Chapter 89, Sword God Narrowly Wins?
Mu Mingkong let out a long roar, and his whole body's skill burst out, like a god, appearing above the sky.

His lightness kung fu has reached an extraordinary level, and with just a little cloud energy, he can stand in the sky.

Yan Jiufeng's pupils shrank.

Although he is also suspended in the air, he relies on the majestic sword intent to support his body.

If one wants to truly move with one's heart and follow the wind and the moon, one must reach the realm of Jiang Wangsheng's mind-wandering.
Mu Mingkong slapped out with a palm, squeezing the surrounding air, forming a beam of light, penetrating the sky and heading straight to Yan Jiufeng.

With a lift of Yan Jiufeng's palm, the saber intent absorbs the momentum around the world and collides with the beam of light.

The attack of the two exploded in mid-air, and the entire Mustard City was affected, like a hurricane landing, sweeping the entire city.

The people watching around looked pained, struggling in the strong wind and shock waves, and those with poor cultivation were even blown away by a gust of wind and hit the wall of the house.

"Help, help!" One person couldn't help screaming, and as soon as the words fell, he was like a feather, and went straight to the sky.

Yan Jiufeng pressed down with the palm of his hand, and the scattered sword intent condensed again, turning into flying knives more than a foot long, like torrential rain, attacking Mu Mingkong densely.

In front of Mu Mingkong's body is a layer of stellar energy protection, which shields the transformed flying knives.

Messy and staggered throwing knives shot at the watching crowd.

"Be careful!" Wu Qiling yelled, pulled out the long sword, and put it in front of him to defend.

Mu Yunshan raised his simple knife, ready to resist.

"Bang..." Jiang Wangsheng moved his fingers, filled with true energy, and turned into a barrier, wrapping himself and everyone behind him.

Some warriors with weaker cultivation levels secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Jiang Wangsheng who was at the front.

"Yu Xiao, could he be Yu Xiao Sword Immortal?" one person exclaimed.

Jiang Wangsheng frowned, turned to look at the man, and asked, "What Yuxiao Sword Immortal?"

"Wu, Senior Martial Sage once said that he once fought side by side with Yuxiao Sword Immortal in Yumen Ancient Pass and Eternal Sky. Therefore, therefore, I mistook you for you." The man said timidly.

Jiang Wangsheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly, and continued to watch the battle.

Yan Jiufeng roared, the sound was like thunder, and the waves of the entire East China Sea rolled up, dense clouds were covered, lead clouds were heavy, mountains and rivers shook, and the sky and the earth turned pale.

"It can actually trigger changes in the sky! Master's skill has really improved a lot." Mu Yunshan said excitedly.

Mu Mingkong frowned, showing a serious look.

The billowing dark clouds were mixed with dazzling lightning and thunder.

"This, this terrifying aura, could it be Kui Niu?"

"Ancient mythical beast? No way, it's just a myth and legend."

After the dark cloud, what appeared was not the Kui Niu, but a knife capable of destroying the world and overwhelming the mountains and rivers.

Yan Jiufeng's human sword became one, turning into a phantom, attached to the blade.

When the knife fell, it was like a god beheading an immortal.

A guillotine took shape beside Mu Mingkong's body, surrounded by true energy, imprisoning his body.

"Interesting." Mu Mingkong looked left and right, took a deep breath, and then roared, gushing out his true energy.

Mu Mingkong stretched his limbs, and with his horizontal training and brute strength, he propped the guillotine open, and then broke it.

Mu Mingkong flew away, punched out with the power of the King Kong dragon elephant, and headed towards Yan Jiufeng's head.

"Isn't this the method of Beichan Temple?" Jiang Wangsheng murmured.

Mu Yunshan glanced at him and explained: "A martial monk of the ninth rank in the Tianbang Temple in Beichan Temple once came to challenge Wu Sheng. After the defeat, he voluntarily stayed in Jiezi City. Senior Wu Sheng taught him the exercises."

"Teaching exercises to each other? This should violate the precepts of Beichan Temple." Just after finishing speaking, Jiang Wangsheng felt relieved, "That's right, who dares to trouble the Martial Sage."

Mu Yunshan said with emotion: "King Kong subdues demons, dragon and elephant Prajna, this level of Dharma realm, in the whole world, only the Wine and Meat Buddha and an unborn ancestor of Beichan Temple can reach it."

"Senior Martial Saint, you really are a genius of heaven."

Jiang Wangsheng secretly said: "I saw him make a move before, but he has never cultivated to such a level. It's been a long time since I saw him, and he entered the realm so far. No wonder he proposed to confront me."

