A sharp howl sounded suddenly, completely breaking the temporary silence in the mountain forest, and a murderous intent flashed in the ghostly scarlet eyes.

"Kill ......"

Even though it felt the danger of life and death, it did not retreat, and a gloomy aura mixed with the smell of blood rushed into the sky.

It's like a bandit who occupies the mountain as the king, and his territory is encroached upon, although he knows that the road ahead is dangerous, he will fight to the death.

The demons have practiced here for hundreds of years, and they are full of spirituality, but they have not yet cultivated into a human form. It is the condensation of the evil spirit, and the ferocity is more powerful than that of the beast.

The white mist was long, and the evil aura of the demon body was even dyed red.

The wind howled, and in an instant, the ghostly figure appeared in front of Mu Yang, roared suddenly, and the ferocity completely exploded, and his hands were like claws, facing the Taichu Sword.

Ten fingers twisted, the air was torn apart in an instant, and a strong wind made the grass on the ground stick to the ground, and five cracks three inches deep into the surface suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Be careful!" Li Chunfeng reminded with a shocked face.

With just one claw, it will be able to penetrate three inches below the surface, and what will happen to the power of those two claws? I'm afraid that even a steel-skinned titan will be caught under these claws to make a deep imprint!

Such a power, although it is like a grandmaster, is also shuddering.

Xiao Yan's face turned pale, and he involuntarily retreated a few steps back, far away, he could feel the pressure under these claws. As for the immature boy who faced the evil spirits...... Xiao Yan couldn't help but shudder, he didn't dare to imagine what kind of strength this young man had to stand in place so calmly.

Bang!

The claws that made the grandmaster frightened suddenly stopped in front of the seven-foot sword blade.

Under the incredulous gazes of the three of them, Mu Yang's palm slowly grasped the hilt of the Taichu Sword.

In the next moment, a divine momentum soared into the sky.

At this moment, the young man's figure seemed to go straight into the sky, and his body was swept in all directions by the white mist like a rolling fairy qi.

At this moment, the slightly immature figure of the young man was no longer there, but it was replaced by a sky-high majesty, as if he was an immortal descending to earth!

It's a sword fairy!

Li Shuyi looked at the young man's back, and these two words involuntarily flashed in her mind.

Riding the wind is free without other thoughts, and the immortal road is the top of the sword.

The sword-wielding young man in front of him is like a sword immortal who has reached the peak of the sword path in the long immortal journey.

Mu Yang held the Taichu Sword in his hand, his wrist shook leisurely, and the blade of the Taichu Sword seemed to be split out with a sword, and a sword mark was engraved on the void.

It was the scar of the sword that made the demon's hands stagnate.

No matter how much he roared, his sinister aura was soaring, and he couldn't break through this sword mark.

The three-inch sword mark blocked the progress of the demonic spirit.

This scene directly stunned Li Shuyi and others, Xiao Yan was in disbelief, and Li Chunfeng was even more dumbfounded.

Rumble!

Mu Yang smiled faintly, his wrist shook suddenly, and the sword mark engraved in the air suddenly moved forward an inch.

It was this inch of distance, but it was so shocked that it wailed, and the figure flew backwards uncontrollably.

"I have heard that in ancient times, the swordsman who obtained the realm of the Taoist could condense with a sword, and with the power of a sword, he could cut through rivers and storms. There is even more earth immortal power to cut through thousands of miles of rivers and mountains with a sword? I always thought it was just a legend, could it be true that it could reach that point?!" Li Chunfeng whispered.

The sword in front of him, although it can't cut the river or the storm, is really a sword that can block the ghost's claws that are enough to tear the grandmaster's claws.

Blatantly repelled the demons, Mu Yang only shook his wrist twice.

The power of chaos in his body flowed slowly.

He held the sword in one hand, but at this moment, the other hand slowly reached out, and pointed from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

It seems that he wants to build up momentum for this sword, some kind of one-trick killing momentum!

How could he be so powerful? Is it just a finger on the seven-foot blade? If it is seen by some swordsmanship masters in the world, he will definitely scoff at it.

It is such a strange posture that makes the fierce and irrepressible ghosts flicker with fear, and this fear, as if coming from the depths of the spirit, is the most instinctive reaction.

Mu Yang held a sword in one hand and looked at the ghost not far away, his eyes flashing with indifference.

Suddenly, he stepped on his feet, and a deep footprint appeared in the soil of the ground in an instant, and the young man's figure turned into a remnant of the Dao, rushing towards the ghost with an indifferent attitude.

The demon howled and roared, his claws turned red as blood, and all the yin qi on his body finally exploded at this moment, and he never retained the slightest bit.

It seemed to know that it had an instinctive instinct that if it didn't use all its strength, it might die without a chance to resist.

Rumble!

The blade collided with the demonic claws, and the blood-colored mist churned, and the white mist within a radius of tens of meters was all dispersed by the terrifying aftermath.

The sword blade swept over the ghost's claws with great ease, and in the next moment, the ghost's hands were like the fog around them, and the slightly cold sword blade floated through, and the ten fingers that were as red as blood were cut off together.

Not only that, but this sword also took advantage of the situation to cut off the demon's arm, and a sword fell to the center of the ghost's eyebrows, which was unstoppable, and in an instant, a sword light as black as ink passed through the center of the demon's eyebrows and penetrated out from the other side.

Mu Yang's figure appeared behind the ghostly demon and stood proudly.

When this sword ended, Mu Yang's face was slightly white, but his face was full of smiles.

This sword opened a corner of his thousand-year-old memory.

In his previous life, when he first entered the immortal realm due to an accident, he spent several years of hard work in the mortal womb of the flesh and obtained the first sword technique in a humble and dilapidated small sect.

This swordsmanship is called killing chickens!

