Chapter 510 Resistance

East Garden of the Lord's Mansion of Feng'an City.

On the corridor outside the door, Lu Liang was sitting behind a long table, lost in thought.

Following the sound of subtle footsteps, a scholar in white clothes appeared with a strange fake smile in the withered bamboo forest at the edge of the courtyard.

King Wushu!

Lu's whole body was shaken, and the Yin spirit power in his body was restless.

"Master, you must not be impulsive." Lu Shisan, who was sitting opposite, quickly stood up to dissuade him: "King Wuyou is easy to kill, but if you kill one, you will be entangled by countless clones of King Wuyou."

"If you really take action, you will really fall into the treacherous trick of the Lord of Qingyang City!"

After saying this, he waved his hand quickly without waiting for Lu Liang to respond.

Immediately, a black-armored Yin soldier suddenly appeared next to Li Wuyou. He kicked the opponent into the courtyard and rushed out himself.

Accompanied by the increasingly distant sounds of clashes, the Yin soldiers and Li Wuyou quickly disappeared away from the City Lord's Mansion.

Lu Liang's face trembled, and he clenched his fist fiercely: "Damn old man Xiao!"

After a long while, he regained his composure: "Is there any news about the batch of Yin soldiers who were moved away by Huangquandu?"

Lu Shisan shook his head with an ugly expression: "Twelve groups totaling 108 people, no news at all."

"Not one?" Lu Liang couldn't believe it.

Lu Shisan looked solemn and nodded: "I'm afraid it was either intercepted by Qingyang City or poisoned by King Wuyou."

"Feng'an City has completely become an isolated city that can be entered but not exited?" Lu Liang's face was gloomy.

Lu Shisan nodded with an ugly face: "With the Dongji Immortality Sutra here, most of the people in the city have initially mastered the Three Paths Curse."

"But the aura of the Wangchuan River caused by the Three Ways Curse can only temporarily drive away King Wuyou, but it cannot prevent him from killing."

"I'm afraid only the power of the Yin Shen can expel it. We can only delay as much time as possible and wait for the city lord."

"If we encounter him before this, we can only try to let the Yin soldiers lure him away."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of cracking dead branches and leaves, and Li Wuyou, a scholar in white clothes, appeared again.

Lu Liang stood up with an ugly expression: "If you can lure away one or two, how can you lure away thousands of them?"

"I'm afraid my aura has been specially marked by Qingyang City. Even if I don't take action, this ghost thing will keep coming to my door."

"How long can the 20,000 Yin soldiers of the Thousand Blade Battalion help me delay?"

"Instead of waiting to die in fear, it is better to take a risk and survive."

…

Ten days later, Feng'an City.

A palm-sized dry burdock leaf fluttered in the wind, flew over the city wall, and landed swirlingly on the deserted street.

On the west gate wall.

The miserable green flames fell from the sky like meteors.

boom!

A large pit with a diameter of three meters appeared on the hard bluestone ground, and Li Wuyou, dressed in white, lay in the center of the pit.

His head fell softly on his left shoulder, his limbs were twisted and broken, his chest sank, and his whole body was seriously injured.

But despite this, it still had a smile on its face and kept twitching and struggling.

The miserable green fire roared, and Li Wuyou, who was caught in it, was like a wax statue, slowly melting into thick blood, dripping onto the ground.

Lu Liang staggered back two steps, leaned against the city wall, and sat down: "This King Wuyou is getting harder and harder to kill. Old Ghost Xiao deserves to die."

Lu Shisan also sat on the edge of the city wall with a look of disgrace: "Master, please don't rush to scold the Lord of Qingyang City yet."

"Can you turn down the Yin Fire so that the monster dies a little slower, so that I can breathe more?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Wuyou, who had been twitching and struggling just now, suddenly stopped, and immediately turned into ashes and disappeared with a pop.

"This damn thing actually understands human speech?" Lu Liang laughed angrily: "Uncle Thirteen, you really can't blame me, he blew it up himself."

Lu Shisan couldn't help gritting his teeth: "Old ghost Xiao really deserves to die!"

Before the two of them could calm down, a figure in white appeared in front of them again.

"This damn thing wants to exhaust us both to death." Lu Liang looked helpless, holding his hands on the wall behind him and trying to stand up.

