freenovelworld Chapter 327 Murong fled to Manghuang
Chapter 327 Murong fled to Manghuang
Betrayal should be the most hated behavior in the world! Betrayal of feelings, betrayal of brothers, betrayal of teachers, betrayal of the great way of heaven and earth!
The funny thing is that everyone hates betrayal, but they always practice betrayal!
On that ancient road, in that wilderness where there is no pavilion anymore, a ridiculous scene of betrayal is taking place!
No one involved in the fight cared about the departure of Shen Yichen and the other two, because they were just passers-by!
Four people and a sedan chair, four ancient roads from east to west, south to north, surrounded the one-eyed Murong Yanbo on the ruins of the long pavilion.
The one-eyed Murong Yanbo's true energy was not so strong at this moment, and the two purple phantom dragons disappeared, but his eyes were still cold and majestic! His face was a little pale, looking at the leader of the Dream Demon Sect in front of him, who was touching his chest with blood on the corner of his mouth!
"Brother Mo, the Dream Demon Sect has been attached to the Youzhou Murong Clan for hundreds of years. For what benefit do you want to betray me?"
"Brother Murong, the Dream Demon Sect does not need to rely on any force. The Dream Demon Sect is one of the three sects in Yingzhou, not an appendage of your Youzhou Murong clan!"
The handsome scholar, Sect Leader Mo, spoke with confidence, but he knew that the Dream Demon Sect was no longer one of the three sects. No, it was still one of the three sects, but it was not the Dream Demon Sect led by him, so he had to change, and he would make a new choice!
"Betrayal, is this your purpose for rebelling against the Dream Demon Sect and becoming independent? It will be difficult to go far if you fight for supremacy in the world with this attitude!"
"Brother Murong, it's too fake for you and I to talk about loyalty and trust here! The world is bustling with people because of profit, and the world is bustling with people because of profit!"
One-eyed Murong Yanbo laughed when he heard that, and looked at the leader of the Dream Demon Sect with a strange look!
"Was it the Ji family who came looking for you? Or was it someone from my Murong family who came looking for you? Have you ever thought about what the consequences would be for your Dream Demon Sect if I didn't die today?"
The leader of the Dream Demon Sect was shocked when he heard this, but his expression did not change at all! He said calmly:
"Brother Murong, have a safe journey!"
After saying this, the whole body of the Dream Demon Sect's leader flashed with demonic light. He put his hands together, and a shocking sword light appeared out of thin air. As the demonic energy grew more and more, the sword light gradually turned from virtual to real, and a pitch-black demonic sword appeared in front of the Dream Demon Sect's leader!
"Take my Phantom Demon Blade's first move - Demonic Blade Transformation!"
With a roar, the pitch-black magic sword slashed towards the one-eyed Murong Yanbo with the power to tear the void!
One-eyed Murong Yanbo's expression changed, he formed seals with his hands, and chuckled:
"No wonder you dared to attack me. Congratulations to Brother Mo for making further progress in your cultivation. It's a pity that you still have a long way to go!"
"Purple clouds reflecting the sun!"
After the one-eyed Murong Lunbo finished speaking, a dazzling purple ball of light appeared on his chest. As his true energy gathered, the ball of light became brighter and brighter, illuminating the surroundings of the ancient road. Like a dazzling sun, it radiated light and slowly rose to meet the dark magic knife!
The purple light ball and the pitch-black magic knife met in the air. The two different energies consumed and conflicted with each other, constantly producing sparks, which became more and more numerous and the energy became stronger and stronger!
"Boom!"
A loud bang echoed through the sky!
A beam of light, half black and half purple, shot up into the sky, illuminating the darkness, spreading out in all directions, turning everything into dust wherever it passed.
The three people and the sedan chair had already retreated to a far distance, looking at the shocking weather wave with serious expressions.
When everything disappeared, the one-eyed Murong Lunbo was still standing there, but his hair was disheveled and his face could not be seen clearly. The leader of the Dream Demon Sect flew backwards and steadied his body in the void. He tried hard to suppress the boiling blood in his chest, but it was in vain. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his aura became much weaker!
"Amitabha, what a great move, Purple Clouds Reflecting the Sun. Master Murong, take a look at this old monk's move - Buddha's Sun Rising in the East! "
After the Ancient Buddhist Sect's Master Shanbian finished speaking, he clasped his hands together, and golden light shone all around him. The Buddha's light continued to radiate outwards, gathering into a golden Buddha statue. In the hands of the golden Buddha statue was a golden sun, shining brightly!
Master Shanbian gently pushed his hands forward, and the golden Buddha statue holding the sun enveloped the one-eyed Murong Yanbo.
"The people of the Ancient Buddha Sect really have no compassion at all! What a pity for this majestic Buddha statue. It can illuminate others but not itself!"
After One-Eyed Murong Yanbo finished speaking, he roared:
"Purple Cloud Tornado!"
