Shamanism kills the god

"kill!"

Mu Feng's pupils constricted, and he stretched out his right hand, pumping out the blood in his body to condense a blood-red long spear, he let it go, and roared towards the black ghost's head. .

At the same time, a red light flashed on his body, and a pair of blood-red hideous armor quickly appeared.Ignoring the fierce attack of the white ghost behind him, let alone the thousands of will-o'-the-wisps exploding in front of him, he sped up and rushed towards the carriage desperately, burning with anxiety!

As soon as the caravan was ambushed, the coachman driving the car disappeared somewhere, and Jing Wushuang was the only one in the car.Get caught by a ferocious nigger, is that okay?

In a blink of an eye, Mu Feng quickly made up his mind and threw himself at the carriage not far away.In any case, Jing Wushuang must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the Beiliu twin ghosts.

boom……

Thousands of will-o'-the-wisps exploded together, setting off an unprecedented shock, flying sand and flying stones.Mu Feng's newly condensed blood armor shook for a while, as if he had bumped into a heavy mountain head-on, and the brilliance was dim.Then, with a pain in the back, he was stabbed in by the white ghost's five fingers, and a large piece of flesh was torn off, causing a rain of blood.

"Boy, you're done!"

Seeing Mu Feng rushing towards Mu Feng desperately risking his life, the black ghost who had already jumped on the roof of the car suddenly smiled coldly, and flashed a ferocious blood spear sideways.Just when Mu Feng's feet touched the roof of the car, and the moment his footing was unstable, he suddenly launched a fierce attack.Thousands of will-o'-the-wisps around him exploded together, turning into miserable ghosts one by one, instead of rushing towards Mu Feng, they merged with his eerie body.

The ferocious nigga, who was already ferocious, suddenly turned into a black ghost, his right hand turned into a black as ink, like a ghost claw protruding from the gate of hell, and pulled out towards Mu Feng's heart.

Possessed by ghosts!

The nigger who has been lurking in the dark for a long time has long been prepared. The attack on Jing Wushuang in the carriage is just a cover. The real target is Mu Feng who is caught off guard!After merging the power of thousands of ghosts, his strength suddenly increased, and the spiritual power in his body was blown with all his strength. .

First let the white ghost attract Mu Feng's attention and consume his strength; then, under the guise of Jing Wushuang in the carriage, let the white ghost take the opportunity to seriously injure him; finally, let the black ghost recharge his batteries to launch a fatal blow!

Serial lore!

From the very beginning, the Beiliu twin ghosts set up a well-designed ambush, step by step to lure Mu Feng into being fooled.

Ding……

With just a crisp sound, the dim red blood armor on Mu Feng's body was completely smashed, and the nigger's sinister claws came in front of him in an instant.Behind him, the white ghost who succeeded in one blow also rushed over viciously, attacking back and forth!

"Even if it's over, you two will be over first!"

Mu Feng smiled coldly, at the critical moment of life and death, he did not dodge or dodge, suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth, and spewed out a red flying sword.As soon as the little flying sword appeared, a sharp edge soared into the sky!

"Flying sword?"

Qi Qi's expression changed for the black and white ghosts. No one expected that Mu Feng had hidden such a powerful trump card.It was too late to attack, so they pulled out and quickly retreated at the same time. Unfortunately, no matter how fast the reaction was, it was a step too slow.

call out……

With a flash of red light, the extremely sharp flying sword pierced through the nigger's claws and pierced into his chest.The next moment, it came out from the back of his heart, and without exhaustion, it turned around and roared towards the white ghost behind him, stabbing directly between his eyebrows.

"Do not……"

Unprepared, the white ghost let out a scream, twisted his body alive, and the fierce flying sword flew past his throat, bringing up a cloud of blood.

As soon as the flying sword is released, everyone is worried, and ghosts are frightened!

The flying sword snatched from Lin Zhengde's dandy only showed its real power in Mu Feng's hands, below the peak of the mortal realm, it is almost powerless to parry!

Caught off guard, even the thousand-year-old tree demon outside the Piaomiao Temple died, and the slightly less powerful Beiliu twin ghosts were no exception.With just one face-to-face meeting, these two always ruthless devils fell to the ground and were seriously injured.

"Skynet is prosperous, sparse but not missed!"

Mu Feng turned over and jumped off the carriage, opened the curtain and saw that Jing Wushuang hiding inside was safe and sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.The feeling of exhaustion came to my heart.The fierce flying sword turned into a flash of red light and disappeared into the body.

The power of the small flying sword is astonishing, but the power consumed is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.A full-strength blow at the critical moment of life and death almost exhausted all the strength in the body, and the lamp was exhausted!

"Brother Mufeng, are you injured?"

Seeing the blood on Mu Feng's back gushing like a spring, dripping with blood, Jing Wushuang's heart was shocked, and he frantically dug out the plum blossom powder that Mei Siniang had given him.

"It's okay, it's just a little skin trauma, you stay in the car and don't move, I'll send those masked people outside!"

Mu Feng smiled reluctantly, pretended to be indifferent in front of Jing Wushuang, and took out the jasper flute hanging on his body.

The cold long flute can be used to blow out the invisible sound of fighting, killing people thousands of miles away, or it can be used to kill people like a sword.As long as the strength is strong enough, a light poke can pierce a thumb-sized hole between the eyebrows of the enemy!

Although the two devils, Beiliu Shuanggui, were seriously injured, they were not dead yet. We must take this opportunity to take their lives completely, just in case.In addition to these two demons, there are many masked men who slaughtered merchants and guards in the canyon, and they also need to be eliminated one by one.Even if they can't kill them all at once, at least they have to scare them out of their wits and run as far as they can.

Clang...

Just when Mu Feng turned around and was about to grit his teeth and take a breath to catch up with the victory, suddenly, a piercing sound came from the darkness.Then, a sharp sword light appeared in front of his eyes.A man in black with a big hat on his head suddenly flew out from the pile of dead people, appeared, drew his sword, and attacked in one go, as fast as a shooting star.Just as the sound of drawing the sword came, the sharp sword had already arrived in front of him!

The blade is sharp, and the power in the body fluctuates, which is more terrifying than the two demon heads of the Beiliu Shuanggui!

"This, is the real killing move?"

Mu Feng's pupils constricted, seeing the sharp blade that appeared in front of him like lightning, and he had no time to dodge or parry the sharp blade, his limbs were ice-cold.

No one thought that after severely injuring the two formidable enemies, the Beiliu Shuanggui, the real enemy was still lurking beside him!

Game is in game, plan is in plan!

Dare to say, many masked people are just a mist to confuse people's hearts, and the twin ghosts of Beiliu are just bait.A bait used to attract one's attention and consume one's strength.The real killer suddenly appeared at this time, when he was exhausted and secretly relieved!

Blind Master!

Don't think too much, such a handwriting must have come from the hands of the big devil, Master Blind!

Cruel and ruthless, there is no strategy left!

Even the powerful Beiliu twin ghosts were kept in the dark and treated as two pawns to give up.It can be seen from this that Master Blind, that blind old guy, has such a deep city and how ruthless his calculations are!

"Young Master Mu, it's your honor to die under my sword!"

The man in black with the big hat on his head smiled coldly, accelerated again, and pointed the blade at Mu Feng's throat.Attempt to cut off his head with one knife, one blow will kill him!

For this moment, he has been waiting for a long time.

Mu Feng, who was exhausted, might seem invincible to ordinary masked people, but in his opinion, he was no different from a lamb at the slaughter!