Qiankun Gourd

After a hard fight, Murong Jie, Sun Hui and Liu Zhuang gradually gained the upper hand. Murong Jie used his great magical powers to defeat several people in a row.

"Brother Murong has great magical powers. We admire him!"

Some people couldn't see Murong Jie's opponent, so they said nothing more and flew away with their team.

Since I can't beat others, it's useless to waste time here. I might as well look for other opportunities.

One team after another was defeated, and they had no desire to fight anymore, so they left.

On the other side, Yang Biao's half-moon ring suddenly increased in power and instantly defeated Yin Zhijian's golden light. Yin Zhijian's golden light was broken and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Yang Biao, just wait. We are not done with you!"

Yin Zhijian said something harsh and left with his men.

Yin Zhijian is a disciple of Hun Yanfeng. Yang Biao did not want to offend the uncles and aunts of Hun Yanfeng, so he did not stop him.

"Junior Brother Yin, I'm waiting for you!"

Yang Biao smiled coldly.

Now there are only two groups of people left in the cave: Murong Jie and Yang Biao.

"Brother Murong, why don't you leave? Do I need to personally drive you away?"

Yang Biao turned around and looked at Murong Jie, Sun Hui and Liu Zhuang who were not far away, and said with a smile.

"Junior Brother Yang, we must get the Yellow Springs Milk! For the sake of our fellow disciples, I can let you go!"

Murong Jie was also very rude.

"Haha! How shameless! Even if you are powerful, Senior Brother Murong, it's five against three now. What are your chances of winning?"

Yang Biao narrowed his eyes and said sarcastically.

"Junior Brother Shi, you can come out now!"

Murong Jie shouted towards the cave entrance.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly and appeared in front of Murong Jie.

"Even if you have one more person, what does it matter? Five against four, we can still win!"

Yang Biao smiled coldly, and just as he finished speaking, his half-moon ring spun around and flew in front of him. Then its size grew rapidly, and instantly became more than ten feet long.

Seeing this, Yang Biao's followers also took out their magic weapons.

"Three junior brothers, don't be polite, kill them, I will take the blame for you!"

Murong Jie waved his hand, and the black sword spun out and instantly turned into a giant black sword about ten feet long.

Upon seeing this, Sun Hui and Liu Zhuang took out their own magic weapons.

Ye Feng also took out his greatsword.

"go with!"

Both sides snorted coldly at the same time.

Whoosh whoosh!

Murong Jie's giant sword met Yang Biao's half-moon ring.

Sun Hui's short knife collided with the long spear on the opposite side.

Liu Zhuang's axe collided with the sledgehammer on the opposite side.

Ye Feng's broadsword clashed with the broadsword on the opposite side.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of magic weapons colliding continued to ring out in the cave.

There were four people on Ye Feng's side, but there were five people on the opposite side. The fifth person on the opposite side flashed and went underground and disappeared, and appeared behind Murong Jie the next moment.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Murong, go to hell!"

The man roared, and a huge fork in his hand flew out and stabbed Murong Jie's back.

In their opinion, as long as Murong Jie died, Ye Feng and his men would be able to collapse without any attack.

But Murong Jie is not so easy to deal with. Before the giant fork can get close to Murong Jie, a skinny giant claw flew out from behind Murong and grabbed the giant fork in its hand.

The giant claws firmly grasped the giant fork, and it was not afraid no matter how the man used his magic power.

"Damn it, this old guy actually has another trick up his sleeve!"

The man cursed inwardly.

At this moment, another skinny giant claw broke out from the ground and quickly grabbed this one.

The man was unable to dodge and immediately activated his protective shield. With a snapping sound, his protective shield was shattered as soon as it was activated.

Poof!

Aaah...!

A scream was heard, and the man was instantly crushed into a meat paste by the giant claws.

"Junior Brother Liu!"

Yang Biao was furious when he saw that his fellow apprentice failed in his sneak attack and was killed by Murong Jie instead.

"Murong Jie! Today is the day you die!"

Yang Biao bit his hand, and then a ray of blood shot out from his hand. The blood light shot towards the half-moon ring and instantly hit the half-moon ring.

The half-moon ring instantly turned blood red, and at the same time, blood light shone brightly, and countless blood lights shot towards Murong Jie's giant sword.

Murong Jie was no pushover either. He smiled coldly and cast a spell in his hand. The giant sword instantly emitted a black light, and countless sharp claws flew out from the giant sword and grabbed the flying blood light.

Boom!

At the same time, the giant swords slashed towards the half-moon ring. There was a sound of collision, and the whole cave shook slightly.

At this time, Ye Feng, Sun Hui and Liu Zhuang gradually gained the upper hand and beat their opponents to the point where they could hardly resist.

Murong Jie's mouth corners slightly raised, and a black light suddenly shot out from his body, attacking Yang Biao opposite him.

"not good!"

When Yang Biao saw that the other party was attacking him, his mind moved slightly, and a flying knife suddenly flew out and attacked the dark light.

A clang!

The flying knife was knocked away as soon as it touched the black light. The black light instantly appeared in front of Yang Biao. Then the black light flashed and transformed into a black leopard that was more than seventy or eighty feet tall. The black leopard waved its sharp claws and slapped Yang Biao fiercely.

Yang Biao used the magic power in his body to try to dodge, but it was too late. With a bang, he was knocked away.

The half-moon ring he controlled was hit by Murong Jie's giant sword at this moment and flew away, crackling and shattering.

Yang Biao spat out a mouthful of blood.

"you..."

"go to hell!"

Murong Jie's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he swung the giant sword at Yang Biao. With a "puff" sound, Yang Biao was split in half and died on the spot.

"Senior Brother Yang!"

The others were so frightened by this that they dared not stay for a moment. They fired a few shots in a row and fled.

"Murong Jie, we have made a feud!"

A young monk shouted loudly.

"My fellow brothers, don't let them get away. Kill them!" Murong Jie became murderous upon hearing that. He controlled the giant sword and killed the three people who were escaping.

Seeing this, Ye Feng and the other two also used their magic weapons to kill the three people.

Puff puff puff!

Ah...! Ah...! Ah...!

The three men were killed on the spot before they could run far.

"Haha, thank you three brothers for your help!"

Seeing this, Murong Jie smiled slightly and put away the magic weapon.

"You can take whatever you want from these people. We will divide the Yellow Springs Milk equally later!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Murong!"

Ye Feng and the other two took the magic weapons at the same time and clasped their fists to express their gratitude.

Although these people's things were of little use to Ye Feng, in order to conceal his identity, he still came up to a person and took the other's storage bag in his hand.

"Haha! I made a fortune by following Senior Brother Murong here this time!"

Ye Feng laughed out loud.

"We are all brothers, so why should we be polite, Junior Brother Shi? Let's go and divide this Yellow Springs Milk together!"

Murong Jie patted Ye Feng on the shoulder.