Countless true energy behind the one-eyed Murong Lunbo rose into the sky in a spiral shape, like a tornado, rolling wildly in all directions with him as the center, and for a moment, sand and rocks flew everywhere.
The purple tornado of true energy swept the golden Buddha statue into it. The two rays of light, one golden and one purple, penetrated and intertwined with each other. Countless thunders were heard from the tornado. The purple tornado of true energy went up, and the golden Buddha statue went down. The one-eyed Murong Yanbo and the changeable master were both struggling to hold on!
In the sedan chair, the red silk sword flew out and stabbed directly at the one-eyed Murong Yanbo at the bottom of the tornado true energy, but the flying sword was drawn into the tornado true energy, breaking the stalemate between the golden Buddha statue and the purple storm. The terrifying air wave rolled into the void, and the red silk sword was also rolled into the void with the air wave!
After the interweaving golden and purple light in the sky disappeared, the one-eyed Murong Yanbo knelt on one knee, spitting blood! He sighed inwardly:
"Hey, it's still a little off. What went wrong with the Purple Cloud Divine Art?"
The Buddha's light around Master Shanbian of the Ancient Buddhist Sect faded, and he was panting, while the red silk sword stuck on the top of the sedan chair had lost its luster!
"Amitabha, the Purple Cloud Divine Art of the Murong Patriarch is truly domineering! What a pity, it is also the last gasp of a spent force!"
After the Ancient Buddha Sect's Master Shanbian finished speaking, he took back the remaining Buddha's breath and said:
"I wonder if Patriarch Murong can take on another move from the Phantom Blade?"
Under the cover of night, demonic aura surged around the mercurial master. He put his hands together and gathered a pitch-black demonic sword in front of him!
One-eyed Murong Yanbo stood up and chuckled:
"The Ancient Buddha Sect is really interesting. They were infiltrated by the Demon Sect without knowing it! Brother Mo, the Dream Demon Sect really made a good move. It's a pity that a good move doesn't necessarily lead to victory! Everyone, take care of yourselves. I will repay you for your kindness today one day!"
"Brother Murong, you are really confident. Can you still leave today?"
After the leader of the Dream Demon Sect finished speaking, he gathered his true energy and attacked the one-eyed Murong Lunbo. The two people from the Shangguan family and the Green Ying Blade also attacked Murong Lunbo!
The one-eyed Murong Yanbo, who was surrounded by attacks, actually laughed. His laugh was very strange. The face of the leader of the Dream Demon Sect in front of him changed and he shouted:
"Go back!"
"It's too late, everyone. The road ahead is long. We'll meet again someday! Please don't forget the favor of the ambush!"
After the one-eyed Murong Lunbo finished speaking, countless round balls of light with a dark red glow shot out from his body!
"Gongsun family's thunderbolt! You..."
At the intersection of the ancient road, there was a roar of thunder, explosions, and flames shot up into the sky, drowning out all the skills and sounds. Everything turned to dust!
After the smoke, fire, and air waves dissipated, the one-eyed Murong Yanbo disappeared. The leader of the Dream Demon Sect stood in the distance with his true energy scattered, roaring:
"When did this old man set up the Gongsun family's thunderbolt array? How could he have so many thunderbolts?"
The two wretched men from the Shangguan family were lying on the ground, dying, and trying hard to get medicine!
"Amitabha, two donors, medicine can only heal injuries, but it can't save lives!"
The Ancient Buddha Sect's mercenary master flew to the side of the two men, and with two rays of magic from his hands, he ended their lives! He then flashed to the front of the sedan chair.
It was strange that the sedan chair was not damaged at all, except that the Green Blade and the Red Silk Sword had lost their luster and were stuck on the top of the sedan chair.
The old witch in the sedan chair smiled and said:
"Hehe, Master Capricious, are you going to kill people to silence them?"
The old witch's voice didn't sound like she was hurt, but Master Capricious knew that she must be hurt!
"Amitabha, I just want to know who you are?"
"Really? I want to know who you are! Mo Yinhei, the genius of the Dream Demon Sect who is as famous as Sima Lifeng of the Cangyun Sect, is actually hiding in the Ancient Buddha Sect. It's really interesting!"
Master Merciless was shocked when he heard this and asked sternly:
"who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. You can't kill me. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about you. But you'd better be careful of Murong Yanbo! He is not dead!"
As the voice fell, the sedan chair rose up without wind, ready to leave the place.
Master Shanbian of the Ancient Buddhist Sect gathered the Buddha's light in his two palms and struck the sedan chair with one palm. A black sword as dark as ink flew out of the sedan chair, and the Buddha's light disappeared in an instant!
"Holy Sword Qu Xiao! Who are you?"
Unfortunately, the sedan chair is gone!
Gu Fozong flew away quickly, but he said one last sentence:
"You shouldn't have come!"
Of course, it’s addressed to the leader of the Dream Demon Sect!
To the north of Longmian Mountain, two people passed by that night, both heading towards Manghuang. One was the injured one-eyed Murong Lunbo, and the other was a skinny monk in a black cassock!