Yan Jiufeng didn't change his face, he grabbed it from the air, holding a jet black knife.

The blade is a little different from the plain knife, longer and thinner, and exudes a strange atmosphere.

After Mu Mingkong punched, he was puzzled: "What kind of knife is this? It feels so eerie."

Yan Jiufeng raised his hand and slowly swung the saber down.

At the same time, the whole world seemed to be cut by him.

Mustard Seed City rumbled, and the people panicked and escaped from Mustard Seed City.Only warriors were left, watching the duel between the two great masters intently.

The power of the dragon elephant was broken, and Mu Mingkong flew away, turning himself into a Buddha, and the King Kong subdued the demon.

The huge palm prints suppressed Yan Jiufeng.

Yan Jiufeng was sweating like rain, and gritted his teeth. Suddenly, three sharp breaths struck, cutting off the phantom of Buddha behind Mu Mingkong.

In an instant, Yan Jiufeng jumped out and attacked Mu Mingkong.

Mu Mingkong shouted loudly, like a great god Pan Gu, opening up a world.

The golden light flickered, and Mu Mingkong bent his palms into claws and pointed at Yan Jiufeng.

Yan Jiufeng's body froze, like a mud cow falling into the sea, his speed slowed down by more than ten times.

The huge knife fell from the sky, like a thick thunderbolt, symbolizing the anger and majesty of the knife god.

Mu Mingkong raised his head, and suddenly, before the knife touched him, it exploded.

"It's not good." Mu Mingkong was vigilant, and dozens of shadows flashed in front of his eyes, passing by his side, as if flying through the snow, leaving scars on his body.

Mu Mingkong punched forward, breaking through all spells with one force.

"Boom..." Yan Jiufeng flew upside down and retreated more than a few dozen feet.

With a dodge, Mu Mingkong chased after him.

"Quick, go out and see!"

"They are fighting at sea!"

A group of people swarmed out and stood on the shore watching.

Just as Mu Yunshan was about to leave, Jiang Wangsheng blocked his way with a jade flute.

"Master Jiang, what do you mean?" Mu Yunshan was a little dissatisfied.

Jiang Wangsheng said, "Did you forget that Beili and Xichu are enemy countries?"

Mu Yunshan's pupils shrank, "Are you trying to attack me while my master is not around? Are you worthy of being an innate master? What face do you have to gain a foothold in the martial arts world?"

Jiang Wangsheng shook his head, "That's not what I meant."

"Oh." Mu Yunshan's face softened, "What does Mr. Jiang mean?"

Jiang Wangsheng said: "Beili and Xichu have been fighting each other for too long, let's make a deal."

"But it doesn't matter, but I, Mu, don't have the absolute right to agree. The specific matters need to be discussed with other people."

Jiang Wangsheng said: "You mean, the Taoist master of human desire and a woman with a gun, a young monk from Beichan Temple?"

Mu Yunshan's pupils dilated, "How do you know?"

"The reason why you specially arranged for them outside Mustard City is because the sword god told you a long time ago that the battlefield should be moved to the sea." Jiang Wangsheng's tone was flat.

But Mu Yunshan's heart was full of turbulent waves.

Jiang Wangsheng said: "Yan Jiufeng should know a kind of sword technique that can attract waves, so as to use the momentum to overwhelm the martial sage."

"Those three people can watch, and they can also take the opportunity to observe the onlookers. If they are important princes and nobles, they can be tied back to Beili, or killed."

Jiang Wangsheng said solemnly: "I'll let you guys go back, but Beili can't use troops against Xichu again."

"No."

"Then you guys, even with Yan Jiufeng, can't go back." Jiang Wangsheng said seriously.

"You!" Mu Yunshan turned pale with shock, but he believed that the young man in front of him could really do it.

on the coast

"Senior Saber God's chopping the waves is really powerful, even Senior Martial Saint struggled so much to parry." Tong Zhiwan, the granddaughter of Spear Fairy, said with emotion.

Master Human Desire looked at the sea solemnly, "Our mission is almost done, as long as the sword god can defeat the martial saint, my national fortune in Beili will reach unprecedented prosperity."

"Amitabha" the monk recited a Buddha's name, "Since then, the victory is not martial."

"This is a soldier who never tires of deceit. Why not fight at sea?" Human Desire Daoist snorted coldly.

A bystander shouted: "Oh my god, senior Wu Sheng has actually fallen behind."

"Could it be that this time, Senior Sword God will exceed everyone's expectations and defeat Senior Martial Saint?"

"In the whole world, is it possible that only the senior Changjiang who can see the head of the dragon and see the end of the dragon can defeat the sword god?"

There was a lot of discussion.

(End of this chapter)

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