Martial Arts Evil God

Afterwards, Dongfang Han suppressed his excitement and cleaned up the battlefield, or more precisely, the treasures on the battlefield. As for those cultivators? They were all completely destroyed by the terrible rays of light released by Dongfang Han.

"Should I refine this Mist Soul Bamboo with my Qingmu Dao Body, or should I keep it for my original body to refine?" Dongfang Han's eyes flickered slightly.

"Recently, people often get the Mist Soul Bamboo, and my original body's life source and soul source have recovered to about 40%, but my Qingmu Dao Body is still far from it. Let me recover my Qingmu Dao Body first. If there is a crisis, I can directly impact the sixth level of the Golden Immortal Realm!" Dongfang Han thought to himself.

His current Heaven and Earth Supreme Immortal Dao has reached the critical point of breakthrough.

It is possible to break through at any time.

However, the life source and soul source are missing, so Dongfang Han has never broken through before.

Because he is worried that once he breaks through, it will affect his own foundation.

"Find a safe place!" Dongfang Han said to himself.

Whoosh!

The next moment, Dongfang Han's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

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Wushan.

Under a cliff.

There was a young monk holding a three-foot-long sword, constantly killing. He was covered in blood. He didn't know how long he had been fighting. He fought and retreated, and killed while fleeing.

His eyes were blurred long ago, and he had paid a very heavy price.

"You monks of the Demon Wolf Bandit Group should die, all of you should die! If you want to kill me, Deng Mengjun, you will also pay a heavy price!" The young man roared with endless unwillingness and madness in his eyes.

"Take action, and never let him live, otherwise, this is not a good thing for our Demon Wolf Bandit Group!" The left wolf hall master shouted.

The left wolf hall master is a strong man in the fourth level of the fairy king realm.

In addition to the left wolf hall master, there are two other hall masters, both of whom are in the third level of the fairy king realm.

This cultivator who called himself Deng Mengjun was only a ninth-level golden immortal. He was chased by dozens of ninth-level golden immortals and three hall masters who were at least at the third-level immortal king level. He actually killed quite a few ninth-level golden immortals. It can be seen how powerful he was. He was at least at the third-level immortal king level.

"Kill!" The other two hall masters also shouted.

The battle formations formed by Hall Master Zuolang and the other two hall masters at the third-level immortal king level, plus dozens of ninth-level golden immortals, did not slow down the attack on Deng Mengjun at all.

"I am not willing to accept this!" Deng Mengjun roared, and the long sword in his hand burst out with an incomparably magnificent and terrifying divine power.

Boom!

One battle formation after another was destroyed.

And he was also hit by a series of terrifying lights.

Whoosh!

He vomited blood and flew backwards. In the process of flying backwards, he fell into a coma.

The moment before he fell into a coma, he had only one thought in his mind: "I am really unwilling to accept this!"

He knew that if he fell into a coma at this time, it would mean death!

That's right, it was death!

These people will never let him go!

The Demon Wolf Bandits are very famous in Feiyun Immortal Country, but Deng Mengjun is also very famous, because he is one of the top three Golden Immortal masters under the Immortal King, and he has killed three-level Immortal Kings, but this time he faced too many opponents, and there was a four-level Immortal King, plus two three-level Immortal Kings, and so many battle formations, each of which was comparable to the two-level Immortal King.

If he was in a normal state, he would not be afraid. Even if he couldn't beat them, he would have no problem escaping. However, he encountered countless crises in the process of wandering in Wushan before, and he had already exhausted his trump cards, and even suffered serious injuries. Under such circumstances, he was chased by the monks of the Demon Wolf Bandits. The result can be imagined.

Before he fainted, he regretted that if it weren't for the impact of the Immortal Emperor realm, he would have broken through long ago!

That's right, this is another peerless genius monk with the talent and strength to impact the Immortal Emperor!

"Kill!" Zuo Lang Hall Master said loudly: "Don't let him live, to prevent accidents!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded.

At this moment, a spear swept past.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

It was like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

One figure after another turned into nothingness, and died without a burial place.

"Who?" Zuo Lang Hall Master exclaimed.

The other two hall masters were also shocked and angry: "Who?"

Although the golden immortals were killed by this shot, those golden immortals were still forming a battle formation!

The power of the battle formation was extremely powerful, but now it couldn't resist the spear from the person coming from a distance, which really shocked the hall masters present.

"Fifth level golden immortal?" The three hall masters were dumbfounded when they saw the realm of the person coming. It was really unbelievable.

"Who are you? You dare to kill the monks of my Demon Wolf Bandit Group! Aren't you afraid of facing the pursuit of our Demon Wolf Bandit Group?" Zuo Lang Hall Master shouted like thunder.

Although the fifth-level Golden Immortal was at a lower level, the spear beam he had just blasted had the power to defeat a fourth-level Immortal King. Otherwise, he wouldn't have destroyed so many battle formations and killed so many Golden Immortal cultivators at once.

"I'm going to kill the cultivators of your Demon Wolf Bandits!" The man snorted coldly, and his figure flashed over. The spear in his hand carried the power of destroying the world.

