Chapter Seventy-One: You Are Not Worthy

This knife is called the Moon Slashing Knife, and it took Meng Yang three years to receive twenty tasks in the outer courtyard of Tianfu to collect enough contribution points, and then exchange it. For Meng Yang, this knife was his biggest guard of honor besides his own strength, and it was a high-level spiritual weapon.

Meng Yang's figure floated out, and between the collision of the nine rings of the Moon Slashing Knife in his hand, the power had completely burst out, and the true qi on the knife body surged, like a scorching sun, swinging towards Chu Feng.

Seeing this, Chu Feng appeared with the long sword in his hand, raising it unhurriedly, and only less than the true qi was attached to the sword body.

However, such an attack that didn't seem to be at the same level at all was evenly divided under the collision, which couldn't help but make Meng Yang's eyes streak.

"If you have this kind of strength, I think you two brothers should go together. Chu Feng sneered and looked at them.

"Humph!"

Meng Yang snorted coldly, and then saw him put away the Moon Cutting Knife, his hands quickly sealed, and suddenly, behind him, a giant tiger phantom condensed by true qi appeared, making a series of beast roars, and the fangs in his mouth looked like two sharp blades, which made people feel chilled when they saw it, it was a martial art that Meng Yang cultivated, the Howling Sky White Tiger.

"Go!"

Meng Yang waved his hands, and the Giant Tiger Phantom jumped out from behind him and rushed towards Chu Feng.

At the same time, the Moon Chopping Knife in Meng Yang's hand reappeared, Meng Yang used the Moon Chopping Knife to slash through the palm of his hand, and the blood stained the blade, and suddenly the Moon Chopping Knife was shining brightly, and the knife body was still covered with blood, Meng Yang was using his own blood to arouse the ferocity of the Moon Chopping Knife.

However, Chu Feng didn't have time to pay attention to all this, and when the giant tiger phantom swooped down on him, Chu Feng moved.

Chu Feng did not dodge, the long sword in his hand rotated in the air, stirring up the wind and clouds, and suddenly the wind was blowing, and the place where the long sword rotated was the center of the storm.

The Giant Tiger Phantom collided with the Storm Vortex, and the force of the impact caused the air to vibrate and fill the air with dust.

When the dust and smoke cleared, the giant tiger phantom and the storm vortex disappeared at the same time.

However, Chu Feng was not relieved by this, because the next moment, Meng Yang's Moon Slashing Knife was already on his way.

Seeing this, Chu Feng quickly dodged and dodged, however, the Moon Slashing Knife, which had sucked Meng Yang's blood, seemed to have spirituality, and it turned around and slashed towards Chu Feng again.

Chu Feng knew that it was impossible to hide all the time, so he raised his sword to meet him.

Seeing Chu Feng's move, Meng Yang sneered, this move is the biggest weapon he is currently doing to defeat the enemy, Chu Feng wants to take it easily, it is absolutely impossible.

One of the great characteristics of the Moon Slasher is its memory, and once it is contaminated with blood, it can attack the opponent on its own.

In fact, for good weapons, they will come with different special effects.

"Sonorous!"

The long sword in Chu Feng's hand collided with the Moon Slashing Knife.

Under the blow, Chu Feng only felt pain in the tiger's mouth, and the long sword in his hand almost came out of his hand.

But how could the Moon Slashing Knife manage Chu Feng's situation, and then it spun around, but it circled around Chu Feng's sword and attacked Chu Feng again.

With such a close blow, Chu Feng knew that he could not avoid it, and in desperation, the trajectory of his footsteps changed instantly, and his body pulled out an afterimage, which had already appeared dozens of meters away in the next moment.

"Hmm, how did he do it?" In the distance, Feng Motu, who was fighting in a straight face, stared at him, but he couldn't see what he was thinking.

"Damn, how is it possible?" Meng Yang's reaction was much more intense, but he was more angry at Chu Feng for dodging his blow, and didn't think too much about it, in his eyes, driving Chu Feng out was his victory, which was enough to see that Feng Motu was much more dangerous than Meng Yang.

The two attacks made Chu Feng completely angry, only to see the long sword in his hand swing, a sword qi slashed in the air, and the sound of air splitting was heard in an instant.

Then he saw Chu Feng flying towards Meng Yang with a sword.

"Shadowless Sword Technique, First Style, Ling Xu!"

Chu Feng shouted, the long sword flew, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, condensed into a long river of sword intent, and ran down.

Seeing Chu Feng attacking and killing him, Meng Yang naturally withdrew the Moon Slashing Knife.

Looking at the sword intent that struck, with the power of terrifying attack, Meng Yang's face was solemn, obviously he didn't think that he could take this blow easily.

Holding the Moon Slashing Knife in front of him, Meng Yang sealed again, this time it was also a giant tiger phantom, but it looked much more solid than the last time, obviously this time Meng Yang was not easy.

Finally, the long river of sword intent bombarded and slammed into the moon slashing knife, and the moon slashing knife trembled violently, as if it was about to break, but fortunately, then the giant tiger phantom came to kill, and rushed into the long river of sword intent without fear of death.

The vertical and horizontal sword qi quickly tore apart the giant tiger phantom, but it also quickly decayed.

Looking at the long river of sword intent that dissipated, Meng Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, however, the next moment, his face instantly turned pale as paper.

"Shadowless Sword Technique, Second Style, Sealed Sound!"

Chu Feng took out his sword again, shrouded by the sword intent, Meng Yang only felt as if he was in the middle of the sea, the sword intent was like layer after layer of waves, endless, endless, the most important thing was that it was silent, there was no trace at all, in the midst of it, he didn't have the slightest strength to resist, he could only let it be destroyed.

"Young Master Chu Feng's subordinates are merciful. ”

Feng Motu, who had been fighting for a long time, finally spoke, although he didn't care about Meng Yang's life and death, but as a fellow brother, if Meng Yang really died here, it would be difficult for him to explain when he went out, and once Meng Yang died, then he alone thought that he was not Chu Feng's opponent.

The current Feng Motu didn't think that Chu Feng's previous victory was a fluke, let alone relying on any so-called treasures, just the swordsmanship he showed just now was enough to make Feng Motu attach importance to Chu Feng.

"Haha, let him go? Now you want me to let him go? You didn't look like you were going to let me go just now?" Chu Feng sneered, but despite that, he still controlled it and tried not to kill Meng Yang's life, after all, Chu Feng was unwilling to kill more.

"We were offended a lot before, and I hope Brother Chu Feng doesn't mind, as long as Brother Chu Feng is willing to let go of my junior brother, we will retreat immediately, and we will definitely not embarrass Brother Chu Feng. Feng Motu said with an oath.

"Embarrassing me, you are not worthy!" After speaking, Chu Feng put away his long sword, and at the same time, the sword intent faded like a tide, and then, Meng Yang lay directly on the ground, at this moment, Meng Yang was already covered in blood, and there were countless wounds of all sizes, but most of them were just skin injuries, and they did not really hurt the inside.