When the last soldier in front of Mu Feng fell in a pool of blood, the passage of the city gate, to the city gate, there were already a mountain of corpses, enough thousands of moon worshipping soldiers were mercilessly harvested by Mu Feng, Mu Feng stood on the pile of corpses and looked up at the city wall diagonally above, at this moment, many gold-armored generals and soldiers on the city wall discarded their weapons on the ground after seeing his cold eyes, and then knelt on the ground, and even dared not breathe.

Mu Feng's expression was indifferent and he didn't say a word, ignoring the tragic scene of the river of blood in front of him, and climbed the city tower step by step along the stone steps, and thousands of moon worshipping soldiers on the city tower knelt on the ground in unison, Mu Feng's eyes glanced at them and went straight to the position where Zhao Zhong and the red masked man stood before.

"What about Zhao Chong?" Mu Feng looked at the several golden armor generals kneeling on the ground in front of him, and asked in an extremely cold voice.

Seeing that the strange sword with golden light in Mu Feng's hand was erected in front of him, several golden-armored generals all deeply felt the fear of death.

"Your Palace~Your Highness~ Zhao Chong, Zhao Chong has run away!" A general did not dare to slack off, and replied with his head buried in the ground and his voice trembled.

"Ran away?" Mu Feng said in a calm and indifferent voice.

"Yes, Your Highness, I saw him run away to the place of the palace."

"From the moment you betrayed me, I was no longer your Highness. Die! Mu Feng glanced at the location of the palace in the city, a little far away, but he could vaguely see the magnificent buildings in the center of the moon city, where the palace was located.

As soon as Mu Feng's words fell, the spirit rhino in his hand gently waved at the few golden-armored generals kneeling in front of him, and these people were easily cut off their necks and fell to the ground before they even had time to let out a wail.

"Your Highness spares your life, Your Highness spares your life, we are all forced!"

Seeing that Mu Feng actually used such a method, many ordinary soldiers around him hurriedly kowtowed to Mu Feng and begged him for mercy.

"Kill you? It's only going to dirty my sword, you wait for Lu Dieyi to deal with it! After Mu Feng glanced at these ordinary soldiers, he jumped down from the tall city tower, and galloped towards the palace with the spirit rhino in his hand, "Zhao Chong, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will slaughter you!" ”

After Mu Feng left, countless soldiers on the city tower breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the ground one after another, all sweating and facing like ashes.

Kill God, kill God! A once-in-a-century general star, a once-in-a-millennium evil star, and now Mu Feng has chosen the latter.

Three thousand years before the devil, looking back at the mortal world and not being an immortal, then let me kill it!

There is a side hall in the depths of the palace, at this moment the hall is surrounded by hundreds of heavy armor soldiers holding shields inside and three layers outside, the oil lamp in the hall is yellow, and Zhao Chong, who is covered in blood, stands in front of a one-person high bronze mirror, the bronze mirror is still his embarrassed appearance one moment ago, but the next moment it is suddenly like a calm water surface has been dropped by someone like a stone with layers of waves, followed by a gray and yellow phantom.

"Look at you, it's done?" The phantom swayed in the mirror, and its voice was low and hoarse, and it looked particularly mad in the silent hall illuminated by the gray and yellow lights.

"We're no match for him, hurry up!" Zhao Zhong hurriedly called for help.

"What?" Hearing this, the phantom also let out a sigh of surprise.

"He has a sword in his hand now, unstoppable, I've already killed a lot of people, presumably he's coming here now!" Zhao Chong shouted at the person in the mirror.

"Rubbish! It's all a bunch of rubbish! Phantom said angrily.

"Now is not the time to say this, if you still want to get something like that, hurry up and stop him, otherwise~~"

"How else? A bunch of garbage that doesn't exist, if you hold on a little longer, I can't pull away now. ”

"Persistence? What do I hold onto? Zhao Chong was almost about to cry, he never dreamed that Mu Feng was now so strong, no wonder his assassination guard was wiped out, please report that he did not cultivate, but the strength shown by Mu Feng now is probably not underestimated.

Zhao Chong is now beginning to wonder whether the intelligence network he has spent decades building is useful, at least he is wrong about Mu Feng's judgment from the request, so wrong that he is now in a critical situation for survival.

"This circle will keep you safe for the time being." The phantom was silent for a moment before replying, and then a diamond-shaped white snowflake flew out of the bronze mirror.

