211: C211 Fumigant

C211 Fumigant

Everyone turned their gazes towards the sky, looking at the tyrannical black figure.

A sneer appeared on the black figure's face, and he said indifferently, "You don't need to know, I'll give you ten breaths of time, and grant you the chance to kill yourself, or else I'll make a move and destroy your corpse."

"Why would a real man die? I, Liu Canglan, would rather die for the sake of fighting. It's a pity that my three armies' warriors were implicated by me."

Liu Canglan looked up at the black figure in the sky. His body was ignited with a strong battle intent, and he was in the air.

The army of the Snow Moon all revealed expressions of extreme grief and indignation. This Snow Moon Calamity was not a war of attrition.

"Since you wish to court death, I shall grant you your wish."

The shadow's face was cold and detached, and the black True Essence on his body surged once again, full of destructive energy.

"Furious hair rises to the peak. Relying on the fence, it's a snoozing rain."

"Look up at the sky and let out a long howl. It's a sight to behold."

"Thirty years of glory, dust and earth, eight thousand kilometers of journey, Cloud and Moon."

A melodious and high-pitched voice resounded from afar, impassioned with hot blood. After that, an incomparably clear voice could be heard in the ears of all the soldiers.

"If Liu Canglan dies, Crown Prince Mo Jie will die here today."

The voice was very light and not overbearing, but it gave off an unquestionable feeling.

The black shadow's face turned solemn as he looked into the distance and asked in a cold voice: "What kind of person are you to spout such arrogant words?"

"Han Mo, are you bullying me, Xue Yue, because there's no one here?"

The roiling sound wave slowly approached from afar. Not long later, another figure appeared in the sky.

Beneath this figure floated the roiling clouds of True Essence, and that person was actually sitting on the clouds of True Essence. In front of him was shockingly a zither, sitting cross-legged, playing with it.

"A man wearing a coat made of misty rain shall live a life; a man covered in misty rain shall live a life."

Seeing the figure that appeared, Han Mo's eyes narrowed as a sharp glint of light flashed in his eyes. This person had actually appeared here.

I'm hungry for barbarian meat, and I'm talking about thirst." As the middle-aged man's fingers touched the zither, a melody emerged from the zither. Endless white light floated out from the zither strings, and in an instant, a muffled sound echoed out. Below, nearly a thousand Mo Yue soldiers were pierced through by the zither music, instantly dying.

As they chatted, they turned into ashes and disappeared like smoke, killing people without a trace of blood.

"Han Mo, if you kill my Snow Moon army, I will kill your army. If you dare to kill Liu Canglan, I will kill Mo Jie."

The middle-aged man indifferently looked at the infuriated Han Mo. Even if he killed someone, he had an air of elegance about him. Laughing, playing the zither, his silhouette disappeared without a trace.

The crowd was shocked. Another top expert was too powerful, it was not something they could withstand. With just a flick of their fingers, the zither strings could take a thousand lives.

Xue Yue and the other soldiers looked at this person. Their eyes flashed with a trace of fanaticism. Their hearts were once again filled with boundless hope.

Although they had never heard of Yanyu's name, but to be able to speak in such a manner, it was obvious that he possessed strength that was not inferior to the black figure. He was a top expert of the Snow Moon Sect.

But at this moment, Lin Feng's heart began to tremble once more. Misty Rain had never appeared before, so he was called Misty Rain had never lived another life.

Lin Feng recognized the middle-aged man who was playing the zither in the air. It wasn't just him, many people in the Tianyi Academy knew this person as well.

The person who taught Lin Feng how to play the zither and allowed him to calm his heart, Lin Feng, would definitely be the person who played the zither in his teacher's Peach Blossom Forest.

Lin Feng never thought that the man who interacted with him a few times to help him calm his mind, who played the zither and even helped him break through his cultivation level, would actually possess such powerful strength.

This was indeed similar to Wen Aoxue, she looked even more beautiful than a woman. In the battlefield, she had transformed into a white robed god of death, killing one person with a single slash.

"Misty Rain, Lifetime." Lin Feng secretly memorized this name. The strength of teacher Yanyu should be even stronger than the strength of the Tianyi Academy Dragon Vice Principal, Long Ding.

Han Mo stared at Misty Rain for a moment before speaking, "I haven't heard of you for a long time. How about a battle today?"

"If you want to fight, then fight."

