The small black sword, quietly suspended in the sword spirit space, although it seems to be inconspicuous, but it reveals an indescribable domineering and crazy killing rage, but under this domineering and furiousness, it still can't hide its sluggish aura.

"Is this the sword spirit of the remnant sword?"

Mu Feng's eyes stared at the suspended black sword, and muttered to himself, feeling the domineering and furious contained in the black sword, and he was a little unable to come back to his senses for a while, as if he was shocked by the black sword.

"Mu Feng, hurry up and ambush it. Just when Mu Feng was a little distracted, Qingyu suddenly shouted, waking him up.

Hearing this, Mu Feng, who came back to his senses, also nodded, and his kind heart continued to pass away, and under this kind of communication, Mu Feng was gradually accepted by the black sword.

When he was accepted by the black sword, Mu Feng did not hesitate, as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, all of which were sprayed on the remnant sword, turning into a power of essence blood, and condensing into a blood mark in the body of the remnant sword.

And when the blood seal took shape, Mu Feng could feel that the remnant sword had been able to communicate with him.

Confess the Lord successfully!

A touch of excitement welled up on Mu Feng's face, and with a stretch of his palm, he took out the remnant sword from the light cluster, and this time he took it out without the slightest repulsion.

The rusty remnant sword was lying quietly in Mu Feng's palm, looking a little heavy, and on the surface of the sword body, there was a sharp black light flashing from time to time, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Inferred by Mu Feng, the grade of this sword. At least at the level of the upper grade!

However, a look of doubt flashed across Mu Feng's face, because after ambushing the remnant sword, he also found out. This remnant sword spirit also seems to be a little incomplete.

Qingyu seemed to sense Mu Feng's thoughts, and then pointed to the tip of the sword in Mu Feng's hand and said, "Connect it." ”

Mu Feng was a little stunned at this time, nodded, and brought the three-inch sword tip to the broken point of the broken sword. Immediately, he sensed that an extremely subtle energy fluctuation was silently transmitted from the tip of the sword. Enter the sword spirit space.

And with the slightest energy fluctuation into the sword spirit space, it was quickly absorbed by the black sword, and then Mu Feng could see that the black sword was at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Begin to swell and solidify. It didn't stop until it doubled.

Seeing this, a look of joy appeared on Mu Feng's face, and he said in his heart: "Qingyu, what should I do next?"

"Put the sword away, it is not appropriate to unlock the seal of the Xuanling Sword in the sword mound, go out and talk about it, the Xuanli energy here is strong and pure. You might as well use the rest of the time to practice. Qingyu groaned slightly. Road.

Mu Feng nodded, and as soon as his mind moved, he put the remnant sword into the Void Stone, and then slowly walked forward, came to an open place, and sat down.

"Let's see if we can break through to the middle stage of Xiaocheng in the Escape Realm this time?"

Mu Feng muttered to himself, now that his cultivation has reached the peak of the Great Perfection in the early stage of the Easy Realm, if he can use the extremely powerful and pure Xuan Power Energy of the Sword Shrine to break through the middle stage of the Easy Realm, it would be even better.

With the improvement of strength, Mu Feng felt more and more that his cultivation was too low, and when he fought against a genius like Xiahou Chong, he suffered a lot, if his cultivation was the same as his, Mu Feng believed that it would not be difficult for him to defeat him.

"You can cultivate here with peace of mind, I believe that Xiahou Chong, and I don't dare to do anything to you, and I can help you protect the Fa. Qingyu said.

Mu Feng nodded, and stopped talking, his eyes slowly closed, his hands were sealed in front of him, and the Holy Sun Thunder Technique was in operation, and the power of sucking and pulling also erupted from his body.

Suddenly, the majestic and pure Xuan Power also gathered in large quantities, and then surged towards Mu Feng's body at an astonishing speed, and finally poured into Mu Feng's body continuously.

The extremely majestic Xuan Li was sucked into Mu Feng's body, so that Mu Feng could clearly feel it, and a torrent of majestic Xuan Li quickly poured into the body, and then operated according to the meridians of the Holy Sun Thunder Jue, and finally poured into the dantian continuously.

At this time, in the dantian, waves of pure Xuan power roared like a tide, and then all of them were absorbed by the Xuan Spirit suspended in the dantian.

"Boom, boom!"

Along with this, there was a dull sound of waves crashing on the shore, that was Mu Feng impacting the eighth meridian of the Holy Sun Thunder Jue, with the help of the energy of the Arhat Wuji Fruit, after opening up the fifth meridian of the Holy Sun Thunder Jue, Mu Feng successively opened up the sixth and seventh meridians, and now he is also preparing to use the energy in the sword mound to impact the eighth meridian.

Holy Day Thunder Jue, every time a meridian is opened, the quality of the Holy Day Thunder Xuan will have a big improvement, so although Mu Feng's cultivation is low, but when he competes with a martial artist whose cultivation is higher than him, he rarely falls behind, the reason is that the quality of his Xuan Power is far better than ordinary people.

