1473: C1473 Secretly

C1473 Secretly

Occasionally a few figures would appear in the fields, pretending to work to confuse outsiders.

After taking a few steps, the Protector of the North noticed that there was something strange about the atmosphere.

"It seems that there are quite a few houses here, so why isn't there any lively scene?"

"Men go out to hunt, but there will always be old people and women left behind to farm, right?"

"Then go knock on the door and ask."

The talisman's ability to control people was reflected in the aspect of spiritual energy. It did not emit the aura of battle, so it was very difficult for people to perceive it.

After knocking on the door for a long time, someone finally answered.

A couple in plain clothes walked out of the village house.

"We want to know more about this village."

"Why are the other villagers not active in the fields? asked Wang Yao. Why is the daily life in this village so bleak? Wang Yao asked."

The couple looked at Mu Chen and the others, silently walking closer and closer.

All of a sudden.

The two of them suddenly pulled out the sickles on their backs and fiercely cut at Mu Chen.

Their moves were as fast as lightning and their strength was astonishing. It was impossible for them to be unleashed by ordinary villagers.

Mu Chen's figure was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves as he lightly retreated three steps.

He extended his finger and firmly pressed it against the blade.

Before Mu Chen could take their weapons away, the sickle itself shattered into leaf-sized metal fragments.

As it floated in the air, it continued to shoot towards Mu Chen's head.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

"Whiz... Whiz... Whiz..."

An assassin at such a close distance was simply impossible to guard against.

Mu Chen instantly condensed the flame energy in the Fire Qilin's core, covering the surface of his skin with blazing light.

The metal melted into liquid and scattered on the ground below his feet.

The skin of these two villagers had also turned into charcoal.

"These damn rebels dare to attack His Highness the Heavenly King. The entire village should be slaughtered."

"No wonder they are sneaky. They are not good people to begin with."

The North Protector was so angry that his teeth itched. He wanted to gather his power and raze all the houses in the village.

Before he could do anything, all the doors opened.

A black crowd rushed towards them with all kinds of farming tools in their hands.

However, with the enhancement of the mysterious power, the killing power of these tools was not much weaker than regular weapons.

The two villagers who had fallen on the ground suddenly jumped up again, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, wanting to catch Mu Chen.

"They must have some extra power on them. Otherwise, they would have died when they got close to the flame."

"Everyone, be careful of your surroundings. There must be a powerful expert hiding in the dark."

Just as Mu Chen and Protector Bei were gathering their strength and planning to treat the situation seriously, Sacred Nether Hand slowly walked over.

He casually swayed his body and the villagers who approached him fell to the ground one after another.

Nether Sacred Hands had actually forcefully dug out the talismans attached to the chests of the villagers.

Their skin and flesh had turned upside down, and they were bleeding profusely.

Without the strength to control them, the villagers finally fell to the ground and could not get up.

Sacred Hands Netherworld said with a smile, "So it's an old friend I made. It's no wonder I went through so much trouble to come up with so many plans."

The trap that Farola had meticulously set up had been broken just like that.

The large number of villagers no longer posed a threat.

The members of Dragon Group held their swords up and down and locked onto the target's chest area. Even the meat on their belts was cut off just like that.

The talismans on the ground were once again lifted into the air and fired at these people.

The black robed evil sect disciples scuttled out from the forest and began killing without any explanation.

"Crack, crack, crack, crack..."

"Kacha kacha..."

The weapons collided with a deafening sound.

The shockwave caused the ground to be filled with bottomless gullies.

"You reckless dogs, you're obviously weak, but you still like to give heads to others."

"The higher ups of the Tribulation Sect aren't going to use you as cannon fodder, are they?"

Mu Chen looked at the color of their clothes and didn't have anything to worry about.

"Don't make sarcastic remarks here. Don't forget that we have hostages in our hands."

"Thank you for the reminder."

The soul-stirring battle scene really made the Shepherd God ignore Duanmu Forest and Duanmu Keming, these two old fellows.

It was unknown whether they were alive or dead. If they fell into the hands of the Tribulation Sect, they would not have a good ending.

Mu Chen secretly gave a signal with his eyes and let Protector Bei leave the battlefield, quickly searching for traces of the hostages in the various village houses.

As for Sacred Hands Nether and Lei Zhenyun, they were having a great time fighting each other. This was their favorite form of entertainment.

The black-robed disciple did not have any information on Lei Zhenyun. He only treated him as an ordinary follower of Mu Chen.

However, after exchanging blows, he realized that things were not as simple as they seemed.

The bare-handed Lei Zhenyun's punches and kicks were mixed with violent lightning.

Every move produced a dull explosive sound, just like the thunderclaps in the distant clouds.2

"You guys are too weak. Three punches and two kicks and you're lying flat on the ground."

"If I had known earlier, I would have changed my robe into armor"

The disciples of the Tribulation Sect who had tasted the pain no longer dared to fight Lei Zhenyun head on.

As long as their bodies came into contact with him, the paralyzing attack would make them suffer terribly.

At this moment.

A scarlet ray of light exploded from a certain village house and rushed towards Mu Chen at lightning speed.

"You finally showed yourself. If you don't have the courage, don't force yourself."

"Arrogant brat, I'll make you unable to laugh immediately."

The formation that he had secretly set up had finally taken shape. It was to deal with Mu Chen and the others.

The power left behind by the talisman on the villagers had once again taken effect.

The corpses were crushed into puddles of blood, which quickly spread on the ground beneath their feet.

In just a few breaths' time.

The entire village had turned into a sea of blood. The terrifying scene was terrifying.

"As expected, your Tribulation Sect isn't anything good. To think that you would commit such a serious crime. You must get rid of them completely."

Red mist continuously evaporated from the sea of blood, almost blocking everyone's line of sight.

Farola opened his mouth wide and absorbed crazily, as if he was savoring the delicious food of the human world.

His strength also increased rapidly.

"Little guy, do you really think you have the ability?"

"After killing a cardinal, you're starting to feel proud of yourself, it's just that you got lucky"

Farola waved the sword in his hand a few times at Mu Chen's position.

The red fog seemed to have a life of its own. It quickly moved and wanted to wrap around Mu Chen.

This kind of fighting technique would not be unfamiliar to Mu Chen.

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