Chapter 795: Choosing Between Fellow Disciples

In this way, when the four Cangyu Sects inquired about information about "Luo Xing Valley", they only reported general information about monk surnamed Zhang and were unable to obtain his exact information.

No one would take the information about a male cultivator named Zhang to heart such as Yu Rong.

In addition, Yu Rong had already been blinded by the killing intent in his heart, and he had already taken it for granted that he could kill the enemy easily.

The only trace of vigilance she had before was overwhelmed by the growing murderous intent. She could only feel a little pleasure in her heart when she watched the enemies appearing in front of her turn into fallen corpses.

It was under this circumstance that her forward attack was very swift.

They were less than a hundred feet away from the monk surnamed Zhang. In addition, the monk surnamed Zhang threw the magic weapon with all his strength. The two sides met in the air almost instantly at a distance of a hundred feet.

Although Yu Rong reacted instantly, coming and going faster, he still couldn't completely avoid this sudden attack.

She had already escaped from the explosion, but while she was still in the air, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, with some internal organs mixed in.

Before the monk surnamed Zhang on the other side threw the magic weapon, his other hand had already covered his body with a thick layer of talismans as fast as lightning, and he rolled up the junior sister at his feet and ran backwards desperately. .

Although he had been prepared and had some time, he still could not escape the aftermath of the explosion. After being knocked to the ground several times by the air waves, the talismans on his body exploded like fireworks.

He still stumbled towards crawling, but in the process, he held the unconscious junior sister firmly in his arms, always facing the direction of the explosion of the magic weapon with his back.

When he fell, covered in blood, at the feet of Zhu Luomu, who also turned around to rescue him, monk Zhang's thick body was already riddled with wounds, and a piece of the back of his skull had been blown away, revealing the white stuff inside.

It was horrifying to see, but he was still conscious. The junior sister in front of him did not suffer any external injuries except being shocked again by the power of the explosion.

Zhu Luomu was a little stunned. When Yu Rong attacked, he just turned around and was hit by a powerful explosion and rolled forward very far. Then he stood up.

In his haste, he only had time to protect a few of the people he had trapped. The remaining Qi Condensation Stage disciples turned into a mass of blood mist and died without even letting out a scream.

Fortunately, the female cultivator surnamed Shen knew that her cultivation level was quite inferior to that of Zhu Luomu, so when she fled with other disciples, she did not take Feng Qiyuan with her.

Zhu Luomu took Feng Qiyuan with him tacitly, and Feng Qiyuan finally saved his life.

Zhu Luomu pulled up the monk named Zhang from the ground and shouted in a low voice.

"Let's go!"

At this moment, even this junior brother's body was seriously injured, especially his head, which was like a bloody gourd, and he looked like he would die at any time.

But Zhu Luomu's spiritual consciousness just swept away, and he immediately chose to escape before the monks of the Cangyu Sect's golden elixir could react.

Escape as far as you can.

He knew that this time, except for his own magic weapon, the junior brother had thrown out all the other magic weapons at once, and now he was no longer able to launch such an attack.

And in their current state, if they self-destruct their natal magic weapon again, the opponent will be prepared, and their hope will be extremely slim, and they will completely lose all ability to resist.

The monk surnamed Zhang was also extremely determined. Although his mind was a little dazed, he still hugged his junior sister tightly and was subconsciously pulled forward by Zhu Luomu.

But just after they stumbled and ran more than twenty feet, Zhu Luomu's expression changed drastically again, and a cold voice that sounded like it came from the Jiuyou Underworld came from behind.

"Okay, very good. Originally I would just kill you with one blow, but now I want to extract your souls and refine them. This place is still six miles away from your nearest teleportation channel. Can you still run away?

Then pray for the blessings of your ancestors, but even if they all come, they can't... stop... my pursuit of life, and... can't stop...! "

Behind her, in a huge pit that was seventy feet wide and more than two hundred feet deep, Yurong's clothes were in tatters, and smoke was rising from her body. She was rising rapidly from the pit.

The face that was still stained with blood became extremely ferocious, with two long whiskers hopping wildly, and every word was squeezed out through gritted teeth.

Every time he spoke a word, streams of blood would continue to gush out from between his teeth.

This time she was seriously injured, and she was tricked by a low-level monk. Sang Dongxing's death had already caused her to fall into semi-madness, but this time it completely angered her.

The anger in his chest seemed to explode Yu Rong's chest in order to vent this overwhelming malice.

She was holding several bottles of elixirs in one hand. As soon as she finished speaking, she poured all the elixirs in the bottles into her mouth. The aura of depression in her body began to rise in an instant.

Yu Rong got the jade slip from the person she killed before, and she also used the soul-searching technique to find out the purpose of the jade slip, so she knew exactly what Zhu Luomu and the others wanted to do.

Zhu Luomu on the other side didn't dare to answer the question. The spiritual power in his body was pouring into his legs like it was free of charge, and he flew away all the way close to the ground.

But about ten breaths later, large beads of sweat rolled down Zhu Luomu's forehead like a waterfall. After Yurong swallowed the pill, he only spent less than five breaths adjusting his breath before he caught up again.

But this time, Yu Rong's speed was even more astonishing. From a long distance away, murderous intent was already rolling in like an angry tide, suppressing Zhu Luomu's blood.

