Chapter 902: As we all know, after the Sword Demon started the Great Destruction in the river channel, he didn't know what retreat meant
Mo Cheng's reckless behavior naturally attracted a lot of attention, but it was all Wu Man's attention.
A shaman from an unknown tribe raised the staff in his hand. Suddenly, the three skulls on the staff seemed to come alive, flying out on their own, growing in the wind, and opening their mouths wide to bite Mo Cheng.
Seeing three skulls several feet tall like buildings spewing black smoke and charging towards him, Mo Cheng did not dare to be careless. Although he was not afraid of the black smoke, the warhorse under his crotch was hard to say.
Without a warhorse, it would be difficult to break out of this area.
This area, or the entire Jingling Prefecture, was shrouded in a formation. Mo Cheng didn't know whether it was the work of Wu Man or the Jueming Mountains.
It's still unclear what the formation's purpose is, but it's likely that it won't be too friendly to him.
Seeing three skulls as big as buildings coming towards him from three directions, Mo Cheng didn't even raise his head and threw the spear in his hand directly at the witch priest in the distance.
I saw a cold light first, and then the spear came out like a dragon, and the long spear went straight through the witch priest's chest . The powerful force turned into lethality and poured into the witch priest's body, tearing his flesh into pieces.
Then, the remaining force of the spear tore apart all the people behind the witch priest. Then there was a loud explosion. The attack of the spear just now directly tore through the sound barrier.
Mo Cheng used up part of his true strength and stretched out his hand, and the spear he had thrown flew back in a spiral. Not that no one tried to intercept the spear, causing Mo Cheng to lose his weapon and fall into a disadvantage.
But some of those people touched the weapons with their hands and were blown up by the power of holy light contained in them, and their arms were shattered into a pool of rotten flesh.
Some people tried to stop it with weapons, but when the weapons collided, the holy light contained in them shattered their internal structures, turning them into fragments on the ground.
Mo Cheng looked up at the sky. Through what he had just seen, he had figured out one thing.
"This place is isolated by the Jueming Mountains. Moreover, the Jueming Mountains and the Dark Tide are probably not native to this world."
In the previous attack, Mo Cheng specifically used holy light which was very different from the local system, but he found that Tiandao did not react at all, and he reacted immediately.
This place blocks some of Tiandao's perception abilities.
The people among the Wuman probably don't have this ability, so they took action to block the Jueming Mountain itself. At the same time, judging from the situation that the Jueming Mountain needed to be blocked, and the fact that the Jueming Mountain was infected by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and even swallowed up the heaven and earth, it is completely certain that this thing was definitely not born in this world.
The Jueming Mountains, the Dark Tide, and himself are all [outsiders].
Realizing that this place was blocked, Mo Cheng recalled his spear and displayed his ferocity even more. Wherever the spear went, the enemy had no chance of matching him.
He rushed towards the place where the explosion came from, killing no one knew how many people he had killed. His student's blue shirt had been stained red.
Rushing into the encirclement, they saw a woman in goose yellow clothes being besieged by a dozen witch priests. An arc-shaped crescent was floating around her body, which was extremely sharp and could fly out and hit people's heads directly.
At the same time, there was a flame-like shield around him, covering him and burning all the attacks launched by the witch priest.
The encirclement was filled with dead bodies, including those of Wuman and people from [Nanli Daoyu]. The woman was the last survivor.
But after being besieged by more than a dozen witches for such a long time, the woman was almost exhausted. The attack of the Moon Golden Wheel no longer had the momentum to penetrate mountains and split rocks at the beginning, and the Sun Golden Wheel also gradually weakened from covering her whole body to only the lower half of the sphere.
Mo Cheng was not vague either. He raised his hand and threw the spear out. The spear roared like a dragon and instantly pierced a witch priest through and tore his body apart at the same time.
When the enemy suddenly broke into the battlefield, this group of Wu Man did not panic at all. The Wu priests intensified their power and intended to kill the woman on the spot. At the same time, the Wu Man soldiers who were surrounding them also sent people to intercept and kill her.
Just from one reaction, Mo Cheng could tell that the woman was definitely of high status.
Wu Man’s attitude says it all .
But if the Wuman soldiers wanted to kill him, the first thing they had to face was this king of horses that was born after ten generations of breeding.
The white horse under his crotch neighed so loudly that it frightened all the war horses and made them stop and wait. Although the cavalrymen quickly ordered the horses to continue charging, it was too late.
Mo Cheng had already charged on horseback, broke into the encirclement, and threw out his spear again, killing a witch priest.
At this time, the woman was hit and knocked down from the sky. Fortunately, the golden wheel absorbed the impact and she was safe and sound.
Mo Cheng rushed to the side of the woman, wielding his spear to drive back the Wuman cavalry, "But is he the leader of [Nanli Daoyu]?"
"【Nanli Daoyu】Yueyao, thank you for your help."
"Jixia Mo Shouxin." After introducing himself, Mo Cheng frowned and looked around. They were surrounded. "Can you still fly?"
It is easy to break into an encirclement, but the difficult part is how to break out.
Shaking her head, Yueyao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her fingers, "I was hit by a witch curse from the Great Witch Priest. My Qi is in disarray and my limbs are stiff. I am deeply grateful for your help, but please escape on your own. Yueyao will stay behind."
Yue Yao was very clear about the situation. This group of witches were targeting her. Even in her prime, she might not have been able to escape. Now that she was under the spell of the high witch priest, even if the other side gave her an hour to escape, they could easily catch up with her.
Although I was lucky that someone came to rescue me, it was too late.
Mo Cheng didn't waste any more words. He grabbed Yue Yao's shoulders, pulled her onto the horse and placed her in front of him, "Then sit on my horse."
"No! You..."
Before Yue Yao could finish her words, Mo Cheng pushed her down and made her throw herself on the horse's back. "Don't talk and distract me."
After saying that, Mo Cheng took a deep breath and looked at the Wuman soldiers that were beginning to surge in from all directions.
"I knew that the White Horse and Silver Spear would always have this flag."
Not only were there soldiers surging in from all around, but there were also several obscure auras in the sky, as if something was trying to open a passage.
"That is the [path] of the Jueming Mountains. It will open up a passage for more tribes to descend here."
Yueyao said anxiously, "Sir, please don't be so stubborn. Yueyao will cover you here, and every one who survives is a good one."
"I'll make a bet with you. Both of us can survive. Do you believe it?"
Mo Cheng held a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, and couldn't help but smile as he looked at the soldiers who were surging in like a tide.
It was an absolutely vicious, ferocious, and violent smile.
As we all know, when the White Horse and Silver Spear were surrounded by thousands of troops, they were just like the Darkin Sword Demon who activated [Great Destruction] in the river and never knew what [retreat] meant.
“Hahahaha, I’ll let you know what [Dragons fight in the wild, their blood is dark yellow] means!”
There was a loud shout, followed by a wild dance of gods and ghosts!
