The island was covered in forests, and there was not a trace of human life. Trees and vines were everywhere, and there were no good roads. Yang Mu and Liu Feixu weaved through the forest. Under the influence of the trees and shrubs, their speed was affected to a certain extent.
An hour later, Yang Mu and his wife were finally approaching the central area. With Yang Mu's current Xiantian realm, he had a certain ability to distinguish directions. Naturally, he would not get lost or go in the wrong direction.
A sparse voice came from the front. Yang Mu gestured and the two stopped.
"Feixu, there's the sound of fighting in front. I'll go take a look. You follow behind and keep a certain distance from me.”Yang Mu said.
Liu Feixu nodded in agreement.
Yang Mu let go of Liu Feixu's arm, turned around, and went straight ahead. He jumped several feet high, but some of the bushes that were blocking his way were now the ground for Yang Mu's toes to lean on.
Yang Mu slowed down when he was about to approach. He restrained his aura and slowly walked forward. Not long after, Yang Mu saw an open field. This open field was the size of half a football field. It looked like it was man-made. It seemed that someone had specially made this place. In the middle of the open field was a stone platform that was several feet wide. On the platform was a small white box. Yang Mu could still see it with his current eyesight.
In front of the stone platform, a multicolored tiger was fiercely fighting with a young man in a fiery red robe. This fiery red young man was at the peak of the Postliminary Realm. There were a few people beside them. They were Liu Furong and Rhinoceros. On the other side was the white-robed woman that Yang Mu had noticed. They were all focused on the treasure box on the stone platform. They did not seem to care about the humans and beasts fighting in the arena. The reason why they did not go forward to snatch it was probably because they were afraid of each other.
Yang Mu Sese was amazed. His speed was already fast enough, but these people actually arrived before him. It was really strange.
Releasing his thoughts, Yang Mu looked at the field. The fiery red robed youth held a long sword and waved it like thunder. However, he was unable to kill the multicolored tiger for a while because the tiger was a Spiritual Beast. Yang Mu was no stranger to Spiritual Beasts. When he came to Central Capital, Yang Mu had met many of them and personally killed many of them.
The spirit beast in front of him was obviously a sixth grade spirit beast.
Like humans, spirit beasts had different levels of strength, from level one to level nine. Spirit beasts were animals that could cultivate. Their cultivation methods were all strange and strange. Some spirit beasts even cultivated such powerful skills that even humans were not their match.
A sixth grade spirit beast was equivalent to an ordinary Pre-Sky Realm expert.
Although the multicolored tiger in front of him was huge, it was very nimble. Every time it dodged the young man's sword, it would spit out a powerful fireball from its mouth to attack the young man. It did not seem to have much effect on the young man. It seemed that it would not take long for the spiritual beast to be killed by the young man's sword.
However, the fireballs spat out by the spirit beast had set the surrounding shrubs on fire. The flames that had been ignited in the surroundings had turned the night sky red.
Sure enough,
The young man shouted loudly, and an extremely powerful aura erupted from his body. The longsword was wrapped in true energy, and a dazzling light erupted. The tiger's eyes were stimulated for a moment. When it opened its eyes again, it saw a headless tiger corpse...
It was the young man who had beheaded him.
Eight small boats were parked in eight different directions outside Clearwater Island. Each boat had a Xiantian expert sitting on it. They were meditating quietly.
On one of the small boats, an old man stood at the bow of the boat and stared at Clearwater Island. His face was filled with excitement. This person was Deng Tong from the western branch.
It had been ten years since the Western Region Martial Arts Competition had started, but they had never won a single place in the Grand Inter-School Tournament. This was a great humiliation for this old man who was the vice-principal.
After the appearance of the freak Yang Mu, the Western Branch finally had the chance to obtain the highest honor. The result was that countless parents of students would flock to the Western Branch to study. When he thought of the huge crowd at the student recruitment meeting next year, the old man naturally revealed an excited expression. The treasure he had lent Yang Mu this time was indeed worthy.
"Hey, who's sneaking around?”
Deng Tong frowned as he turned around and spoke to the silent water behind him.
"Hehe, I didn't expect you to find out!”
After a strange laugh, two black figures suddenly flew out of the water, one on the left and one on the right. They were both wearing black night clothes. Without saying a word, two sword lights flashed and shot straight at Deng Tong.
Deng Tong turned pale with fright.
"Who dares to assassinate a teacher of the Dayu Martial School? Do you want to become enemies with the Dayu Martial School?”
As Deng Tong spoke, his hands did not slow down in the slightest. A large saber had already appeared in his hand at some point in time.
"Clang!"
With two sounds, he had already exchanged a few moves with the two swords.
"Xiantian expert!"
Deng Tong said in surprise.
"Hehe, that's right. Today is your death, and my Guo family will rise with the blood of your Dayu Martial School!”
As they spoke, the two Night Creatures landed on the ship and surrounded Deng Tong. Their swords turned into specks of sword light and attacked Deng Tong fiercely.
Deng Tong broke out in a cold sweat. He was greatly alarmed. The sudden attack of the two had already caused him to be in no hurry. Under his hasty response, he naturally exposed his flaws, and in an instant, several wounds appeared on his body.
Deng Tong endured the pain. After receiving the sword, he took out a messenger stick from his bosom. It was the fireworks in Yang Mu's eyes. After taking it out, he wanted to send a message.
However, under the siege of two Xiantian experts, Deng Tong had already taken out his messenger stick and took a hit himself. He had no time to release it now. It was already very difficult to deal with the attacks of the two.
Deng Tong was sweating profusely.
Suddenly, Deng Tong saw a flaw in his opponent's attack and quickly counterattacked. He pushed back the other person with a sword strike and then exchanged a palm strike with another person, forcing the other person back. At this moment, he quickly tried to pull open the string that was used to release the messenger baton.
Suddenly, a sword light flashed. Deng Tong's eyes actually saw a headless body. One of the hands on the body was holding the Messenger Gang, and the other hand was on the line.
Deng Tong looked at the person beside him with a long sword in his hand in disbelief. Then, he slowly lost consciousness. He hadn't expected that there would be a third person hiding in the water beside the boat. When Deng Tong thought it was safe, he suddenly flew out of the water and killed Deng Tong with a single sword strike.
"En, that's right. If you hadn't been hiding in the water, it would have taken a while to kill this person. We feel that we should go and support other places.”
One of the black-clothed men said in a faint voice.
The two of them responded. Three figures jumped into the water and slowly disappeared into the night sky.
"Crash!"
With a thud, it fell into the water and sank…
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