His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

He uttered the last three words through gritted teeth: "Wild man!"

Mo Sangyu didn't react much to what he heard, but Chu Canglan almost choked on his own saliva.

He dared not let Feng Xingyu hear these words.

"You guessed right, don't guess next time."

Chu Canglan was speechless.

Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly smiled, turned to look at Mo Sangyu, and whispered, "I knew back then that Feng Xingyu wasn't dead, but this guy obviously doesn't."

"Miss Mo, you'd be better off with me than with him."

Seeing Chu Canglan so close to Mo Sangyu and whispering to each other, Wu Mule felt a surge of violent anger rising within him.

He stared intently at Mo Sangyu: "I can give you far more than he can!"

What can you give me?

"How is the location of the Blackrock Tribe's wife?"

"Not very good."

Mo Sangyu looked at the people behind him: "They're blocking my way, move aside."

"Your path?"

Umulle laughed angrily, "What do you think this place is? You think you can come and go as you please?"

He took a sudden step forward, his eyes filled with malice: "I certainly didn't drug the drink last night, but so what?"

"I'm giving you face, but you don't appreciate it. Then don't blame me for being impolite. Today, neither you nor your lover will step out of my Blackstone Tribe!"

The word "mistress" made Chu Canglan's face darken.

Yan Xu suppressed a laugh, while Ya Zi's murderous intent surged.

Mo Sangyu showed no reaction.

She even sighed softly, as if somewhat impatient: "Eumule, do you always talk so much nonsense?"

Umulle paused, his facial muscles twitching.

"It seems you're determined to die."

He stopped talking nonsense, his eyes flashing with malice, and pointed at Chu Canglan and Yan Xu: "Kill them, capture Mo Sangyu!"

After he finished speaking, dozens of guards and warriors behind him immediately rushed up, shouting battle cries.

Yan Xu and Ya Zi acted simultaneously.

Ya Zi swayed and rushed into the crowd on the left. His short blade flashed coldly and precisely sliced ​​through the enemy's throat.

He moved extremely fast and was ruthless, taking down several people in an instant.

Yan Xu gave a low shout and went to meet the enemy on his right.

His moves were fierce and powerful, his punches and kicks whistling through the air, managing to block a large area.

With the two working together, those people didn't manage to rush over for a while.

Chu Canglan took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Wu Mule. His palm strike was like thunder, aimed directly at the top of Wu Mule's head.

"Well done!" Umulle grinned maliciously, not dodging or avoiding the attack.

"Bang!"

A dull, deafening roar, followed by a surging shockwave.

Chu Canglan's palm struck Wu Mule's head solidly, but the powerful true energy, capable of splitting stone and shattering monuments, vanished without a trace.

Wu Mule merely swayed slightly, and a gray-black color quickly appeared on his head, spreading the stone armor pattern until it covered his entire body in the blink of an eye.

"Grandmaster?"

After sensing Chu Canglan's true energy and recognizing his strength, Wu Mule laughed wildly.

He's a Grandmaster!

But so what?

With this Stone Demon Armor protecting him, no one in this world can kill him!

Wu Mule threw a backhand punch at Chu Canglan's face, the force of the punch carrying a brutal and powerful force.

Chu Canglan's eyes narrowed slightly. He dodged to the side, his palms flashing like lightning as he struck Wu Mule's vital points dozens of times.

The force of the finger was enough to pierce through refined iron, but it only left a faint white mark on the stone armor.

Relying on the Stone Demon Armor protecting him, Emu Le completely abandoned his defense.

Fists, elbows, knees, and legs transformed into a raging storm, fiercely attacking Chu Canglan.

He possessed immense strength and speed, and his attacks were wild and ferocious, seemingly without any strategy yet each strike was deadly.

However, Chu Canglan moved with graceful ease, like a butterfly flitting among flowers, dodging and weaving amidst Wu Mule's ferocious attacks. Her occasional counterattacks were easily blocked by the stone armor.

He frowned slightly. This tortoise shell was indeed troublesome; true energy could not penetrate it, and brute force could not break through it.

We have to kill this freak...

Chu Canglan was angry as he fought.

He hadn't had such a frustrating fight in a long time!

Mo Sangyu stood on the steps, his gaze fixed on Wu Mule.

Upon closer inspection, she discovered that the stone armor covered her entire body seamlessly, making it virtually impenetrable.

But she didn't believe that the stone demon armor would be flawless.

Even Chu Canglan hitting him on the forehead had no effect, so...

Could the ears and eyes be weak points?

After observation, she discovered that when Wu Mule attacked and moved, the stone armor around his eyes, ears, mouth and nose would flash slightly.

Especially during emotional fluctuations, such as when they are furious and laughing wildly, the texture of the stone armor behind their ears will show slight ripples.

Why not give it a try?

Chu Canglan was annoyed by Wu Mule's tortoise shell, while Wu Mule was even more annoyed by his dog-walking fighting style.

At this moment, he saw Mo Sangyu standing to the side, her gaze towards him revealing a hint of provocation.

court death!

Wu Mule feinted an attack, then suddenly abandoned Chu Canglan and pounced on Mo Sangyu like a cannonball.

Covered in stone armor, he resembled a ferocious humanoid beast, exuding an aura of overwhelming power.

Mo Sangyu seemed startled by the sudden attack and took a half-step back in a panic.

This subtle movement caused a fierce, triumphant glint to flash across Umulle's face.

Now you know fear?