Yu Rong had already caught up with Zhu Luo Mu and the others in just a few breaths, but at this moment, Yu Rong also had bulging veins on his forehead, and he didn't look relaxed.

This was a mountainous area, and she couldn't keep her speed close to the ground. From time to time, a huge boulder would appear in front of her, or the road would start to twist and turn.

But in order to catch up with the enemy as quickly as possible, she took a straight line to catch up. In this case, she had to fly close to the ground, constantly rise and fall, fly up again, and even move halfway in the air.

Use this to avoid boulders and mounds that suddenly appear in front of you.

It's just that every time she soars into the air, the restrictions above her will break out and suppress her. The more times she volleys, the higher she gets. This also affects the continuous opening of the surrounding restrictions, and the suppression force on her is getting stronger and stronger.

But she just gritted her teeth and fought against the restrictions in the air again and again, flying over rocks and weeds one after another.

"Senior Brother, take Junior Sister away, I... I will explode the magic weapon again to see how much this woman can recover!"

The monk surnamed Zhang was getting weaker and weaker at this moment. Although he had swallowed the pill while running, he was still unable to quickly replenish the large amount of blood he had lost.

At this moment, his face was pale and his steps were starting to become shaky. He gritted his teeth and suddenly said to Zhu Luomu.

Zhu Luomu was panting heavily. Hearing this, he looked at his junior brother. After a moment of shock, he shook his head and quickly transmitted the message.

"Junior brother, this evil woman has already taken precautions, there is no point..."

At this point, Zhu Luomu paused and his tone became very stern.

"If you can escape this time, junior brother, don't be so naive in the future. Of course, it's great to have such a heart for junior sister, but you must not be so heart-to-heart with others. You must remember that this is the order given to you by senior brother .

You must remember this and do not disobey the order, otherwise you will be expelled from the school.

With your character, you will definitely become a master of weapon refining in the future, or even a grand master. You take your junior sisters and them to escape quickly. I have an attack jade talisman given by my master before, which can explode at least three fake elixir realms with full force. The opponent has already been seriously injured by the attack, and the injuries will definitely increase. I will come to find you later! "

Zhu Luomu felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Since his master left, his family has become like a child without parents.

Looking at his junior brother's simple eyes, for a moment he saw again the simple boy he once was, who called him "Senior Brother" and "Senior Brother" behind him every day.

He was stupid and couldn't speak, so he could only plead pitifully, hoping that he could teach him more skills on behalf of his master.

While Zhu Luomu felt sad, a hint of ruthlessness flashed through his heart. He didn't have the so-called attack jade talisman left by his master at all.

If they run like this, everyone will die here. The other party also knows the location of their nearest transmission channel, so Zhu Luomu plans to blow up his magic weapon and body.

At this moment, he looked at his junior brother who was covered in blood and his unconscious junior sister. Many years ago

The senior brother's character suddenly returned to him.

"Senior brother, it's me..."

"Shut up! Take your junior sister and leave quickly. Could it be that now that your wings are hardened, you will no longer listen to your senior brother's words?"

Zhu Luomu spoke sternly, and there was a trace of struggle on the face of the monk surnamed Zhang. However, seeing Zhu Luomu's expression being unusually cold, his heart trembled.

He had not seen his senior brother so angry in many years, and this feeling still made him familiar and frightened. Monk Zhang could only nod his head heavily.

He then looked at the several disciples wrapped up in Zhu Luomu's spiritual power. They had all done this through sound transmission, and they did not even take more than one breath.

Seeing that his junior brother's eyes were on several disciples, Zhu Luomu knew what he wanted to do, but at this moment, the chance that monk surnamed Zhang could escape with his junior sister was less than 20%.

Although large beads of sweat were rolling down Zhu Luomu's forehead, his face was extremely cold. This time he did not transmit a message, but just shouted lowly.

"That's it, you go there first, and I'll take them there later!"

After saying that, the spiritual light in the other free hand was strong, and then a huge force was generated out of thin air, which wrapped around the monk surnamed Zhang, and then he exhaled fiercely.

"go!"

While the monk surnamed Zhang and the other disciples were stunned, the monk surnamed Zhang and the female cultivator were carried forward and flew out quickly.

In order to avoid the surrounding tall rocks, Zhu Luomu had to throw it upwards as hard as he could. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already flown nearly three hundred feet.

After Zhu Luomu sent this volume, the aura on his body became more and more chaotic.

Even his own body was pushed back several feet by the restraining force coming from the air, amidst the exclamations of Feng Qiyuan and others.

With the light of spiritual power on Zhu Luomu's body flashing continuously, he stabilized his figure, but his expression became more and more tired. He had already used all his magic power in the seemingly simple roll and throw just now.

In the past, they would have been able to send the two of them ten miles away this time, but now they had only gone more than three hundred feet, and the gap was huge.

But this is all Zhu Luomu can do.

Feng Qiyuan's several disciples were all very thoughtful people, and they immediately understood the situation they were about to face.

At this moment, Zhu Luomu also loosened the spiritual power that wrapped around several people.

"Go after Uncle Zhang quickly. He is seriously injured. I can only lend him a helping hand.

I will resist the pursuers. You are all the most outstanding disciples of my 'Falling Star Valley'. You must not die here. Go!"

Looking at these pale-faced disciples, Zhu Luomu also thought of Feng Tao. Even if she was here, he would do the same.

There is also Feng Qiyuan, the nephew, here, but he has to save his master first.