Xue Muhua held the sword in his right hand and pointed at Mu Feng from afar.

Mu Feng held the handle of the knife with both hands and erected it in front of his chest.

The knife in Mu Feng's hand only had a hilt left.

A foot-long cut was cut out of the shirt on his chest, and flesh and blood were bursting out.

"How is this possible? ”

"Although he was a little injured, this young man did block Elder Mu Hua's supernatural sword. It's incredible. ”

"No, no, I must be dazzled. Elder Mu Hua was superb, claiming that the black bird was invincible, how could he be taken over by a stinky kid. ”

The result of the battle made everyone's eyes stumble.

The Yi family, who didn't want Mu Feng to lose, secretly let out a sigh of relief.

"Yay!" Chun Tao jumped up even more excitedly.

Although Yi Feixue's performance was not so obvious, the white knuckles of her grip could finally relax. However, when she saw the wound on Mu Feng's chest, a trace of unspeakable regret flashed in Ken's heart.

Yi Tianxin quietly dispersed the secretly condensed vitality, and his expression relaxed.

The supernatural sword was followed by Mu Feng, and Xue Muhua was also exhausted in donkey skills.

"Boy, looking at the entire Wuque Town, you are still the first to be able to take the old man's supernatural sword at the cost of minor injuries. Xue Muhua took a deep breath and said solemnly.

Mu Feng threw the handle of the knife aside, clapped his hands, reached out to wipe the blood stains on his body, and said lightly: "Either say, the brain is a good thing, but unfortunately, there are no more people, so I can only die in vain under your sword." ”

"Yes, you take the first sword, what about the second sword?" Xue Muhua gestured again.

"If you can block the first sword, you can block the second sword, or, when the second sword, you may not be killed. Mu Feng looked at Xue Muhua with a smile, and his eyes seemed to be thinking about where to go under the knife.

"Don't be ashamed. Die. Xue Muhua said, and directly launched the Divine Transformation Sword.

Mu Feng's brows frowned slightly, the sword in Xue Muhua's hand was obviously the best mortal grade.

The only weapon of the highest grade in the entire game.

In the Blue Moon Continent, the weapons are different in grade, which are mortal weapons, mortal treasures, magic weapons, magic weapons, etc., and each grade of weapons is also divided into four levels: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade.

Each rank of a weapon increases exponentially. Therefore, the grade and rank of the weapon are also one of the criteria for measuring a person's strength.

If he has a weapon in his hand, don't say that Xue Muhua has launched the Divine Transformation Sword twice, even if he launches it ten times, he will accompany him to the end.

Directly consume him.

"Mu Feng, take the knife. At this time, Yi Tianxin suddenly threw his weapon at Mu Feng.

Mu Feng reflexively reached out and volleyed the knife into his hand.

Superior mortal ware!

Although it was one grade lower than the sword in Xue Muhua's hand, it was enough for Mu Feng.

The sword code is made out of nothing!

As soon as Mu Feng's knife arrived, he instantly launched the sword code out of nothing.

This game is evenly matched.

Xue Muhua glanced at Yi Tianxin coldly, and then turned his gaze to Mu Feng: "Boy, although the knife in your hand is good, it is just a top-grade mortal product. I think you can support it a few more times. ”

"The level of the weapon is not as important as you think. Otherwise, for the first time, it would be impossible for me to take a low-grade mortal weapon and take your supernatural sword. Therefore, cultivators should pay more attention to their own cultivation. To be cultivated to a certain extent, picking flowers and flying leaves can also be comparable to the treasure of heaven and earth. ”

"Moreover, do you think that the master will only be beaten passively? Hehe, you have already attacked twice, and next, it is time to change the master to attack once. ”

"If you can take it, the master can spare you from dying. ”

Mu Feng said, the knife in his hand was slowly raised, and the vitality of his whole body was running at great speed.

"This martial art is called: 'The Shadow of the Sword Book Swims in the Sword Break. ’”

Mu Feng let out a deep sigh, and the long knife that was originally slowly raised suddenly flipped and slashed. The light and shadow of the knife in the hand of the long knife projected out, like thousands of troops, unparalleled momentum, invincible. When the sword shadow approached Xue Muhua, they exploded one after another, and the fragments of the sword shadow turned into endless cold stars, like meteors catching the moon, shooting towards Xue Muhua.

Xue Muhua felt that the hairs on his whole body stood up, surging cold, bursts of murderous intent, like ocean waves, wave heads, wave heads, smashed down.

"The ultimate killing of the sword. ”

At the last critical moment of his life, Xue Muhua burst out of his full potential. Previously, he had deduced countless times the ultimate killing of the Divine Sword, and finally completed the sublimation at this moment.

The handle of the cold sword, counting the sword light, like the fire of the sky descending into the world, like the collapse of the galaxy, hunting and tragic.

Boom Boom Boom –

"Everybody got out of the way. Yi Tianfei shouted quickly, and took the lead in breaking through the living room and rushing out.

"Let's go. Yi Tianxin grabbed Yi Shengxue and Chun Tao one by one, and quickly left the living room, "Everyone in the Yi family is a hundred meters away from the living room." Immediately, immediately. ”

"Boom"

The entire living room of Yijia, the roof was knocked out, and the surrounding walls also completely collapsed, and the broken stone and wood shot out all around, making a "boom" sound of breaking the sky.

If someone is hit, they can pierce the body in an instant.

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

Lucky to escape from the living room, whether it was a disciple of the Yi family or a disciple of the Xue family, they couldn't help but gasp a few times with palpitations.

Berserk, just too violent.

At this moment, the sound of the fight also fell silent. Everyone's eyes widened nervously, holding their breath as they stared at the ruined and dusty center of the living room.

It will be clear who wins and who loses.

The dust settled, and the scene of the fight clearly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Mu Feng's hair is quite neat, his clothes are a little messy, gray but unstained. And the knife he was holding in his hand was cut off from the middle. What remained in his hands was only half of the blade.

Xue Muhua had his hair scattered, half-kneeling on the ground, holding a long sword in his hand, covering his chest with one hand, and coughing up blood outward.

Could it be—

Really-

The crowd did not dare to imagine it.

"Congratulations, you can continue to live. Mu Feng put away the half-cut blade in his hand and said to Xue Muhua lightly.

"I, I, ahem......" Xue Muhua said intermittently, coughing up a mouthful of blood again, "I would rather die if I live like this." Kill me. Ahem—"

Xue Muhua kept coughing as he spoke. Blood trickled down the corners of his mouth.

"I said you could live if you could take my sword, and you did. Mu Feng said lightly as he walked out. "Of course, if you want to die, you can solve it yourself, and there is no need to let others carry this black cauldron. I believe that you should still have this bit of strength. ”