"He ......"

"How is it possible, it's okay?!"

The five of them shuddered in unison.

This time, the aura vortex only lasted for a moment, and the five of them were stunned, and the wind and snow gradually disappeared, and they finally saw the appearance of the figure clearly.

Mo Fei's posture was the same as before, except that there was an extra long sword in his hand.

Sword name: Biyue

The blue true qi on the sword was churning, and the blue light was dense, a little mysterious, a little sharp.

What a spirit sword!

With just one glance, several people were convinced that this spirit sword was above their own spirit sword.

Sure enough, the four of them looked down slightly, and they saw their respective spirit swords on the ground, but they were all broken. They finally understood why Mo Fei was safe and sound.

Because the spiritual weapons above the Xuan rank not only have an amplification effect on the true qi, but also have an amplification effect on the sword qi.

"Is it a mid-grade spirit sword?" a trace of greed appeared in the eyes of one of the disciples.

"Where did you get this sword?!" said another disciple.

Will Mo Fei answer them? Yes, but with the Biyue Sword in his hand.

A faint blue sword light suddenly rose in front of several people, and the four of them only had time to take a step back, and this extremely fast sword light crossed their necks.

"Plop ......"

Several streams of blood rose into the sky with an astonishing momentum, and several human heads rolled to the ground.

Mo Fei remained motionless, letting the blood rain drench him.

He wiped the blood on his face and chuckled desolately: "I thought your blood was cold!"

With four human heads, there was still a look of horror on his face, Wu Song was horrified in his heart, and Mo Fei, who was covered in blood red, was like a demon from hell at this moment.

He swallowed with difficulty, if it weren't for his cultivation in the Enlightenment Realm, the soul power perception and reaction would be faster than the four of them, but I was afraid that the head would also fall to the ground, but it was only a mid-grade spiritual weapon in the Xuan Rank, and it could really take over his Seven-Yuan Sword Technique, or was this sword a high-grade Sword Technique? Or did Mo Fei's attainments in swordsmanship have surpassed the Seven-Yuan Sword Technique of his own subtle realm?

Wu Song's forehead began to sweat, no matter what the possibility was, he didn't want to face it.

"Now, it's your turn. Mo Fei raised his head and looked at Wu Song indifferently.

"I ......" Wu Song opened his mouth, and suddenly his face turned ruthless: "Even if you have a Xuan-rank mid-grade spiritual weapon, what if you have a Xuan-level mid-grade spiritual weapon!

At the same time as he said this, Wu Song's figure pounced, and several sword lights slashed out in his hand, and in an instant, his whole person rushed towards Mo Fei with a golden dragon phantom.

The grudge between the two is by no means something that can be lifted by opening a soft mouth, he also knows this very well, the matter has come to this point, he can only cheer himself up, Mo Fei will not die, he will die!

"Does it work?" a hint of mockery appeared in Mo Fei's eyes.

Wu Song's move is exactly the sword move 'Golden Dragon Out of the Sea' that he has used in the competition, and he is trying his best to use it at this moment, and the power is indeed not the same as before, and there is even a faint sound of dragon groaning.

But this powerful move, in Mo Fei's opinion, is already a poor dagger, and the donkey's skills are poor.

Mo Fei's long sword was raised, and a ripple rippled in the air, and a simple dark blue sword light disappeared into the night.

"Snort. ”

In the golden sword aura, there was an almost inaudible voice.

A dark blue sword light suddenly jumped out of the void, hitting the path of the golden dragon's advance, and the golden dragon phantom collided with this sword light, but it was like a moth to a fire, and it was extinguished inch by inch!

Wu Song's eyes were full of incredulity, not only did he not dare to believe that his sword qi was no match for Mo Fei's sword qi, but he also couldn't believe that his soul power was fully opened, and he didn't even capture the slightest trace of this sword light!

Wu Song, tonight, I finally saw the real strength of this Senior Brother Mo!

"Impossible, you just comprehended the sword qi, how can it be stronger than my sword qi!" Wu Song's speed soared to the extreme at this moment, and the Xuan-rank spirit sword in his hand pressed towards the dark blue sword light, and his face was crazy.

