Only Rui Sisi looked at Mu Zifeng's eyes, with deep worry, her right hand even held the hilt of the sword, once Mu Zifeng had a slight accident, she decided that even if she died, she would die with the man she liked in front of her.

The twenty-two elders looked at everything in front of them, as if they had returned to seven years ago, there was no anger on their faces, only a deep sadness and unwillingness, and they woke up in a short moment, and they already knew everything that had happened. Knowing that they had all become the lackeys of Mo Lingtian, this made them, who were originally very proud, not know how to explain when facing other monks, after all, what happened to them was too unbelievable, and they didn't want it to end quickly, and the sunshine would still be beautiful tomorrow.

Some of them are already discouraged and just want to live in their dreams, or find a place where no one knows them and live their lives. After all, they have too much blood on their hands that shouldn't be stained.

"Hmph! dare to destroy the good deeds of Ben Taizu, boy, go and die!"

Mo Ling Tian couldn't help but finally move, "Soul Slayer Palm!" He roared, flew into the air, and slapped his right hand on Mu Zifeng's head.

The pitch-black palm shadow magnified steeply, full of ten zhang in size, like the venom spewed out by a giant poisonous demon beast, emitting bursts of fishy stench, faintly filled with countless unjust souls, the unjust souls stared at the scarlet eyes, rolling, roaring, dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun, leaving a big shadow on the ground.

With this palm, Mo Ling Tian also used seven points of magic power.

"Break it for me!" Mu Zifeng also roared, and the flying sword flew out of the ground, and he performed one of the highest martial arts - light slash!

He had also wanted to secretly release the demon borer, but since he had learned the lesson of the previous encounter with the dwarf demon elder in the Kui Niu Dart Bureau in the attempted control attempt, he was extremely careful about using the demon borer.

After all, for a monk with strong spiritual power, the demon borer is not only uncontrollable, but also in danger of being counter-controlled by it. That dwarf demon elder was obviously not as strong as the demon Ling Tian in front of him, but he just caught the demon borer and swallowed it alive.

And judging from the method of Mo Ling Tian to control the people of the Fire Demon Sect, he is likely to have some spiritual power spells, if he happens to know how to control the demon borer, then Mu Zifeng will be sad, so on the basis of not being completely sure, he does not dare to use the demon borer easily.

And the light slash that Mu Zifeng is using now is the swordsmanship obtained from the demon king Suomi in the token space, which has been completely melted into his bones and improved, this is already one of his biggest hole card killers, this move is very powerful, according to Mu Zifeng's estimate, even if the eighth-order great demon encounters it, he has to avoid its edge.

I saw a dark green light and shadow flying out, rising against the storm, and in the blink of an eye, it rose to the size of ten zhang, slashing at the palm shadow of Mo Ling Tian.

"Boom-"

The sword palms collided, deafening. Mo Lingtian's palm shadow turned invisible at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the life-killing sword light was shattered inch by inch, and in the end, even the life-killing light was much dimmer, and finally flew back into Mu Zifeng's hands.

The two of them were half a catty to eight taels.

"Boy, there are two hits, come again!" Demon Ling Tian roared, the magic power in his body instantly condensed, and the momentum was actually more than two percent higher than before.

"Soul Fist!" Mo Lingtian punched, a punch out, the mountains and rivers changed color, and there was a faint trace of darkness in the fifteen-zhang-sized fist shadow, as if the yin and yang were cut off, and there were even more powerful ghosts roaring angrily, turning the world upside down, and the ghosts and gods were shocked.

The disciples of the Fire Demon Sect with low cultivation trembled all over, and a coercion from the soul made it difficult for them to breathe, as if they were lacking oxygen, their eyes were dull, their brains were blank, they were shivering, and they couldn't breathe.

"Light Slash!" Mu Zifeng also mobilized the wind bead from the gossip diagram, after all, Mo Ling Tian's cultivation was the peak cultivation of the ninth-order Great Demon Master, and the combat power he showed was probably close to that of the Demon King, although Mu Zifeng had never fought with the Demon King, but in his feeling, the average Demon King was nothing more than that.

As soon as the wind bead came out, Mu Zifeng's momentum also rose, and for a while, it was on par with Mo Ling Tian, and the deadly sword shadow also rose sharply from ten zhang to fifteen zhang in size, and the speed also increased sharply, after all, the wind bead could bless him with one hundred and thirty percent speed.

Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken!

"Boom-"

The fists and swords collided, and they were extinguished with one touch, and the two figures flew away to both sides quickly, Mu Zifeng's hair was scattered, a piece collapsed in front of his chest, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the second mouth just surged up to his throat, and he swallowed it back alive, obviously suffering a very serious injury, and even his breath was a little sluggish. This is probably the most dangerous battle he has had since he arrived in the Xuan Demon Continent.

On the other hand, Mo Lingtian opened his big mouth and directly spurted out two mouthfuls of blood, his long light brown hair was scattered, like a ghost, and the wound on his chest was more than a foot long, and the bones were deep and visible, and it was obvious that in this round, Mu Zifeng had a slight advantage.

