The pitch-black scabbard and the silver war knife swayed with a bang, but in an instant, they collided again with the blazing true qi, the light and flame splashed, and the edge was like rain, on one side was the golden sword qi that was incomparably sharp, and the dark iron could be easily cut, and on the other side was the silver thunder light that was domineering and powerful, distorting the air, the boy and the youth were colliding, both of them were called heavenly pride, and the young man who was born in the strongest force in Tingzhou fought in the unknown depths of the mist, and they knew that there was only one survivor today.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, Lei Wei's mighty sword suppressed the scabbard, and the thunder light exploded on Ling Qingyun's body, wafting a puff of scorched smoke.

"But that's it!" Mu Feiyu sneered.

Ling Qingyun was indifferent, the scabbard in his hand suddenly launched, like a meteor, the scabbard without a blade showed a sharp edge, and Mu Feiyu, who sensed a strong threat, turned back to defense, where could he stop it? The scabbard penetrated the body, and a blood flower exploded in Yu Mu Feiyu's chest, and the young master of the Saint Ting Village, who was showing off his might, was finally injured.

It's a pity that Ling Qingyun is really not strong at this time, otherwise the Storm Sword Intent will be launched, and the powerful force that almost killed the Linghua Realm can completely end Mu Feiyu!

The sound and roar followed, the sword and the sword collided, the sharp gold and the domineering thunder danced together, and the battle was fierce.

"It's really worthy of Brother Ling. The injured Mu Feiyu showed a solemn expression, he understood that he should not underestimate this young man in the slightest, even if his age and cultivation were far from being comparable to himself, the record of drawing with Zhao Xiyu was not fake, even Lu Zhicheng, a strong Linghua powerhouse whom he trusted deeply, suffered a big loss under his sword and almost died!

"Damn!" Thinking of this, Mu Feiyu's solemn expression became distorted again, and he thought of Lu Zhicheng who had been taken captive, he was a strong Linghua man, and the strongest combat power he could mobilize was one of the few high-level combat power in the entire Saint Ting Village!

"Why don't you die in peace?" he said softly, his eyes were as gloomy as if he had a thousand-year-old feud, and when he heard this, Ling Qingyun understood that this person was about to tear off the mask of hypocrisy.

"Lu Zhicheng can't kill you, I'll kill you. Oh, just right, also solved the disobedient subordinates. As if talking to himself, Mu Feiyu's momentum is rising, revealing a crazy terror, Lei Yan is surging and dazzling on him, and it is like a dragon soaring for nine days, with a domineering attitude that looks at all directions!

"Boom!" waved the knife, thunder fell, thunder shook the sky, Mu Feiyu seemed to be a completely different person, with a calm expression hiding the anger of intending to burn everything, every knife, every thunder and lightning control was so wonderful, forming an overwhelming network to pour down, to use the power of the righteous to put the opponent to death. This is the true strength of him, Mu Feiyu, the young master of Shengting Village, with the strength and domineering of the martial arts of the Shengting Zhuang family, crushing everything and moving forward!

In terms of strength, Mu Feiyu can't be compared with the strong Linghua Lu Zhicheng, but he is not weaker than the old mercenary powerhouse Wei Chishan, and the domineering degree of the attack alone is even worse, otherwise, he can't suppress Zhong Mingsong, Jin Xuanxuan and others, and for Ling Qingyun, who was almost forced to a dead end by Lu Zhicheng, this kind of strong enemy is undoubtedly the most severe challenge!

"Heavenly Punishment Slash!" With a roar, the war knife and the thunder light were one, making a torrent and falling brilliantly, the endless thunder roared like the roar of the sky, to wash away the sins and filth of the world, Ling Qingyun, whose face was full of snow white by the blazing thunder, gritted his teeth and swung his sword, and the pitch-black scabbard rose from the ground with the dragon's roar, but it was like a golden dragon soaring into the air, wanting to fight with the sky!

The result was obvious, the golden dragon was struck by the heavenly thunder, and his golden scales exploded, and his bloody state was indescribably miserable, Ling Qingyun was also shocked and staggered backwards, his feet were almost broken, and there were even thunder snakes wandering around his body, piercing through the true qi with teeth and claws, piercing his body, bringing numbing and terrifying pain.

"Is that all? It's really disappointing!" Mu Feiyu pressed forward step by step with his battle knife, and the sword waved, the trajectory as bright as thunder was extremely obvious, but it was extremely fast, and he could only resist this dignified killing move with force! How could Ling Qingyun, who was covered in bruises, be blocked and retreated, and blood flowed out from all possible ruptures, sprinkling the scorched ground.

"What's the matter? What's going on? What about your sword? What about your sword technique? What about your white rainbow that drew with Zhao Xiyu? Where is your killing move that hit Lu Zhicheng hard? It can't be these soft sword qi, right?" The thunder flames flowed all over his body, Mu Feiyu looked more and more powerful, his smile was open, the strong and swift sword suppressed all the sword moves, and the attacking sword qi was annihilated by the mighty thunder, and occasionally there was a sharp edge that could penetrate the thunder and lightning, leaving a shallow scar on his golden body that flowed silver, which aroused his ferocity, and his eyes were scarlet, like the thunder flame of the angry roar was even more terrifying.

Ling Qingyun, who was ridiculed like this, just didn't say anything, and waved the pitch-black scabbard to dissolve the powerful power of the battle knife, trying to disintegrate the thunder light to reduce the damage, his steps were vigorous, and the sword momentum was fast and changeable, and he really eliminated countless dangers, and the skills he used were enough to make many Golden Body Realm sword cultivators breathtaking.

