86_86259 Qian Yi and Mu Feng both thought of the same person when they saw this scene, Qian Yi frowned tightly and hurriedly rushed towards the ring with worry, looking at Qian Yi's anxious and impotent look, nodded thoughtfully, and then smiled bitterly and let out a light sigh.

At this moment, the sunset has set into the sea of clouds, and the brilliant fiery clouds in the sunset sky have gradually dimmed, and the bell of the end rings through the clouds and echoes among the mountains and forests, but everyone in the square seems to be eager for it.

Almost all of them looked surprised as they watched the strange scene in the ring.

"I see, I was thinking that you must be much stronger than me if you can block my sword, but I didn't expect this to be the case." Looking at the ghost-faced man in front of him, who was already parallel to him, Mu Feng finally understood and smiled bitterly.

"Now that you know, do you think you can still win?" The soft, hoarse voice of the previous one was gone, replaced by Sishan's cold but sweet voice.

"I'm surprised, you seem to have comprehended the last sword. Then give it a try! Mu Feng smiled bitterly and exhaled deeply.

When everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, the sword in Mu Feng's hand began to tremble, almost uncontrollable, as if he had an autonomous consciousness and wanted to break free from Mu Feng's shackles, and the sword body shone brightly, and a black pillar of light shot straight into the sky from the position of the sword hilt.

In the midst of everyone's uproar, the silver long sword in the hand of the ghost-faced man standing opposite Mu Feng was the same as what Mu Feng had done before, the white light turned into a sword shadow in the sky, and in an instant, it quickly flew back to the sword she held in both hands, and in an instant, the sword was full of light, and a white light rose to the sky.

Two rays of light, one black and one white, burst out from the swords in the hands of the two people, and in the small city where the Qingxuan clan lived dozens of miles away, countless people noticed the two dazzling pillars of light on the Qingxuan Mountain where a trace of outline could be vaguely seen, and they all stopped and looked in the direction of Qingxuan Mountain with a puzzled expression.

"It's so familiar, it looks like that old guy has a successor!" Elder Wan of the Ancient Netherworld Sect in front of the palace looked at Mu Feng and the ghost-faced man's two invincible swords so dazzling, and a figure wearing a green robe holding a long sword overflowing with cold light also appeared in his mind, who was it not Chu Zhen?

"Back then, with a set of amazing sword skills, he broke into a bloody battle for three days, and retreated after leaving thousands of corpses behind by the barbarians, he is also a ghost!" Zhuang Bufan nodded, and also sighed with some emotion.

"It's a pity that swordsmanship is not orthodox, he returned with regret and created Santai Mountain in Baiyue, it's a pity!" Yun Bei shook his head regretfully and sighed.

"He has taught two good apprentices, the Sanqing Sword Style, I haven't seen it for a long time."

"Hmph, no matter how strong your heart is, it's just a dead end!" In the Cloud Heaven Palace, which had been silent, the hall master Jiang Li snorted coldly with a sneering face that was not impressed.

The three people around him did not answer his remarks, but instead looked intently at the two people in the ring in the distance.

"Broken!"

As the two of them drank in unison, the black and white pillars of light suddenly tilted, and the two dazzling pillars of light collided together in the exclamation of everyone.

"Bang" There was a shocking sound, the entire Qingxuan Mountain trembled, the dazzling bright light made everyone present unable to open their eyes, a monstrous wave swept down, and the tall and stable ring shattered and collapsed.

Dozens of cultivators who were close to the ring were even more injured by the debris of the ring mixed with this majestic wave of qi, and in an instant, dozens of people were directly knocked out, with the ring as the center, and the surrounding radius of ten meters was clearly visible to the naked eye, like a strong wind falling from the sky, blowing away a qiē object around it.

At the center where the two met was a cloud with a diameter of 10 meters, which lasted for a long time. The corners of Mu Feng's mouth and nostrils were bleeding crimson blood, his sword-holding hands were trembling, still gritting his teeth, and the robes on his body had been shattered, revealing his sturdy upper body.

And the silver long sword in the hand of the ghost-faced man opposite her actually appeared in the halo with a slight crack, and the two strong lights of black and white intertwined with each other to suppress and contend with each other, and the originally evenly matched scene seemed to be still when the sword in the ghost-faced man's hand suddenly shattered.

Everyone in the square held their breath and didn't even dare to breathe, their eyes looked directly at the two figures in mid-air who were in the frenzied sword qi in the sky, for fear that they would miss something in the blink of an eye.

Qian Yi's eyes in the crowd were full of panic and uneasiness, but he knew that now that he was done with everything, he was powerless to prevent this qiē from happening, so he could only watch as the black-robed ghost-faced man was slashed by Mu Feng's sword and hurriedly summoned a large amount of soul energy to block him in front of him after his weapon was shattered.

"Bang" When the sword in the ghost-faced man's hand was shattered, Mu Feng was also overjoyed in his heart, and without hesitation, he urged the majestic black sword qi, as if a divine blow fell from the sky, turning into an incomparably huge and terrifying black giant sword aimed at her body and pierced down.

The ghostface man continued to summon a large amount of soul energy to block in front of him, but it seemed to be futile to do this at this moment, and when the giant sword fell from the sky, the huge impact instantly smashed her from mid-air.

Crashing into the ring that had become a ruin, there was a splash of dust, and even the white jade square under the sawdust showed the slightest crack.

The earth-shattering scene made everyone present stunned and silent, when Mu Feng's pale face and trembling body slowly fell from mid-air, the brief whereabouts made him see clearly the cultivators below who had long been so shocked that they couldn't speak, and all the previous doubts and disdain were replaced by the horror and stunned on their faces.

People who are really more capable than you have no leisure to say irresponsible things to you, life needs guidance but never needs to point fingers, and in the face of this kind of disdain and doubt, the best way is to prove yourself with the strength that has convinced those who have questioned you!

Mu Feng undoubtedly did it, the young cultivators who were still laughing at him before all felt that their faces were a little hot and painful at this moment, and Zhuo Zichen on the stone steps in the distance also stared at Mu Feng with wide eyes and a look of disbelief, Xia Ruolan and Yin Feng, who had always been moody, both showed shocked expressions.

Incompetent looked at Mu Feng with surprise in his eyes, he knew that Mu Fengying had hidden strength, but he didn't expect to be able to burst out with such an amazing sword, even he might not be able to do foolproof under his sword.

After half a ring, when the smoke and dust disappeared and landed, Mu Feng staggered and landed on the wooden block in the ruins of the ring, half-kneeling on the ground and inserting the sword upside down to support his extremely weak body, although he was already able to barely cast the third sword, but compared to Chu Zhen, it was still far from it, and even so, the side effects brought by it after casting it were unbearable for Mu Feng