Under Zhao Chong's puzzled gaze, this crystal clear, beautiful and delicate thin sheet with a faint white light slowly floated above Zhao Chong's head, and in the blink of an eye, a white light slanted down from it, forming a white light curtain with a diameter of about one zhang wide, wrapping Zhao Chong.

The white curtain of light poured down for a moment, then gradually dissipated and finally became invisible.

"What about you?" When the light curtain was formed, Zhao Chong was also relieved in his heart, looking at the phantom in the mirror and wondering.

"I can't come now, I guess there are already a lot of people in Moon City, it can keep you safe." As soon as the phantom voice in the mirror fell, it slowly dissipated, and Zhao Chong was left alone in the side hall of Nuo Da, and he was at a loss for what to do with himself in the mirror, and after a while, he snorted coldly and sat down cross-legged and began to adjust his body.

After a while, there were terrible screams outside the hall, and Zhao Chong frowned, and he sat on the ground with his eyes open and stared at the red lacquer door.

"Bang~", the huge red lacquer temple door was cut down by Mu Feng's sword, the door was well-lit, and a black figure with a spotless cloak and a golden long sword appeared on the broken temple door with his back to the light.

"You're finally here!" Although Zhao Chong, who was sitting on the ground, had already expected that his subordinates would not be Mu Feng's opponents, he didn't expect Mu Feng to come so quickly, but he still pretended to be calm and looked at Mu Feng who was walking towards him with flirtatious eyes.

"Keeping you in a hurry, huh?" At this moment, the enemy was in front of him, and after Mu Feng glanced around the hall, he found that there were only Zhao Chong and a tall bronze mirror behind him in the hall, and in addition to this, there were some calligraphy and painting vases, and there was no one else, but he was not in a hurry to kill him.

"No, I didn't expect you to stand in front of me so soon," Zhao Chong smiled coldly and shook his head, sat on the ground and replied.

"You're stupid." Mu Feng replied in a calm voice with an expressionless face, the palace is so big, it is not easy to find someone.

Mu Feng of the Moon Palace is very familiar, thousands of rooms large and small, as well as many palace pavilions, rockeries and forests, Zhao Yu is just to find a room to live in and hide under the bed, Mu Feng may not be able to find him out for a while, but Zhao Chong has arranged so many Praetorian Guards in this side hall, and it is clear that there are no three hundred taels of silver here, Mu Feng found it directly here, and sure enough, he found Zhao Chong hiding here.

"Haha, am I stupid? Who among you Mu family is smart? I conscientiously wanted to be a good minister of your Mu family, but your shogunate forced me to ascend to the throne. ”

Zhao Chong, who was sitting on the ground, laughed arrogantly a few times, and then glared at Mu Feng with a look of resentment, his eyes full of hatred and pain.

"Because of a woman"

Regarding Zhao Chong's matter, Mu Feng once heard it from Shishan's mouth, Mu Feng once thought that he would sympathize with Zhao Chong's experience, but later found that he only had one feeling for the person in front of him, that is, hate!

"How can you possibly understand what love is? What is hate? You don't understand, you don't understand this heart-wrenching feeling! It was you Mu family who took me first. Zhao retorted sharply.

"So what? Now I ask you, what is the origin of this piece of jade, and why did you go to all the trouble to get it? Mu Feng smiled coldly, reached out and took out this piece of black and cold jade from his neck and asked Zhao Chong.

"Want to know?" When he saw the coveted ancient jade in Mu Feng's hand, Zhao Chong's eyes were full of greed, and he stared intently at the jade in Mu Feng's hand and chuckled.

"Say!" Mu Feng said coldly.

"You'll never know, because you're not qualified." Zhao Zhong chuckled and twisted his head to the side.

"Then go die!"

What Mu Feng hated the most was that someone challenged his patience, and now he didn't plan to say anything, the spirit rhino in his hand was aimed at Zhao Chong in front of him and slashed down with a sword.

"Bang~~" After a dull sound, Mu Feng also showed a hint of surprise and looked at the scene in front of him, only to see that the spirit rhino sword qi he shot out was suddenly blocked by a white light at a position about two meters away from Zhao Chong, and the huge collision made the entire side hall shake.

However, this strange white light couldn't be seen or touched before, it appeared out of thin air, and Zhao Chong's face in front of him was full of a sarcastic smile, which made Mu Feng frown for the first time, the sword qi of the spirit rhino could penetrate the bodies of hundreds of armored soldiers, but Zhao Chong, who was close to Chi Qi, was blocked by the strange white light that suddenly appeared, which made Mu Feng suddenly puzzled.

