Call!

The Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, the lush tall trees are in the shade, making this space extremely heavy in terms of water vapor!

A cold wind blew, and the weather was clear just now, and at this time, there were dark clouds slowly moving and brewing.

At this time, in front of the Giant Ape Valley, the strong smell of gunpowder was about to erupt.

"Senior Brother Zhong, he killed Senior Brother Ma, let me meet him first, senior brothers, press the formation for me!"

One is also quite strong, and he is one of the few strong people in the Liuyun Sect other than Zhong Wuji.

This person's eyes twinkled.

I thought in my heart, if I could kill Mu Feng.

Not only can you befriend Zhong Wuji, but in the sect, you will definitely be able to win the appreciation of the high-level Daoists, killing two birds with one stone.

"This person, named Du Zhipeng, is a core disciple of the Liuyun Sect, ranking among the top ten. ”

"I heard that the realm has broken through to the fourth level of the Martial Sect, and the strength is extremely strong. ”

"Well, moreover, he is ruthless, and he is a deep-minded person, which is very difficult. ”

"This kid killed an elder of the outer gate of the Liuyun Sect, he couldn't be arrogant, and now, he is besieged by many genius disciples of the Liuyun Sect, I'm afraid, it will be difficult to fly today. ”

The warriors who were watching around talked about it.

"Well, there you go. ”

Although Zhong Wuji wanted to kill Mu Feng very much.

However, since Mu Feng had fallen into their siege, in his eyes, the young man at this time was already a corpse.

What he has to do is torture this kid a thousand, ten thousand times.

Let him regret coming to the world!

Zhong Wuji's heart was full of resentment, but the corners of his mouth were like cats and mice.

"It's up to you?!"

The anger in Mu Feng's chest was churning, and the endless anger could only be washed away with the blood of this Liuyun Sect disciple.

All those who humiliated his brother must die today!

"Boy, Hugh is arrogant!"

Du Zhipeng, with a flip of his palm, a broadsword appeared in his hand, surging spiritual power, constantly rolling.

Above the head, more than 4,000 bottles of giant tripod phantom shadows were formed in an instant, and the momentum was terrifying.

Tick!

A crystal raindrop fell on the leaves.

At this moment, Du Zhipeng moved.

Rumble!

Under the soles of his feet, the rock and soil exploded, and the tall Du Zhipeng, like a beast out of the cage, held a broadsword, and slashed at Mu Feng angrily with a fierce and unparalleled momentum.

"Overlord Sword Technique!"

The earthy yellow sword qi smashed down like a giant gate.

Even if it is far away, the place where the sword qi oppresses emits a crack!

It can be seen how terrifying this sword is!

Call!

At this moment, Mu Feng also moved, stretched out his palm, and grabbed at the broadsword.

"Is this kid crazy?"

"Do you know that you can't escape, and you are bent on seeking death, so as not to suffer inhuman torture later?!"

"It must have been. In that case, why bother, wouldn't it be better to have a little more? ”

The people around shook their heads.

"Jie Ji ......"

Du Zhipeng smiled ugly, and the broadsword in his hand smashed down with a huge shadow.

Boom!

A dull sound, a terrifying energy, swept away from the two of them.

Even, the ground around Mu Feng was like a carpet, and the waves were rolling.

Rise!

A loud dragon roar resounded throughout the audience.

What shocked everyone inexplicably was that the thin figure actually grabbed Du Zhipeng, the powerful sword of the four powerhouses of the Martial Sect with his bare hands!

Unarmed!

At this time, Mu Feng's body was entangled by the five-clawed golden dragon, and he was handsome.

With the bonus of two thousand three hundred dragon patterns becoming stronger, even the inferior divine soldiers don't want to break through Mu Feng's body!

At this time, the most shocking person is none other than Du Zhipeng.

His hands, under this sword, cracked open, and blood soared.

The sword seemed to slash at the impregnable boulder, shaking his entire arm numbly, and the broadsword almost came out of his hand.

At this time, when he looked at the purple-clothed young man again, a look of jealousy flashed in Du Zhipeng's eyes.

He knew deep down that he was afraid that he had kicked the iron plate this time.

Since he was promoted to the Martial Sect Quadruple a few days ago, he has been bursting with confidence!

I didn't expect this kid's body to be so hard!

And Zhong Wuji, who was not far away, had a flash in his eyes.

In the depths of his eyes, a hint of greed rolled.

Mu Feng, a sixteen-year-old boy, actually cultivated such a powerful body refining technique, which made him greedy.

"Retreat. ”

Seeing a cold edge flashing under Mu Feng's eyes, Du Zhipeng had the idea of retreating.

"Come to die, do you want to leave?"

Mu Feng snorted coldly, and in his hand, a purple long sword appeared, a purple light sword!

Snort!

With a slight shock, two purple rays flashed away.

"Lingxiao Nine Swords, Wind Rail Style!"

Feeling a cold sense of danger, Du Zhipeng was shocked.

"Senior Brother Zhong, save ......"

However, before he finished speaking, he only felt a chill in his throat.

Then, he was shocked to see a headless corpse, running, looking a little familiar, like his own body.

When I looked down, there was nothing underneath.

"Ah~~~"

A scream of horror, Du Zhipeng, die!

Wow!

Those present, including the rest of the sect members who were watching, were shocked and took a few steps back.

This kid's sword is simply too evil, as if it has blended into the wind, ethereal and difficult to find.

Du Zhipeng, just feeling the breeze blowing, he was cut off with a sword.

"Divine soldiers?"

Zhong Wuji's eyes lit up again.

Du Zhipeng's death, he didn't care.

Seeing Mu Feng take out a divine weapon again, this made his heart even hotter.

"Give treasure to the riches. ”

The killing intent in Zhong Wuji's heart was actually covered by joy, which shows how cold this son is.

"Damn. ”

"Presumptuous, you dare to kill Senior Brother Du. ”

"Don't be afraid, he's only one person, let's go up together and kill him. ”

......

Mu Feng's action of killing Du Zhipeng completely made many Tianjiao of the Liuyun Sect angry.

A large bucket of water appeared in Mu Feng's backhand, washing away the filth on Leng Wushuang's body, and then put it into the space of the Zhentian Tower.

In a pair of cold eyes, there seemed to be a flame burning.

"You scumbags, let's leave them all. ”

Mu Feng said murderously.

Whoa~~~

At this moment, the dark clouds that had been brewing in the sky for a long time finally rained down!

"Do it!"

Zhong Wuji didn't want to change again, so he roared angrily.

Suddenly, hundreds of disciples of the Liuyun Sect sacrificed their weapons one after another, and their majestic spiritual power rushed straight into the sky, filling the sky with phantoms, shaking the rain away.

Boom Boom Boom !!

Like the roar of thunder, countless martial arts brewed and exploded.

Like a torrent of meteorites, it shot angrily towards Mu Feng's location.

These warriors, the weakest of them all have martial arts ninefolds, hundreds of people have a hateful blow, the power is terrifying, and the people around them who are watching the battle are shocked and retreat.

Airplanes!

Mu Feng's feet were illusory, and his body was erratic.

Brush brush brush brush ~~~

In an instant, hundreds of Mu Feng's figures appeared in an instant.

"This ......"

The disciples of the Liuyun Sect were directly confused, which one was the real body.

Laugh at!

At this moment, a Flowing Cloud Sect disciple was cut in half in his body, and blood flowed from his intestines.

The rain poured down, and the ground was painted blood red.

The prologue to the killing has officially begun!

(End of chapter)