Great fusion of the heavens

Chapter 11 What's wrong with me? (seek collection, recommendation)
The two teenagers who walked out from behind Mutian approached Wenpeng with grimaces, and said, "Boy, who specially gave you the courage to make you come here to make trouble?"

Among the outer sects of the Spirit Sword Sect, Mumen is not that powerful.

However, for ordinary disciples like Wen Peng who came from a small family with no strength or influence, Mumen is also a colossal existence.

Wenpeng looked at the two young men who came, and said calmly, "Liang Jingru, can't you?"

The two were stunned.

What the hell?Never heard of it!
But seeing Wenpeng's playful expression, the two couldn't help being furious: "What the hell, how dare you play us?"

"on!"

One gave a deep drink, and then raised the long sword in his hand!

"Wind Killing Sword!"

As soon as the profound strength moved, wisps of fresh wind wrapped around the long sword, and between swings, there seemed to be some wind sounds, which added a bit of power to the sword!
"Fire kills the sword!"

The other person was also not to be outdone, with a flick of the long sword, waves of profound energy erupted on it, and a fiery breath rose from the long sword in his hand!

Mu Tian, ​​who was watching from the side, showed a disdainful expression towards Wen Peng, and didn't take it seriously at all.

"Wind Killing Sword and Fire Killing Sword are both second-rank martial arts, and both of them have been cultivated to the level of great accomplishment!"

"To deal with you is simply killing chickens with a bull's knife!"

The arrogant and arrogant Mutian seems to have seen the scene where Wen Peng fell to the ground and begged for mercy!
But the next scene directly refreshed his world view!

Those two teenagers, the blades in their hands controlled different powers, and Wen Peng killed them one after another!
But Wen Peng just glanced at it briefly.

Then, the long sword rises!

A thousand weight sword, a thousand weight sword!
As a ninth-grade profound weapon, it is almost the top weapon in the mysterious realm, and it cannot be compared with ordinary sword blades of the Spirit Sword Sect.

While waving the blade, Wen Peng controlled the Qianjun in his hand and stabbed at the two of them!
Stab two swords in a row.

Ping Ping!

Stab it!

First there were two light bangs, and then there was the sound of the long sword piercing into the flesh.

Of course it wasn't Wen Peng who was stabbed!

One person with one sword, let him be extremely powerful, let him fly dragons and snakes, but unfortunately they were all pierced by Wen Peng's sword!
A simple sword.

Then, a hole was opened in the dantian of both of them.

Feeling the gradually disappearing profound strength in their bodies, the two teenagers all showed shocked expressions, and looked at Wen Peng in disbelief!

Then, the severe pain just swept out!

"Ahhhh!"

Mu Tian looked at Wen Peng, his eyes were also filled with disbelief!

"Impossible! It's impossible!"

Two masters at the fifth level of profound practitioners, aren't Wen Peng's one-stroke enemies?
With two simple thrusts of the sword, two shepherd disciples at the fifth level of profound practitioners have been crippled.

Wen Peng sneered, shook the blood on Qianjun Sword, and said, "Nothing is impossible!"

"You are Mutian, right?"

"Useless trash!"

Mu Tian snorted coldly, and then he never looked at those two Mu family disciples again.

It's like these two people never existed.

With arms around each other, Mu Tian looked at Wen Peng and said, "So what? Wen Peng, you"

"It's good!"

When Wen Peng moved, the speed even Mu Tian didn't expect!

Almost to the extreme!
Wen Peng raised the Qianjun Sword in his hand again. He hadn't learned any sword skills, so he could only perform simple sword moves.

But for Wenpeng, this is enough to deal with Mutian!

Following Wen Peng's infusion of profound energy, Qianjun's sword trembled slightly.

A series of sharp breaths diffused from above Qianjun!

Mu Tian's pupils shrank, at such a close distance, feeling such a strong killing intent, even at the sixth level of profound practitioners, he felt a chill all over his body!
With a dodge, the whole person jumped to one side, and this was considered to be in an emergency, dodging Wen Peng's sword!
The hostility flickered in his eyes!

The Qiankun ring in his hand flashed, and in Mutian's hand, there was also a sword shining with cold light!
This is not the standard equipment of the Spirit Sword Sect, but something from his Mu family!

Second grade profound weapon!

"Wen Peng, in front of me, it's not your turn to be mad at this place!"

With a heavy drink, the sword in Mutian's hand shimmered, and with a flick of the sword, he slashed at Wenpeng!
"I'm going crazy, what's wrong?"

The Qianjun Sword also stabbed out with one sword, and the two weapons exchanged, and there was a clear sound immediately!
"Damn it! Why is it so heavy?!"

As soon as they fought, Mutian felt a sense of heaviness from Wenpeng's sword, directly crushing his long sword, and even the tiger's mouth was in pain!

Taking a closer look, Mu Tian was almost crazy!

My own second-grade sword was cut with a deep gap by Wenpeng's Qianjun sword!

How could this guy's sword be so hard?
"Get lost!" Wen Peng slammed heavily, and the Qianjun sword in his hand suddenly shook, and the tyrannical force knocked Mu Tian back a few steps!

"Mysterious Realm, are you at the seventh level of profound practitioners?"

Mu Tian would never believe it, one month!

Wenpeng actually rushed to the seventh level of Xuan Zhe from the mid-stage of Qi creation!
Even if he is a genius, what kind of genius must he be to be so perverted?
Pong!
A sword shook Mutian away, Wen Peng used the speed of the seventh level of the profound practitioner to the extreme, and in an instant he came to Mutian's body, and stabbed out with a sword, hitting Mutian's shoulder!

"Ah!"

His shoulder was injured, and the sword in Mutian's hand naturally fell to the ground.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

When Wen Peng raised the Qianjun Sword, he unceremoniously stabbed three times in a row!
On Mutian's shoulders and knees respectively.

"Ahhh!"

The pain hit Mutian's nerves, and the sword was on his knees, so he couldn't even stand up, so he knelt down in front of Wen Peng with a plop.

Wen Peng looked down at Mu Tian who was in a state of embarrassment, and said, "Aren't you amazing? Are you giving me a boost?"

"Damn, touch my brother? Why don't you go to heaven?"

Swinging the long sword, a long and hideous sword wound instantly appeared on Mutian's chest.

"Send someone to mess with me secretly, why don't you go to heaven?"

Another sword!
"Ahhh—Wen Peng! You killed me! If you have the ability, you kill me!!"

Wen Peng said: "Do you think I dare not?"

Move the long sword in your hand!
It was at this time that a heavy shout sounded: "Stop!"

(End of this chapter)