"Come again!" Mo Lingtian stared at the scarlet eyes, as if he wanted to eat people, he took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth, eating fried beans, chewing with a rattling sound, and as the pill entered, the wound on his chest began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mu Zifeng also hurriedly took out an elixir and threw it into his mouth, the collapsed place in his chest quickly bulged, his face was ruddy, and the previous malaise was swept away.

"Fight!" Mu Zifeng was as imposing as a rainbow, his eyes were bloodshot, and he turned red.

"Ping Pong", fists and swords are staggered, palms and swords overlap, palms and swords are blended, the sound of collisions between the two is endless, and an hour's kung fu has made thousands of moves.

Win or lose.

Mu Zifeng has a hearty feeling, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes. The peak powerhouse of the ninth-order great mage is hard to find, and he just hopes to increase his combat experience through this battle, to hone his fighting spirit, and to stabilize his cultivation. Otherwise, let Quan Lao possess his body, I am afraid that a slap will slap Mo Lingtian to death like a fly, and there will be no scum left.

But everything is foreseen, and if it is not prepared, it will be wasted. Only his own strength is truly his own, so when he encounters such a good whetstone, how can he give up easily.

The onlookers have gone from shock before to anticipation after that, and now they are numb. This shocking battle was too terrifying, it had long been beyond the cognition of the disciples of the Fire Demon Sect, they had retreated to three thousand zhang away, but there were still disciples who were affected by the strong wind sent out by the two from time to time. Some spit out blood and fall into a coma, some simply crush their bones and die, and more are figuring out who will win in the end.

Yihuang Xiangtian is also secretly accumulating strength, he can see that Mu Zifeng's combat power and Mo Lingtian are half a catty and eight taels, and in the case that no one uses the hole cards, it is not yet known who will kill the deer. Once the hole cards are revealed, one of them will fall. If Mu Zifeng wins, then it's okay to say, if he is unfortunately defeated, then Mo Ling Tian will also be seriously injured, and he will take the opportunity to kill, if he really can't kill it, it will be a few days, and he can only accept his fate.

Mu Zifeng was familiar with swordsmanship while fighting-Light Slash, for a while, there were a lot of feelings, he added many moves to the dwarf demon elder he met before, and for a while, the light slash was unleashed, and there were faint twenty-one changes, each of which was so wonderful that it seemed that there was really a flash of light, if these lights were concentrated in one point, suddenly erupted, and if they were unprepared, I am afraid that the strong people of the Demon King rank would not be able to stop it, but now, it has been known by Mo Ling Tian, and he can no longer exert the power of sneak attacks.

It is said that fighting is the best practice, and after a battle, although Mu Zifeng's immortal power was greatly consumed, only about 20% was left. But his meridians are more condensed, and his immortal power is more stable, if his immortal power is fully recovered at this time, Mu Zifeng estimates that he is afraid that he will touch the barrier of the second-order immortal master, and if he uses the power of the elixir, it is very likely to break through.

Mo Ling Tian was surprised in his heart, it was really that this kid in front of him was too difficult, this was the most powerful opponent he had encountered since he advanced to the peak of the Ninth Order Great Demon, Yi Huang Xiangtian only knew that he was the cultivation of the Ninth Order Great Demon, but he didn't know that he was already the peak of the Ninth Order Great Demon, if the unjust souls were enough, even if he devoured another two million unjust souls, he would be able to successfully advance to the Demon King. At that time, in the area of Mosa City and Molin City, he is a well-deserved number one master. But right now, this Terran kid actually has the combat power of the peak of the ninth order, how can he not be shocked.

"This person must not stay!" Mo Lingtian secretly made up his mind, but looking at Mu Zifeng's swordsmanship, the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt, "Could it be ......" Taking advantage of the old moves, he jumped out of the circle with a shake.

"This fellow Daoist, wait a minute, do you know the Demon Elder who is in the Kui Niu Dart Bureau?" Demon Ling Tian mistakenly regarded Mu Zifeng as a disciple of the old man, in his heart, only that person could know this kind of swordsmanship.

"That dwarf, what do you ask him to do?" Mu Zifeng raised his chin and said loudly.

"What happened to your brother?" said Mo Lingtian anxiously.

"It's very simple, kill it!" Mu Zifeng said indifferently.

"Killed, you killed my brother?!" Mo Lingtian's shock was overwhelming.

"That dwarf is so short, and you are so tall, is he really your brother?" Mu Zifeng stretched out his hand and gestured, extremely expressive.

"Stinky boy, why are you looking for death, and return my brother's life!"

As if he was crazy, Mo Lingtian suddenly took out a golden magic knife from the storage bag, filled it with all the remaining magic power, and slashed at Mu Zifeng with his head around his head. The sword wind rolled up the gravel and flew straight out five thousand meters away, and the aftermath hit the onlookers The disciples of the Fire Demon Sect cried for their fathers and mothers, and they were very embarrassed. There were more than 100 people, who were beaten all over their bodies in an instant, like a sieve, lying on the ground with broken arms and legs, and more than 30 of them, * bursting, blood mixed with white* gurgling out, miserable.

"Hmph! It's really a raccoon dog!" Mu Zifeng put away his life, and the last trace of the wind bead was also mobilized by him, "Look at the palm!" He roared, and also used the second hole card - the wind breaking palm, and an emerald green palm shadow the size of two zhang was slapped at Mo Ling Tian under the joint control of him and Quan Lao.