"Senior!" Ling Feng shouted, there was a flash of golden light behind him, with a clear sound, the air wave rolled out, and his eyes suddenly darkened, when Ling Feng fixed his eyes and looked again, a huge goshawk had already swept in front of him, "Come up!" A low shout, a dry palm stretched out on the eagle's back, Ling Feng took advantage of the situation, a pulling force came, and his whole person was pulled to the eagle's back.

Although he had long known that the battle spirit of the night was a giant eagle, Ling Feng didn't expect that this eagle could still lead people, and before he had time to sigh too much, the giant eagle had already swept into the middle of the swamp, and at this time, the head of the snake that had been cut off had been held in the arms of the Martial God Sect with a knife, and seeing that a giant eagle suddenly attacked, Wu Anrui's expression suddenly changed, "Quick, take the wind seed!"

The man holding the head of the snake was still looking at the thing in his arms with excitement on his face, and suddenly a figure fell in front of him, "The desert is lonely!" Ling Feng jumped down from the back of the eagle and landed on the surface of the swamp without even stopping for a second, he directly launched an attack.

At this time, whether it was Wu Anrui or Mu Sangtu, they had just started to rush towards this side, only to see that the sky was dark, and suddenly the yellow sand was all over the field, followed by a tornado that rushed to the sky, and before the man holding the snake head could react, the tornado swept directly in front of his eyes, "flutter" There was a muffled sound, and the seven-star sword in Ling Feng's hand penetrated the person's shoulder, and after the sword flew away, the snake head naturally fell into Ling Feng's hand.

"That's it!" Ling Feng, who was wearing a mask, smiled in a low voice, and directly stuffed the snake's head into his arms, and then turned around, and began to run quickly in the direction of the hillside, from cutting off the snake's head to Ling Feng snatching the snake's head, the whole process was only about ten seconds, and many of the people of the Martial God Sect didn't react to what was going on, and only after their fellow disciples fell to the ground did those people start to move.

"Red Flame Demon Chain!" Mu Sangtu, who had been frostbitten before, had slightly red eyes, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to shatter Ling Feng's back into ten thousand pieces, and the red flames came out from Mu Sangtu's hand that was bent into a claw-like shape because of anger, and the flame chains with the thickness of a baby's arm were like wandering spirit snakes, rushing towards Ling Feng, whirring in mid-air.

Ling Feng's feet were wrapped with a thick cyan gas, it looked like he was flying on a green cloud, the speed was very fast, and the chain of flames that invaded from behind was not slow, but faster than Ling Feng, and in the blink of an eye, the scorching temperature seemed to be about to burn Ling Feng's back.

Ling Fengxin, who was running hard, mentioned his throat, although he was not much different from Mu Sangtu in terms of fighting strength, but this guy mastered the thunder fire, according to the strength gap between them, once this thunder fire was touched, Ling Feng would be a dead end, so his little life was all tied to Ye Wuxian, whether he could stop Mu Sangtu or not, it was up to Ye Wuxian.

At this time, Wu Anrui was resisting the crazy counterattack of the Martial God Sect, although these twenty people were not Ye Wuxian's opponents when they took out any of them, but they were stacked together, and the sword and sword cut down were not something that Ye Wuxian could refuse with one blow, and after a few moves, Ye Wuxian stretched out his hand and pointed, only to see Mu Sangtu, who was manipulating the fire chain to pursue Ling Feng, snorted, and his shoulders were already dyed red.

"Sure enough, it doesn't work" Ye Wuxian sighed in his heart, his current strength is very unstable, and he can only use the power of fighting that is temporarily left in the sea of qi, the damage caused by this silk fighting power is far inferior to Ye Wuxian's original condensing finger, if this finger is replaced by Ye Wuxian before he was not injured, Mu Sangtu has already become a corpse, and now, a finger hit, but it only hurt him.

Seeing that the fire chain that was about to chase Ling Feng was interrupted by the blow of Ye Wuwu's condensing finger, by the time Mu Sangtu regained control of the fire chain, Ling Feng had already disappeared into the shadowy dense forest, and there was no trace at all.

"Senior, let's go!" A shout came from the forest, Ye Wuxian no longer loves to fight, and shook a few people around him with a sound, but he jumped up in a flash, and the giant eagle hovering above his head rushed forward prostrately, and he steadily brought Ye Wuxian up, and the eagle wings slapped twice, and Ye Wuxian was more than ten meters away.

Mu Sangtu, who couldn't catch up with Ling Feng, was furious, and with a turn of his eyes, the seven or eight chains of fire that flew like octopus tentacles stretched towards the giant eagle in the air, "Wind escape, hurricane blade!" I saw Ye Wuxian half-squatting on the eagle's back, and a cyan mist suddenly floated up and down his body, and the mist floated a few inches in front of him, and then turned into four vertical blades in the low cheer of Ye Wuxian.

The blade was completely composed of fighting power, and the small wheals were rapidly moving up and down, making the blades look very dazzling, and with a push of both hands, the four blades rushed towards the fire chain.