"Hehe, you're so naïve, you think you can kill me if you can kill them?"

Mu Feng's sword just now really startled Zhao Chong, but when he saw that Mu Feng's fierce sword qi was easily dissolved by the invisible magic circle above his head, he already had a bottom in his heart, and on the surface, he pretended to be strategizing and sneering at Mu Feng.

"It's kind of interesting." Although Mu Feng didn't know what was blocking his Lingxi's sword just now, because Zhao Chong in front of him was sitting in front of him, and there was only a bronze mirror beside him, and there was nothing outside, but his intuition told him that there must be some kind of power in Zhao Chong that he didn't know was protecting him.

"It's interesting, how's that? How does it feel to have the enemy right in front of you, but you can't do anything about it? You can now understand what it was like for me to endure humiliation and steal my life in front of your father? Zhao Zhong sneered, because he had already expected that Mu Feng would have no way to take him.

"It's just that you're living a little longer. Die now! Mu Feng slowly closed his eyes, and when his closed eyes suddenly opened, his dark eyes were filled with a ruthless killing intent, and the Sanqing Sword Style was instantly activated.

As soon as the soul was cleared, the dazzling sword dance danced in front of Zhao Chong's body, and dozens of swords were fired out in just a blink of an eye, and the surprise of the swordsmanship made Zhao Chong praise but made Mu Feng feel puzzled, because every sword he swung out would be a white light one or two meters away from Zhao Chong, blocking the spirit rhino, and how fast his sword was, the speed at which the white light appeared.

I felt that there was an invisible barrier in front of me and Zhao Chong, and as long as I touched this barrier, it would glow with white light, which made Mu Feng feel a little strange in his heart after the first form of the Sanqing Sword Style was cast, could it be that his speed was not enough?

However, when Mu Feng used the second style, he found that the speed was not advantageous under this invisible barrier, because no matter how fast the frequency of his sword was and how tricky the angle was, the sword could always be white at a distance of one or two meters from Zhao Chong, and you must know that Mu Feng's Sanqing Sword Style Second Style could swing dozens of swords in just the blink of an eye under the full burst of his strength.

This kind of sword speed is already as fast as lightning, which is dazzling, because what outsiders see is that there are dozens of swords coming one after another before the sword is completed, and it feels as if there are dozens of people swords at the same time towards a certain place, and the sword dance is unstoppable, but Zhao Chong in front of him at this moment seems so weak.

When the second type of the Sanqing Sword Style nearly a hundred swords were cast, Mu Feng's forehead oozed beads of sweat the size of beans, "flutter~" and half knelt on the ground, every inch of skin and every bone in his body came from a sharp pain, this kind of pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow like a maggot bone-loving finally made Mu Feng unable to restrain it anymore, and he knelt in front of Zhao Chong sweating profusely and gritting his teeth to keep himself from being knocked down by the pain.

Mu Feng didn't care about the slight burden of the Sanqing Sword Body before, and then the appearance of the spirit rhino had already made Mu Feng a little unbearable, and then the appearance of the magic circle made Mu Feng's body extremely fragile, but he was calm under the rage, and he didn't care about this pain at all, and he just wanted to kill Zhao Chong.

However, now that he had used the Sanqing Sword Style, Mu Feng finally found it difficult to hold on, and the brilliant golden light in his hand gradually began to decline and became a little dim.

"Haha, that's all there is to it?" Zhao Chong saw that Mu Feng was already at the end of his crossbow, and stood up from the ground in a hurry, and his heart was full of emotion.

If he hadn't found that person for help in time, he would have been dismantled just now, only Zhao Chong, who was standing in Mu Feng's sword dance, knew how fast Mu Feng's sword was, and several times he thought that Mu Feng's sword would pierce his body, but he didn't expect to be parried down by the mysterious magic circle given by the phantom one by one.

"It's enough to kill you" Mu Feng forcibly took a breath to keep himself from relaxing, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stared at Zhao Chong in front of him fiercely.

"You don't have the ability to kill me now, although you cut off a hand, it's enough to kill you." Zhao Chong sneered coldly, and as soon as he finished speaking, his left hand stretched out and grabbed the sky, and a flaming flame sword appeared in his hand, and the temperature in the side hall also rose sharply because of the appearance of this flame sword.