Shamanism kills the god

gurgling, gurgling, gurgling

Under the heavy coercion, the ancestral witch's blood in Mu Feng's body jumped violently, waves of scorching blood surged, and his whole body rolled with qi and blood. The blood-red ferocious blood armor tightly guards the whole body, only revealing a pair of cold eyes.

click

A thick snake-shaped lightning flashed over people's heads with a terrifying momentum, as if it was about to fall on people.In an instant, the earth trembled, the sky seemed to be falling, and the big raindrops poured down.

At this moment, with the help of the peripheral vision of the lightning, Mu Feng could clearly see the enemy who came in front of him first.

This is a tall and stalwart young man, with a hunchback and a tiger's back, with eyebrows like swords, giving off a compelling heroic spirit.His eyes were cold and ruthless, like a long sword dangling in his hand.The power in the body fluctuates violently, although it is not as good as the favored son of heaven, the great disciple Mu Tie, but it is also much more powerful than the general masters in the late stage of the mortal realm.It seems that at least he has cultivated to the peak of the mortal realm, and his speed is faster than other white-robed swordsmen!

Well done!

Mu Feng's face was icy cold, the blood in his body became hotter and hotter, and the surrounding air became hotter.Facing the sharp sword that appeared in front of his eyes in an instant, piercing the eyebrows, he did not dodge or scream, and stood motionless, letting the pouring rain fall on his body.At first glance, it seemed that he was frightened for an instant, and he hadn't reacted for a while.

An ear-piercing crisp sound reached everyone's ears amidst the rumbling thunder, and the sharp long sword pierced Mu Feng's forehead without any suspense.

The white-robed swordsman who was the first to attack had a cold gaze, and was determined to win. However, the next moment, his face suddenly changed.The long sword in his hand accurately pierced Mu Feng's forehead, but it only caused the blood armor outside his body to shake, and the red light dimmed.Even with all his strength, the long sword in his hand couldn't advance half an inch.

not good!

The white-robed swordsman had rich experience, and immediately retreated quickly. Unfortunately, no matter how fast he reacted, it was too late.

"kill!"

Mu Feng shouted angrily, and instead of punching out as usual, he suddenly spread his fingers apart, turned his palms into claws, and slapped the head of the white-robed swordsman who was close at hand with a 'hoo'. With a click, five fingers that were harder than steel and sharper than a sword penetrated deeply into the latter's head.

Yinfeng Bone Claw!

After following the ghost mother for many days, Mu Feng secretly learned her unique skill.Although he only learned a little bit of superficiality, he grabbed the spiritual power and blood in Drum Dang's body and was unstoppable.

"what"

The tall and majestic swordsman in white robe let out a scream, and the long sword in his hand dropped, his whole body twitched.Before dying, he stared at the fierce Mu Feng with wide eyes in disbelief.Unexpectedly, after all his life, he would die at the hands of such an unknown scholar!The wide bamboo hat on the top of the head was blown by the cold wind, and rolled to the ground with a 'hoo'.

what?

The young master with extraordinary strength was defeated by one move?

The white-robed swordsmen who rushed from all directions almost stopped in unison in an instant, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief!

The rain is still falling, and it is even getting heavier.Every swordsman just stood motionless in the rain, letting the cold rain fall on his body, and in an instant, all of them were too shocked to react.The next moment, they rushed forward at the same time, speeding up.

"The disciples of Yujiantang listen to the order, save the young master, and kill at all costs!"

"One word piercing cloud formation, change formation, hurry up!"

In the darkness, a cold voice suddenly sounded, and the white-robed disciples quickly changed their formation, forming eight columns and rushing forward desperately.

Little Lord?

Looking at the young man with his pupils starting to diverge and his last breath remaining, Mu Feng smiled coldly.With a loud shout, in an instant, the latter's tall and stalwart body shrank rapidly, and there was no trace of blood and yang energy left in his body, turning into a blood drop and falling on his hand.

Refining blood to win the sun!

Whatever you young master!

Even if you are rich, even if you are powerful, kill me!