There was a chaotic sound of "stabbing and lala", and the seemingly thin wind blade unexpectedly cut the fire chain, and the chain flying up and down was slashed into fireworks by the wind blade, and in the flickering fire of Thunderbolt Kara, the night warrior rode the giant eagle into the forest.

"Chase!" Mu Sangtu withdrew the remaining half of the fire chain and shouted with a cold face, and after a little hesitation, those people from the Martial God Sect who were chasing after him chased after Ling Feng and Ye Wuxian disappeared.

And Mu Sangtu, who should have followed the past, went backwards, because Wu Anrui, who had cast the Quartet Enchantment and emptied all the fighting power, had already retreated to the shore, "What are you doing when you come back, why don't you go and snatch the wind seed back?" Wu Anrui's face turned pale, one hand pressed his chest, and he roared hideously.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" The corners of Mu Sangtu's eyes trembled slightly, as he saw that Wu Anrui was holding his chest with his hand, and some dark red slowly oozed out. "I'm fine, go and recover the wind seed. Wu Anrui took a deep breath and said, but Mu Sangtu didn't go, but walked hobbled to Wu Anrui, "You still don't go?" Wu Anrui's eyes widened, and Mu Sangtu's white and tender fingers gently pulled away Wu Anrui's hand covering his chest.

I saw a drill hole the size of a dragon's eye on the gorgeous fighter's robe, and after Wu Anrui's hand was removed, the blood sprayed out directly like a stream that had escaped the gate, "Senior brother..." Mu Sangtu was stunned there, he didn't expect Wu Anrui to be so seriously injured, Wu Anrui had already become suspicious before he didn't chase after Mu Sangtu, and now he saw that the three souls were missing and the seven spirits were completely stunned.

"We underestimated the two-headed viper, and his ice spikes hit me. Wu Anrui smiled bitterly and shook his head, despite the full preparation, the accident still happened, the only thing they didn't calculate was that the two-headed viper, as a guardian, was able to manipulate the strange wind, and the only mistake was to kill Wu Anrui.

No matter how talented a fighter he is, and no matter what status he has in the Martial God Sect, a hidden ice thorn will turn all of this into a dark cloud, although the fighter is much more powerful than ordinary people, but in essence, they are still not out of the human category, the heart is penetrated, and Wu Anrui will definitely die.

"Senior brother..." Mu Sangtu's lips trembled very much, Wu Anrui was already weakly half sitting on the ground, Mu Sangtu knelt down, his hands were flustered and wanted to cover Wu Anrui's wounds, but the tighter he covered, the more blood seemed to gush out, and in the blink of an eye, Mu Sangtu's hands, which were more beautiful than the girl, had already turned into bloody hands, and Wu Anrui was yelling and screaming, and the whole person was about to die.

"Senior brother, you must chase the wind seed back, don't let the master down. Wu Anrui finished his last words with the last strength, and then leaned back directly, and his strong body slammed on the cold ground with a "bang", Wu Anrui, a well-known rookie in the cultivation world, died on the way to hunt for treasures, and his wide-open eyes seemed to be asking the heavens, why can a magical beast manipulate the strange wind?

"Senior brother, you can't die!" Mu Sangtu tore Wu Anrui like crazy, but people died like waiting to be destroyed, now what he saw in front of him was just a corpse, a few seconds later, an earthy yellow sword slowly floated out of Wu Anrui's body, after the fighter died, the fighting spirit would leave the body, according to the strength of the fighter in front of him, the time for the battle spirit to wander away was also different.

With Wu Anrui's strength, in less than half an hour, this battle spirit that condensed his life's hard work will disappear, and when the time comes, Wu Anrui's mark in this world will disappear cleanly.

"You can't die! I won't let you die!" Mu Sangtu's eyes showed a crazy color, and the hand stained with Wu Anrui's blood grabbed the earthy yellow greatsword that was about to drift away, and the blazing red energy gushed out of Mu Sangtu's body like a tumbling torrent, and the earthy yellow greatsword began to tremble violently, and then struggled hard.

But Mu Sangtu held the hilt of the sword tightly, his face was full of madness, the red energy gradually covered the earthy yellow sword, the golden light flashed, and a fiery red feather fan floated on Mu Sangtu's chest, "Senior brother, I want you to be with me forever!" Mu Sangtu's eyes seemed to be oozing bloodshot, and the fiery red feather fan he saw was also covered with red energy.

Then on Mu Sangtu's chest, a big sword and a feather fan, just overlapped together, a moment later, the two objects turned into a ball of red, and after those red re-turned into energy and flowed back to Mu Sangtu's body, a brand new fan floated in front of Mu Sangtu, and the previous fiery red feather fan was completely different, the fan bones of this fan, all turned into earthy yellow, Mu Sangtu held the fan in his hand, his wrist moved slightly, and the end of the fan "rubbed" A sword blade fell at once, and when it was reversed, this sword blade turned out to be Wu Anrui's battle spirit.

Combining the two into one, devouring the battle spirit, Mu Sangtu's face returned to a white appearance, and after glancing at the corpse on the ground, Mu Sangtu said stupidly: "Even if I fall into a demon, I won't let you leave me!"