One battle formation after another was destroyed, and the ghosts cried and the wolves howled. No Golden Immortal could survive.

And this only took a breath of time.

"Ah, damn it!" The three heads of Zuo Lang Hall all had fear in their eyes.

Before they could react, all their subordinates were killed in the hands of the attacker.

"The next ones are you!" the person said calmly.

boom!

He went directly to kill the three of them.

Among the three monks, the lowest is a third-level golden immortal, and the strongest Zuo Lang Hall Master is a fourth-level golden immortal. The three of them believe that if they go all out, they may not be the opponent of the newcomer.

boom!

The three of them formed a battle formation at this moment!

A general battle formation requires three talents to form, and the battle formation requires sufficient tacit understanding.

When the three of them formed a battle formation, their combat effectiveness was already approaching the level of a fifth-level Immortal King.

But even though the person who came was a five-level golden immortal, he was still crushed by the battle formation of three people.

"We have no grievances against you, why do you want to kill us?" Hall Master Zuo Lang shouted.

The visitor ignored this person's words.

"If you kill us, you will face endless pursuit by our Demon Wolf Bandit Group!" Hall Master Zuo Lang threatened again.

"So much nonsense!" The visitor snorted coldly, and the spear in his hand suddenly burst into endless brilliance.

Boom!

The battle formation composed of three people collapsed immediately and could not stop the incoming people at all.

The battle formation collapsed, and the three of them scattered like birds and beasts.

They hoped that someone would hunt down the other two companions and let them go.

But the visitor did not let any of them go.

The person who came was too strong. He stabbed out his spear with three points of light and chased down three people.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three monks screamed and died tragically on the spot.

The visitor sorted out the trophies and then came to the unconscious young monk.

"Consider it good luck for you to meet me!" the visitor said calmly.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Deng Mengjun woke up leisurely.

"Am I dead?" This was the first reaction in Deng Mengjun's mind after he woke up. Then, he quickly realized something: "Am I not dead?"

"If you die, will you still be conscious?" A voice came from not far away.

"Did you save me?" Deng Mengjun's face was filled with excitement and even more disbelief.

"What do you think?" The monk not far away said calmly with his back to him.

"Thank you for saving your life!" Deng Mengjun said solemnly: "I can't repay you!"

Deng Mengjun is a very loyal person. If you ask yourself, can you do this? Can't do it!

It was precisely because it was so rare that he was so shocked and unbelievable.

"You're welcome!" the monk said, "I have a grudge against the monks from the Demon Wolf Bandit Group, so I came to help!"

"Can we meet my benefactor?" Deng Mengjun looked at the monk who only showed his back. He could feel that this benefactor's aura was very young, perhaps even younger than himself. What was more, what made him unbelievable was the feeling the other party gave him. It turned out to be only the fifth level of the Golden Immortal Realm.

This would be ridiculous if true!

Therefore, he does not think that this is the true state of the benefactor, but that the benefactor has hidden the true state through some means. Otherwise, which monks of the Demon Wolf Bandit Group could have saved him?

This is obviously impossible!

"No need." The monk said calmly: "Since you have almost recovered, I can leave with peace of mind!"

"Benefactor, this is a fog soul bamboo, please accept it!" Deng Mengjun said repeatedly with a look of emotion on his face.

"You need it more than me, so keep it for yourself!" The monk said with a smile, still facing away from him, and walked away.

There was a special aura all over his body, and Deng Mengjun felt it was very mysterious.

"My name is Deng Mengjun, and I come from the Deng family in Feiyun City. If my benefactor needs anything, just look after the Deng family and find me! Even if I'm not at home, I will inform the family." Deng Mengjun said repeatedly, seeing that his benefactor was about to leave him completely. Looking at him, he hurriedly asked: "You haven't asked for the name of your benefactor yet?"

"My name is Knife River King." The monk paused and then said his name.

"King of Knife River? Is this a title? Or a name?" Deng Mengjun wrote down the name, raised his head and wanted to say something more, but the figure who claimed to be 'King of Knife River' was missing.

far away.

The aura on the monk's body has changed. If before, it gave people a hazy feeling from a distance, now, it no longer feels like this.

"I didn't expect to use the title King of Knife River again!" Dongfang Han muttered secretly.

That's right.

The person who saved Deng Mengjun was indeed Dongfang Han.

Why save this person?

Just as Dongfang Han said, he had a grudge against the Demon Wolf Bandit Group, so saving Deng Mengjun was a matter of course.

Why didn't Dongfang Han let Deng Mengjun see his true face? He even used Ruyi Ming Jue to shroud himself in a hazy aura. The main reason was that he didn't want people to remember him. The reason for not using his real name was mainly because he didn't want people to think of him. The relationship between one’s Aoki Taoist body and the deity.

"A Mist Soul Bamboo is quite generous!" Dongfang Han secretly sighed: "I might have accepted it before, but now? In addition to the one that was refined, I have already obtained them in the half month since I entered the Mist Mountain. There are six or seven plants, and there is no shortage of them.”