Shamanism kills the god

call……

Mu Feng was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the old monk Wuyin with an afterimage, and the sharp Qiuhong sword in his hand was buzzing. %&*";

This sword was as imposing as a rainbow, without any flinching or hesitation.

On the stage of life and death, life and death do not matter.Either fight hard and kill the challenger, or be killed, there is no other choice!

thump...

Facing Mu Feng's fierce attack and the extremely sharp holy sword, the old monk Wuyin remained calm, and he didn't get up to block or dodge, but at the moment when the Qiuhong sword in Mu Feng's hand was about to stab his body, he tapped lightly. He tapped the wooden fish in his hand.Suddenly, a blue light burst out of the body, and there were bursts of low-pitched Sanskrit sounds in the void.

Soul attack?

Mu Feng looked startled, and then he gritted his teeth and continued to charge forward, attacking without stopping, not asking for a sword to cut down the old monk Wuyin, but only wanting to destroy the blue shield outside the opponent's body in one fell swoop.

As expected, at the next moment, an invisible soul shock swept over, suddenly hitting the soul in his mind.Fortunately, he was prepared in advance. Although his soul was shaken for a moment, he was not caught off guard by the holy sword in Zhanfeng's hand like last time, and his soul did not suffer much damage.

"The sky and the earth are collapsing, all life is wiped out, kill!"

Mu Feng sternly shouted, facing the terrifying soul attack, not only did he not back down, but accelerated again.As soon as the sword move changed, it changed from elegant and fierce to a slashing killing, implying an irresistible aura of fate, as if everything in the world, nothing can survive under his sword!

The Seven Swords of Nirvana!

At the critical moment, Mu Feng suddenly displayed the sword slave's unique skill.

Although I haven't seen it, let alone learned the Great Nirvana Sword Manual, I have been in touch with Sword Slave for a while, and after carefully observing his sword skills, I have gained a lot of experience. points true biography. i^

"Hey, it's so murderous, what kind of sword technique is this?"

"This is the aura of the Great Nirvana of Heaven and Earth. Could it be the sword technique of Great Nirvana passed down by the legendary Gongsun Nirvana?"

……

People screamed in shock, Mu Feng suddenly changed his moves, and the moment the sword was thrust out, they were keenly aware of the changes on the stage of life and death.Especially the head of the Immortal Sword Sect Yujiantang Tang Bingsheng, who chased and killed the Nine-Fingered Black Demon and couldn't get the Great Nirvana Sword Manual, even changed his expression and revealed his eyes.His eyes flickered, as if thinking of something.

"what……"

The old monk Wuyin, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, also let out a scream, and knocked on the wooden fish in his hand again with a bang.

In an instant, the blue light of the protective shield outside the body flowed, as if it was alive with spirituality all of a sudden.Seeing the wind, it rose, and turned into a group of blue flames with a whoosh. The temperature was frighteningly high, emitting a compelling heat wave.In a short moment, Mu Feng's Qiuhong sword, which was close at hand, buzzed, and the front half turned red all of a sudden.A terrifying heat wave spread along the blade to Mu Feng's wrist at an incredible speed!

"kill!"

Mu Feng was so murderous, he gritted his teeth and continued to stab the old monk Wuyin between the eyebrows with his sword, risking being instantly burned to ashes.

The speed, the fierceness and determination of the attack are all shocking, even the old monk Wuyin was moved by it.It's a pity that although the attack was fierce, after a crisp ding, the sharp Qiuhong sword was firmly blocked by the shield outside the old monk's body.There is only half a step away from the latter's brow, and there is no way to advance an inch!

A sword attack failed, but at the same time, a terrifying heat wave penetrated into the body along the hilt of the sword.In an instant, Mu Feng felt a tingling pain in his entire right arm, as if it was burning in a raging fire and was about to melt completely.Shocked, he had no choice but to pull back and retreat quickly. Looking down, the Qiuhong sword in his hand was so red that it seemed to be turning into a puddle of molten iron; blister.

Great!

