When the sword intent reaches the tenth of the sword, even if it is only a small increase in the realm, the power is not the same.

The speed of the sword can reach 35 times the speed of sound, and at the peak, it can reach 37 times the speed of sound. At the same time, the sword power that it can burst out is also several times stronger than that of Dacheng.

It can be said that if Jian Lingxiao was still able to fight with Mu Feng in a draw before, then at this moment, he would not be an opponent at all.

"Haotian, you use my sword! Don't be careless!" Jian Lingxiao said hurriedly.

Now, Long Haotian is no different from his own brother in his heart.

"Brother, rest assured!" Long Haotian smiled faintly, "Since I can even take the moves of the Red Dust Sword Demon, am I still afraid of him?"

Mu Feng's face twitched slightly, but he quickly returned to calm.

"Long Haotian, I hope you don't pay the price for arrogance for a while!"

At this moment, Brother Duanmu's heart also raised his throat.

Although Long Haotian did receive a blow from Mu Hongchen just now, this was still fundamentally different from the enemy Mu Feng.

Mu Hongchen's blow did not fuse any high-level martial arts, it was just a pure sonic attack.

Barely figuratively, it is like a flying boulder. Although the impact is extremely powerful, if a strong man holds a battle shield, he may be able to defend it with all his might.

However, Mu Feng's Sword Eleven is an incomparably advanced martial art. Once unleashed, it's like a thousand arrows at once. Relying only on the flesh and a huge shield cannot be prevented.

"This Long Haotian is too underestimated!" Duanmu Hong said.

"Brother, you don't have to worry too much!" Duanmu Heng's face looked very calm at the moment.

Along the way, he has witnessed Long Haotian's demons. So now, no matter how amazing things are, they don't seem to surprise him.

Seeing Duanmu Heng say this, Duanmu Hong's heart was also a little calmer.

At this time, I heard Duanmu Cheng, the hall master of the Thunder Yin Palace, whispering on the side: "Brother, I received a secret report just now that the duel in the Holy Star Tower has begun. At this moment, it was Ah Hao who was facing off against someone on stage. Ah Yue and Ah Zhuo were still watching from the stands. As for Mu Shili...... It's also here!"

"It's also here!" Duanmu Hong was anxious.

He was really worried that his two precious sons would be injured in Mu Shili's hands.

However, Mu Feng's cold drink immediately pulled Duanmu Hong's thoughts back.

"Long Haotian, take it!"

In the next second, Mu Feng's body turned into a gale, and the sword qi above the blade of the sword burst towards Long Haotian at a terrifying speed of thirty-seven times the speed of sound.

It was only a blink of an eye, and people almost couldn't see Long Haotian's figure. It was as if it had been completely engulfed by the sword qi.

"Ah Feng!"

Mu Hongchen's heart was extremely gratified.

At the age of less than twenty, he had already comprehended the peak of Sword Eleven. This is something to be proud of, even in the Sword God Pavilion. Although, there is still a big gap between this and Mu Shili's demon. However, as long as Mu Feng insisted, Mu Hongchen was convinced that his younger brother's future would be extremely bright.

"Long Haotian!" Mu Hongchen looked at the sword qi below, and said secretly in his heart, "You are destined to only become a stepping stone on my brother's way forward!"

Endless sword qi roared vertically and horizontally.

Even though it was only ten breaths long, it seemed to everyone as if ten hours had passed.

Suddenly, everything was calm again, and the sword qi had disappeared.

"How's that?

"Who won and who lost?"

"I don't know! I see...... How are they both doing?"

............

Everyone looked intently, only to see that at the door of the post house, Long Haotian and Mu Feng were still standing opposite each other. It's as if the two of them haven't fought from beginning to end.

The silence lasted for about three breaths, and then Long Haotian smiled faintly and said: "Mu Feng, I cherish your talent, and I also remember that you have comprehended the peak of Sword Eleven at a young age, and your future is limitless, so this time, I will spare you from dying." With your brother, get out of here!"

"What!"

Long Haotian's voice was not loud, but to everyone's ears, it was like thunder.

What is the situation? It was obvious that Long Haotian was shrouded in sword qi just now, but why at this moment, he seemed to be a victor?

"Hmm......"

Suddenly, Mu Feng covered his chest with his hands and let out a miserable scream. At the same time, his face became extremely pale.

"Ahh

Everyone looked at it intently, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

I saw that the robe on Mu Feng's chest had been torn, and a one-foot-long blood mark was gushing outward.

"Brother!"

Mu Hongchen exclaimed. At the same time, two angry eyes instantly condensed on Long Haotian's body.

"Brother don't!"

How could Mu Feng not see what Mu Hongchen was going to do?

Although at this moment, he felt that it was a little difficult to speak, but he still used his last strength to shout those four words. After a while, his breath eased slightly, and then he whispered: "Brother, I lost, take me away!"

The corner of Mu Hongchen's eyes swept away, and he saw that the Duanmu brothers were watching from the side at this moment, as if as long as they dared to make a move against Long Haotian, they would dare to make a move against themselves and Mu Feng.

He didn't say anything more, and a true yuan power took Mu Feng over. Looking at the scar on his brother's chest, Mu Hongchen was heartbroken, puzzled, and shocked at the same time.

As a swordsman, or a warrior, the chest is always the most important area. Especially Mu Feng, who was wearing an eighth-order light armor in that position. Moreover, how powerful is the Sword God Pavilion? The defensive power of their battle armor is far from being comparable to that of the Thunder Yin Kingdom.

At the same time, the peak of the eleventh sword that Mu Feng used just now was almost flawless in Mu Hongchen's opinion. is even more perfect than when he comprehended this realm back then.

But even with a powerful battle armor and the pinnacle of martial arts, Mu Feng was still injured. Moreover, he was actually injured by Long Haotian with his bare hands, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mu Hongchen really wanted to wonder if it was Mu Feng himself who accidentally injured himself just now!

"Brother, what happened just now?" Mu Hongchen asked in a low voice.

Mu Feng shook his head with a wry smile, still with an unbelievable glint in his eyes.

After a moment's silence, he said, "I don't know what's going on. I only saw that this Long Haotian seemed to have a clear understanding of my sword moves, so much so that I couldn't touch his body at all. And my flaws are clear in his eyes. Brother, is there really a flaw in my sword eleven just now?"

"What's the flaw...... Mu Hongchen was originally very confident.

But looking at his brother's injury, his confidence was shaken again. However, he knew very well that it was not advisable to stay here and now for a long time, and it was better to leave as soon as possible.

"Long Haotian!" Mu Hongchen shouted angrily, "You hurt my brother today, and I will write down this account by Mu Hongchen." In the future, we will settle the reckoning!"