The last time Mu Feng fought with Qin Mu, the faint realm was touched, and it seemed that he had made progress, he just tried it today, and it was good to show his skills in front of Brother Qin, if he was satisfied with it and felt that he was useful, maybe he would give him a few more tricks.

"Zhang Hu, we have fought three times, these three times, did you win, or did I win?"

Mu Feng's long sword was full of anger in his hand, and he asked coldly.

Zhang Hu didn't speak, he only looked at Mu Feng with the eyes of a dead man, as if Mu Feng, who was a man and a sword, was vulnerable in his eyes.

Mu Feng was slightly angry, he looked Zhang Hu up and down, and he really couldn't see where he was improving. During this period of time, he studied hard and practiced hard, and because he had seen a martial artist, he seemed to be approaching the realm of a martial artist.

This sword qi was like a rainbow, turning into Bai Lian and stabbing away.

This sword was extremely fast, and the bosses couldn't even catch Mu Feng's figure, only feeling that a sword aura had reached Zhang Hu's body.

The bosses were dumbfounded, and Lu Zhixing's qi cultivation kung fu couldn't suppress the surprise in the corners of his eyes.

There are really swordsmen in this world!

Zhang Hu turned sideways, a blood mark on his face, and blood beads burst out.

"You can't even avoid my temptation sword now!"

Mu Feng's elbow had been retracted, aimed at Zhang Hu's left chest, the wide robe was like a full sail bulging, this sword condensed all his spirit, and it was even more dazzling than the sword that stabbed Qin Mu at the beginning!

Mu Feng stabbed out with a sword!

The bosses held their breath.

At this moment, an antique copper piece slipped out of Zhang Hu's sleeve, clenched it, and slammed into the tip of the sword full of sword qi in Mu Feng!

When Mu Feng's true qi filled the sword body, even the three-centimeter-thick steel plate could be cut open, and the power had surpassed the pistol bullet and reached the level of a rifle.

What's more, Mu Feng noticed that Zhang Hu's strength had not improved, and he was already above it, in order to show his martial arts in front of Martial Master Qin, he planned to kill Zhang Hu in one sword in seconds, and with all his strength, the sword was as dazzling as a meteor, and it was indestructible.

All the bosses couldn't help but applaud Mu Feng's sword.

But with a ping-pong bang.

The bosses saw a few white lights splashing in the air.

Mu Feng took seven or eight steps back, released his right hand, and then clenched it again, almost dropping the hilt of his sword to the ground.

All the bosses immediately looked at Mu Feng, and they all exclaimed in a low voice.

A generation of swordsman Mu Feng's original cold sword body is now only half left. Other fragments of the blade were scattered on the ground, reflecting the light.

Zhang Hu only took a step back, his left arm protected his chest, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand was torn and blood flowed down, but the copper piece was still the same as before, and it was not damaged in the slightest by Mu Feng's full sword.

Qin Mu sighed lightly.

The piece of copper that Zhang Hu was holding in his hand that had been worn out and could not see the luster turned out to be a magic weapon!

Although it is only a small fragment, and the formation patterns on it have been covered by the years, a magic weapon is a magic weapon after all, and any magic weapon is made of a variety of extremely precious materials, and it has been smelted by spiritual fire, and solidity is its most basic characteristic.

Although Qin Mu didn't play with this piece of copper, with his thousands of years of experience in appreciating treasures, this magic weapon also belonged to the top category on the earth, and a single piece of copper was enough to reverse the gap in martial arts.

Zhang Hu's true qi that was sluggish due to the impact was lifted again, and without hesitation, he strode forward as fast as a galloping horse.

Mu Fengben stared at his broken sword with round eyes, and Yu Guang noticed that Zhang Hu was close to him, and wanted to swing his sword to block, but first, he reacted a step too late, and secondly, the sword was already half broken, and this swing was empty.

Zhang Hu had already arrived in front of Mu Feng and put a punch on Mu Feng's chest.

Inch!

With a click, the sternum shattered inch by inch, the clothes behind the back were torn, and blood spurted out of Mu Feng's mouth, and he went straight back. Zhang Hu was unforgiving, and in Fang Longcheng's wild laughter, the fist wind was overwhelming, and every punch hit a deafening rolling wind and thunder

sound, Mu Feng fell behind in one move, the sword was broken left and right, and his body was pierced by the copper piece several holes, and a mouthful of blood was blocked in his throat, and he couldn't even make a voice asking for advice.

The bosses were extremely shocked, they had seen a big battle between half-step martial artists for the first time, and they had never imagined that people would be so powerful.

Not only them, but some of them brought bodyguards, all of whom were veteran elite veterans or award-winning martial arts practitioners. But in the eyes of these people, the fight between Zhang Hu and Mu Feng is even more shocking.

It is precisely because they are people who have mixed up on the battlefield that they know where the limit of manpower is, and they still don't believe in those legends than normal people.

But the battle between the two in front of them was too powerful, and they knew that if they went on in person, they might not even be able to stop one of them for a round. It's better to say that all of them combined, they can't carry one of these two for a minute!

Lu Zhixing's face changed.

This Mu Feng saw that he was about to lose, not only would he not be able to protect Qin Mu at that time, but even, if this Fang Longcheng wanted to kill himself, would he be able to stop it?

Before the fight to the death, the power turned so pale!

"You're just a broken sword and someone is hurting, but why is your heart gone? All moves have flaws, why should you strive for perfection. ”

A faint word came from the guest seats.

Mu Feng's heart was shocked, and an extremely thin and extremely bright light flashed in his mind.

Everyone immediately looked at the man, only to see Qin Mu sitting on the chair, without the slightest panic.

Lu Zhixing was so anxious that he laughed angrily, when is this, if you have the ability, you can save people, if you don't have the ability, quickly bow your head and admit your mistake. If you say something you don't know what to say here, how can this swordsman still listen to it.

Those bodyguards saw that Qin Mu was young and thin, this was obviously the level of an ordinary person, if Mu Feng was defeated, your little life would be gone, and he didn't know the severity of the matter.

But I heard Qin Mu still say: "If you attack the place where he has to save, he has to defend to save it, you know this truth, but you don't know how to do it, for the sake of you fighting for me, pass on your sword intent today!"

Qin Mu got up and recited, and his voice moved for nine days:

"Yao Ruyi shoots nine sunsets, and he is like a group of emperors and dragons!"

"Come like thunder to collect anger, and let it be like a river and sea condensing clear light!"

Every word of Qin Mu is ordinary Chinese, but the tone is extremely unique, and there seems to be a great rhyme in it. Although everyone couldn't understand it, they couldn't help but be attracted by this voice, which seemed to have a deep magic in it, and people couldn't help but explore.

Even that side of the dragon city lost his mind for a while.

Then a joyful voice sounded: "Brother Xie Qin's guidance! My sword intent has finally been achieved!"

Mu Feng suddenly opened up, and in the face of Zhang Hu's stunned sudden punch, he slashed at Zhang Hu's wrist.

Zhang Hu's fist had reached Mu Feng's left chest, and he finally laughed and said, "You were really fooled by that kid, can you get this broken sword without a sword tip!"

His voice stopped abruptly.

A bloodshot rises to the sky!

Mu Feng's broken sword swung to the end and stopped behind him, his wide robe stained with blood.