What kind of magic weapon is this?

Looking at the blue oil lamp placed in front of the old monk Wuyin, Mu Feng's face was pale, and he deeply felt the power of this Buddhist treasure.

The seven-star soul-sealing lamp in the hands of the big devil, the blind master Bi Luotian, is hard to guard against the soul attack.However, the cyan oil lamp in front of him seemed to be even more powerful, with many changes and infinite power!

"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha..."

After forcing Mu Feng, who was fiercely attacking, the old monk Wuyin lowered his eyebrows and muttered the Buddha's name incessantly.Although he is old and frail, under the cover of the blue shield, he gives people a sense of supreme majesty and coercion.As if an ancient Buddha came in person, it was simply invincible!

How to do?

Looking at the terrifying shield on the old monk's body, and then looking back at the hourglass next to Kong Ming Envoy Jian Yi, Mu Feng's face became tense.

Time passed very quickly unknowingly, and the deadline for a stick of incense was getting closer and closer.If you don't think of a way to break the shield on the old monk's body, you will lose this battle!

Judging from the words and deeds of the old monk Wuyuan, if he loses, he may not necessarily die on the stage of life and death.However, the map of the Piaomiao Temple hidden in his bosom is definitely not safe. Even if he is lucky enough to survive, he may have to spend the rest of his life in the Kongming Valley, becoming an emissary of Kongming like a sword edge!

"No, never..."

Mu Feng's eyes were red, thinking about his sick mother Situ Qing, and Jing Wushuang who was still waiting for him to be brought out from the Poison Sect, Huo Ran raised his head and roared, not reconciled to staying in this isolated valley , Become a cold and empty messenger who is silent all day long.

Just as he was about to rush up again desperately, an old voice suddenly came from his mind, "Sink into the dantian, concentrate all your strength, and stab the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head from top to bottom!"

Sword slave!

Jian Nu, who was cultivating his health and rest in the painting world, suddenly sensed Mu Feng's unwillingness and predicament, and sent his voice to help.When he pinched a formula with his hand, a practice formula that looked familiar but was actually unfamiliar appeared in Mu Feng's mind.It's nothing else, it's the real practice of the Seven Swords of Nirvana, but it's not the Great Nirvana sword technique that people have guessed, but the Small Nirvana sword technique passed down from generation to generation by the sword slave master.

"The first sword of Nirvana, God Slash!"

Mu Feng shot suddenly, without any fear on his face.

With the secret guidance of the sword slave, the heir of Nirvana's way of swordsmanship, the attack became more fierce and imposing.When the sword stabbed out, everyone felt their hearts jump, as if a lot of vitality was being lost.Before he had time to think about it, he saw Mu Feng jumping up high suddenly, with his head on his feet, and stabbing fiercely at the top of Wuyin old monk's head with his sword from the air.

No matter how hard a shield is, there are always shortcomings, and no matter how strong a shield is, it is not invulnerable!

Because of the blue shield on the old monk's body, the only shield door is above his head.Ordinary people can't see it, but they can't hide the feeling of Jian Nu, a master of swordsmanship.

"what……"

Monk Wuyin, who was muttering to himself, suddenly let out an exclamation, and his face was a little more surprised and dignified.The wooden fish in his hand knocked hard, and the blue oil lamp in front of him roared, and the small blue flame automatically tilted to the side without wind.The door of the cyan shield moved behind him.

"Transformation, attack his back!"

In Mu Feng's mind, the old voice came again.

Immediately, Mu Feng, who was about to stab the old monk Wuyin's head with his sword, suddenly changed his body and turned back like a ghost; then, he stabbed the old monk's back with his sword.Changing direction, attacking, and moving in one go, the speed is faster than a big demon!

"The second sword of Nirvana, Duan Hun!"

Mu Feng shouted sharply, compared with the first sword, the momentum was even more astonishing.A sword stabbed out, and the people watching on the far hanging platform felt their souls shake, as if an invisible sharp sword slashed down fiercely at the souls in their minds!