But helplessly, he was too weak at this time, so weak that even if he was dissolved and transferred layer by layer, the power could make him vomit blood, and the fish that was so weak that the thunder sea could also penetrate the true qi of the body, in this case, even if he had powerful killing moves such as the Golden Cracking Sword Intent, the Meteor Sword Intent, and the Yanbo Sword Technique, he couldn't exert it, and he was crushed to death by Mu Feiyu's strength to break through ten thousand laws!

"Why don't you speak? Are you ashamed of yourself?" Mu Feiyu continued to laugh, and the sword qi in his hand split away with a slight touch of the sword in his hand: "You don't want to use this kind of thing against me, do you?"

Mu Feiyu's voice was cold, he suddenly erupted, and the battle knife wrapped in the rolling thunder flame once again slashed down with an incomparable momentum, like a mighty river and like a thousand beasts galloping, drowning Ling Qingyun in an instant, and devouring all the intertwined sword qi that he had struggled to split!

The golden light and sword roar in the thunder sound were dimmed again, and when the thunder curtain fell, revealing Ling Qingyun's extremely miserable and weak figure, the golden true qi around him was as bright as a flame, and it seemed that it would collapse in the next moment.

"Thunder is the power that verifies the name of Tingzhou, and it is also the strongest attribute in the world, you have the mighty wind and thunder technique but don't cultivate the thunder method, and you learn from the Golden Lion Sect to cultivate the golden line? It's really ridiculous! Can you realize the gap now?" Mu Feiyu approached step by step, the battle knife in his hand shook slightly, as if he couldn't wait to cut off Ling Qingyun's head, he slashed the knife down with a smile, and after the clang, the war knife swung back.

"Are you still resisting senselessly?" Mu Feiyu snorted: "Don't you think that this body covered in bruises is even more miserable and ridiculous than a beggar? Don't you think that it is better to live and die than to endure this kind of pain? If I hadn't wanted to cut off your head myself, this head would have turned into blood and mud under Lu Zhicheng's hammer." ”

"You have a lot to say. Ling Qingyun said coldly, he was dripping blood all over his body, more like a monster than a human, but his voice remained cold and calm: "Since it is thunder, it is enough to defeat the opponent with the power of destroying the withering and decaying, I have never heard of a noisy thunder, could it be that this is a new spell created by the Holy Thunder Village, or is it the first creation of your genius?"

"It's easy to kill you, but I just want to hear you scream and beg for mercy. Mu Feiyu said.

"It's because you're not sure that you want to attack your heart with words, right?" Ling Qingyun sneered, the sword scabbard was lightly raised, and the sweeping war knife was dissolved, and the thunder light guided it to the sky, and it was another sweep, and the faint sword qi was intertwined, disintegrated by the sword light, and annihilated by the thunder, only a faint star fell on Mu Feiyu's body, like a curling smoke blowing by, leaving an insignificant shallow wound.

"Even with your tickling attack, you deserve to let me attack my heart?" Mu Feiyu sneered, the battle knife in his hand became more and more persecutive, and the silver-white sword light wrapped in Lei Yan swept through layer by layer, and it seemed that nothing could survive in this power.

As Mu Feiyu expected, the smoke-like illusory and weak sword light disappeared under the knife, Ling Qingyun was retreating, sprinkling more blood and flesh, his body was like a piece of scorched wood under the lightning strike, no matter how exquisite his sword skills were, he couldn't stop this dignified frontal onslaught, what Qingfeng Golden Sword, Nanming's first day of pride, but it was the end of a strong crossbow, and death was his only destination!

"Do you have any last words, such as leaving the body intact, or burying it with that woman?" When he said this, Mu Feiyu's eyes with a cold expression flashed with an inexplicable light, which was excitement, happiness, and even anger, jealousy, and melancholy.

Jin Xuanxuan, the few surviving people scolded him, but they couldn't move, they couldn't intervene in the battle, they could only watch the Tianjiao or lover in their minds being killed, this feeling was really ...... Mu Feiyu had the pleasure of revenge, but this was not in the original plan, he was not interested in Jin Xuanxuan, he was just angry with the two of them and hurt his face, and it couldn't reach the point of hatred, but now, he felt that this kind of revenge was really extremely happy, and smoking poppies was like an unstoppable thing.

"Perhaps, it's also a good choice to become a demon just like that. Mu Feiyu licked his lips and smiled a little hysterically, becoming a demon is destined to be cut off from humanity, which means that the position of the young master of the Holy Thunder Village that he has worked so hard to obtain will be far away, and even the entire continent will be his enemy...... But so what? Compared with the pleasure at this time, the usual flaunting power, fine clothes and jade food, pink beauty, and even the sense of achievement as the heir of Shengting Village are empty, even if they really abandon it, it seems that there will be no reluctance.

Then take this step, starting with the enemy in front of you, and then go on a killing spree in the misty barren forest! If Lu Zhicheng is here, he will definitely do his best to obstruct it, right? Thinking about it, the appearance of that moth is really a coincidence, which not only gives him the opportunity to slash the enemy, but also sweeps away the stumbling blocks of trouble......

Mu Feiyu couldn't help but smile, everything was under control, the world had this kind of beauty that he had not found in the past and even hated, a portal to a new world had clearly opened in front of him, and he couldn't wait to step into it.

With this thought spreading wildly, a mutation happened to Mu Feiyu!