Getting rid of the pursuers, Mu Yu shuttled between the canopies in a straight line, and his speed was obviously much faster. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

By the time the phantom array was broken, Mu Yu had already advanced for more than twenty miles. The two peak warriors who escaped from the predicament tracked down for a moment before they lost their direction under the misdirection of the traces deliberately created by Mu Yu, and had to return in a huff.

Along the way, Mu Yu didn't dare to slack off, grabbing a fast intermediate yuan stone refining with both hands, and always vigilant around. The originally depleted dantian has now recovered two percent of its vitality. There was nothing to do all the way, and Mu Yu quickly crossed the forest.

At the border with the forest is a meadow, and at this time, it is only ten miles away from Baiyan Mountain, and you can already see the mountain of Baiyan Mountain. Baiyan Mountain is a small limestone hill with a white color. The height is less than 100 zhang, and there is a pavilion on the top of the mountain, which is the destination of Mu Yu's trip.

However, at the moment when Mu Yu stepped into the grass, a Yin Measurement voice came from under a tree near Mu Yu: "Little guy, you have made me wait for the old man Yin Feng for so long, is it time to pay a price." As soon as the words fell, a gloomy old man stepped out of the shadow of the tree.

An extremely dangerous aura locked on Mu Yu, making it difficult for him to move! didn't have to think about it, Mu Yu ignored his injuries, forcibly urged his body method, and shot towards Baiyan Mountain, but he was shocked in his heart: "It's not good, I actually met a strong man in the martial arts realm here!" ”

Seeing this, a hint of banter flashed in the eyes of the old man of Yin Feng, and he disappeared in an instant like a ghost with a light movement of his footsteps.

"Ahem, if you meet my old man Yin Feng and want to run, leave it for the old man!" A coughing sound sounded in Mu Yu's ears, but he saw the old man Yin Feng appear beside Mu Yu like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

"Danger!" With a secret scream, Mu Yu was about to forcibly change direction.

However, it was already too late, and a cane made of human bones, with an eerie aura, grabbed at Mu Yu. A big white bone hand composed of vitality appeared from the void and pressed it directly at Mu Yu. Between the smoke and dust, Mu Yu was pressed into the ground, and the sound of broken bones came out.

"Little guy, give the Xuan-level martial arts to the old man obediently. Maybe the old man will be happy and torture you a little for a day or two, and then he will send you back to heaven, cough cough. The old man of Yin Wind screamed strangely, and his voice was piercing, like the sound of a crow coughing dryly.

The old man of Yin Feng is a casual cultivator in Yishui City, and his cultivation has reached the junior level of martial arts. He has a cruel and murderous personality and takes pleasure in abusing martial artists. All the warriors who were captured by him had experienced all kinds of inhuman abuse and were tortured to death.

There have been martial artists who have come forward to gather dozens of warriors to besiege and kill him, but the old man Yin Feng is strong and good at escaping, and has escaped repeatedly, and no one has corrected him for many years.

The old man of Yin Feng passed by Anyuan City this time to escape the vendetta, but when he was about to enter the city, he happened to see a large number of warriors chasing Mu Yu. The old man's eyes lit up, and with his years of experience, he expected that Mu Yu must have attracted the chase because he was carrying a heavy treasure. Thinking of this, he followed him, intending to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

But Mu Yu's "Whirling Feather Kill" deeply shocked him, and with such combat power, even he felt quite tricky. So he kept lurking until Mu Yu fled into the forest, and the old man of Yin Feng had an idea. After calculating Mu Yu's route, he already knew that Mu Yu's destination was Baiyan Mountain, so he waited here early.

Coughing several times in a row, he was embedded in the ground and moved slightly, and the pain of broken bones distorted his face.

Ten miles away on the top of Baiyan Mountain, Nie Chenfei was leisurely drinking tea in the pavilion, and he had already seen through the whereabouts of the old man Yin Feng: "This martial artist has finally made a move, and he is really cunning. If it weren't for me, Mu Yu might have fallen. If Mu Yu has no back-up moves, I'll just make another move. As he spoke, he looked at Mu Yu

Neither of the two people on the grass noticed Nie Chenfei's existence, or in the sense of their divine sense, the pavilion was empty, and they couldn't sense Nie Chenfei at all.

The old man was clumsy, with messy hair and dark spots on his face. The tattered cloth clothes, the swaying body, the whole person is covered with skin and bones, like a skeleton.

"Little one, it's not going to be thought about. The old man's patience is limited, but he doesn't have time to spend it with you here, cough cough. With a violent cough, the old man of Yin Feng slowly walked towards Mu Yu, and the human bone cane struck again.

In the pavilion, Nie Chenfei's right index finger was raised slightly, and a terrifying energy condensed at his fingertips, aiming directly at the old man Yin Feng. If this plan hits the old man Yin Feng, he will be wiped out in an instant.

A strong life and death crisis shrouded him, but he saw Mu Yu bounce directly. Mo Wenjian was one gear in front of his chest, and he directly controlled the cane, but the huge force from the cane easily bounced Mu Yu away.

"Whirling Feather Kill!" With a violent sound, Mu Yu's sword technique was cast, and the sword qi brought a slight wind.

"Not good!" The old man of Yin Feng had seen the power of Mu Yu's swordsmanship before, even if Mu Yu was seriously injured at the moment, he was unwilling to risk his life, and immediately retreated backwards.

Seeing that the feint attack worked, Mu Yu smiled hard, and Mo Wen returned the sword to its sheath. Taking advantage of the retreat of the old man of the yin wind, he used his last strength to fly towards Baiyan Mountain. This sword is just a false move, and Mu Yu is no longer able to make a sword in his current state.