Mu Feng suddenly raised his head and let out a roar, his blood was surging, facing the coercion of hundreds of swordsmen, he showed no fear on his face, showing the demeanor of a blood-refining witch to his heart's content.

A thought that would kill all directions and spread thousands of miles away is ready to move!

In the nostrils, there was the smell of blood from the bodies of the white-robed swordsmen, and a feeling of tyranny rushed to my heart.He didn't feel uneasy about the blood and killing in front of him, on the contrary, he was full of endless desire.

I enter the Dao with killing, I carry the Dao with blood, who dares to stop?

Mu Feng's eyes were sharp, and he stood on the carriage condescendingly and looked down at the swordsmen rushing from all directions!

Only then did the young man's dry body crash to the ground.He was domineering just now, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a mummy that seemed to have been dead for thousands of years. The five faint holes on the top looked particularly pervasive.

"No"

"Kill, kill this big devil, cut off his head!"

Seeing the young man's body lying on the ground, many white-robed swordsmen were both shocked and angry. Unexpectedly, Mu Feng was so vicious.One move, just one face-to-face took away the young master's life.Thinking about the consequences, everyone shuddered and rushed over desperately.In the pitch-black rainy night, sharp sword glows quickly appeared, roaring from all directions.

"kill!"

Mu Feng swallowed the blood bead in his hand in one gulp, and the energy and blood in his body became stronger in an instant, and the blood vines outside his body screamed out.Facing the coercion of many white-robed swordsmen, not only did he not defend, but instead launched a fierce attack on his own initiative.Thousands of ferocious blood vines stabbed the bodies of many white-robed swordsmen like bayonets.

cha, cha, cha

An ear-piercing voice recalled that the ferocious blood-red blood vines were almost instantly cut off by the white-robed swordsmen with their swords.With a slight pause in his footsteps, Mu Feng's seemingly massive attack was quickly resolved.The time is short, but for Mu Feng, it is enough.

A total of sixteen blood-red blood spears suddenly streaked across the night sky, and there was a shrill scream from around the carriage.Every blood spear nailed a white-robed swordsman to the ground, fatal with one blow.There were even two or three corpses of white-robed swordsmen strung on some long bloody spears.

The dense and ferocious blood vines are just a cover, Mu Feng's real killing move is a heavy and sharp blood spear.If you don't make a move, it's enough. Once you make a move, it is a fatal attack!

The white-robed swordsmen split into eight teams and rushed from all directions, and the arrows of each team were killed by Mu Feng in one fell swoop.It's like cutting wheat with a sharp knife, and it's a big piece!

Great!

Is this really just a scholar?

The white-robed swordsmen were all shocked. They thought that this mission would be easy to grasp.No one expected that Mu Feng, a seemingly polite and frail scholar, would be so powerful!

"A scholar is so outstanding, Jianning Mu Mansion really lives up to its reputation!"

An icy voice came from the darkness, accompanied by overwhelming cold air, making people's limbs icy.He couldn't see the figure, but in an instant, an unprecedented danger surged in Mu Feng's heart.Before he could sense it carefully, a flash of sword light came before him.Compared with the young man just now, his speed is faster and his strength is more terrifying.

A sharp sword pierced Mu Feng's chest coldly.

This time, the blood armor on his body was completely defeated with a flash of red light, and the sharp long sword stabbed in fiercely.A flash of lightning flashed by, and Mu Feng saw clearly that a middle-aged man came in front of him.A person is like a sword, his whole body is icy, and his eyes do not show any emotion.Standing still, with hands above knees, at first glance, a pair of long hands are particularly impressive.The power in the body fluctuates, giving people the feeling of being unfathomable like the sea.

Master!

The master of the white-robed swordsmen who had been standing still and holding the formation in the dark finally made a move himself!

As the long sword in his hand was pulled out, blood gushed out from Mu Feng's wound, staining the entire galloping carriage red.Drops of blood, mixed with the night wind and rain, drifted in through the car window and landed on Jing Wushuang's face.