Chapter 474

Mu Lan's face sank like water.

Zhang Hei roaring in front of the Red Flower Camp gate, his voice shaking like thunder, had a huge negative impact on the army.

However, Mu Lan still suppressed her anger: "General Zhang, please be quiet. I don't know what happened yet; wait for me to investigate!"

Zhang Hei suppressed his anger and waved his hands repeatedly: "Ask, ask quickly!"

Mu Lan questioned the soldiers who participated in the fight, and the soldiers responded truthfully, also feeling aggrieved.

"It was the people from the Third General's Camp who provoked us first!"

"They insulted Old General Mu, saying our Red Flower Camp specializes in dumping blame on comrades and is not fit to be human!"

"We didn't take the initiative to attack either; it was the people from the Third General's Camp who spat on our faces first."

Mu Lan nodded and responded to Zhang Hei face-to-face: "General Zhang, the course of events is now clear. It was your side that provoked first; why not call the parties involved and confront them face-to-face?"

Zhang Hei was furious and held the black snake spear, aiming the tip at Mu Lan again: "My soldiers are already lying in bed, critically ill, and are receiving treatment."

"Do you really want him to come and confront? Or did you see this point and use words to force me?!"

"I came to seek justice; it seems I can only get it through fists and feet."

Mu Lan's face sank like water, and she laughed out of extreme anger: "Black scoundrel, have you forgotten yourself after being promoted? Since you repeatedly speak rudely and are asking for a beating, let me satisfy you!"

Zhang Hei laughed loudly, stirred his magic power, and flew into the high sky first.

Mu Lan also flew into the sky immediately and took out a long spear from her storage bracelet.

Blood Tassel Spear!

It was seven feet long, had an excellent grip, and was perfectly balanced in design, making it suitable for both quick stabs and extremely sharp sweeps.

The shaft was made of wax-white wood, tough as iron, with a smooth surface and a slightly yellow color, exuding an ancient aura.

The spear tip was sharp, slightly curved, and flashed with a cold light.

The most eye-catching part was the red tassel at the top of the spear. The red threads at the end were as bright as fresh blood, swaying in the wind like a flowing river of blood, forming a sharp contrast with the snow-white spear shaft.

Zhang Hei held the black snake spear and charged straight up.

Clang, clang, clang!

The spear and the lance clashed, sparking brilliant fire.

The violent sound of the collision was sharp and piercing, echoing through the military camp.

The commotion caused by Zhang Hei was quite large, and the entire Red Flower Camp was alarmed; almost all the soldiers looked up at the sky to watch the battle.

"This Zhang Hei is too arrogant!"

"Their Third General's Camp was able to capture Ma Ma Feitui only by relying on our Red Flower Camp's initial weakening!"

"What do they have to be proud of!"

"General Mu, teach this black scoundrel a good lesson!"

The soldiers of the Red Flower Camp were full of confidence in General Mu Lan.

Zhang Hei and Mu Lan both adopted close combat, clashing all the way, moving up and down in the high sky.

Zhang Hei's black snake spear was heavy and domineering, and his movements were rough and straightforward; every swing could stir up a roaring gale, with a magnificent momentum.

Mu Lan's Blood Tassel Spear was as fast as bright red lightning, focusing mainly on stabbing. She practiced the Profound Gold Armor-Breaking Art, a technique famous for its armor-piercing ability.

Mu Lan's spear technique was sharp and swift; the spear tip stabbed out time and time again, leaving behind stunning blood-colored rainbows in everyone's field of vision.

Her movements were simple and unadorned, far less wild and flamboyant than Zhang Hei's, but they were extremely precise, forcing Zhang Hei to dodge and evade.

Mu Lan turned around, and the cloak behind her swung with the momentum, stirring up a mass of light and shadow.

"Whoosh!"

The light and shadow covered Zhang Hei's eyes, making him unable to see.

Mu Lan took the opportunity to stab out with the Blood Tassel Spear, the tip piercing the cold air and stabbing toward Zhang Hei's right arm.

At the critical moment, Zhang Hei listened to the wind to determine the position, retreating while blocking with the black snake spear.

Only a dull thud was heard; the black snake spear was shaken off its trajectory.

Zhang Hei's figure swayed, revealing more openings.

