Tonight, no matter how many things change, no matter how Jiang Feng struggles, in the eyes of some people, Jiang Feng is no different from a dead person.

Besides, the three hermit families all set out in unison, looking at Yanjing, no, it can even be said that looking at the whole country, who can't be killed, and who can't be killed?

Therefore, the setback in the early stage did not make Zong Zheng feel a little frustrated, on the contrary, in his opinion, the more Jiang Feng rebounded, the more tragic it would be when he died.

Naturally, it is impossible to let Jiang Feng die too easily, he still has something in Jiang Feng's hands that he didn't get back, it's just that it is not too easy not to let him die, after all, it is death, just like the meaning of Qin Junlin's last sentence, torture and kill to death.

Mu Lao's name has not changed, but Zong Zheng will not regard Mu Lao, who is wrapped in a black robe, as a trick, and with Qin Junlin's attitude towards Mu Lao, it can be seen that Mu Lao must be a strong man.

Mu Lao made a move, and Jiang Feng's death naturally became a matter of no doubt.

However, what Zong Zheng didn't expect was that Jiang Feng didn't know when he had an extra sword in his hand, and when he swung the sword out, he couldn't even see through the mysteries, and he was shocked in his heart.

With a sword, Mu Lao died. Zong Zheng suddenly became agitated, and his whole body was cold.

What's going on? Jiang Feng's strength has become stronger?

No, no, it's the problem with that sword.

Zong Zheng's scalp was numb for a while, and the whole person was sluggish.

Old Mu died, Jiang Feng was still coughing, but everyone present didn't dare to underestimate Jiang Feng anymore, especially Qin Junlin, who was planning to kill Jiang Feng with his own hands at the beginning, the whole person was trembling uncontrollably, and even his soul seemed to tremble.

Ten points, Mu Lao said that he was ten percent sure of killing Jiang Feng, and finally changed his words to eight points, but whether it was eight points or ten points, I think Mu Lao has a certain chance of winning, otherwise he would not say such a thing.

However, Jiang Feng just killed Mu Lao with just one sword, Mu Lao didn't even have a chance to make a move, so he died, and the so-called ten or eight points became a complete joke.

Who would have expected such an ending?

Qin Junlin only felt that his whole body was cold, could it be that Jiang Feng was really so demonic, how could he not kill him?

As for the others, they were also shocked.

"No, it's impossible, Master!" After a moment of silence, Ling Yun shouted and rushed in the direction of Mu Lao.

"Lingyun, don't go over!" Qin Junlin shouted.

Ling Yun is Mu Lao's apprentice, Mu Lao died, Qin Junlin can understand Ling Yun's sad mood at this moment, but Mu Lao was killed by Jiang Feng with a sword, Ling Yun rushed over, what is the difference between that and looking for death.

Qin Junlin wanted to vigorously drink Ling Yun to send him to death, he had already died a Mu Lao, he didn't want Ling Yun to die too, otherwise, the two chess pieces he hid behind his back would be completely pulled up by Jiang Feng, and in the future, except for relying on the Qin family on the surface, he would have no one to use. Moreover, maybe after Ling Yun died, the next person to die would be him, out of these two plans, Qin Junlin shouted to stop him as soon as possible.

How did Ling Yun listen to Qin Junlin's words, and rushed to Mu Lao's corpse in an instant, but Ling Yun's footsteps did not stop, jumped over Mu Lao's corpse, and continued to rush towards Jiang Feng.

"Die!"

With a wave of the long sword in Jiang Feng's hand, a sword aura that was extremely powerful gushed out and slashed towards Ling Yun.

It's still a sword, a very simple sword, when Jiang Feng killed Mu Lao with a sword, everyone couldn't see clearly how Jiang Feng came out with a sword, at this time, Jiang Feng slashed at Lingyun with a sword, and everyone finally saw it clearly.

While seeing it clearly, the judge's brows furrowed slightly, and his expression looked a little strange, while Zong Dongshang's pupils shrank suddenly, and his gaze fell on the sword in Jiang Feng's hand, and his eyes rolled around, not knowing what he thought of.

The incomparable sword qi shot out from all directions, and Ling Yun rushed forward, and as soon as he swung out a punch, he was enveloped in the sword qi.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, almost enveloping Ling Yun's body, and soon, everyone heard a slightly strange voice coming out.

"Gollum...... Gollum ......"

It seemed to be the sound of drinking water, the sound was extremely light and faint, if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear it at all, but everyone present was a person who cultivated ancient martial arts, and the five internal organs and six senses were all very sensitive, and they all heard that voice.

The voice came from somewhere, in the silence of the air, monotonous and hollow, full of strange smells. When everyone heard the voice, they all showed puzzlement.

And soon, everyone found out that the sword in Jiang Feng's hand was stabbing at Ling Yun's heart, Ling Yun maintained a posture of swinging out with a punch, and his body showed an arc of explosive strength, but it was obvious that before he could attack Jiang Feng with a punch, the sword in Jiang Feng's hand stabbed him.

