Both are men, one is thin and has a poor appearance, while the other has wide shoulders and long arms, and a full face.

The thin man held two swords and was wearing a tight black suit. He was very similar to Mo Shuiyao in both breath and weapons, as if he had been out of the same school, while the burly man carried a broad sword on his back, and his spirit was overwhelming the abyss and sinking to the sea, still above the two of them.

The three of them looked at each other without saying anything nonsense, and they looked quite tacit. They saw the thin monk and Mo Shuiyao holding the knife in the backhand at the same time, and they both combined the two swords into one, forming a double-edged shape.

The two of them were neat and uniform. After injecting spiritual power at the same time, the double blades rotated quickly, and quickly opened the sword barrier that was as bright as a yin and yang fish as the center!

"Don't worry about me, please protect the students!"

"yes."

The three of them respectfully agreed, and then the barrier expanded rapidly, covering everyone in the room.

"Old Fei actually has three powerful people from the Spirit Realm as their guards!"

Although he was in a dangerous place, Shutong still opened her mouth wide and could not hide her shocked murmur in her heart.

"Isn't this normal? Aunt Mo, who is the nickname of Yanyu Gudie, was also the master of Hua Yumian's late biological mother Cheng Xiaodie."

Feng Ziyu curled his lips and introduced with some smugness.

"Awesome! What about the other two?"

"The shorter senior is named Wu Qinghe, nicknamed Qinghe Zuixing, and is a fellow disciple with Aunt Mo, while the tall and fierce senior is Mu Dongting, nicknamed Qianyi Jian. The three of them have been following Fei for countless years."

"These are all seniors and powerful people in the Reincarnation Realm! Why do you know them all?"

"Tsk, who made my father the master Feng Yuqian? Hehehe~"

Feng Ziyu slid around the jade flute, and leaned against Shutong, she seemed to no longer have the fear of the black light when it appeared.

"Actually, I just heard my father mention their names. I know them, but they may not necessarily know me."

Shu Tong simply nodded, and then he looked at the barrier nervously, making Feng Ziyu's heart a little disappointed.

The barrier seemed to be in a confrontation with the power of the Tibetan front blocking the space, which made everyone's hearts relax. At this time, the spiritual blade shot out by Mo Shuiyao was also entangled with the black light.

Yes, it was entanglement, because the black light filled with chaos and evil aura was not defeated, but instead kept swallowing Mo Shuiyao's spiritual blade like spirituality.

Even after devouring it, the originally dense black light slowly swelled up, looking very strange and scary.

"What a weird power!"

Mu Dongting, carrying a broad sword, had not yet taken action, but his thick eyebrows were locked, his eyes were closed, and his face looked even more ugly than Mo Shuiyao and the others.

"Xiao Yaoqinghe! Continue to strengthen the barrier!"

Old Fei said in a deep voice.

"No, Mr. Fei? My junior sister and I protect everyone and let Mu Tou take action?"

The thin Wu Qinghe asked back with a reluctance on his face.

"careful!"

Just as he turned around, the black light that was originally stalemate in the air suddenly swallowed all the spiritual blades and hit the barrier shield with thunder and ear-covering force.

"Big wood, as for..."

Wu Qinghe was about to mock Mu Dongting who was too cautious and careful, but a strange scene happened!

After swallowing Mo Shuiyao's spiritual blade, many black lights changed a bit, no longer becoming a light band, but like pools of sticky black liquid.

After the barrier arranged by the two of them jointly, they quickly collapsed without any effort!

The younger generations were even terrified to find that as long as there was black light, there was still bursts of blue smoke coming out, as if it was some kind of extremely corrosive poison.

"This...what's going on?!"

While constantly increasing the output of spiritual power, Mo Shuiyao turned around and asked Mr. Fei.

Even though she has achieved spiritual cultivation, she has never seen such an evil power in her long life for thousands of years.

"This black light has a very pure chaotic aura, and is extremely destructive to the formation barrier that relies on the order path to maintain operation!"

At this time, Mu Dongting's eyes, which had been closed tightly, suddenly opened, and there was a strong sense of fear in his voice.

"good."

Old Fei's eyes burst into light and he echoed.

As he said that, the old man used his spiritual power to float the hidden edge on his chest, and then began to form various ancient seal techniques with his hands, and countless dark balls of light flashed brightly around the sword body.

"Mu Tou! Come here to help!"

After Wu Qinghe increased the output of spiritual power together, he also urged him.

"Okay! Sacrifice the Yuanling True Fire!"

Pulling out the broad sword on his back, Mu Dongting seemed to be preparing to accumulate a blow.