But when he saw Li Wuyou's figure clearly, he immediately froze in place as if a body-holding spell had been cast on him.

At this moment, Li Wuyou was still dressed in white, with a weird fake smile on his face. The difference is that there are still wisps of bright red smoke lingering around it.

The smoke seemed soft and weak, but when it swept across the bluestone slabs at my feet, the tough city wall that could withstand the bombardment of arcane magic instantly turned into powder!

Divine Embryo Dharma? !

Lu Liang's pupils shrank and he felt his whole body tightening.

That red smoke is clearly a sight that can only be seen in the Dharma phase Qi machine.

The new monster Wuyou King who appeared in front of him already had the power that only the divine fetus Yin Ling could have.

This is the difference in the essence of power. Even if he gathers the divine power of 20,000 Yin soldiers, he still cannot resist it!

Lu Liang smiled bitterly and sat on the ground dejectedly: "Uncle Thirteen, I'm afraid we won't be able to defend Feng'an City."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a column of black smoke came across the sky like a cannonball.

King Wuyou not far away was hit by the black smoke. His upper body looked like it was made of fine black sand, and was scattered without any resistance. The fractures on the waist and abdomen were even scarlet, like red-hot charcoal.

Lu Liang was stunned and quickly got up and looked towards where the black smoke came from.

I saw two figures, one black and one red, colliding on the horizon in the distance. Every time they collided, there was a burst of energy, the aftermath swept across, and the large clouds and mist in the sky suddenly dissipated.

"Is it that Mr. Lu?" Lu Shisan couldn't help but his eyes widened: "He can actually fight King Wuyou so well?"

"Haha! Now our Feng'an City can be saved!"

…

Chen Mu, who was regarded as a savior by Lu Shisan, was in a bitter battle.

After fighting for more than 20 days, he killed 73 Li Wuyou in succession. The opponent's strength was getting stronger and stronger. With a casual attack, there was a Dharma image and aura.

If he hadn't used dozens of strange monsters to complete the Five Dragon Sutra, he would have been eaten by Li Wuyou long ago.

At this moment, he was in mid-air, with his right fist raised, and the whole person was like a fully drawn longbow.

The shadows of the five dragons behind him flashed, and a layer of black light suddenly appeared on the face of his right fist.

Immediately, he came behind Li Wuyou as if he had teleported.

Five Dragon Dharma Images!

Ang!

With a loud explosion, Chen Mu punched out.

Bang!

The air suddenly exploded, and Li Wuyou flew out, like a huge meteorite falling from the sky, and slammed into the ground.

The rocks collapsed, the soil splashed, and a large pit with a diameter of tens of meters appeared.

Li Wuyou was lying at the bottom of the pit. Through the broken hole in his chest, one could even clearly see his broken spine and half of his heart.

After glancing at the fake smile on the other person's face, Chen Mu jumped onto the city wall.

He saw the half-body of Li Wuyou at first sight, and his heart was immediately panicked.

There is more than one of these ghost things?

Listen carefully!

The moment the secret method was activated, all the scenes of half of the city suddenly appeared in his mind.

Then he found that in the streets and alleys, Li Wuyou with strong or weak auras were wandering around.

Chen Mu's face twitched fiercely.

One Li Wuyou was enough to make him exhausted. If these densely packed Li Wuyou joined hands and rushed forward...

I should have known better than to go back to Feng'an City!

"Which direction is the nearest Wangchuan River?" Chen Mu turned around and asked Lu Liang.

On the way here, he had verified many times that Li Wuyou was afraid of the breath of the Wangchuan River. He guessed that as long as he could hide near the Wangchuan River, he would most likely be able to get rid of Li Wuyou's entanglement.

But before Lu Liang could answer, the feeling of being stared at by countless malicious eyes appeared again.

Then he found that countless Li Wuyou slowly turned around and looked at the wall where he was standing.

Li Wuyou in the big pit outside the city stopped struggling, and streams of bright red smoke splashed from the wound, and the strong breath dropped rapidly.

And those Li Wuyou in the city who originally had weak breath, like inflated balloons, the breath around them quickly increased!

The next moment, these Li Wuyou who looked exactly the same jumped onto the roof and rushed towards Chen Mu's direction with their clothes torn.

Chen Mu: "..."

No, I just asked for directions, and I didn't intend to do anything to you, why are you all coming to me?

Fuck!