The majestic Xuanli energy poured into Mu Feng's body, and under the traction of Mu Feng's mind, it also launched an impact towards the eighth meridian of the Holy Sun Lei Xuan.

"Bang bang!"

The extremely powerful and continuous Xuan Li energy hit the blockage of the eighth meridian of the Holy Sun Lei Xuan, making a sound of waves crashing on the shore, and Mu Feng's body also trembled slightly because of the severe pain caused by this impact.

The meridians of the Holy Day Lei Xuan are extremely difficult to get through, Mu Feng has only opened seven in the past two years, and it is only under various coincidences that he has done this, if he is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will be difficult to do this without ten or eight years.

The mystical energy in the sword mound is majestic and pure, inexhaustible, and inexhaustible, so it is also perfect to open up the eighth meridian here.

......

With the passage of time, the three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the blockage of the meridians, which had been rock-solid, also became loose under this impact, which made De Mufeng also pleasantly surprised.

Mu Feng condensed his mind, and the Holy Sun Thunder Technique was also running to the extreme, and the majestic Xuan Force energy, with an irresistible momentum, bombarded heavily in the blockage of the eighth meridian of the Holy Sun Thunder Xuan.

"Bang bang!"

The majestic Xuan Power impacted the blockages in the meridians again and again, and with the support of the Xuan Power of the Sword Shrine, Mu Feng now has almost inexhaustible Xuan Power in his body.

However, the kind of pain brought by such a violent impact, even the tenacious Mu Feng was a little unbearable, his thin face became a little distorted, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, extremely hideous, and his body continued to tremble slightly.

Time passed slowly, and this continuous impact continued for another day. Although the blockage in the meridians was extremely strong, under this impact, it was finally impossible to withstand it anymore.

"Click, click!"

The sound of clicking and clicking quietly sounded in Mu Feng's body, and some subtle cracks had begun to appear on those blocked surfaces.

"Break it for me!"

A wave of extremely powerful Xuanli energy rushed away, slamming heavily into the blockage that was already full of cracks.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the blockage in the meridians burst open, and the majestic Xuan power, like a flood that opened the floodgates, poured into the meridians like a broken bamboo.

The eighth meridian of the Holy Day Thunder Xuan, open up!

Mu Feng couldn't care about the joy, so he was immersed in cultivation again, although the eighth meridian of the Holy Day Lei Xuan was opened, he still failed to break through to the middle stage of the Freedom Realm.

The Xuan power in the sword mound was like a tide, surging towards Mu Feng's body, with the help of the domineering power of the Holy Sun Lei Xuan, Mu Feng's cultivation speed was also a little domineering and amazing.

Feeling the slowly rising aura on Mu Feng's body, Qingyu also nodded slightly, at this speed, I'm afraid it won't be long before Mu Feng can advance to the middle stage of the Easy Realm.

Mu Feng's strength was originally at the peak of Xiaocheng in the early stage of the Freedom Realm, as long as he took advantage of an opportunity, he could break through the bottleneck and be promoted smoothly, but now with the help of the Sword Shrine of the Infinite Sword Sect, it was not difficult to advance to the middle stage of the Freedom Realm.

Time is still flowing, and in a blink of an eye, it is the fifteenth day after Mu Feng entered the sword mound.

"Almost. Feeling the breath of Mu Feng, Qingyu nodded slowly and muttered.

"Boom!"

And when Qingyu's words hadn't fallen, I saw Mu Feng's body, which suddenly trembled, and an extremely strong breath, like water lines, swept out of Mu Feng's body in a ring, and then dispersed outward.

Mu Feng's tightly closed eyes also opened suddenly, and there was an unprecedented fierce color flashing in his eyes.

Mu Feng stood up, feeling the powerful power growing in his body, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, with the help of the majestic and pure Xuanli energy in the sword mound, he finally broke through again, and entered the realm of Xiaocheng in the middle of the free realm, and also opened up the eighth meridian of the Holy Sun Lei Xuan, plus the harvest of the remnant sword, this time the sword mound and his party can be said to have gained a lot.

"Congratulations. Qingyu's voice also came from the body.

"The time was just right, it was time to go out. Mu Feng said with a smile, then looked around, but did not find Xiahou Chong's figure.

"Don't look for it, that kid went out yesterday, but he picked a good sword, it seems to have reached the middle grade of the ground level. Qingyu said with a smile.

"Then let's go, too. Mu Feng nodded, but without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and swept towards the exit of the sword mound.

......

Before the light curtain, Deputy Sect Master Mu and Elder Xu Kong glanced at each other, and then they both smiled helplessly, Xiahou Chong's talent was really surprising, but this Qingcang Mansion disciple named Mu Feng seemed to be more perverted, and as far as they knew, Mu Feng seemed to have entered Qingcang Mansion for less than three years.

"Let's go. ”

Deputy Sect Master Mu said lightly, and Elder Xu Kong also nodded, and then the space around the two of them was distorted, and their figures disappeared...... (To be continued......)