Mu Lan seized the opportunity and attacked again quickly, the spear tip stabbing out like lightning, this time heading straight for Zhang Hei's neck.

Zhang Hei retreated again and again, the muscles in his right arm bulging as he forcibly pulled back the black snake spear, barely managing to hold off Mu Lan's spear tip with the spearhead. He caught his breath, then grabbed the snake spear with his left hand, exerting force with both arms.

"Hah!"

He forcibly exerted force, pushing away Mu Lan's Blood Tassel Spear.

Mu Lan's figure was like the wind, her posture light, and she circled to the left, again with lightning speed, stabbing her Blood Tassel Spear diagonally toward Zhang Hei's abdomen.

Zhang Hei let out a muffled groan; this time, he was finally unable to defend in time, and a blood hole was drilled into his abdomen.

He gritted his teeth and held on, the spearhead smashing down from above toward the top of Mu Lan's head with incomparable ferocity, a wild stance of trading his life for hers.

Mu Lan was not wearing a helmet and did not want to fight to the death, so she had to retreat.

Zhang Hei barely stabilized his footing, fearless, his fighting spirit growing even stronger due to the anger in his heart.

"Come again!" He raised his snake spear and took the initiative to charge.

A flash of brilliance appeared in Mu Lan's eyes, and she felt a slight sense of appreciation in her heart: "He is indeed a fierce general."

The Blood Tassel Spear in her hand stabbed continuously, occasionally flying and sweeping to form a rain of spears, covering Zhang Hei.

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Zhang Hei was like a beast trapped in a trap, roaring constantly and fighting hard, but the wounds on his body were increasing, and gradually blood flowed like a fountain.

Mu Lan had a very obvious advantage in the duel against Zhang Hei!

However, as the battle continued, Zhang Hei's strength grew rapidly.

His eyes were full of anger, and he swung the black snake spear, forming patches of black shadows, surprisingly swift.

The black shadows were like waves, surging and magnificent.

Black Wave Surging Art!

Zhang Hei's technique gradually exerted miraculous effects; simple attacks could often form a large wave of black, causing damage to enemies within a certain range.

And his entire body was covered in bulging tendons, like dragon pythons wrapped around him, giving him increasingly powerful strength.

Innate Talent—Wild Python Tendons!

This innate talent allows a cultivator to have their fascia expand and condense when they fall into anger, forming long tendons like pythons, giving the cultivator terrifying strength.

The angrier the cultivator is and the stronger their physical foundation, the more astonishing the power brought by the Wild Python Tendons.

Clang!

Another collision between the Blood Tassel Spear and the black snake spear.

But this time, it was the Blood Tassel Spear that was knocked away, and the black snake spear continued to advance!

A sharp light flashed in Mu Lan's eyes; knowing something was wrong, she began to attack with all her might.

Zhang Hei's arms bulged like mountains, and the python-like tendons wrapped around his body, bringing strength like a mountain flood.

Black Wave Surging Art!

Wild Python Tendons!

Black Snake Spear!

The triple superposition made every strike of his able to stir up surging black waves. In the black waves, the snake spear was like a flood dragon stirring the sea, fierce and extraordinary.

And the strength that Zhang Hei grew as he fought made the black snake spear even heavier and more domineering.

The spear body swept like a giant wave, with enough momentum to destroy all enemies standing in front of it!

Mu Lan was as agile as the wind, gradually resembling a red bird overlooking the black sea, with a sense of helplessness.

"Can't go on like this! This black scoundrel..."

Mu Lan would never admit defeat, especially in front of her own army.

She snorted coldly, pulled herself out, flew away quickly, and rapidly opened up the distance.

Zhang Hei was stunned, thought of Mu Lan's archery, and immediately pursued.

But his speed was no match for Mu Lan's, and he was easily left behind by her.

Mu Lan took out the weapon treasure Red Phoenix Bow and nocked the Heart-Burning Arrow.

Then she activated the divine ability Red Heart Swan Arrow!

Zhang Hei felt his scalp tingle, feeling that he was firmly locked on, and no matter if he went to heaven or earth, he could not shake it off.

"The feeling the Dragon King Temple priest had at that time was actually like this."

"So terrifying!"

"I'm going to Zhao Die!" Zhang Hei desperately widened his eyes; even if he died, he would face it head-on!

The next moment.

Pfft.

(End of chapter)