Misty Rain's voice remained indifferent and calm, as if she didn't care about anything.

Rolling black True Essence congregated in front of Han Mo. Han Mo's right palm rotated in the air, and immediately, an incomparably surging black True Essence followed behind his palm.

"Destroy!"

Han Mo threw out a palm accompanied by a loud rumbling sound. The palm print that seemed to be pitch-black and could drown the entire world appeared once again. It covered the sky and covered the sun as it shot towards Misty Rain.

Misty Rain indifferently sat on the clouds where True Essence gathered. Her fingertips moved and endless streams of light poured out from her zither strings, heading towards the Heaven Shrouding Palm.

"Swish, swish, swish …"

Sharp whistling sounds were constantly emitted from the void, the black palm print was penetrated by the flowing lights, the endless white light brought with it an incomparably sharp aura, shooting towards Han Mo, the damaged palm print also continued forward, striking towards Yan Yu Ping.

"Let's fight somewhere else." With a loud shout, Hammer rose into the air.

"That's exactly what I was thinking." Misty Rain responded in her lifetime. The clouds gathered by the True Essence shifted in the air.

In but an instant, both of their silhouettes turned into black dots as they shot towards the sky in the distance. In the end, they completely disappeared without a trace.

Han Mo and Yan Yu were both extremely strong in their lives. If they were to fight here, the aftermath of the battle would definitely affect the crowd below. Han Mo and Yan Yu were both unwilling to do so in their lives.

Looking at the two disappearing figures, the soldier below could not calm down for a long time. He continued to stare blankly at the void.

To reach that level of strength, one person alone would be enough to change the outcome of a battle. To destroy an entire legion of soldiers, that was simply too powerful.

"The ambition is to eat barbarian flesh, and talk about thirst and the thirst for blood."

"Kill!"

Liu Canglan shouted loudly from the sky, and took down the bow and arrows on his back. Behind him, a golden Martial Soul appeared, and a bow that was pointed straight at the sky, it was extremely eye-catching.

With a grab of his hand, the illusionary Martial Soul arrow was grabbed by Liu Canglan. After that, nine arrows were aimed at the Mo Yue Army.

"Kill!"

Just now, Han Mo had killed a thousand people with a single palm, threatened their Snow Moon Legion, and threatened Liu Canglan to kill himself. This caused the three armies to be furious, but they were unable to do anything about it.

The ground was once again dyed red with blood.

Lin Feng wielded his long sword and continued to attack. Beside him, there were many people wearing blood-colored masks fighting shoulder to shoulder with him. Wherever he went, blood would flow all over the sky.

The area of the battlefield was constantly expanding. There were no tactics or tactics, only a battle to the death.

At this time, Lin Feng finally saw that beautiful figure sitting on the warhorse, Duan Xinye.

However, Duan Xinye was unable to move at all, her body was bound to the warhorse, and the warhorse she was riding was also surrounded by eight warhorses. All eight of them were clad in sinister black armor, impressively, it was Black Evil Guard.

Duan Xinye also saw Lin Feng. Her pair of beautiful eyes were like autumn water as they rippled with a bit of anticipation.

Of course, that group of Black Evil Guard had also seen Lin Feng and the others who were rushing towards them.

Taking a step forward, Lin Feng raised his sword and jumped up, and at the same time, one of the Black Evil Guard also moved, and his body rose up into the air, "Slash."2

Lin Feng waved his sword, releasing a brilliant light that spread out in all directions.

The Black Evil Guard's palm trembled, and instantly, Lin Feng felt a wave of energy that was like a vast ocean surging towards him, causing his sword to be in the middle of a violent storm, floating unsteadily. In the air, the sounds of flowing water could actually be heard.

The gentle yet fierce power of the two poles knocked Lin Feng back directly, and he landed on the ground. Lin Feng saw that the Black Evil Guard had returned to the horses, and looked at Lin Feng indifferently. With a wave of his hand, the horses galloped away.

"Impressive, this group of Black Evil Guard are all expert." Lin Feng's pupils contracted. Although there were only eight people in this group of Black Evil Guard, their strength was much stronger than the group he killed.

As he dashed forward, Lin Feng slashed his sword downwards. A silhouette descended from the warhorse and Lin Feng leaped onto it, chasing after the eight Steel Cavalry.

Duan Xinye, no matter what, you must save him.

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