Ling Yun lowered his head, looking at the sword that was stabbed in the heart, but he couldn't make any movements, he was not dead for the time being, but he was stabbed in the heart by a sword, he was sure to die.

Ling Yun was in the sword, Jiang Feng seemed to be unable to support his body, coughed very loudly, opened his mouth and spit out clumps of blood, which stained the ground red, mottled and dazzling, shocking.

Seeing Jiang Feng stabbing a sword on Ling Yun's heart, with a "brush", Qin Junlin's face turned completely white, without blood, his eyes were round, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out, his forehead and eyebrows were all cold sweat, and sweat flowed down Qin Junlin's face like rain.

"It's over, it's over. Qin Junlin muttered to himself, his voice was hoarse and ugly, his feet were weak, and his buttocks fell to the ground, as if he was a shell that had lost his soul.

Everyone was attracted by the strange voice, no one paid attention to Qin Junlin's life or death, they all looked at Jiang Feng with an inquiring look in their eyes, wanting to see how that voice came out.

The first to change their faces were the judge and Zong Dongshang, both of whom were highly cultivated and had amazing insight, and soon discovered how the voice came from, and it was precisely because of the discovery that the faces of the two of them instantly became extremely abnormal, and they both looked incredulous.

Immediately, Dong Baoyu, Zong Zheng and Wen Nan also discovered the source of the voice, the knowledge of the three of them, after all, is not as good as the judge and Zong Dongshang, with the heart of the judge and Zong Dongshang, they all reacted like this, among the three of them, Wen Nan swallowed a mouthful of saliva after discovering it, and took two steps back, with that expression, as if he had seen a ghost.

Without him, it was because they strangely discovered that the sound was actually emitted by the sword in Jiang Feng's hand.

"Gollum...... Gollum ......"

The sword in Jiang Feng's hand was coming out with such a strange sound, Jiang Feng was the first to hear this voice, and because of this, Jiang Feng also had a surprised expression.

"This sword is drinking blood!" Jiang Feng looked at the sword in his hand in surprise.

"Gollum...... Gollum ......"

It was indeed the sword that was drinking blood, and, as the sword body drank blood, the rusty long sword, the rust on the sword body, began to peel off slowly, and the rust that peeled off was not peeling off piece by piece, but turned into powder, falling from the sword body like ashes.

At the same time, a stream of evil qi emanated from the sword body, and feeling that aura, Jiang Feng's face changed even more.

"What kind of sword is this?" Jiang Feng thought secretly, he only knew that this sword was abnormally sharp before, but he never thought that this sword would have such a secret.

No wonder after killing Mu Lao with a sword, the sword body was obviously covered with rust, but there was no trace of blood.

As the more blood was devoured, the speed of rust peeling off gradually accelerated, and slowly, the prototype of a long sword slowly took shape, and on the sword body, a trace of blood mist was emitted, and Jiang Feng felt a surging breath along the hilt of the sword, pouring into his body.

That breath poured in, straight to Jiang Feng's dantian, and then saw the dantian, the spirit seal and immortal seal suspended in it, suddenly the light was great, one light yellow and one light purple, rising into the sky, almost breaking through Jiang Feng's body.

"This sword drinks blood, and it also has a slight connection with the Immortal Seal of the Spirit Seal. Jiang Feng let out a "huh" and muttered to himself in surprise.

After the breath entered the body, Jiang Feng obviously noticed that the repair speed of the body's dark injuries was rising, even if the time was still short, the change was not obvious, but Jiang Feng's attention at the moment was all on the breath that was poured into the body, and naturally he found it lightly.

"What kind of sword is this, is it difficult, the sword is no longer alive?" Jiang Feng muttered to himself in confusion.

The sword creature is the sword spirit.

Tianyuan Continent, there are hundreds of schools, powerful sword cultivation sword spirit, sword world, invincible, often can leapfrog and fight, that is a variety of cultivation schools, extremely powerful faction, light yì can not be offended.

Jiang Feng is not a sword cultivator, but he also has a little understanding of the sword cultivation faction and knows some of its secrets.

But soon, Jiang Feng denied this.

"No, no, this sword psychic is true, but it has not formed a sword spirit, because this kind of spirituality is more like some kind of evil nature endowed by external forces. The evil qi invades this sword, and only then will this sword be bloodthirsty!" Jiang Feng frowned.

"But no matter what, to be able to give this sword such evil power, the previous owner of this sword must not be an unknown person. Jiang Feng thought secretly.

Jiang Feng's soft muttering to himself was unknown to the others, and their eyes were always locked on the evil sword in Jiang Feng's hand.

Jiang Feng's wrist flicked, and the long sword was pulled out from Ling Yun's heart, Ling Yun was like a paper man, limp to the ground, and the blood on his body was actually drained by this sword.

Jiang Feng's arm shook again, a large amount of rust was shaken off, and an incomparably sharp aura of Qinghua burst out of the sky, even the air seemed to be frozen.

A sword out, the four sides are determined!RT