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.

"Hahaha...... Mu Feng, the power of death and the power of blood evil belong to the same power of yin and evil, although the qi of death is higher than the power of blood evil, but it is not just a few death tentacles that you can resist my bloody blade!" Seeing Mu Feng injured, Tang Hai was suddenly overjoyed.

The Bloody Blade is a natal magic weapon that has been refined by the power of the bloody evil, and it itself contains a strong bloody power, coupled with the unique sharpness of the magic weapon itself, it is indeed not something that can be resisted by the breath of death alone.

Mu Feng also has the blade of death, which is the dark moon, but after all, the dark moon is not the magic weapon he refines, and he can't use it from the heart, and every time he uses it, he has to pay a terrible price, and Mu Feng will not use it easily unless it is a last resort.

Looking at Tang Hai, who was getting carried away, Mu Feng snorted coldly: "Do you think you can stump my mother with just these two scimitars?" Then you also underestimate me Mu Feng!" With that, he rushed forward again.

The three-toothed fork held in his right hand instantly filled with a layer of blood-colored mist—killing aura—and his left hand condensed a long gray light knife—the Death Light Knife, both of which slashed towards Tang Hai.

The killing qi and the power of blood are almost the same, both are blood red, one is like mist and the other is like water, one is terrifying, and the other is tyrannical, the two collided, the blood-colored scimitar flew upside down in an instant, and the long blood blade instantly slashed from Tang Hai's shoulder, and the left arm was immediately separated from the body, but it did not fall, and there were countless blood threads connected to the wound, which healed quickly.

The blood-colored light knife that condensed half of Mu Feng's vitality was even equal to Ge Yun, who was supreme in strength, how could Tang Hai resist it, but Mu Feng didn't give Tang Hai time to breathe this time, the light knife reappeared, and slashed at Tang Hai again.

The scimitar in Tang Hai's hand could only block Mu Feng's three-toothed fork, but the scimitar of the spiritual envoy could not resist Mu Feng's light knife, which made him feel aggrieved and had to carefully dodge the incoming light knife, but Mu Feng's crazy attack finally angered Tang Hai.

"Mu Feng, let you see the true power of the Blood Demon Dao!" Tang Hai roared angrily, and the blood mist around him suddenly contracted sharply, and at the same time, the blood-colored light on the two blood-colored scimitars suddenly soared, instantly turning into two blood-colored dragons.

As soon as the blood-colored dragon appeared, it raised its head to the sky and roared, and as the blood-colored mist completely disappeared, the two blood-colored dragons grew to ten zhang in a blink of an eye, and then, they both broke away from Tang Hai and rushed towards Mu Feng with a roar.

Tang Hai's sudden outburst did not surprise Mu Feng, the final outbreak of Shura Dao Ge Yun could reach the level of the late Yuan Infant period, and Mu Feng was beaten without the power to fight back, if it wasn't for the fusion of battle spirits, it would not be Ge Yun who died.

And the Blood Demon Dao, which is as famous as the Shura Dao, how can there be no means to press the bottom of the box, the momentum exuded by the two blood-colored dragons is not weaker than that of the late Yuan Infant stage, this is the blood power that Tang Hai has condensed all over his body, and the power is certainly not weak.

Seeing the two blood dragons sent out by Tang Hai, a trace of joy flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, just because Tang Hai's attack gave him some enlightenment, he could condense all the blood power into spells, then he could do the same, but it was the breath of death.

Mu Feng let out a long roar, and the Xuanzhu of life and death in the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest instantly overflowed with a large amount of death qi, and the surge of death qi made the original gray suddenly turn black, and after a dragon roar, a ten-zhang black dragon also appeared immediately.

But Mu Feng didn't stop yet, after the birth of the death dragon, Mu Feng's body once again erupted with a strong murderous aura, and the actual murderous aura rose to the sky, making his eyes become blood-red, and then, a blood-colored dragon also suddenly appeared.

Mu Feng extracted all the vitality of the two cyclones and fused them into the two dragons, which barely achieved the effect of the late Yuan Infant stage, fortunately, the vitality in his body was several times that of a monk of the same level, otherwise he would not have been able to do this step at all.

But even so, Mu Feng's two dragons are still slightly inferior to each other, there is no way to do it, Mu Feng is not in the Yuan Infant Stage after all, but even so, it is impossible for the four dragons to distinguish the winner in a short period of time.

Tang Hai's two bloody dragons, Mu Feng's death and killing dragons, and the four dragons, which are equivalent to four monks in the late Yuan Infant period, made a move, and the powerful momentum forced the two weak people to retreat again and again.

Looking at the crazy biting of the four dragons in the air, Mu Feng's eyes were as cold as a knife, it was only a matter of time before his dragon was defeated, but before that, he had to defeat Tang Hai completely.

It is equivalent to the vitality in the five dantians, Mu Feng has consumed four, and only one remains, although Mu Feng's strength has decreased sharply at this time, he is not without the strength to fight again, especially his physical body is still intact.

Mu Feng glanced at Tang Hai, who had exhausted the blood power of his body, and quickly rushed forward, now was the best time to deal with Tang Hai, how could he miss it.