It was obtained for miscellaneous servants in that small sect, and the most clumsy and popular swordsmanship was really simply used to kill poultry.

However, Mu Yang had indeed cultivated this sword technique for more than ten years.

From the Open Light Realm to the half-step Jindan Realm, he had no other magical powers, only such a simple sword technique.

From the very beginning, he killed chickens with his sword.

In the Fusion Realm, he kills with a sword.

Then to the heartbeat, he cut the river with his sword and pulled the waterfall.

In the entire foundation building period, he only had this sword technique, but he only swept all the foundation building immortal cultivators in that area with such a simple sword technique.

It wasn't until later that the small sect was destroyed by the enemy, and he escaped by luck, and never used that sword technique again.

......

When the primordial sword was returned to the sheath, the air seemed to be stagnant, the ghostly eyebrows were pierced throughout, its scarlet eyes had lost their light, and the blood on the body was lost, and the body gradually turned into mist, and finally in the churning mist, it turned into a messy white mist, and there was a little red light flickering in this white mist, wrapped in a gloomy aura.

Li Chunfeng and the three of them, at this moment, did not make any sound.

All the previous shocks and gasping voices turned into silence at this moment, only their completely frozen expressions.

Be terribly alarmed!

Amazed!

At this moment, they only have the figure of the young man standing with his hands in his eyes, and there is a sentence that they will always remember in their hearts.

Sword to destroy the devil, Mu Wu!

Did you really win?

Even though Li Shuyi is the daughter of the Li family, she has been sluggish for a long time at the moment, looking at Mu Yang's figure, suddenly, she feels a little ridiculous.

The ghost who wants to flee from the wind, and even Xiao Yan is a ghost who was defeated in embarrassment, and he solved it so lightly?

Li Shuyi secretly twisted her legs, and the pain in her heart made her react, what she saw was not an illusion, and it was definitely not in a dream.

Li Chunfeng looked at the figure that had regained his immature spirit, and at this moment, in addition to awe, there was also deep fear and lingering palpitations in his heart.

It flashed in his mind that if he hadn't been on the Cloud Dream cruise ship, he didn't know how to advance or retreat, and even secretly made some small movements, wouldn't it have been such a terrifying sword he would have faced?

Then he, is there still a way to live?

Even if it's one in 10,000 to survive......

Li Chunfeng's body trembled faintly, and his back was almost soaked with sweat, even if he used all his connections and all his belongings, I am afraid that he would not be able to stop Master Mu from such a sword, right?

Li Chunfeng secretly rejoiced that he was not reckless at the beginning and knew how to advance and retreat, otherwise, he was afraid that he would also go to the underworld to report.

Xiao Yan was the only one, and while he was shocked, a wave of anger rose in his heart.

His brow furrowed, and his eyes swept over the headless corpses that had fallen to the ground, no longer alive.

The junior disciples he once had high hopes for, and even the figures that he could often see in the family, were now corpses lying beside him.

This Mu Wu obviously has the ability to instantly destroy the demons, but he just watched these young juniors die at the hands of the demons.

The other party could obviously stop this tragedy, but watching the play from the sidelines, he and even those dead internal martial artists were like a group of clowns jumping off the beam.

If he had struck earlier, how could these potential backs have died?

At this moment, part of the hatred in Xiao Yan's heart fell on the immature figure, and the more he thought about it, the more intense the anger in his heart became.

Mu Yang naturally didn't bother to pay attention to what Xiao Yan was thinking, he just looked at the yin spirit that was glowing with a pale red light not far away.

The Yin Spirit, which had absorbed the bloody aura, became more and more murderous.

The demon demon was destroyed, but the demonic spirit was destroyed, and this yin spirit still existed, but now it is an ownerless thing.

In the fairy world, there are many uses for yin spirits or soul bodies.

One of them is to be a machine spirit.

Mu Yang's first reaction when he saw this yin spirit was that his Taichu Sword might be able to turn into a spiritual weapon.

This Yin Spirit is extremely weak, and after being cut off by the Spiritual Wisdom, the realm has even fallen to the cultivation of the Enlightened Light Realm.

However, for the current Taichu Sword, it is enough.

After all, a sword that can't even be considered a spiritual weapon, and it may not be a good thing to include an overly powerful Yin Spirit.

It is precisely because of this that Mu Yang lost his mind slightly, and there was no tragic situation to stop him.

For the life and death of the Li family, Mu Yang is unlikely to care at all. These people should be prepared to face death before they come, it is their own choice, he Muyang is not a sage, and he does not like to be merciful.

"Na!"

Mu Yang summoned the Taichu Sword and levitated in front of the Yin Spirit, the tip of the sword tapped.

The Yin Spirit was constantly twisting, as if it was resisting, unwilling to become a machine spirit.

However, even the ghosts who were alive and well were all destroyed by Mu Yang's sword, let alone such a weak Yin Spirit now?

The struggle of the Yin Spirit was simply a redundant move for Mu Yang, and an extremely strong devouring force in the Taichu Sword erupted, completely swallowing the Yin Spirit into the sword body.

Mu Yang smiled faintly, and the Taichu Sword flew into his hand.

In the center of the sword, on the inky black Taichu Sword, the sword heart that flashed with white rays appeared at this moment, and gradually the red rays were assimilated by the white rays, and the light became brighter than before.

After the Yin Spirit was completely integrated into the Taichu Sword, the entire sword body seemed to be a little brighter, and the sword body was as black as a starry sky. In Mu Yang's palm, there seemed to be a slight sword sound, this sword sound was as weak as a mosquito sound, if you didn't listen carefully, it would be impossible to hear it at all.

It was only then that Mu Yang showed a satisfied smile.

Not to mention what this yin spirit is, it is this yin spirit, and it is already worth the trip.