Dark King, come pick me up!

Chapter 101 A member of the Mu family, Lingzun

The cold light flashed across, and there was a long sword in Mu Si's hand. The coldness spread from the long sword, with a strong bloody smell, which made people shudder.

Mo Qianyan, who was holding the slender waist of the woman in his arms, narrowed his eyes, as deep as a secluded pool, surging out with a powerful and astonishing aura without any residue, covering their surroundings, as swift as a flood, powerful and merciless!
Mo Fengye frowned slightly, naturally not because of the astonishing aura exuding from Mo Qianyan's body, but because of the strange smell of blood when Mo Si took out the long sword.

This weird atmosphere is even worse than what I felt during the day!

Just as Mo Fengye was thinking about this strange aura, the strange arc of Mu Si's mouth became more and more serious, and with a merciless turn of his palm, the long sword slashed across his arm, causing a splash of blood!

A strange scene appeared, the splattered blood, as if attracted by something, quickly rushed towards the long sword.

In an instant, that little bit of blood sank into the long sword, and the blade that was gleaming with gloomy cold light suddenly turned blood red, glistening with blood, and a dark and bloodthirsty aura continuously emanated from the blade.

The bottom of my heart sank, Mo Fengye narrowed her beautiful eyes, the source of that strange aura was clearly the long sword, and
Or a long sword that seems to absorb blood.
The cold light in Mo Qianyan's eyes condensed slightly. As the momentum spread, the ink hair flew freely, and the dark black patterned robe seemed to blend with the darkness around him. dull.

"Are you from the Mu family?"

Mo Fengye turned her head slightly, staring at Mo Qianyan's stern face, with incomprehensible emotions flickering in her eyes, she seemed to have heard the word Mu's family.
"It seems that you know the Mu family, well, let you know who you have provoked before you die!"

Mu Si sneered, and swung the long sword in his hand violently, bringing up a hazy blood mist, and all the spiritual power burst out from him, turning into a gust of wind.

Whoa!

The gust of wind passed by, rolling up a cloud of blood, and Mu Si's figure disappeared in place, leaving only an afterimage.

Mo Qianyan's eyes became more and more deep. With a big hand, he wrapped Mo Fengye's slender waist and blocked it behind his back, then withdrew his hand.

Snowflakes appeared, cold light flashed across, Mo Qianyan had a long sword in his hand, and the fluttering snow fluttered lightly in mid-air, like ten thousand zhang snowflakes, cold and beautiful.

However, in the beauty, there is a deadly murderous intent everywhere!
Oh!

Two strong and powerful spiritual forces collided, and bursts of air waves spread out in an instant, as if earth-shaking. The terrifying air waves rolled up the sand and dust in the courtyard, and the dust flew for a while.

What's more, with the attack of the air waves, Mo Fengye squinted her beautiful eyes, and retreated violently. The air waves hit the rockery beside her hard, causing the rockery to be smashed into pieces. The gravel flew wildly around.

"Boy, you can die for me!"

Mu Si laughed arrogantly, clenched his fists violently, and the wound on his arm was torn open. The blood was continuously attracted by the long sword and flew away, and then sank into the blade, making the blade even more blood-red and flickering. With a scalp-numbing bloody light.

Immediately, the spiritual power surging around Mu Si was also covered with hazy blood mist, and the aura that came out was even more terrifying and bloody than before, overshadowing Mo Qianyan's aura.

The cold light in Mo Fengye's eyes burst out, the strength of this Musi has skyrocketed, far beyond the fifth-level Lingjun level!

That is to say, it is the level of a first-level spiritual master!

However, Mo Fengye quickly refuted this guess. Even if the strength soars, it is absolutely impossible to raise a level. There is an insurmountable deep gap between the level of Lingjun and Lingzun. breakthrough.

Moreover, after reaching the level of Lingzun, cultivation will become extremely difficult the further you go. It can be said that it is normal that it is difficult to increase a level for several years. Even after the skyrocketing strength, it will return to the original level of strength. Because of the side effects, the strength actually decreased!

However, it is undeniable that it is only a level increase, but this mere level difference is enough to be the difference between the glory in the sky and the fireflies on the ground!
Therefore, Musi's ability to skyrocket his strength is better than reaching the level of a first-level spiritual master, or it should be a quasi-spiritual master!

That is to say, it is not considered the level of the spirit master, but it has the strength of the spirit master level, which is equivalent to stepping into the existence of the spirit master in half a step!

However, just relying on this quasi-spiritual level, it is enough to instantly kill a fifth-level Lingjun powerhouse, and it is impossible to survive within three moves!

Mo Fengye's heart sank, she never thought that Mo Si would have such a trick, and using blood to increase her strength, this is a crooked way, she has never heard of such a way to increase her strength.

Watching Mou Si laugh wildly, his eyes became extremely blood-red and strange, which made people shudder.

However, Mo Qianyan's breath was not shocked by it at all, but the bottom of his eyes was filled with strange light, and the expression on his handsome face became extremely indifferent.

The sleeves of the robe waved, flakes of snowflakes fluttered, and the long sword in his hand flashed coldly, rolling up snowflakes all over the sky, sinking and floating in mid-air.

Mu Si sneered, and with a wave of the long sword, blood-red sword energy shot out all over the sky in an instant, sweeping across the terrifying and bloody aura, and swiping towards Mo Qianyan in patches.

Mo Qianyan didn't even frown his sword eyebrows, his eyes became deeper and deeper, his figure flashed, and the snowflakes all over the sky met the blood red sword energy fiercely in an instant.

When Snowflake met the blood-red sword energy, it was dyed red in an instant, and fell lightly into the world, possessing a kind of soul-stirring beauty.

Beautiful, but also vicious!
With a stern face, the tall black figure shuttled through the blood-red sword aura, ignoring the pain caused by the sword aura passing by, and the spiritual power surged all over the sky, carrying pieces of blood-red snowflakes, and met Mu Si in an instant.

Stab it!

In an instant, the two long swords clashed, and the sharp and ear-piercing friction sounded incessantly, and they fought frantically. In an instant, the already terrifying waves of air struck again.

Mo Fengye stared at the tall and straight figure who was intertwined with Mu Si, his eyes flashed with incomprehensible emotions.

(End of this chapter)