"I'm dead! Don't think about it!" Mu Yang Yingzi roared frantically, and his body instantly swelled, and before the Ten Thousand Demon Hand arrived, he was about to burst out with the most terrifying killing move of a warlock!

Boom! Mu Yang Yingzi frantically launched a self-explosion at the last moment, although she knew that this move would not kill Mu Feng, but as she said, no matter what, it would not make Mu Feng feel better!

Mu Feng did not hesitate at all, and rushed into the shock wave of self-detonation with the hand of ten thousand demons, even if Mu Yang Yingzi blew himself up, Mu Feng would not give up the attack.

Mu Yang Yingzi has many methods and clones, and in the case of hiding the bloodline of the gods, even Mu Feng doesn't know whether the one in front of him is the main body or the clone.

The roaring sound was endless, and the Ten Thousand Demon Hands tore apart the explosion wave, affecting only a small part of Mu Feng, but Mu Feng suffered a not light or serious injury.

The wind whipped up smoke and dust, but Muyang Yingzi had completely lost all traces, leaving only a huge pit ten zhang square at the scene.

"Grandma's words today are more rude than the previous half of her life combined"

Mu Feng's face was full of depression, and when he was depressed and angry, someone happened to send him to the door, but he didn't be happy for long, and found that this person was even more angry, which made Mu Feng want to crush Mu Yang Yingzi's bones and ashes.

Suddenly, a pitch-black arrow caused a burst of sound that broke through the air, and it came straight to Mu Fenghou's heart.

At this time, Mu Feng was sure that Muyang Yingzi had completely died and unlocked the magic power of the Ten Thousand Demon Hands, and the timing of this arrow was definitely the most perfect!

At the critical moment, a sharp long sword that was also pitch black appeared in Mu Feng's right hand, and with his sense of murderous aura, it could be blocked in the back of his heart.

A piercing metal clash sounded, and Mu Feng was carried out more than ten zhang away by the huge force contained in the arrow, before he finally turned around in the air and grabbed the arrow.

Mu Feng was about to reflect the arrow, but there was a sound of flesh and blood corrosion coming from his palm, and a thick black rancid breath rose from Mu Feng's palm.

"Poison?" Mu Feng frowned, and his luck urged the blood flow, and the **** in his palm flowed to the whole body.

If someone else does this, they are undoubtedly looking for death. Others hate to do their best to suppress the ****, but Mu Feng wants to run those **** all over his body.

However, when those **** circulated all over the body with the blood, they gradually disappeared silently, and they could not pose the slightest threat to Mu Feng at all.

Mu Feng's Divine Eye Bloodline and the absorbed Divine Blood Bloodline and Scorpion Divine Bloodline are all things that contain strong corrosive power.

In terms of toxicity, a drop of Mu Feng's blood was enough to poison a Ling Xuan Realm master!

"Who's Xiaoxiao, get out!"

Mu Feng shouted violently, holding the Black Spirit Divine Sword, vigilantly sensing the surrounding sounds.

Since the other party is an archer, then if you shoot with an arrow, whether you hit it or not, you will definitely leave the original place immediately, Mu Feng was delayed by the **** for a little time, and it is impossible to make a contribution if you counterattack.

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