the big knife saw that Mu Xuyang was extremely fierce, so he directly rushed into the crowd surrounding him and crazily killed his collaborators with his gun. He quickly shouted to the other five guys who were shocked by Mu Xuyang's bold actions, and then shouted loudly to his own disciples, "Brothers, retreat quickly, the farther the better."
This guy with the big knife was Mo Kezhen, a disciple of the Heavenly Bliss Sect's Sky Terrace.
As Mo Kezhen's voice fell, the disciples of the Sky Terrace calmed down one after another and, under the command of the strongest masked man on the ground, orderly began to retreat.
Mu Xuyang did not give up his attack because they were retreating. With his clever identity and fast speed, he swiftly moved between the masked men, and his long spear was like a life harvester. Every time he struck or swept, a masked man would be killed and fall in a pool of blood.
The old yellow dog that had dispersed the masked men's team could not compare to Mu Xuyang in speed and agility at all. When there were many people, it took advantage of the confusion to kill several masked men, but later, it had no chance to catch any masked men, so it gave up hunting them and followed Mu Xuyang to clean up the battlefield.
The speed at which the old yellow dog cleaned up the battlefield was extremely fast. It only took one bite to devour a corpse, and everything on the person who was killed was swallowed up by the old yellow dog.
After ordering their disciples to retreat, the six guys who were waiting for the opportunity to attack saw one person and one beast below, one killing enemies in front, and the other cleaning up the battlefield and collecting loot behind, working together in an orderly manner. Their hearts were once again shocked, and they thought to themselves, "This guy's own combat power is amazingly strong, and even the dog that follows him is so fierce. What is going on? Is he a person or a terrifying demon who has gained control over demonic beasts?"
"His speed is much faster than those who are retreating. If we continue to hesitate, more people will be killed by him. Let's attack him together now." After seeing Mu Xuyang catch up and kill one disciple of the Sky Terrace after another, Mo Kezhen felt extremely angry and shouted at the five guys who were still watching. He didn't hesitate anymore and directly activated his inner magic power, surging out of his body. In the blink of an eye, a flame blade, more than ten feet long, condensed and cut through the void, slashing towards Mu Xuyang.
With Mo Kezhen taking the lead, the other five people also began to cast spells without caring about the life and death of the people below.
"Wooden Spike!"
"Flame Sword!"
"Mountain-crushing Fist!"
"Icebound Sword!"
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As shouts filled the air, various spells with different attributes gathered and took shape into attacks. Under the control of those who shouted out the names of the spells, they locked onto Mu Xuyang and flew towards him through the void. Faced with six different spells shooting at him, Mu Xuyang did not directly counterattack with his gun like he did when he fought with Luo Yuming. Instead, he quickly swung his spear and sent each attacker who tried to counterattack him flying, colliding with the attacking spells.
Bang bang bang...
A series of collisions occurred as those who were sent flying by Mu Xuyang were torn to pieces by the powerful force of the spells, turning into a mist of blood that scattered down. Despite being hit by the residual force of the spells, Mu Xuyang was unharmed. The six attackers in the sky, who were looking down at him, saw that Mu Xuyang used the flesh and blood of their companions as shields to counter their attacks, and were filled with hatred and frustration. However, none of them dared to approach Mu Xuyang to fight him up close. It seemed that only at this moment did they truly realize that with their current strength, it was unrealistic to try to take down Mu Xuyang.
"Hurry up and use your treasures for the final blow. If we can't succeed, then we don't have the ability to kill him. We must leave quickly and find another way to deal with him." Mo Kezhen saw that the other five were unwilling to give up and shouted at them.
Then, he threw out a treasure knife, formed hand seals, and controlled the knife to fly towards Mu Xuyang. The attack power of a physical treasure was many times stronger than that of a spell, and everyone present was very aware of this fact. Seeing Mo Kezhen summoning the treasure knife to kill Mu Xuyang, no one immediately took action.
They just watched to see how Mu Xuyang would respond. Mo Kezhen, who had summoned the treasure knife, was angry when he saw that no one responded to his call and just watched. However, he couldn't retract the knife once it was unsheathed, so he had to control it with all his might. Mu Xuyang, who was below, saw the fiery glow of the treasure knife as it flew towards him and was not surprised but rather happy.
A faint smile appeared on his face, and he thought to himself, "Although this treasure knife is not of high quality, I can sell it for some spirit stones. Since you insist on giving it to me, I have no reason to refuse." In the next moment, the attackers in the sky saw Mu Xuyang swiftly swing his spear and send the bodies on the ground flying in a line towards the incoming treasure knife. Swoosh!
A sharp treasure sword swooped down, directly chopping the body of Mu Xuyang into pieces and then quickly chopping towards him. Facing the treasure sword's attack that had weakened due to repeatedly cutting multiple bodies, Mu Xuyang was not panicked. With a clever dodge, he directly avoided the sharp edge of the sword. Then, with a quick reach, Mu Xuyang grabbed the hilt of the flying sword in midair, immediately rendering it powerless. In the moment when Mu Xuyang reached out and grabbed the sword, Mo Kezhen, who was in the air, suddenly realized that the connection between him and the sword had been cut off, making him lose the ability to control the sword. "He is someone who has not yet stepped into the threshold of magical power, and he simply cannot control and refine treasures.
But the fact is that my treasure sword was grabbed by him, and the connection between me and the sword was cut off. What on earth is going on? This must be him borrowing the power of the heavenly treasure in his hand to forcibly cut off the connection between me and the sword." After some thought, Mo Kezhen, who had discarded a low-grade magical treasure sword in order to kill Mu Xuyang, came to the conclusion that Mu Xuyang had borrowed the power of the heavenly treasure to cut off the connection between him and the treasure. So, tempted by the heavenly treasure, Mo Kezhen made the most adventurous decision and directly rode his flying treasure to dive down towards Mu Xuyang. At the same time, he reached into his storage bag and took out another low-grade magical treasure broadsword, rapidly swinging it and slashing fiery sword energy towards Mu Xuyang.