Without waiting for Mu Feng to answer, the young man said to himself: "Mu Feng, I don't know where I came from, I appeared in the Southern Regions for the first time, plundered the Heavenly Wind Gate's Immortal Stone Mine, and killed all the hundreds of monks stationed in the mine, and finally caused the five major sects in the Southern Regions to jointly besiege and kill Yu Dongshan Forest, but the result was that all the ten thousand monks involved in this matter died, and none survived!"

"After this incident, he disappeared for a year, and then appeared in Donglin City under the name of Qi Cheng, and was also chased and killed by six early Yuan Infant monks, but he still escaped safely and came to the land of troubled times!"

"As soon as I arrived in the land of troubled times, I killed the city lord of Beihuangcheng, and then for a few subordinates, I broke into Pingshan City angrily, but left safely, outside Qianqiu City, I killed Kong Shan in the late Yuanying period with a moon-shaped magic weapon, and killed Kong Lang in the late Yuanying period in Qianqiu City, and later robbed the woman of Yue Hanke, and also chased and killed the Hundred Beasts Langjun Wan Junbo in embarrassment, and then entered the Riot City under the pseudonym of Qicheng again, and won the name of madness in the duel arena of life and death!"

The more this person spoke, the more gloomy Mu Feng's face became, he never thought that his details would be investigated so clearly, except for everything in the Southwest Region, what this person said was exactly the same, which showed that his identity had been exposed, and the incarnation of Qi Cheng could no longer be used.

Seeing Mu Feng's gradually sinking face, the young man laughed: "Mu Feng, I didn't expect it! Your details have been known by the Alliance, and your pseudonym in Riot City is no longer a secret, but you are really careless, you were actually controlled by the He family, and your reputation was ruined!"

Hearing this, Mu Feng's heart was secretly moved, this person's words showed that the entire alliance still thought that he was controlled by the He family, and being controlled by the He family was equivalent to being controlled by the alliance, relatively speaking, he was no longer taken to heart by them, because they could kill themselves at any time, as for the facts! Mu Feng secretly sneered.

"If the Scattered Cultivation Alliance can investigate my background so clearly, it will definitely not be widely publicized, and you know it so clearly, you must also be a high-level member of the alliance, right?"

Hearing this, this person smiled again: "It is worthy of Mu Feng, as you said, only the high-level of the alliance knows all the details of you, and I am Tang Hai, the disciple of the red-clothed elder Blood Venerable!"

Mu Feng looked at the smug Tang Hai coldly, until Tang Hai's laughter calmed down, and then said coldly: "Since the words have been finished, it is time to send you on the road!" As he spoke, several death tentacles that were dozens of feet long suddenly appeared on his body, and they all wrapped around Tang Hai.

Regarding Mu Feng's sudden attack, Tang Hai laughed and said, "Mu Feng, you also underestimate me too much, if I spend so much time with you, won't I make any moves?"

I saw that the wound on Tang Hai's chest quickly began to heal, and it recovered in the blink of an eye, and the body did not retreat, outside its body, a blood-colored mist was instantly diffused, although it was a mist, but it looked like a real sea of blood, and even blood flowers were raised, and in this blood flower, you can also see faces struggling in pain, this is the person killed by Tang Hai, every face is a life, there are mortals, there are monks, without exception, they have all become a part of the sea of blood, and become the source of Tang Hai's strength.

The sea of blood was instantly entangled with the breath of death, and then it made a violent 'zizi' sound, like a spoonful of water poured into a hot oil pot, 'sizzling' sound.

Although the qi of death can erode the sea of blood, the effect is very small, the sea of blood is full of the power of blood, and it is also a particularly corrosive force, although it is different from the qi of death, but if you want to distinguish the winner from the two in a short time, it is simply impossible, unless Mu Feng's strength is much higher than that of Tang Hai, but the truth is the opposite.

For the reactive power of the death qi, Mu Feng has long known that since the death qi is ineffective against the sea of blood, then the sea of blood is also ineffective against the death qi, Mu Feng secretly sneered, and the death tentacles disappeared instantly, and then Mu Feng's body surface was filled with a range of death qi, with the protection of death qi, Mu Feng immediately rushed into the sea of blood.

The monks of the Blood Demon Dao are known as immortal bodies, but their physical bodies are not strong, and they cannot be compared with the monks of the Shura Dao, and against such monks, the divine sense is completely ineffective because they can't find the opponent's primordial spirit, and the restraint of the power of blood on the vitality is like the breath of death, so the spell or magic sword attack is also ineffective.

Even the physical body can be corroded by the power of blood, but with the protection of the breath of death, it is different, and Mu Feng's current physical body can already compete with the early Yuan Infant monk, so he chooses this way of hard fighting.

So, there was such a scene in the field, a red cloud and a gray cloud, both colliding together, and at the junction of the two clouds, two figures were frantically attacking each other, and the banging sound was endless.

Each punch of Mu Feng could leave a transparent hole in Tang Hai's body, but as soon as his fist was withdrawn, Tang Hai's wound would heal immediately, as if nothing had happened.