Seeing Mu Feng's movements, Tang Hai's face really changed instantly, but he didn't retreat, he knew that even if he retreated, he would still be caught up by Mu Feng, if he didn't block Mu Feng, blindly retreating was meaningless, he was not stupid to become the leader of the younger generation of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

Tang Hai looked coldly at Mu Feng who was rushing over, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his left hand to face Mu Feng, only to see that the little thumb of his left hand began to change color, first blood red, until it turned dark red, while his face became pale and bloodless, and he sneered: "Mu Feng, let you taste the taste of the blood demon finger!"

Tang Hai's composure shocked Mu Feng's heart, but before he could react, the little thumb of Tang Hai's left hand suddenly detached from his hand, and a bloody light flashed, like a thunderbolt attack, so that Mu Feng didn't have time to react at all, and instantly drilled into his chest.

Mu Feng snorted in pain, glanced at the blood demon finger that was drilling deeper and deeper in his chest, Mu Feng roared angrily, and the vitality of his whole body instantly condensed into a knife, and there was a trace of thunder flashing on the knife body, although it was very weak, but it was also thunder and lightning.

The appearance of the thunder knife made Tang Hai's face change again, but he had no room to dodge, the thunder knife roared down, slashing through his eyebrows, Tang Hai's body immediately turned into two halves, and there was still thunder light left at the incision, preventing it from healing.

When Tang Hai's body was cut in half, the blood demon finger on Mu Feng's chest finally drilled out from behind him, bringing out a long line of blood, causing Mu Feng to kneel on one knee with a hideous face.

And Tang Hai roared even more, no longer caring about Mu Feng, the two halves of their bodies actually rose into the air, and at the same time, the two blood-colored dragons also turned around quickly, both opened their dragon mouths, swallowed Tang Hai's body in one gulp, and hurried away.

Looking at Tang Hai who had fled, Mu Feng smiled bitterly, and did not chase after him, but took the death and killing dragon into his body, crossed his knees on the spot, and began to remove the blood power in his body.

Mu Feng applied a thunder attribute spell in the light knife, which caused serious injuries to Tang Hai, but Tang Hai's blood demon finger also hit Mu Feng hard, and the blood demon finger was to condense a drop of Tang Hai's essence blood, and the blood demon power in it was several times higher than the previous attack, and most of the death qi in Mu Feng's body had been condensed into a dragon, and it was impossible to stop the blood demon power raging in his body, so Mu Feng could only watch Tang Hai flee without pursuing.

Mu Feng took out all his strength and was still on par with Tang Hai, it was not that he was unwilling to use the battle soul, but he knew very well the difficulty of the Blood Demon Dao, although the fusion of the battle soul could defeat Tang Hai, but it must not be completely killed, as long as Tang Hai escaped a drop of blood, he could still be reborn.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that the Blood Demon Dao Monk is definitely the most difficult existence among the Demon Dao Monks before he encounters the Thunder Attribute Monk, and although Mu Feng can release the Thunder Attribute Spell, the effect is weak and pitiful, if it weren't for his final blow condensing the vitality of the whole body, just relying on that simple Thunder Attribute Spell, it would not be able to cause substantial damage to Tang Hai at all.

And the reason why Tang Hai escaped was because he knew that Mu Feng still had the strongest hole card that he hadn't used, that is, the war spirit, so he took advantage of Mu Feng's heavy injury and hurriedly fled.

The battle between Mu Feng and Tang Hai can be said to be evenly matched, and it is also the most tragic battle of Mu Feng in the case of equal strength, and it is not an exaggeration to say that both are defeated.

After the death qi returned to his body, Mu Feng still spent two hours to remove all the blood power in his body, glanced at the messy field around him, and smiled bitterly, the emptiness of the vitality in his body made him unable to find another place to recover, so he casually walked into a room, set up the spirit gathering array and began to meditate and breathe.

On the top of a dry mountain, Tang Hai's body that was torn apart from it was connected by countless blood threads, gradually healing, the thunder and lightning on the wound had disappeared, and bursts of blood and qi filled its surroundings, and after an hour, Tang Hai finally returned to his usual appearance, but his face was still as pale as paper.

"Mu Feng, you can hurt me like this with the cultivation of the late stage of Jindan, it is not in vain that you have the name of a mad demon, but presumably you are not comfortable now, right?" Tang Hai's eyes flashed with cruel blood, and he sneered: "Since that's the case, then I'll add another fire to you!"

Immediately took out a blood-colored pill from the storage bag and threw it into the sky, only to see a huge blood-colored skull appear in the air in an instant, in this empty and troubled place, I am afraid that this blood-colored skull can be seen hundreds of miles away.

Ma Len can be said to be proud of the spring breeze now, the last time he escaped from Mu Feng with Wan Junbo, Wan Junbo did not break his promise, and successfully made himself a member of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and there are four subordinates in the later stage of Jindan for him to drive, and now he is much more decent than when he was an immortal thief.

Overnight, he changed from a bandit to an official family, can he not be decent!

Wearing the uniform clothes of the disciples of the alliance and walking in the troubled times, what was exchanged for the envy and jealousy of the people who passed by! How could Marxist-Leninist not be secretly proud.

This book was first published in the King of Books