If it is at its peak, Mu Yu's combat power is infinitely close to that of a martial artist, and he is not afraid to fight with him. But now that his vitality is low, coupled with serious injuries, there is only one way to escape.

"It's not good, it's tricky, what a treacherous boy! Ahem. "Finding out that the old man of Yin Feng was very angry. With a rush of his body, he looked like a ghost, and quickly chased after Mu Yu. He escaped from danger several times, relying on his physical skills. Although Mu Yu took the lead, he was gradually caught up.

"It's close, hold on a little longer and you'll be there!" Another mouthful of blood spurted out, Mu Yu desperately showed his skills, and Baiyan Mountain was close in front of him!

At this moment, the strange scream of the old man Yin Feng came from his ears again, and Mu Yu had already caught up: "Little guy, let me die!" Shadow Binding. ”

I saw five ghost shadows flying out of the human bone cane, and with endless resentment, they instantly wrapped around Mu Yu's body, and the sharp teeth in his mouth continued to gnaw at Mu Yu's soul.

A cold aura enveloped his body, and the pain of gnawing at his soul made Mu Yu's forehead break green.

"Little one, you can't escape this time." Mu Yu escaped several times, but the old man of Yin Feng had lost his patience, and immediately screamed: "Evil ghost change!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the five ghost shadows that were wrapped around Mu Yu's body immediately changed, and they turned into blue-faced and fanged evil ghosts. Until it became a three-zhang giant, a hideous single horn grew from the center of the evil ghost's eyebrows, terrifying and abnormal!

Mu Yu only felt that his body was imprisoned by something, and he couldn't move the slightest. The cold aura became heavier and heavier, and the vitality in Mu Yu's dantian seemed to be frozen, and it gradually became unable to function.

Seeing that the five evil ghosts were about to devour Mu Yu, Nie Chenfei moved his fingers and was about to attack the old man Yin Feng. But at this moment, a sword aura rushed into the sky! Nie Chenfei snapped his fingers and continued to drink tea.

But when he saw a broken black iron sword on Mu Yu's back, a clear sound came out, and the slightest sword qi came out, and the ghost was blocked for a while.

This black iron long sword was Mu Yu's previous sword, which was seriously damaged after the battle with Yan Tian. Mu Yu was reluctant to abandon it and put it in the quiver behind his back. As soon as the Mo Wen sword was retracted, the broken black iron sword was restarted.

Mu Yu's eyes closed slightly, and a wave of battle intent came from the black iron sword. Feeling the will of the black iron sword, Mu Yu sighed lightly: "Good partner, I understand." In that case, let me show you your last glory! ”

A sigh, a love, a memory, a pity. It is a respect for the sword, but also a reluctance to lose. It is a glorious ending, an elegy for the sword, and the final swan song of the sword!

I saw Mu Yu holding the black iron sword in both hands and sticking it to the center of his eyebrows, and his expression was extremely solemn: "From now on, your name: Black Feather Sword!" ”

With a reluctant voice, the mysterious mantra was read out of Mu Yu's mouth, and bursts of runes appeared around the black feather sword, and the sword body flashed with a mysterious glimmer. Mu Yu threw the black feather sword into the air: ""Sacrificial Sword Technique, the streamer sword shadow explodes!" ”

The old man of Yin Feng desperately urged the five evil ghosts, but no matter how he drove them, the five evil ghosts were never able to get close to Mu Yu.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old man was about to withdraw, but it was too late. As Mu Yukou finished his decision, the Black Feather Sword instantly turned into three, and three turned into nine. A total of nine sword shadows turned into streamers and disappeared, and when they reappeared, they were directly nailed to the eyebrows of the five evil ghosts, as well as one sword on each of the limbs of the old man of Yin Feng.

"No......" exclaimed, and the old man felt the breath of death, and the four lightsabers nailed him to the void and could not move, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Boom!" Mu Yu sighed, his eyes full of reluctance.

Nine loud noises came out at the same time, and the fierce sword qi was vertical and horizontal. In the frightened gaze of the old man Yin Feng, the five evil ghosts were directly scattered. At the critical moment, the old man of Yin Feng used his whole body's yuan power to protect the vital points around his body, but the four lightsabers still blew half of his body apart.

"Sacrificial Sword Technique" was discovered by Mu Yu in an ancient book, but he didn't expect to use it at this moment. The "sacrificial sword technique" is extremely demanding, and only those who want to figure out the sword can use it. The Black Feather Sword has followed Mu Yu through countless battles, and he has long been connected to his heart before he can use it.

The swordsman, the soldier of the king. Unwilling to be scrapped and abandoned, willing to give up oneself for the last glory, this is the funeral of the sword! Thus was born the "Sacrificial Sword Technique", which is the last swan song of the sword. All the sword intent accumulated since the sword was forged exploded in an instant, and it never existed in heaven and earth.

A sword worked, Mu Yu did not delay any longer, and tried his last yuan power to sweep up Baiyan Mountain. However, the grade of the Black Feather Sword was limited, and Mu Yu's Yuan Power was exhausted. Although this sword seriously injured the old man Yin Feng, it did not cause death.

"Boy, I want you dead!" The old man of Yin Wind dragged his stump and roared and rushed up to Baiyan Mountain, and the human bone cane was about to penetrate Mu Yu's heart, and the old man of Yin Wind showed a cruel strange smile.

However, just as Mu Yu stepped into the pavilion, a handsome man suddenly appeared on the stone bench in the pavilion, pouring tea into the teacup on the stone table in front of him.

I saw the index finger of the man's right hand casually pointing at the old man Yin Feng, and a huge pillar of light shot out from his fingertips. The dazzling white light flashed, and there was no one else in the entire Baiyan Mountain except for him and Mu Yu. It seems that the old man of Yin Feng has never appeared, and he can't find any traces!