And every attack of Tang Hai can leave a bloody force in Mu Feng's body, and this bloody power is actually divided into two ways, attacking his dantian all the way, attacking his Zhihai all the way, and then wanting to devour Mu Feng's Yuan Shen.

This move may have fatal damage to ordinary body cultivation, but Mu Feng is different, for the blood demon attacking the dantian, he also has the qi of death in his body to resist, and Zhihai is a different look.

Mu Feng's strongest is the Yuan Shen, although he can't find Tang Hai's Yuan Shen and then kill it, but the Blood Demon actually wants to devour Mu Feng's Yuan Shen, what is it that is not looking for death?

Gradually, Tang Hai felt that something was wrong, the blood power that he invaded Mu Feng's body contained part of his consciousness, but none of these consciousnesses returned, although these consciousnesses were very few, but they couldn't withstand such consumption.

After another violent collision, the two of them both retreated, Tang Hai's attack was ineffective against Mu Feng, and Mu Feng was not, such an entanglement didn't mean anything to them at all.

After the two retreated, the scene suddenly fell silent, and they both stared at each other, but neither of them made a rash move.

"The monk of the Blood Demon Dao is really difficult enough, although this Tang Hai is not necessarily stronger than Ge Yun, but the degree of difficulty is still excessive, if you want to hurt him, unless it is a thunder attribute or a fire attribute attack, and you don't have either of these, do you still want to fuse the battle soul, but the last time you killed Ge Yun, those battle spirits have not fully recovered, although there are still fifty intact war spirits, but if you use them, you don't have any strong hole cards!" Mu Feng thought about it in his heart, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

"Damn, this Mu Feng is really difficult, the breath of death completely restrains his own blood, and his primordial spirit is also ridiculously strong, and his physical body is even more so, after such a long time of attacking, he has not been able to cause any damage to him, and his own blood has lost a lot, and it is not a way to go on like this!" Tang Hai also secretly thought about the solution.

The two of them were secretly thinking about countermeasures, both wanted to kill each other, but they both had scruples, and after a moment of silence, a magic weapon appeared in their hands at the same time, Mu Feng's was the three-toothed fork, and Tang Hai's was a pair of blood-red long and short scimitars.

The blood-colored scimitar, shaped like a string moon, one large and one small, the big one was held in Tang Hai's hand, and the small one was floating in front of his chest, a pair of magic weapons, one far and one near, all exuding a rich bloody aura, which was obviously stronger than the bloody cloud behind him.

But after Tang Hai saw the three-toothed fork in Mu Feng's hand, his eyes shrank, and he said in a deep voice: "It turns out that Ge Yun died in your hands!"

Mu Feng's face was also gloomy, it was the first time he had seen a monk using two magic weapons at the same time, although one was far away and one was close, the consumption of vitality would still increase exponentially.

Hearing Tang Hai's words, Mu Feng sneered: "Yes, I have the strength to kill Ge Yun, and I have the strength to leave you behind!"

"Hmph, Mu Feng, you don't have to boast, Ge Yun can be killed by you, it's just because he belongs to the body cultivation, your strength plus the battle spirit you have, you can indeed kill him, but that's just luck, I'm different from him, although my melee attack is not as strong as his, but I have an immortal body that he doesn't have, and your attack can't kill me at all!"

Although Tang Hai said that everything was reasonable, he couldn't help but be secretly vigilant in his heart, Ge Yun's strength was on par with himself, it could be said that he had his own strengths, Mu Feng could kill him, maybe there were some hole cards that he didn't know, and he must not be careless.

Mu Feng sneered: "Can I kill you, I have to try to know!" With that, Mu Feng waved the three-toothed fork in his hand and rushed forward.

At the same time as Mu Feng's movements, the scimitar on Tang Hai's chest instantly drew a red light, approaching Mu Feng, and Tang Hai also waved the scimitar in his hand to meet Mu Feng.

Seeing Tang Hai's two attacks, Mu Feng hurriedly separated the death qi into several tentacles and wrapped them around the scimitar in the air, while the three-toothed fork in his hand smashed down at Tang Hai.

Tang Hai cultivated the Blood Demon Dao, and what he was good at was the power of blood evil, although he was immortal, but he was not a real body cultivation, and there was still a big difference between it and body cultivation in terms of strength, the scimitar touched the three-toothed fork and was instantly repulsed, but at this time, Mu Feng's face changed.

The breath of death blocked the blood-colored scimitar in the air, but it didn't have any effect, and the blood-colored scimitar passed through the death tentacles without hindrance, and quickly slashed across Mu Feng's chest.

Mu Feng's carelessness was exchanged for a half-foot-long wound on his chest, and there was no blood flowing out of the wound, only the dark red blood, like maggots devouring the blood of the wound, which made people's scalp numb.

Mu Feng's face was gloomy, and the aura of death instantly wrapped the wound, and in the blink of an eye, the blood was completely expelled.

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