At this time, Mu Feng escaped death, and this kind of play was only used when Mu Feng was present with his brothers. Once it is used, there is no advance or retreat, and the internal force is emptied, and there is no power to fight again. Mu Feng also noticed the change in Murong Cheng, and wanted to lose at least two defeats in this blow, and then fight with all his strength to escape.

Unexpectedly, Murong Cheng actually had a panacea, and he actually recovered most of Murong Cheng's internal injuries in a breath.

At this time, the situation took a turn for the worse, and Mu Feng knew that this time it was a life of nine deaths. The thought of being at the hands of robbers in this life can't help but feel a little sad. Thinking of this, my heart was confused, and I spurted a few mouthfuls of blood.

Because of Murong City's extremely deep internal strength, Mu Feng was extremely heavy. Originally, the internal force that was transported had to be all hit, but at this time, it was counter-shocked by Murong Cheng, and the unreleased internal force carried a little internal force of Murong Cheng to the shock, wandering in the hand Taiyin Lung Sutra, rampage, and recklessly.

Mu Fengdun felt as if there were thousands of ants biting him, and he was in pain. If that internal energy was allowed to act arbitrarily, it would destroy Mu Feng's surrounding meridians after a moment. How dare Mu Feng slack off, he has no time to take care of the predicament around him. Hurriedly sit on luck and guide the internal force into the lungs.

Murong Cheng saw that the cold wind actually sat on the ground, and his face flickered brightly and darkly. Xindao: This kid is really bold enough to heal in this situation?

After thinking about it secretly, Murong Cheng understood the reason for Mu Feng's backlash.

Murong Cheng originally wanted to go up and end up with Mu Feng's life. can think about it, Mu Feng's swordsmanship is of such a high grade, if it can be used for his own use, his strength will definitely go to the next level. And looking at Mu Feng's last move, the white light on his sword body was flooded, and that attack method that only cultivators have. With such a wonderful magic technique, how could he Murong Cheng not blush?

After having this thought, Murong Cheng slowly walked to Mu Feng's back and slapped Mu Feng's back with his palm, wanting to invalidate his skills...

At this time, Mu Feng was struggling to guide the internal strength to prevent the internal energy from running around.

Suddenly, Mu Feng only felt that there was a force in his heart, and he wanted to resist, but he couldn't gather internal strength, so he had to let it rush into his body.

That force hit the dantian directly, and the dantian suddenly felt like a tear, and it was instantly shattered. The dantian was destroyed, and Mu Feng was seriously injured again, and he fell to the ground and spewed out several mouthfuls of blood.

Mu Feng endured the pain, the internal strength in his body was still running slowly, originally the martial artists all used the dantian as the divine sea to store the internal strength, but Mu Feng was different. The old man who taught Mu Feng Gongfa, he taught an internal strength method - "Divine Breath Decision" is not to cultivate the dantian, but to hide the internal strength between the five elements, otherwise he would not die here today.

And because of Murong Cheng's strength, he forced the chaotic internal strength in Mu Feng's body into his lungs by the way.

After a while, Mu Feng dredged his internal strength. After the operation was completed, he slowly stood up. At this moment, Mu Feng not only had no internal injuries, but his realm was even more loose, and the palm just now gave him a trace of enlightenment, and he had a further understanding of the Divine Breath Technique and the Lingwei Sword Technique.

At this time, Murong Cheng, who was not far away, was shocked, and said in his heart: Obviously, a slap is enough to make this kid's martial arts useless, and there is no possibility of cultivation?

Mu Feng sneered: "Big boss, I didn't expect you to take advantage of others. Okay, then take me another trick - Platinum Breaker. ”

Mu Feng escaped death, and whether he could survive this time was in this blow.

endured the severe pain, used his internal strength, and rushed towards Murong City with his sword. At this time, the Mu Feng meridians were damaged, and if they were forced to operate again, the consequences would be unimaginable. But he had no other way, and his life hung by a thread. Mu Feng is confident, and the next move is definitely stronger than the power just now. Only by severely injuring or killing Murong City again could Mu Feng have a chance to escape from Dragon Tiger Village, and then hide in this Goyu Mountain.

Because of Murong Cheng's 'help', Mu Feng can now mobilize more internal strength in his lungs, coupled with his new understanding of swordsmanship, so this swordsmanship is even more powerful.

On the other hand, Murong Cheng's injuries have not healed, and he has just spent a lot of internal strength, at this time, Mu Feng's sword moves are like a swift wind, how can he still have the strength to dodge again. Murong Cheng's heart sank, and he had to raise his internal force again to resist it.

Obviously, the blow just now had seriously injured Murong Cheng, and although he took the pill, he could no longer use his internal strength in a short period of time. Murong Cheng was also killed, coveting Mu Feng's swordsmanship, and he also fought out the palm just now.

Seeing that Murong Cheng was also at the end of the crossbow, Mu Feng was secretly happy in his heart. The first time he touched it, Murong Cheng was obviously weak. Immediately, he once again agitated the internal strength of the metal, and saw that the long sword glowing with white light was about to hit Murong Cheng, and suddenly Mu Feng's body was blocked, and the blade of the sword was also like hitting steel, and it was not allowed to pierce half a point.

Then, the long sword in Mu Feng's hand shattered violently. Before Mu Feng could react, he suddenly felt a thousand pound blow in his chest, and then his body flew backwards violently, falling heavily to the ground.

"Boy, Hugh is rampant..." The voice is deep and deep. Mu Feng spat blood in his mouth and looked up to follow the voice. I saw a long-bearded old man, with a green robe fluttering. Foot on the flying sword, suspended in the air.

Mu Feng was shocked, an innate cultivator, a cultivator who could fly with a sword.

Murong Cheng was overjoyed when he was rescued. Seeing the visitor, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Thank you Chunyang for saving your life..."

The old man who was called Chunyang Zhenren approached the sword to the ground and smiled at Murong Cheng: "I won't care about your business." Chunyang Zhenren turned his head to look at Mu Feng and said lightly: "Who did you learn from?"

Mu Feng saw that this person was not angry and arrogant, and he felt that there was an aura oppressing him, and he was still afraid in his heart. However, Mu Feng will not bow his head, even if he wants to die, he will die with backbone. gritted his teeth and said, "What's the matter with you!"

Chunyang Zhenren shouted: "The kid has no dignity, and he will abolish you today." Then his lips moved slightly, and with a wave of his arm, a sword-shaped white light struck Mu Feng.

Mu Feng saw this sword-shaped white light, and attacked through the air. Although I don't know what it is, I know that if I am hit, it must be in a different place.

I want to move, but my body can't move a step, as if my body is no longer under my control, not my own. Mu Feng took a few more breaths, but he still couldn't move.

Mu Feng had a feeling that in front of this person, he was like an ant. If I can survive today, I will definitely become a cultivator and stand proudly in the nine heavens. Although he has pride, he still wants to die. Mu Feng only looks forward to the next life, and he will definitely become a strong man in the next life.

The only thing that can move now is the inextricable thoughts, like a white horse passing through the gaps in my mind. Thinking of Yang Zhixia's soft-spoken, playful and handsome face, I felt a pain in my heart, but I was unwilling. I struggled, but to no avail.

Thinking that in this life, he can't avenge his parents, he can't find Mu Chong, he can't see his brothers again, and Mu Feng still has a lot of can't. But no matter how many can't, after a while, it will disappear.

That sword-shaped white light was like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, carrying the breath of cold death directly at Mu Feng.