"No! This power is likely to pollute the Yuanling True Fire, you can wait first!"

Mr. Fei said he would stop him, and then said:

"Dongting, you three join forces to hold on. I see if you can reseal the sword."

"good!"

The three of them agreed in unison, and the tall Mu Dongting penetrated the broad sword straight into the ground. He slapped the hilt of the sword, and countless small swords flew out of the sky from the broad sword, and then crossed the barrier and fought with the black light.

But in just a moment, Mu Dongting's face instantly pale, and red blood spurted out!

"Senior Brother Mu!"

Mo Shuiyao exclaimed.

"No! Those black lights can really hurt the soul. In the blink of an eye, I cut off my connection with Juque. Fortunately, the flying swords were just transformed into phantoms, otherwise Juque would be destroyed!"

After saying that, Mu Dongting, who had a beard on his face, turned his eyes to Qingyun.

"Young man, what's going on with this sword!"

Although he seemed to be questioning, Mu Dongting did not release his spirit, but Qingyun still felt like he had a heavy burden on his shoulders.

"I...I don't know either!"

"have no idea?!"

Mu Dongting raised his thick and black eyebrows, and was about to say something, but he heard Fei Lao distracted him:

"Dongting, don't make things difficult for him, take this pill."

As he said that, a blue-brown pill flew into Mu Dongting's hands.

"Thank you Mr. Fei!"

Three monks from the Spirit Realm and one monk from the Wind Realm were actually frustrated by a strange black sword. If you tell this scene, you might be laughed at by someone.

Mu Dongting did not make much courtesy. After the elixir entered his stomach, his face became much better. Old Fei's hand speed became faster and faster, and fine beads of sweat began to flow from his forehead. It seemed that sealing the penis also consumed a lot of money for him.

Just at this moment, the mutation regenerates!

I saw that the light balls that were getting brighter and brighter around the Tibetan front suddenly went out one by one, and then they turned from the light ball to a "black ball". It seemed that they were of the same origin as the black light that emitted a chaotic aura outside the barrier!

"Be careful, Mr. Fei!"

Mu Dongting reacted the fastest, and countless tiny flying swords transformed into sword shadows formed a meticulous sword net, separating Fei Lao and Zang Feng with a rapid speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

The seal was interrupted, and Lao Fei also squirted out blood, but the Tibetan Feng, surrounded by the black light ball, did not fall because of losing Lao Fei's spiritual power.

In front of everyone, the black sword turned around and flew straight into Qingyun's hand with a look of surprise and shock!

At the same time, the young master only felt that Zangfeng began to breed and extract the blood evil karma from his body again.

"Zangfeng! What are you going to do?"

Qingyun shouted sternly, but Zangfeng still did his own thing and did not respond at all.

Seeing this, Mu Dongting, after using the sword net to protect Mr. Fei, a trace of fear and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He turned around and pulled out his broad sword, and even slashed towards Qingyun without saying a word!

"Depend on!"

Even though he was as brave as a fight, he never expected that he would be attacked by the Guiling Cultivator again after leaving the thirty-three realms!

This man obviously planned to eliminate the roots and destroy Qingyun, the sword master, first. He protected Lao Fei's sword net and expanded at the same time, surrounding himself and Qingyun, and blocking everyone else outside the network.

It has become a world at the middle of the world!

Mu Dongting's vision is not unvirginal, and his methods are extremely decisive.

After all, even if the Zangfeng is strange, its owner is just a young monk in the early stage of the Yuanhua realm, and in his eyes, he is not much better than an ant.

As long as he kills him directly with the power of thunder, the strange black light will definitely not be threatening again!

The attack of the cultivator in the Reincarnation Realm is not a joke. Even though the power is limited by the double barrier, Qingyun only feels that he has fallen into the abyss all at once.

At the same time, it seemed that my whole body was deeply trapped in the sea of ​​red fireworks, and I couldn't raise any strength to resist from my limbs to the divine palace!

This Mu Dongting felt completely different from the black-clad killer in the Thirty-Three Realms that day. The man had an unreasonable judgment, but Mu Dongting's attack was simply mediocre.

Wuqi is so strange that it is like a sword that has been wielding millions of times, but this sword reveals the truth of swordsmanship that shows thousands of truths, which is somewhat similar to Wan Congfang's bamboo and stone sword.

Although the broad sword named "Juque" in his hand was thick and his legs looked inconsistent, the power of Mu Dongting's sword compressed the three barriers. As soon as he raised his hand, he felt that his soul was already scattered and his skin was gone.
To be continued...