2012: C2012 The Four Great Clans of the Sanctuary

C2012 The Four Great Clans of the Sanctuary

Sun was well aware of the strength of these great families, and he even despised the people of the Guild Alliance.

There was still a clear gap in strength between the warriors that could be bought over with money and the warriors that his family carefully cultivated.

The four families of the Sacred Zone were the Zheng Family, the He Family, the Chu Family, and the Ling Family.

Zheng Shun, He Wei, Chu Muchen, and Ling Fengyue were all the most powerful young masters of their families. They had made ample preparations before participating in the City Lord Challenge.

"Since Young master Sun has a suggestion, then we're willing to go through fire and water and risk our lives to accompany you."

"Before leaving, should we take care of our worries?"

"The attack launched by the amplification of the phenomenon has failed. We need to find new cannon fodder. With so many people around, isn't it a good material for us to use?"

"Hahaha, the four families are going to kill again."

"This is also a chance for them to win. The ones who can rush to the front have a higher chance of picking up the mission equipment."

Chu Mengchen and Ling Fengyue made a gesture to the martial artists around them, and a few figures rushed towards the direction of the other contestants.

In the air, the phantom of a skull appeared, with green ghost fire flickering in its eye sockets.

With a speed as fast as lightning, it hit some people.

It was as if they were wearing a strange helmet. Their heads coincided with the skeleton phantom, and their thoughts and consciousness were instantly erased.

Hundreds of controlled contestants walked in front of the four families.

"Thank you for all your hard work."

"Take your weapons and charge into the depths of the stone forest. Our people will also follow and fight side by side with you."

" Understood! "

Even if their thoughts and negative emotions were stripped away, the level of combat power of a martial artist was still there.

They charged forward without any reservations.

The flames of spirit energy on their bodies became the most dazzling existences, illuminating everything within a radius of a few kilometers.

Chu Mengchen said with a cold smile to the other contestants.

"If you want to take advantage of us, the four families, then let's see if you have the strength to do so."

"Stand outside the mountain and watch the show. Before we get enough mission equipment, kill anyone who dares to trespass without permission."

Such an overbearing way of doing things made people angry, but they didn't dare to say anything.

Many people were whispering, but they didn't dare to fight against the four families head-on.

They were even more vicious than the guild alliance.

Peace was the most basic principle of doing business. It allowed the guild to maintain a neutral attitude.

They collected money and did things without offending any customers.

However, the four great families were different.

They just liked to rely on their own strength to bully the weak and do whatever they wanted.

They controlled over a hundred martial artists to charge into the stone forest as a suicide squad. The outcome of these people could be predicted.

Mu Chen looked at Donghuang Shuo and Donghuang Fangfei and sighed, then asked.

"Is there no way to deal with these people?"

"He's about to get here first."

"Any one of the four great clans is much stronger than our Donghuang Clan. The outcome of this challenge is basically decided."

"It's just that there are slightly more people. Perhaps they'll be completely wiped out by Shenluo Guizun."

Eastern Emperor Shuo could only stay put.

If the other side settled the score with them, then the entire clan would fall into great danger.

It was just that Mu Chen would not be scared by anyone. Such an arrogant and despotic attitude had instead aroused his desire to fight.

He had to find a suitable reason to kill his way in.

After Mu Chen thought for a moment, he locked onto the group of asuras that were standing a few hundred meters away.

He used the Son of Heaven's sword to point at them and provoked them without any trace of politeness.

"Since I have nothing better to do, I might as well destroy you otherworldly species first."

"Mu Chen, there are no million strong beastmen allied army here. It's impossible for you to rely on your master's power."

"The grudge should be settled, and then we will do as you wish."

The Asura Ghost grabbed its weapon and rushed over.

His sinister expression coupled with his ugly face made them incompatible with the other contestants.

The hatred the Asuras had for Mu Chen even exceeded the hatred of the allied forces of the beast race.

If there were no martial artists from the human world joining the fight during the battle, the beast race would only be simple-minded fellows with well-developed limbs, and they would not know how to use their tactics and strategies at all.

Perhaps the result would be completely different.

"Crack! Crack! Crack..."

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The light around the Son of Heaven Sword formed a light screen, which blocked the enemy's weapons.

No matter how many asuras there were, the sword souls in Mu Chen's sword could still transmit all the angles and trajectories of the attacks into Mu Chen's mind and dodge them in advance.

In the eyes of outsiders, Mu Chen was surrounded by danger, and the blade lights and sword shadows brushed past his skin.

Only he knew that the opponent's degree of attack would not cause any danger.

"I didn't expect that your strength would have increased. Then show me your real ability to play."

"I'll show you how terrifying the Ten Thousand Ghost Night Walk is."

The Asura Ghost's mouth spat out a red aura of blood and formed a weird looking monster.

Although they were all illusions, their attacks weren't any weaker.

The sharp sword lights and Spiritual energy pierced through the Shura Ghost's body, but they were still unharmed.1

The demons and monsters bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they surrounded Mu Chen. Their movements were as if they were performing a mysterious sacrificial dance, not displaying any killing effect.

"Wu wu wu wu wu ..."

"Wuwuwuwu..."

He chanted an obscure incantation, causing Mu Chen's eyes to be dazzled, and his blood and Qi to surge.

Immediately after.

A bright red symbol mark appeared on his skin, emitting waves of steam.

"Damn it, what kind of curse is this?"

"My spiritual energy has been evaporated, and it has drifted out of my body from where the symbol is. I can't let this weakening effect last for too long."

Mu Chen swallowed a few healing pills.

However, the effects of the curse were not ordinary physical damage. The symbols did not show any signs of weakening, and they were still emitting green smoke.

Even if the ice was frozen on the surface of the skin, it would be quickly melted by the spiritual energy.

"Hahaha, when you are weak and powerless, you won't need anyone else to do anything and you will die here."

"You can't even resist the erosion of the miasma."

The Asura Ghosts stood in the distance and did not plan to attack. They wanted to slowly torture Mu Chen, and only by experiencing the deepest pain before they died, could they vent their hatred.

The group of people from the Guild Alliance also let out mocking sounds.

"We don't need to do it ourselves, we will be able to see Mu Chen being killed."

"I didn't expect him to make so many enemies."

"The effects of this curse are not very strong. If Mu Chen brought along enough pills, he would be able to hold on for a long time, and the spiritual energy in his body would not be dried up very quickly."

Meng Linglong valued Mu Chen's strength a lot.

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