City Summoner

"The stars are broken!"

Mu Feng's starlight fist and Yang Feifan's broken arm suddenly collided with the blood blade!

"Boom!"

A dull low sound, centered on the point where they collided, a billowing air wave spread out, rolling up countless dust and gravel.

"Uh!"

In this fierce confrontation, Mu Feng's mouth overflowed with blood, and his body was thrown flying high.

"Mu Feng!"

Seeing that Mu Feng was knocked into the air, Tu Shan Yaya and the others all exclaimed, and flew to the position where Mu Feng fell to the ground, looking concerned and worried.

"Don't worry, I can't die yet." Mu Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although he felt severe pain all over his body, he still smiled comfortably.

"Shut up! You are not allowed to talk about those who are dead!" Tsunade gave Mu Feng a domineering look, and then he wiped the blood from the corners of Mu Feng's mouth in distress.

"Yeah, Mu Feng, you are not allowed to die." Tu Shan Yaya also said domineeringly and unreasonably.

The corners of Mu Feng's mouth twitched, both moved and amused in his heart.

Don't allow yourself to die, you don't want to die, and besides, you're just talking about it, why are you so serious.

"Mu Feng, then Yang Feifan must have used some kind of powerful kung fu, what should we do next in this battle?!" Qianshou Zhujian asked in a deep voice.

Mu Feng's heart also sank. He didn't expect that Yang Feifan was still a little strong, and his vitality was so tenacious that he didn't die just now.

Squinting at Yang Feifan, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Don't worry, there is no way to bring back the dead in the world, although I don't know what kind of weird exercises Yang Feifan uses, but if you look carefully You will find that his vitality is disappearing little by little, and as long as we delay for a while, he will surely die."

Qianshou Zhujian and the others looked at them and saw that as Mu Feng said, the vitality in Yang Feifan's body was disappearing little by little.

Seeing this scene, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Feifei noticed the change in their expressions, and suddenly sneered, with an undisguised teasing tone in his voice: "Are you trying to delay time, indeed, I won't live long, but just before I die I will also take you as a funeral!"

After Yang Feifan finished speaking in a cold tone, he suddenly punched his chest with his only left hand, and suddenly spewed out a large mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Mu Feng and the others froze in their hearts, knowing that Yang Feifan was going to put all his life on the line.

"Get out of the way, I'll deal with him." Mu Feng anxiously pushed Tu Shan Yaya and the others away. He knew that if he couldn't stop them, they would just be more people to die.

Tushan Yaya, Qianshou Zhuma and others refused to leave.

"Mu Feng, who do you think of us, it's a big deal that we all die together."

Mu Feng was both moved and amused, with a serious expression on his face, he said solemnly: "Don't worry, I have a way to block his ultimate move, my hole card is useless."

Hole card! ?

Tu Shan Yaya and the others were stunned for a moment, they had been following Mu Feng, how could they not know what other cards Mu Feng had.

Could it be that it was Mu Feng's latest insight? !

Thinking of this, they also knew that if they continued to stay, it would only break Mu Feng's heart, and they stepped aside, but they were always ready, and if Mu Feng was in danger, he would rush to help.

"Boom."

At this time, Yang Feifan slammed his chest again, blood was oozing out from his ears and nostrils, and his own face became extremely blue, obviously there was no blood to bleed.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie! Mu Feng! I'm about to die, go to hell with me!"

Yang Feifei laughed frantically, and suddenly burned out all the breath of life and roared: "Take my blood as the lead, take my body as the body, the ultimate blood blade slash!!!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Feifei's entire body exuded thick black gas, and the blood he sprayed out before mixed with all the black gas to form a strange black and red color.

Black energy and fresh blood lingered, forming a giant blood blade on his body, which was many times stronger than the blood blade formed by his right arm before!

"Blood Blade Slash! Slash!"

Yang Feifan let out a low roar, the whole person transformed into the ultimate blood blade, and charged towards Mu Feng.

Suddenly, the wind whistled, and the devilish energy was overwhelming!

As if the end of the world is coming, the sky is covered!

Everyone gasped. They didn't even know there was such a strange technique. They thought their body was the blade.

The Dragon Palace disciples who were watching the battle did not dare to blink, for fear of missing the real final blow.

If Mu Feng blocked this blow, he would win. If he couldn't block it, he would really die with Yang Feifan.

However, this blow was Yang Feifan's crazy blow of sacrificing himself. Looking at the scene like the end of the world, can Mu Feng really stop it? !

"Mu Feng! You must do your best!" Yan Jun and the others recited in their hearts, and their hearts raised in their throats. , , .

Chapter 602 Star Sword

"Mu Feng! Die! Die! Die!" Yang Chao and Liu Tianyang shouted loudly in their hearts, their eyes full of resentment.

"Do you want to die with me? I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Mu Feng squinted at the whistling final blood blade slash, watching the monstrous demonic energy rolling in, his eyes were calm, and the corners of his mouth suddenly outlined level of sarcasm.

Yang Feifan has his own trump card, how could he Mu Feng not have his own trump card! ?

"The fourth floor of the star field! The star sword!"

Mu Feng's eyes suddenly burst into dazzling starlight, the starlight is dazzling, and his palms folded, with this low drink, slowly pulled away.