Chapter Seventy-Four: Mutation (First Update)

The stars in the wasteland were unusually bright, and the two of them wandered silently in the dilapidated attic.

However, the screams were unusually loud in the middle of the night, and the smell of blood immediately came to the face along the breeze.

The two of them glanced at each other, their faces moved slightly, and they both kicked their feet and shot towards the camp.

The dilapidated attic is lined up, the stream flows slowly along the pit, around the camp, there are broken corpses all over the ground, headless corpses, and handsless corpses, the blood flows into a stream and flows into the small river, dyeing the originally clear river water into a blood red, Mu Chen stood in the tent in the center of the camp with a sword in one hand, and the sword in his hand was slowly dripping blood!

And Mu Chen surrounded countless martial artists, and the extremely powerful aura overflowed from their bodies, looking at the past, none of these martial artists were below the sixth layer of the first martial arts.

"Mu Chen, where is your young lady!" A striking scar on his face combined with the strong true qi on his body made the big man look extremely strong.

A look of despair flashed, Mu Chen's eyes inadvertently glanced in a certain direction, and then said indifferently: "Blood Sword Legion, heh, Miss's visit to the Waste Domain this time is extremely secretive, it seems that someone in the Mu family has been bought by you, and do you think that someone who is not even afraid of death will reveal Miss's whereabouts?"

With the momentum of seeing death as home, he clenched the hilt of the sword, and let the sharp fingertips insert into his palm, Mu Chen's face was still the same.

Although Mu Chen's words were low, they still floated out

Ye Chen's figure in the wild rush suddenly froze, his right hand slowly shook, stopped Mu Ye, and said lightly: "It's the blood sword!"

Blood sword, Mu Ye frowned, and immediately bypassed Ye Chen's arm again and jumped forward, but Ye Chen's speed was fast, blocking Mu Ye's way again, ignoring the anxious look on Mu Ye's face, his dark eyes stared at Mu Ye tightly, and said lightly: "You have passed the age of willfulness, can you be sensible!"

After a pause, Mu Ye's face changed slightly, and he said quietly: "In the face of life, is reason useful?"

"The aura fluctuations in front of you are at least a few primordial martial arts peaks, and now you will not be sent to death!" Ye Chen said lightly, and the palm of his true qi slowly appeared.

"But Mu Chen, they are still there" Mu Ye was interrupted by Ye Chen before his words fell, and said lightly: "Brother Mu Chen, you can't die!"

Slowly took out the silver clown mask from his arms, and put it on his face in Mu Ye's surprised gaze, Ye Chen's gaze slowly fell back and forth, holding the sword in his backhand, and then the figure shot out in vain, flying vigorously at the top of the attic, while Mu Ye was looking at the figure that was fading away

"This matter can be handed over to me, you can stay here!" The rolling autumn wind carried Ye Chen's words in Mu Ye's ears for a long time

And the camp was still lifeless, the autumn wind rolled up pieces of maple leaves, a killing aura slowly permeated, dozens of blood sword men took a few steps forward, and the terrifying momentum generated together forced Mu Chen's figure back a few steps, and the swaying figure was like a lonely boat in the sea, vulnerable to attack.

There was blood everywhere, constantly stimulating Mu Chen, clenching his teeth, but Mu Chen still didn't say a word.

With the sword in one hand, Mu Chen took a step forward, and then the sword shot forward like a poisonous snake, and several explosions also sounded, Mu Chen's figure fell backwards again in embarrassment, and the things in front of him also became confused, and his spirit was in a trance, and a faint shadow appeared in his heart.

"Brother Mu Chen, why am I a daughter, why do I always bring disasters to the Mu family!"

"Brother Mu Chen, I'm not willing to fate, I'm really unwilling!"

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper, but I'm really unwilling to fate!"

"Brother Mu Chen, do you have any dreams!"

"My dream, oh, my dream is to protect the people who matter most to me, that's all!"

The words of the past still surrounded Mu Chen's heart, and his pupils shrank,

The teeth bit his lip tightly, he regained a little consciousness with the temporary pain, his eyes looked firmly at the many blood sword men, and he held the long sword tightly, and the figure shot out again, turning into a whirlwind and dancing wildly in the crowd.

The leader of the big man looked at Mu Chen, who was fighting the trapped beast, with a cold gaze, and immediately smiled disdainfully, waved his long sword, and shouted: "Capture him alive!"

Dozens of wolf-like men rushed up, surrounding Mu Chen in the center, and the giant sword kept slashing towards Mu Chen, rolling up reddened dust everywhere.

Miss, my dream is to protect you, that's all, Mu Chen's speed increased again, and he frantically took out his sword, and the sword marks on his body also appeared.

"Get up!" Dozens of junior martial sixth-level big men spoke out at the same time, the giant sword in their hands was raised at the same time, flying upward, their left feet all took a step forward, the dust was rolling, the giant sword formed a sword net and fell towards Mu Chen in the center of the crowd, the incomparably sharp sword qi formed a sword wind with Mu Chen as the center and constantly rotated, and everyone next to them couldn't help but retreat a few points, for fear of being cut by the sword wind!

Mu Chen's black cloak was instantly shredded, and the samurai uniform on his body also turned into strips of rag in an instant, instantly becoming extremely depressed, his long hair was also cut in half, his long hair was floating, blood was splashed, and the sword in his hand was instantly shattered into pieces of iron by the sword wind, and the pieces of iron pierced into all parts of Mu Chen's body, which was extremely clear!

Blood splashed out of Mu Chen's body like a tide, staining the maple leaves all over the ground, ticking and ticking.

At this time, a big man in the blood sword looked up to the sky and laughed: "Boy, weren't you crazy just now, you are crazy when you single out so many people!"

The strength in his hand couldn't help but increase a few points, Mu Chen's body bent down slightly, but Mu Chen gritted his teeth and held on, as the sword wind continued to approach, the pressure suddenly increased by a few points, Mu Chen finally couldn't hold on, his body knelt down involuntarily, and his knees hit the ground with a dull impact sound, the impact sound was extremely loud at this moment, and the force generated by the impact almost made Mu Chen faint.

At this time, the laughter just now sounded again: "Boy, hurry up and tell the whereabouts of that sassy girl, otherwise Lao Tzu will divide your five horses!"

"Really?" a chilling voice slowly sounded from the top of the dilapidated attic, resounding throughout the camp, and everyone couldn't help but look up and gasp!

The moon glowing with silver bloom has been hanging in the middle for some time, and under the silver flower, a figure has appeared.

The silver clown mask, the purple blood tear in the center of the mask, the long sword glowing with cold light in his hand, and the faint blue light looming in the palm of his hand.

The demon under the silver moon, wielding the sword in his hand, took the lives of others at will, the sword came out, and blood was splashed!

"Demon!" the big Chinese accent was terrified, and his feet kept shaking!