Outer room.

The battle between the two continues, or... has just begun!

boom!

boom!

The loud noises kept coming, and one after another cooperated with each other, and the sword aura that implied some strange law continued to fall towards Mu Feng!

at the same time.

I don’t know when the above sky was covered with a layer of earth-yellow clouds.

The clouds are trembling.

The yellow mysterious energy continued to fall, turning into fists, palms, or various magic weapons, wrapped in powerful powers, and also fell on Gu Han's body!

Bang!

Bang!

Gu Han's body shook continuously, and he could not avoid it. He could not avoid it, so he used heavy swords and killing swords to resolve it. Although he still had the power to fight, his face would inevitably turn pale, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth. Obviously, the pressure he was under was much greater than Mu Feng.

"You are very strong!"

After fighting.

Mu Feng's voice came again, "If I fight with you in the same realm, I will definitely die!"

“…”

Gu Han didn't say anything.

Mu Feng gave him a very strong feeling, much stronger than Zhong Yu that day, and he was even almost catching up with the old monk!

The southern boundary.

I'm afraid that 99% of people would never have imagined that among the seven disciples of Lingya, the strongest one was not Zhong Yu, who had followed him for the longest, but Mu Feng, who was not revealed!

"You can't play like this!"

Qianye's tone was a little solemn, "If you hit like this, you will be dragged to death by him sooner or later!"

"Know!"

Responded.

Gu Han's thoughts immediately changed, and the 108 sword auras formed into a sword formation trembled slightly, and suddenly they merged together again, turning into an illusory long sword dozens of feet long, condensed to the extreme, and slashed towards Mu Feng with an unparalleled sharpness!

"A little trick!"

boom!

Mu Feng sneered, and another mysterious energy fell from the clouds, covering his hands, condensed into a pair of illusory earth-yellow fist gloves. He put his hands together to clamp the illusory long sword in the middle. The mysterious energy covered it up, and actually wrapped the long sword.

At this time.

As soon as Gu Han's sword energy was restrained, the tender bud of human thought trembled again.

The body swayed lightly.

An ordinary sword was already stabbing towards Mu Feng’s eyebrows!

Along the way, whether it was the fist palm or magic weapon transformed by the yellow mysterious energy, they were all cut in half by a sword!

Danger!

Seeing this sword.

Mu Feng's face finally changed!

Whether it is the killing sword, heavy sword, or even the sword formation in front, although he attaches importance to it, he thinks it is not difficult to deal with it, but this sword only gives him a feeling of extreme danger!

brush!

The long sword seemed to be slow and fast, and in the blink of an eye it had come close to him!

Bang!

He closed his hands suddenly, crushed the illusory long sword in an instant, waved his hands suddenly, and mysterious energy fell in an instant!

Clam!

Clam!

In a blink of an eye.

Nine yellow shields had condensed in front of him!

The long sword fell on the shield in an instant, and it was cut off silently. As the aura on Gu Han's body became more ordinary and unrecognizable, the speed of cutting the shield was faster. In a flash, the nine shields were all broken. Under the locking of the aura, the long sword was about to fall into Mu Feng's eyebrows!

At the critical moment.

Mu Feng's figure suddenly appeared in a heavy shadow!

brush!

In the flash of lightning.

The two of them intertwined in shape!

Bang!

With a loud bang, Gu Han's sword had no time to pause and directly slashed the restriction on the outer layer of the palace, instantly breaking it open, and the sword body was sank half a foot deep!

puff!

At this time.

Gu Han vomited blood, but was seriously injured in the collision between the two people's qi.

At the same time, Mu Feng's white clothes were also dyed with blood red. There was an unknown time when a deep bone-deep sword wound appeared on his cheek. Blood continued to drip, dyeing his robes red.

The scheming is as deep as him.

It also felt a little scared.

That sword was only half a distance away, and he could cut his head in half!

"Ahem..."

Gu Han coughed a few times, pulled out his sword with difficulty, and repeated the previous words again, "Mu Feng, do you really think you will be sure to eat me?"

The same sentence.

At this moment, Mu Feng attached great importance to it.

Gu Han has proved with practical actions that he has the ability to kill him, even if the chance is very small, he still has it!

“It’s strange.”

He spoke again, "Young people of your strength should not be unknown. What is your origin?"

"Scattered cultivator!"

“…”

Mu Feng frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied with the answer, "That sword just now is your trump card, right?"

"you guess?"

"If so, you will still have to die today."

"So confident?"

"You have a trump card, so do I."

He stared at Gu Han tightly. His previous contempt had long disappeared. He regarded the opponent as a match-winning opponent. "But my trump card has never even seen my master before. You are the first person to see... Of course, it doesn't matter. After seeing it, you will die!"

While talking.

A trace of pain flashed across his face, and a ghost appeared in his whole body as before!

In an instant.

A breath that was much stronger than before rose from him!

In a moment.

The ghost shadow had already walked out of Mu Feng's body, and the yellow light flashed and turned into another person!

Or Mu Feng!

now.

The two Mu Fengs appeared in front of Gu Han!

Expression.

clothes.

Even the sword wound on his face and the blood on his white clothes were exactly the same, as if it had been copied!

In addition to cultivation!
To be continued...