Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!

Chapter 701 - 383: Murong’s Explosive Power, Heaven and Earth Sun and Moon Slash!



Chapter 701 - 383: Murong’s Explosive Power, Heaven and Earth Sun and Moon Slash!

The Murong brothers originally slashed the Black Tower into pieces with two blades, causing the Mo Sect’s great crossbows to bow their heads low. They were exhilarated, believing this to be one of the rare heroic moments in their lives.

This was all since he began his journey; initially trapped by heartbreak due to his sister, his fighting spirit was gone, even though he later took up the blade again under Duan Yun’s guidance and accomplished many significant feats in the Martial World. But he ultimately followed Duan Yun’s lead.

This is one of those rare times he took on a role by himself, as a vanguard.

And against a force like the Mo Sect.

It can only be described as exhilarating, truly exhilarating!

Watch how Hero Murong topples Wangchun City, how he overturns this foul Black Tower of the Mo Sect.

As he held his blade, intending to slash up from the Black Tower’s base to its top without blinking, the sudden emergence of a Minotaur startled him, making him calm down.

Elder Gu Tian had grown significantly taller and wore a bullhead mask, but that mask only covered the upper half, somewhat resembling a prop favored by Yun Yu enthusiasts, so Brother Murong recognized him at a glance.

This man negotiated with him yesterday with a low posture, enduring as he marked his sister-in-law full of Young Hero imprints. Brother Murong once thought this was a coward!

Famous alongside Yu State, the coward of Yun State who didn’t dare to fight back after being beaten by his wife!

Who would have thought that the opponent would suddenly become so incredibly formidable.

Just the sheer size, the muscles, the giant hammer in his hand, were enough to be intimidating.

What’s more, there were eighteen other Minotaurs behind him.

Eighteen Minotaurs, each holding eighteen giant hammers, roared together, "Hammer down everything, double the pay!"

The sound was both human and mixed with the bellowing of cows, sounding extremely terrifying!

At that moment, the metal tubes embedded in Gu Tian’s body began to shake violently, accompanied by the trembling of variously sized pinholes nearby.

"Ah!"

Only to hear a furious roar from Gu Tian, his muscles tensing up as the metal tubes embedded in him suddenly flew out fiercely, attacking Brother Murong.

Brother Murong, seeing this, spun his Sword Light to collide with the metal tube.

In an instant, explosions echoed continuously, and sparks shot out in all directions.

Although Brother Murong blocked the metal tube, the terrifying power pushed him back several steps, his palms tingling, a testament to Gu Tian’s current might!

"Bull!"

"Bull!"

"Bull!"

Following Gu Tian’s order, he and the group of Minotaurs charged over!

In an instant, dust stirred up like ten thousand horses galloping, with a majestic momentum.

Brother Murong couldn’t help but exclaim— "Shit!".

Immediately following was the terrifying giant hammer!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

In an instant, the crisp sound of iron being struck rang continuously, as giant hammers clashed fiercely with the Blood Shadow Mad Blade.

These giant hammers were so massive, yet in the hands of the Minotaurs and Gu Tian, they swung with incredible speed.

The air was filled with hammer shadows, and the wind they generated stung the faces of Duan Yun’s group, who were drinking tea and eating peanuts not far away.

The clang of iron resounded continuously, accompanied by the sound of Ning Qing’s Palm Wind.

Even in the face of an onslaught from nineteen giant hammers, Brother Murong and Ning Qing managed to hold out, even finding openings to counterattack.

With a piercing sound, the chest of a Minotaur opened up with a distinct gash, and blood spurted out from it.

This was slashed by the Blood Shadow Mad Blade, its groove seemingly able to absorb blood, creating a clear trail of blood.

But the Minotaur seemed unaware of pain, chanting madly "Fifty! Eighty!", while wielding the giant hammer tirelessly.

The most troublesome among them was Gu Tian. Despite his thick eyebrows and wide eyes, exuding aggression, his giant hammer was insidiously designed, its tip hooked.

Unlike the other Minotaurs who only swung their hammers furiously, he would both smash and seize the opportunity to hook Brother Murong’s rear.

Several times, Brother Murong felt a chill down his back, narrowly dodging peril.

He always had a premonition, that if caught by that hook, his intestines might spill out.

His premonition was accurate because Gu Tian had long held the nickname "Hooked Intestine Impermanence", having hooked the intestines of perhaps hundreds, including many martial experts.

But because this nickname was unsavory and didn’t align with his identity as the Third Elder of the Mo Sect, he deliberately avoided using it. Furthermore, he hadn’t acted much in recent years, so the infamy of his intestine hooking had waned somewhat.

At this moment, some couldn’t help but recall the terror of having their intestines hooked by him.

At this point, the battle between both sides had reached an extremely heated moment. Though Brother Murong and Ning Qing’s cooperation wasn’t as seamless as with Duan Yun’s winged assistance, their cultivation techniques were equally profound and did not fall behind at all.

At this moment, Gu Tian suddenly roared: "Hammer Technique! Chaotic Cloak!"

Almost at the same time, the Minotaurs’ heads started shaking, and along with their shaking heads, they swung their giant hammers wildly!

Their hammers twirled down violently, and because of the sheer speed and force, the hair of these Minotaurs flung fiercely, their appearances manic.

Ding dang dang dang!

Rumble rumble!

In an instant, the sound of iron being struck became even more concentrated, creating a continuous torrent, and visibly, Brother Murong, caught in the midst of the hammer strikes, turned into a blurry image.

Even though he executed his Sword Technique with near perfection, the pressure on him escalated greatly.

Where he previously needed only seven or eight breaths to parry several hammers, now he faced no less than twenty hammers.

The key was how, once these hammers went berserk, they were incredibly fast and furious, making him feel like a nail about to be hammered into the ground.

And the hammers that missed him hit the ground directly, their sheer power making him sway left and right. If it weren’t for Ning Qing assisting with the Cloud-patting Palm, he might not even be able to catch his breath.


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