"Oh?"

Mu Feng raised his eyebrows, and now he has the confidence to fight this dark night, and defeat, or even kill the opponent.

However, seeing the dark night in such a confident posture still raised a bad premonition in his heart.

"Since you're obsessed, let me show you what I'm doing. ”

Dark Night smiled.

With a wave of his palm, a huge storage bag, directly pointing down, flew out of a blood-colored altar dozens of zhang in size.

"Buzz!"

Vaguely, Mu Feng saw a trace of fanaticism in the eyes of several martial artists wrapped in the black mist behind the dark night.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen figures shrouded in the Black Mist Sect shot at the disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect and other sects around them!

"Ah, what are you going to do?!"

An angry voice sounded, and a martial artist at the peak of the martial arts realm of the Flowing Cloud Sect was directly grabbed by the black mist man and directly torn apart, and blood and flesh were sprinkled on the altar.

"Ahh

In the end, only the mournful screams of the warrior echoed in the air.

"Bold!"

The Liuyun Sect was immediately furious, and they were about to resist one after another.

"Humph!"

In the proud dark night, a cold humming sound, like the wind in the middle of winter, made the warriors who had just risen a trace of resistance shocked.

"Run!"

Countless disciples of the Liuyun Sect screamed in their mouths and fled one after another.

However, the man shrouded in the black mist, like a terrible ghost asking for his life, directly tore the flesh of one disciple after another to pieces and sprinkled it on the altar.

Wrapped in the flesh and blood of countless warriors, the blood-colored altar emitted a demonic red glow, and it seemed that there was an extremely evil aura brewing.

"Jiji, this was originally a means that I was going to leave to Wutong, but you kid is too evil, so let's get rid of you first. ”

In the dark night, looking at Mu Feng, he was full of murderous intent.

"Ahh......h

At this time, one after another screams rang out.

The figure in the black fog that followed the dark night was extremely powerful, like a killing machine, harvesting the lives of the disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect.

"Senior brother, save me!"

A disciple pounced directly in front of Situ Kongming, but was directly dragged by the man in the black mist behind him, torn into pieces, and merged into the blood-colored altar.

Although, Situ Kongming was extremely angry.

However, the fists were clenched, and even, the nails were buckled into the flesh, and the blood flowed, but they did not dare to make a move.

Because, he knows, if he makes a move. He will be greeted by a devastating blow from the night.

Compared to the dark night, which is the third on the junior supreme list, he is simply an ant!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

With the blood-colored altar as the center, a circle of blood-red waves overflowed.

A cold, evil aura gradually grew.

Mu Feng frowned slightly, although, at this time, he was extremely confident in his strength.

However, this blood-red altar, like a demon gradually awakening, made him feel a trace of palpitations.

Mu Feng didn't have a good impression of that Liuyun Sect disciple.

However, I also know that I have to make a move!

Laugh at!

The purple light sword trembled slightly, and a brilliant sword light flashed away.

Facing the storm, it seemed to slash the heavens and the earth open, and blasted towards the blood-colored altar.

"桀桀~~~"

With a cold smile, a giant scythe with an exaggerated shape appeared in the palm of the dark night, and on it, the air was lifeless.

"Death Harvest!"

With a roar, the exaggerated scythe in his hand crossed a terrible trajectory in the air, and a knife shot out.

Boom!

Two attacks, banging into each other!

The sound of a violent explosion swept through a radius of several miles.

The rocks fell, and the earth was torn out of hideous scars!

Knock knock!

In the dark night with a huge bone scythe in hand, the footsteps are continuous!

Every time you take a step, the hard bluestone ground is shattered into a spider's web-like fine crack!

It took hundreds of steps before it stopped.

On the other hand, Mu Feng's body only shook a few times before stabilizing his figure.

This blow, the verdict is high!

"How can you be so strong!"

At this time, the most shocking thing is the dark night, the last time they met, if it weren't for the conditions of Zhentian Tower, he would definitely be able to kill Mu Feng.

However, when they met again, Mu Feng gave him a fierce shock!

"This son must die!"

Gritting his teeth fiercely, the eyes that looked at Mu Feng in the dark night were full of crazy killing intent and jealousy.

In my heart, there is a hint of jealousy.

It's only been a long time.

If you give this teenager another year and a half of growth time, won't he become a fish to be slaughtered by others!

"Damn, it is worthy of the ruthless man who defeated my burning Yan, and he actually had the upper hand in the first confrontation with the dark night. ”

Dozens of miles away, the burning Yan on the hillside, looking at Mu Feng's might, actually carried a trace of sickly excitement.

At the same time, when he looked at the Liuyun Sect, his face was full of sneers.

He didn't expect that this dark evil palace would be so vicious, taking the flesh and blood of a warrior as a sacrifice, it seemed that it was summoning something! However, seeing Situ Kongming's embarrassed look, he was extremely happy.

On top of another mountain.

A man in golden armor, like a god of war, his eyes were slightly condensed.

"This Mu Feng doesn't seem to be simple. ”

The encounter between Mu Feng and Dark Night, with his eyesight, could naturally see that it was not a temptation.

"Of course, I told you a long time ago, my little brother is very powerful. ”

waved a pink Xiaoxiu fist, although Yang Yu didn't expect Mu Feng's strength to be so strong, but his beautiful eyes were full of excitement.

"But where the night came from, the means were strange and varied. That red altar, even I feel a hint of danger, so, I hope your little brother will work a miracle again. ”

"What!"

The Xuantianmen martial artists behind Wu Tong were shocked when they heard this.

Because, in their minds, Wutong has always been synonymous with calm and invincible.

However, even such a powerful existence felt the aura of danger from the red altar.

The crowd stared at it with horror in their eyes, hoping to see what was going to happen there.

"These guys from the Dark Evil Palace, their methods are always so infuriating!"

Yang Xuan was furious.

With a slight squint in his eyes, Jiang Taigong said coldly: "Yes, but this group of reptilian-like things is too mysterious." Moreover, the strength is getting stronger and stronger, and in addition, the character of retribution makes everyone who wants to move them extremely jealous. ”

"So, if we make a move, we're going to make them feel it. ”

"Now, in there, it's a practice for these little guys, I hope they don't let me be disappointed. ”

A streamer flashed in Jiang Taigong's eyes, and the figure of a purple-clothed young man flickered slightly.

ps: Very busy rhythm, it's not over yet, but, it should be fast, once it's over, resume the three watches!

(End of chapter)