Mu Hanyan's three figures, and the three sky-breaking swords of the Nine Heavens Star Falling also fell at this time.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Loud noises rang out one after another, and Feng Qingyu's face turned pale for a while. Not to mention Mu Hanyan's own strength, the sword that the two doppelganger phantoms slashed out before they shattered actually had fifty percent of her sword power.

Don't underestimate this fifty percent sword power, with Mu Hanyan's combat power to the realm of the Sword Saint at this time, this fifty percent sword power is enough to compare with the peak of the Great Sword Master, and even surpass the peak of the Great Sword Master, reaching the realm of a half-saint. In other words, he was equivalent to being hit by a Sword Saint and two of the three masters of the Half-Saint Realm at the same time.

Feng Qingyu never thought that Mu Hanyan's doppelganger phantom could still contain such strength, even if it was Jiang Yuzhe, the original owner of this talented supernatural power, the doppelganger phantom was only two or three percent of his strength at most. Caught off guard, he was once again bombarded with a disgrace.

This is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that the sword power even contains the thunder of the flower moon, and the power of the shock once again unstoppably broke through his defense, and rushed straight into his eight veins and five internal organs, and the river and sea were turned between his chest.

Monster, it turns out that this is the biggest monster.

The wind light feather pressed and pressed, endured, endured, and finally forced the churning turbidity down, and spit it out on the spot without losing face.

"Yes, yes, now you know the power of my sword array. Feng Qingyu barely squeezed out a subtle smile with a very high demeanor, and said with a shelf.

Originally, he wanted to show his strength to Mu Hanyan, but now, it has become a display of the power of the sword array. But no matter what, the more Mu Hanyan and the others benefit from this sword formation, the more they can prove his strength, and he can only put gold on his face like this.

"Senior Feng, it's not over yet. The long sword in Mu Hanyan's hand suddenly flew out of his hand.

Feng Qingyu then remembered that in addition to the innate supernatural powers of Hua Yue, Jiang Yuzhe, and Tang Bufan, the innate supernatural powers at the bottom of the posture pressure box had not yet appeared on Mu Hanyan's body.

The same Nine Heavens Starfall, without the restraint of Mu Hanyan, although the power is slightly smaller, it is more agile, the speed is also greatly improved, and the angle of the slash is even more exquisite.

It was originally a heroic and domineering sword skill, but under that heart sword supernatural power, it became light and agile like the wind, erratic, and unpredictable.

This sword came so suddenly and quickly, for a while, even Feng Qingyu couldn't judge the angle of its fall, so he could only release his strength and lay a layer of invisible qi shield outside his body.

"Boom!" the long sword slashed down, like a god thundering from the sky.

Even though it is already comparable to the Sword Master, the difference in strength between the two is still so huge, and it is still impossible for Mu Hanyan's sword to break through Feng Qingyu's defense, but the violent shock caused by the thunder sound Tiandang directly passed through that layer of air shield, and once again like a tide, wave after wave impacted Feng Qingyu's internal organs.

Feng Qingyu's face instantly turned white and blue.

"Senior Feng, are you alright? Seeing that Feng Qingyu's expression was different, Mu Hanyan was afraid that he would accidentally hurt him, so he asked with concern.

Feng Qingyu waved his hand, and originally wanted to say a few words or something on the shelf, but before he opened his mouth, he covered his mouth with one hand, turned around and rushed to the corner of the wall to retch, but he vomited tears, but he didn't spit out anything.

"What's wrong with him?" Jiang Yuzhe didn't know about the change in Hua Yue's natural powers, and said suspiciously.

It can be seen that Feng Qingyu is not injured, but how can he retch like this.

"Judging from my years of experience in practicing medicine and seeing patients, there should be, haven't you seen that he has been retching. Ling Baobao shook his head and said.

"Uh......"

Feng Qingyu turned his head and glared at Ling Baobao fiercely, feeling the urge to pinch him to death.

After a while, Feng Qingyu finally stood up, although he didn't spit out anything, but his chest breath finally stabilized, and his complexion was much better, but the tears in his eyes had not dissipated, and he looked a little inexplicably sad.

"Wind seniors. Mu Hanyan looked at him sympathetically and handed over an elixir.

"No need, I'm not injured, just with your strength, how can I hurt the old man, think about back then, I Feng Qingyu ......" Feng Qingyu had a little spirit, and began to think about it, but thinking about it, he found that everyone looked at him with extremely strange eyes, wanted to laugh, but was embarrassed to laugh out loud, so he couldn't think about it anymore.

Although it is not a real competition, although it is not a game of life and death, otherwise, it will not be effortless to pinch Mu Hanyan to death, but it is good to say that it is careless to underestimate the enemy, or to say that it is a capsized boat in the gutter, in short, it is too embarrassing to be bullied like this by a few juniors.

"Senior Feng doesn't need to be too sad, we all understand. Seeing Feng Qingyu's silent face, he kindly comforted.

"......" Feng Qingyu felt that his heart was dripping blood, originally, he just felt a little embarrassed, but Mu Hanyan's seemingly well-intentioned comfort undoubtedly stabbed him hard in the heart, and he also sprinkled a handful of salt by the way.

"That's it, you can cultivate by yourself, I'm leaving. Feng Qingyu said dejectedly.

"What about the apprentices?" Mu Hanyan seemed to want to continue sprinkling salt.

"Later, later. With Feng Qingyu's persistence, of course, he will not give up easily, but at this time, he has no interest in collecting apprentices, and he is lonely, and he walks away with a depressed volley.

"Why do I think he's a little faintly desolate?" Zirong said thoughtfully, probably because he was depressed for a long time some time ago, and this guy actually had a bit of sentimentality.

"If your crotch is cut, your balls will be bleak. Ling Baobao said seriously.

Feng Qingyu stumbled and almost fell from the sky, only to find that although the unpredictable sword just now failed to hurt him, it cut through his pants, no wonder he felt cold all the time.

If it was someone else, it would be just that, he actually lost such a big ugliness in front of Mu Hanyan, Feng Qingyu couldn't wait to hit his head on the wall, but unfortunately, with the current cultivation, let alone hitting this courtyard wall, even if it hits the city wall, I'm afraid it will be dead.

So he could only land on the ground as fast as he could, then pinched his pants with one hand, opened his legs, and ran out like the wind.

It was only at this time that Mu Hanyan and Hua Yue and the others laughed loudly in the courtyard.

"This time, thanks to Senior Feng, otherwise we would not know when we would be able to realize such a sword formation on our own. After a while, Mu Hanyan put away his smile and said with emotion.