Chaotic Master

Murongyu's eyes are full of cold murders. What he hates most in his life is the kind of person who kills people when he doesn't agree with each other. Whenever he meets such a person, he has an impulse to kill him.

Feng Jun happens to be such a person.

The sword light is sharp, just like tearing the void. Facing Murong Yu's face, he quickly strangles him. If you were a general monk in the foundation period, you would be crushed by Feng Jun under such a close attack.

However, Murong Yu is in the middle stage of foundation building, which is smaller than Feng Jun.

In the realm of Xiuzhen, there is a huge gap in strength when you reach a small level. In front of the friars in the middle period of building foundation, the friars in the early period of building foundation are vulnerable.

Murongyu's face was gloomy and he couldn't avoid the flying sword. Seeing that the flying sword was about to crush his head, he moved.

The right hand condenses the true force of silk black. But if someone looks at it carefully, it can be seen that there are faint electric sparks flowing in the black true force.

"Break it for me!"

Murong Yu roared, hit directly with one punch, and hit hard on the flying sword.

Boom!

After the big bang, the flying sword shot by Feng Jun was immediately hit by Murong Yu and flew out. On the other hand, murongyu stands on the spear.

"How could it be?"

At this moment, Feng Jun's face was shocked. Murongyu just relied on his physical strength to smash his medium level sword.

How powerful is he? How terrible is his physical strength? It should be noted that it's a medium level magic sword. It's not an ordinary weapon made of iron.

"Go Feng Jun gave a big drink, pinched a sword formula and directed the flying sword to hang again.

Murongyu's eyes twinkled. Just now, he was shocked by the great power. The other is that there is no discomfort.

The body of top quality magic weapon!

Murong Yu sneered in his heart, and now he knew the strength of his body. Seeing the flying sword tearing again, he gave a grim smile, and his heart moved. The power in his body broke out madly, and then he punched out again.

Boom!

Click!

Murong Yu didn't even use the power of the dragon. He just punched the sword with one punch. At this time, Feng Jun was even more shocked to see that his grandfather gave him a medium level magic sword, which broke into two parts with a "click".

"Poof!"

Feng Jun's mind and spirit were connected with the flying sword. After the flying sword broke, Feng Jun's mind and spirit were hit hard immediately. He spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell down from the flying sword.

At this time, the surrounding disciples reacted. With a cry of surprise, several sword lights flashed, and someone had caught Feng Jun. And the other people are firmly in the Feng Jun protection inside, murderous looking at Murong Yu.

"Kill him, kill him!" Feng Jun fell on the ground with a pale face. It was obvious that he was not a light pioneer. However, he is a face of venom looking at murongyu, gnashing his teeth, a pair of will murongyu raw look.

"Boy, you really want to die. Do you know the identity of master Feng Jun? He is the grandson of elder Feng! You broke his magic weapon! You're really looking for death. You'd better make your own decisions, or you'll be killed. " A disciple in the later period of building foundation came out and looked at murongyu coldly.

In addition, several other disciples also came out and looked at murongyu fiercely.

They all surround Feng Jun and flatter him constantly. Why? That's to flatter him. And obviously, now is a good opportunity. As long as they kill murongyu and avenge Feng Jun, they will get closer to Feng Jun and get better at xutianzong.

"A bunch of idiots." Murong Yu looks apathetic glanced at the people, the heart is very disdainful. These people don't pose any threat to him at all.

However, Murong Yu's eyes were on one of them. This man's cultivation is very powerful. Although he is far inferior to Gong lianghao and others, Murong Yu can't see through each other's cultivation.

"Boy, be careful. This man is a monk in the fusion period. You are not his opponent. " This is the sound of Hetu in murongyu's ear.

"Fusion period? "The power of thirty pan Hu?" Hearing the speech, murongyu showed a smile on his face. Although the power of his dragon is still less than thirty pan he, but it is not far away.Although this person's cultivation is stronger than himself, he can't kill himself.

"To die!"

Seeing murongyu's disdainful expression, these friars in the foundation period suddenly burst into a rage. One of them roared, directly driving the flying sword to tear.

At the same time, the flying swords of the other friars in the foundation period were also torn.

For a moment, the void was filled with the whistling sound of flying swords and all kinds of colorful sword lights, tearing the sky and strangling Xiang Murong Yu.

Murongyu's face was cold, and he gave a grim smile. His hands Condensed Black zhenyuanli, and he blew out directly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After several loud sounds, the flying swords that strangled murongyu were directly smashed into pieces of scrap iron, broke and flew out in the void.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

When each flying sword was broken, one of the disciples gushed blood and fell on the ground, looking at Murong Yu in the void.

"Who is this man? How can the flesh be so terrible? " There are many disciples coming and going around, and the fight between murongyu and them attracted many people to watch.

At this moment, one by one, Murong Yu was shocked to see that he broke the flying swords of these disciples with his fists.

Although the flying swords of these disciples are not very good, they are just inferior weapons. But it's also a magic weapon. Murongyu's body is too powerful.

"Well, isn't that the new disciple? The one who confronted Wei Han half a month ago. But now it's breaking through to the foundation period? "

In the crowd, it was obvious that someone recognized murongyu's identity.

"Murong Yu? What identity? " Immediately someone asked curiously. Immediately, those who knew murongyu said what they knew.

"Tut Tut, this guy is too strong. However, his physical body is really powerful. Even if it's flying, it's different. Flying with a gun, hehe... "

For a moment, everyone discussed murongyu. And murongyu also because today, his reputation began to appear formally in front of xutianzong disciples.

All of a sudden, Murong Yu smashed the flying swords of the monks in the foundation period. This is just because murongyu doesn't want to take their lives, otherwise these people will be vulnerable and will be killed directly by murongyu.

However, even so, the monks of the foundation period who had just started to do so suffered a heavy blow. One by one, they looked at murongyu with panic and bitterness.

"It's interesting that there is such a strong body in the middle stage of building foundation. I'll see what you've got. " At this time, the only Xuanzhao monk came out, looked at murongyu coldly, and his voice was even colder.

"Rotation period?" Murong Yu sneered and looked disdainful. If the friars of the fusion period make a move, Murong Yu may have some scruples.