Wu Mule's movements became even more rapid and urgent, his only thought being to capture Mo Sangyu.

Once she falls into his hands, he will make sure she suffers a fate worse than death!

Just imagining that scene filled Umuller with excitement.

However, just as he was about to grab Mo Sangyu, the panic on Mo Sangyu's face suddenly turned into a strange smile.

With a swift movement, she vanished like smoke, brushing past Wu Mule's sleeve and appearing directly behind and to his side.

Wu Mule's grab missed, and he knew something was wrong, but it was too late.

He felt a chilling gust of wind rush past his ear, and the steel needles that Mo Sangyu conjured with his spiritual power slammed directly into his left ear with the force of his palm.

"what!"

Umulle let out a piercing scream, fell forward, and covered his left ear with both hands, blood gushing from between his fingers.

I was right.

"Chu Canglan, attack his eyes and ears!" Mo Sangyu shouted immediately.

Chu Canglan reacted extremely quickly, catching up with Wu Mule as soon as he screamed.

He pointed his fingers together to form a sword, and sword energy gathered at his fingertips.

Taking advantage of Wumulle's momentary lapse in concentration due to the excruciating pain, and the moment when his stone armor's defense faltered, the sword swiftly pierced his wide-open eyes.

Despite the excruciating pain, Wu Mule instinctively turned his head sharply, and the stone armor surged wildly towards his face.

"laugh!"

The sword energy grazed the corner of his eye, leaving a deep mark on his cheekbone armor, and sparks flew.

It failed to hit the eye.

But the pain from the splitting corner of his eye and the shockwave from the sword energy caused Wu Mule to scream again, his vision going black.

He went completely mad, swinging his stone-armored arms wildly in all directions, trying to force the enemy back.

Chu Canglan stepped back a few paces, his eyes fixed on Wumule, looking for another opportunity to strike.

But he was like a mad beast, and for a while, it was impossible to get close to him or attack his eyes and ears. All they could do was continue to fight him.

"Mo Sangyu!"

If at the beginning Wu Mule wanted to conquer Mo Sangyu, now all that remains is murderous intent.

No one had ever dared to hurt him before, but this woman had actually injured his ear!

He must kill her!

Wumulle seized the opportunity and continued to attack Mosangyu.

He only needed to protect his eyes and ears; he didn't need to worry about anything else. He would dodge Chu Canglan's attacks if he could, and if he couldn't, he wouldn't.

"Mo Sangyu, I'll risk my life to kill you first today!"

Umulle's scarlet eyes were fixed on Mo Sangyu, and he seized the opportunity to pounce on her again.

Mo Sangyu quickly retreated, creating distance between them.

This can't go on.

She was just about to unleash a powerful move when her back suddenly bumped into a familiar chest.

An arm firmly encircled her waist, pulling her behind him.

Mo Sangyu's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up abruptly. The man had already released her and rushed forward in one stride.

It's Feng Xingyu!

He appeared before Wumule like a wisp of smoke, forming a pincer movement with Chu Canglan behind him.

The two of them took action at the same time.

Chu Canglan's powerful true energy transformed into a solid giant palm, which slammed hard against Wu Mule's back.

Feng Xingyu then struck Wu Mule's chest with a palm strike, the force of which was cold and sharp, penetrating straight to the bone marrow.

"boom!"

Two incredibly powerful streams of true energy struck Wu Mule simultaneously.

The Stone Golem Armor emitted a piercing scraping sound, and its gray-black shell trembled violently, showing signs of cracking.

Umulle let out a miserable howl, staggered, and the Stone Demon Armor's defenses crumbled for a moment.

At that very moment.

Feng Xingyu wielded his longsword, swiftly slicing it across from left to right like lightning.

"Aaaaaah!"

Umulle's eyes were slashed open by a sword.

"My eyes!"

He let out a desperate roar, his hands wildly clawing at his face.

Feng Xingyu's face was icy cold. He stepped forward, grabbed Wu Mule's hair, and pulled it back.

He clenched his fist, gathering terrifying true energy, and slammed it hard into Wumule's already cracked temple.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three heavy blows in succession, dull as the beating of a drum.

The cracks on the stone demon armor spread rapidly, covering the entire body like a spider web.

The sound of cracking continued.

The gray-black stone armor peeled off piece by piece, turning into powder that fell down in a flurry.

Before long, the true form of Ebony was revealed: a withered, bluish-gray body covered in bloodstains.

Without pausing, Feng Xingyu struck down with both palms again.

"puff!"

Umulle coughed up a mouthful of black blood and flew backward like a broken sack, crashing heavily to the ground.

His sternum collapsed, and his breath gradually weakened.

He lay in a pool of blood, his remaining consciousness allowing him to turn his mangled face with difficulty, looking at the man who had utterly broken him.

"Who the hell are you...who the hell are you...?"

The faint voice was filled with anger and confusion.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself."

Feng Xingyu took a step forward and slowly approached, looking at the dying Wu Mule, his voice calm and even: "I am Mo Sangyu's husband, my name is... Feng Xingyu."

"..."

Umulle coughed up another mouthful of blood, whether from anger or not, it was unclear.

After vomiting this time, there was no further movement.

The leader is dead.

The remaining people also stopped.

Suddenly, everything returned to calm.

Feng Xingyu then turned around and walked towards Mo Sangyu behind him.

He was wearing a mask, so his facial expression couldn't be seen, but his aura, his taut jawline, and his thin lips pressed into a straight line all clearly indicated that he was...