"Did you not wake up, or did your brain be broken, haha......" Wu Song laughed so much that tears flowed out.

"I think he's got his brain frozen. A disciple echoed, smirked and clenched his fists, and walked towards Mo Fei.

At this moment, from this waste man, everyone felt a strong fluctuation of true qi.

"How come?!" Wu Song suddenly changed color.

"This can't be ......" The eyes of the four disciples seemed to have seen a ghost.

With a bang, the rope that tied the hands broke inch by inch.

Mo Fei put his feet on the ground, avoiding a few heads.

The disciple's face was still shocked, but a touch of fierceness flashed between his eyebrows, and he smashed at Mo Fei with a punch.

Bang!

But it is,

Mo Fei's body shook, and this disciple flew out upside down!

Except for this disciple, the four of them invariably took a breath of cold air.

"It turns out that the blood was deliberately spit out by him!" Fan Ze remembered the blood that Mo Fei spit out when he was in the room, and couldn't believe it.

"This kid has been pretending to be weak?!" The two disciples were also shocked in their hearts.

"His physical body, how can it be so powerful!"

Wu Song's heart was even more shocked. The fluctuation of true qi on Mo Fei's body is still very weak, that is to say, Mo Fei, who has just punched, already has the ability to fight with the innate realm just by relying on his physical body, how is this possible!

However, that's not all.

After the spiritual root was fused, while the cultivation was returning quickly, Mo Fei spent another 60,000 points to raise the realm to the sixth level of the innate realm.

From the first level of the Fading Realm to the sixth level of the Innate Realm, the aura required is huge.

This piece of heaven and earth suddenly turned into a black hole of spiritual energy, countless spiritual energy swarmed, and in the blink of an eye, a tornado containing a large amount of spiritual energy was formed in the courtyard, and Mo Fei's body was the center of this spiritual energy tornado.

"You...... What exactly did you do?"

This momentum is three points stronger than when he broke through the Enlightenment Realm, and Wu Song is already bloodless.

He forced himself to calm down: no matter what Mo Fei relied on to restore his cultivation, he must not just watch and let Mo Fei get his wish.

"Let's shoot together and kill this kid!"

Wu Song shouted loudly, and as soon as the sword trick was drawn, a golden light flew out first, stabbing towards the center of the aura.

At this moment, where did he care about whether he would be punished by the sect for this, and he only wanted to strangle this threat in the cradle.

The four disciples were still hesitating, but they had to grit their teeth when they saw this, and the four long swords were unsheathed one after another, following closely behind.

The four sword lights can see the thoughts of the four people.

Fan Ze, who had the lowest strength among the four, his flying sword was the fastest, only half a sword body slower than the golden sword light, and the other three sword lights were one sword body slower than Fan Ze's sword light.

"Damn, all of them are more treacherous than Lao Tzu!" At this moment, Fan Ze looked like he was hating the same enemy on the surface, but he was scolding in his heart.

He knew that it was not that the three of them reacted slower than him, but because what they had to deal with at the moment was not just a waste who had been expelled from the sect, but also a fight between the elders.

All the disciples had heard of the situation in the main hall that day, but Mo Fei almost caused a big fight between the two elders in the main hall, even if he was assigned a vein now, as long as this matter had not passed, as long as there were still elders paying attention, they would not dare to kill Mo Fei halfway.

Needless to say, Wu Song, as a core disciple, has Elder Li to find a way to protect it, so that the crime of unauthorized murder will have to fall on the heads of the four people, and the speed of this sword determines how much punishment they bear.

Obviously, none of the four wanted to bear the wrath of the elders, and they didn't dare to bear it.

Of course, there is another point, that is, what happened to Mo Fei is too weird, and before they find out the situation, they don't dare to blindly step forward and risk their lives.

Fan Ze was still regretting that he was too young, but he didn't know that Wu Song at this time had already scolded him and the other three in his heart.

The four of them turned out to be the same as themselves, and none of them attacked in close quarters, Wu Song was furious in his heart: "Damn, a bunch of mud can't support the wall, what do you want!"

He was confident that he was in the Enlightenment Realm, his true qi was huge, and he had cultivated his sword qi before he could attack with his sword, but he didn't expect that at such a close distance, these four disciples of the Innate Realm would also learn from themselves and choose such a fighting method that consumes a lot of true qi.

In a fit of rage, Wu Song snorted coldly and rose up in the sky, but he was single-minded and dual-purpose, and once again used the Seven Yuan Sword Technique!

Part of the aura that surged towards the tornado, under the forcible ingestion of the law decision, condensed seven golden long swords on Wu Song's head, and as soon as the golden sword was condensed, it emitted bursts of terrifying sword aura.

At this time, the five of them were shocked together.

Except for Wu Song's spirit sword of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank, the spiritual light fell out of the wind dimly, and the spirit swords of the other four people were silent after being submerged in the wind.

The four of them obviously felt that their connection with the spirit sword was suddenly broken!

Fortunately, they haven't cultivated the spirit sword to the unity of their hearts and minds, so they haven't suffered much backlash, but their hearts are more and more shocked, the five of them join forces, even if they open the realm, it is impossible to quietly take over the attack like this, what happened in this aura tornado!

One of the seven sword lights almost collapsed under this earthquake, and Wu Song hurriedly guarded his mind.

Ignoring the spirit sword that fell to the ground, his eyes froze, he pointed out, and spat out a word in his mouth: "Go!"

Seven aura golden swords, shot into the wind in a row.

Wu Song's sword pointed upward, and the spirit sword under the Xuan Rank flew back into his hand, revealing a hint of relief on his face.

No matter how strange Mo Fei is, under the Seven Yuan Sword Technique, there will only be one end, and that is death.

This spell is the only one he has cultivated to the subtle realm, and the power is still above the dragon sword technique, but it takes a long time to cast, and he failed to use it in the competition that day, but now, he not only has enough time to use it, but also blesses the sword qi on the aura golden sword, and the power is by no means comparable to the trick 'golden dragon out of the sea' that was hurriedly used on the test.

"Bang, bang......"

In the wind, the roar sounded like thunder, and the seven spiritual energy golden swords instantly burst out with ten thousand golden lights, and even the surging spiritual energy suddenly stagnated.

The whirling tornado seemed to be stained with a layer of gold dust, and then collapsed.

The trunk of the bucket was broken in response, and under the impact of violent energy, a layer of wall ash fell on the surrounding walls, and the four disciples couldn't stop taking a step back.

But everyone's face was full of joy.

"Mo Fei, under Senior Brother Wu Song's Seven-Yuan Sword Technique, see that you are not dead!" One of the clever disciples hurriedly slapped Wu Song's ass.

"Hehe, how could he still hear what you say...... I'm afraid that the bones will be gone for a long time. ”

"It's cheaper to die like this, this kid!"

The other disciples also did not hesitate to praise their words, in addition to soothing the fear of suddenly losing contact with the spirit sword just now, the most important point is that Mo Fei was killed by Wu Song, which has nothing to do with him, and he also lost a high-grade spirit sword of the yellow rank because of this.

As for the rhetoric of returning to the sect, several people had already thought about it at this moment, that is, Mo Fei wanted to escape, and under the obstruction of a few of them, he was destroyed by this kid, but fortunately, Senior Brother Wu Song made a move, which solved Mo Fei.

But the next moment, all five of them couldn't stop shaking, and they all looked at the broken tree.

The wind that broke away was formed again with the surge of aura, and it was still in the same place just now!

"I said, tonight, you're all going to die!"

In the wind, the young man's long hair flew, and his voice was as cold as the snow.