The depths of Murong Yu's eyes swept over a touch of cold murderous intent. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!) What he hates most in his life is this kind of person who kills the killer if he doesn't agree with him. Whenever he encounters such a person, he has the urge to kill the other party.

And Feng Junbang is such a person.

The sword light was fierce, as if it had torn through the void, and it was quickly strangled in front of Murong Yu. If it were an ordinary foundation building period monk, under such a close sneak attack, I am afraid that it would be directly crushed by Feng Jun.

It's just that Murong Yu is in the middle stage of foundation building, and he has a small realm than Feng Jun.

In the cultivation realm, if you are a small realm higher, there is a huge gap in strength. In front of the monks in the middle stage of foundation building, the monks in the early stage of foundation building are simply vulnerable.

I saw that Murong Yu's face was gloomy, and he didn't dodge or dodge the flying sword that shot at him. The moment he saw that the flying sword was about to crush his head, he moved.

The right hand condensed a trace of black true yuan power. And if someone looked closely, they could see that there was a faint spark of electricity circulating in the black true element force.

"Break it for me!"

Murong Yu roared, and a punch was directly struck, slamming into the oncoming flying sword.

Bang!

After the earth-shattering bang, the flying sword that Feng Jun shot was immediately sent out by Murong Yu with a punch. On the other hand, Murong Yu stood on top of the spear without moving.

"How is that possible?"

At this moment, Feng Jun's face showed a look of horror. Murong Yu actually just relied on the strength of his physical body to directly smash his mid-grade magic weapon-level flying sword into the air.

How powerful is his strength? How terrifying is his physical strength? You must know, it is a medium-grade magic weapon-level flying sword, not an ordinary weapon made of mortal iron.

"Go!" Feng Jun shouted, pinched a sword trick, and commanded the flying sword to strangle it again.

Murong Yu's eyes flickered, and under the blow just now, his body only shook slightly, and he was shocked by a huge force. Others don't feel any discomfort.

The flesh of a high-grade magic weapon!

Murong Yu sneered in his heart, he already knew the strength of his physical body at this moment. Seeing the flying sword tearing again, he sneered, his heart moved, and the power in his body exploded wildly, and then blasted out again with a punch.

Rumble!

Click!

Murong Yu didn't even use the power of the dragon, he directly punched, and with just one punch, the flying sword was blasted out again. And at this time, Feng Jun was even more shocked to see that the medium-grade magic weapon-level flying sword given to him by his grandfather actually broke into two pieces with a "click".

"Poof!"

The mind was connected to the flying sword, and after the flying sword broke, Feng Jun's mind was immediately hit hard, only to see him spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person suddenly fell from the flying sword.

At this time, the surrounding disciples reacted. With an exclamation, several sword lights flashed, and someone had already caught Feng Jun. The others firmly held Feng Jun inside, looking at Murong Yu murderously.

"Kill him, kill him!" Feng Jun fell to the ground, his face pale, obviously not lightly. It's just that he looked at Murong Yu with a resentful face, gritted his teeth, and looked like he wanted to eat Murong Yu raw.

"Boy, you are really looking for death, do you know the identity of Young Master Feng Jun? He is the grandson of Elder Feng! You actually interrupted his magic weapon! You are really looking for death, hurry up and cut yourself, otherwise you will definitely be killed." A disciple from the late stage of foundation building walked out and looked at Murong Yu with a cold face.

In addition, several disciples also walked out, looking at Murong Yu with murderous eyes.

They all gathered around Feng Jun and kept flattering him, for what? And obviously, now is a good opportunity. As long as they kill Murong Yu and avenge Feng Jun, then they will have a closer relationship with Feng Jun, and they will be better mixed in the Void Heaven Sect in the future.

"A bunch of idiots. Murong Yu glanced at everyone with an indifferent expression, and his heart was very disdainful. These people don't pose any threat to him at all.

It's just that Murong Yu's gaze stayed on one of them for a moment. This person's cultivation is very powerful, although it is far inferior to Gong Lianghao and others, but it also makes Murong Yu unable to see through the other party's cultivation.

"Boy, be careful, this person is a monk in the fusion period. At least thirty of them, you are no match for him. This is, Hetu's voice sounded in Murong Yu's ears.

"Fusion Period?Thirty Cockroach Powers?" Hearing this, a smile appeared on Murong Yu's face. Although his dragon strength is still not as good as that of the Thirty Cockpits, it is not far behind.

Although this person's cultivation is stronger than himself, if he wants to kill himself, he can't do it.

"Look for death!"

Seeing Murong Yu's disdainful expression, these foundation building period monks suddenly became furious. One of them roared even more, directly driving the flying sword to tear it apart.

At the same time, the flying swords of several other foundation building period monks were also torn apart.

All of a sudden, the void was filled with the whistling sound of flying swords, as well as all kinds of colorful sword lights, tearing the sky and strangling towards Murong Yu.

Murong Yu's face was cold, he sneered, his hands condensed the black true yuan power, and blasted out directly.

Boom!

After several earth-shattering noises in a row, those flying swords that strangled towards Murong Yu were directly smashed into pieces of scrap iron, shattered, and flew out in the void.

Poof! poof

Every time the flying sword was broken, a disciple sprayed blood wildly, and fell to the ground with a languid face, looking at Murong Yu in the void with an incredulous expression.

"Who is this man, how can the flesh be so terrifying?" There were already many disciples coming and going nearby, and the battle between Murong Yu and them attracted many people to come and watch.

At this moment, one by one, they were all shocked when they saw Murong Yu's great divine power and smash the flying swords of these disciples with his fist.

Although it is said that the flying sword grade of these disciples is not very good, it is only a low-grade magic weapon. But it is also a magic weapon, Murong Yu's physical body is too powerful.

"Hey, isn't that person the new outer disciple? the one who confronted Wei Han half a month ago. But now it's time to break through to the foundation building period?"

In the crowd, someone obviously recognized Murong Yu's identity.

"Murong Yu, what identity?" Someone immediately asked curiously. Immediately, those who knew Murong Yu had some knowledge of everything they knew.

"Tsk, this guy is too strong. However, his physical body is really powerful. Even if it's flying, it's different, flying with a gun, hehe......"

All of a sudden, everyone discussed this Murong Yu. And Murong Yu also began to officially appear in front of the disciples of the Void Heaven Sect because of today.

A chaotic fist smashed out, and suddenly, all the flying swords of the foundation building period monks present were smashed by Murong Yu. This is only because Murong Yu doesn't want to take their lives, otherwise these people will be vulnerable at all, and they will be killed directly by Murong Yu.

It's just that, even so, the foundation building period monks who had just made a move were also severely affected because of this, and they all looked at Murong Yu with frightened expressions but extremely resentful.

"It's interesting, in the middle stage of foundation building, there is such a strong body. I'd like to see what you're capable of. At this time, the only Rotational Period Monk walked out, looking at Murong Yu with indifferent eyes, and his voice was even more cold.

"Rotation period?" Murong Yu sneered, a look of disdain. If that fusion stage realm monk made a move, Murong Yu might still have some scruples.