"Your swordsmanship attainments, how can they compare to my cultivation in the Enlightenment Realm. Under the spirit sword, the dark blue sword light that had been consumed to the point was silently destroyed, and Wu Song's sword man was united and slashed towards Mo Fei: "I am the first person under the true legend!"

He saw a pair of red eyes.

"What if someone like you is the first? Mo Fei's voice seemed very calm, and as soon as the words fell, Wu Song's sword tip was already in front of him.

However, it was only in front of his eyes.

At this moment, Wu Song suddenly felt that his hands had become soft and weak, and he lowered his head to look at his stabbing chest, a long sword with a dark blue flow, I don't know when, was inserted there.

"Good...... Sword. He struggled to raise his hand, trying to touch the sword that had ended his life.

However, the last thing he touched was his own gushing blood.

Mo Fei withdrew the Biyue Sword and ended the life of this enemy in the way Wu Song treated Chao Tian.

On the face of the human head, there was the last trace of unwillingness, and until the moment of death, Wu Song still didn't know how to end his sword, which was a spiritual weapon under the ground steps.

Mo Fei collected the heads of several people in Chao Tian, because of the battle just now, several heads had been shattered, and only some fragments were found.

Then, he arranged the heads of Wu Song and several people in a row and made a simple memorial.

Digging a pit under the tree, Mo Fei put the heads of Chao Tian and several people into it, and after burying them, he took out a thunder fire talisman and burned the bodies of Wu Song and others.

It is rumored that there is a realm under the earth, called the Netherworld, and there is a clan in this world, called the ghost clan, and the origin of the ghost clan is unknown. There is a saying in the cultivation world that after a person dies, if it is a coincidence, he can enter the netherworld, turn into a ghost clan, and start a new life journey in another life form.

Chao Tian and them, whether they have a chance to become a ghost clan, Mo Fei does not know, but Wu Song and the others, Mo Fei will not even give them a second life, but I don't know if burning is useful.

In fact, Mo Fei is purely worried, there are many restrictions on becoming a ghost, either in the land of extreme yin, or in the battlefield where many people die, it is possible to give birth to ghosts, and not all ghosts can enter the netherworld.

It wasn't until the next day that the innkeeper and his buddies pushed open the backyard door tremblingly.

And Mo Fei was already in a mountain a hundred miles away from Fenglong Town at this time.

From Fenglong Town to Zhanjianmen, if you follow the road on the ground, it will have to be about twenty miles, but the straight-line distance is only about ten miles.

The elders of the Sword Sect are all monks above the Divine Power Realm, and at the speed of flying in the sky in the Divine Power Realm, this ten miles distance is not needed for half an hour.

Mo Fei didn't know when the news of Wu Song's deaths would reach the Jianmen, so not only did he not dare to stop along the way, but he also picked a remote road to walk, until he entered this mountain, he relaxed a little.

This heavy snowfall covers a large positive area, and the mountains are covered in snow.

The good thing is that Mo Fei's tracks along the way were covered by this snow.

There are also demon beasts in the mountain, but obviously they can't be compared with Yirong Peak, Mo Fei has been in the mountain for three days, and the most powerful one he has seen is only a second-order demon beast, with his current strength, of course, he won't take it seriously.

In fact, it is not only the human race that benefits from the aura of the ancient continent, the human race has gained a long lifespan, and the demon race has gained the improvement of strength, here, there are no ordinary beasts, even rabbits and voles are all demon beasts above the first order.

Put the first-order demon rabbit he had just hunted and roast it on the shelf, and Mo Fei waited to enjoy the food.

However, at this moment, a second-order demon deer suddenly burst out of the forest and ran towards Mo Fei's direction in a panic.

Behind the demon deer, there was also an arrow.

The demon deer was shot to the ground, and Mo Fei's eyes narrowed and looked at the forest.

"Good fellow, you can really run!" a man jumped out from behind several large trees, laughing, obviously very happy.