Is this hell or earth?

Mo Feng slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the ruins in front of him and the corpses all over the ground, he didn't know where he was for a while, whether he was alive or dead.

After a long time, he finally realized that he was still alive, and that this was not purgatory, but the Green Grass Village, which had been destroyed by the goblins of Moyun Village, and the scene before him was the heinous crimes they had committed against innocent people!

Mo Feng smiled and left blood and tears, he knew that he had survived to get a new life and become a real demon hunter, and that his own death meant that the end of Moyun Village was not far off. Mo Feng gritted his teeth and swore that he must save Xiaoting... Not only that, but he also wants to kill Lin Batian, destroy the entire Moyun Village, and avenge the dead villagers!

It's just that the internal and external injuries on Mo Feng's body are extremely serious, and it is not enough to rely on magic medicine alone, and he also needs to recuperate by himself.

Mo Feng slowly crawled out, dragging a long trail of blood on the road, he climbed to a large bluestone and sat against the stone, closing his eyes to recuperate.

Just as he was healing, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and the steps were getting closer and closer.

"These bandits... It's really inhumane, and there is not a single living mouth. Hey, who's this!?"

Mo Feng will never forget the voice of the speaker until he dies, it was this voice that caused him to be discredited in the Kunlun Sect and become a traitor to the sect. Mo Feng opened his eyes and looked at the person who came, and that person was indeed Long Bukong.

"Mo Feng!" Long Bukong first panicked when he saw Mo Feng, after all, he was the only one left and right, but then he noticed that Mo Feng was covered in blood, and there were several fatal wounds on his body, and his breath was weak, which was simply incurable for immortals. This situation made him laugh wildly.

"Hahaha... Who would have thought you'd be here, and you'd be so badly injured that you'd be incurable. Mo Feng, this is fate, it is destined that you will die in my hands, and it is also destined that I will clean up the portal for the Kunlun faction and become a great hero who kills the rebels!"

Mo Feng was at the critical juncture of healing at this moment, but at this time, he met an enemy. Inevitably, he fell short, he only had to delay time, and the dragon was not empty and wronged.

"Senior Brother Long, I admit it. I have nothing to say if you kill me, but I want to be a ghost who understands that you are deliberately trying to kill me, and even murder my master, is it just to be the first disciple of Kunlun?"

"Who said that I killed Uncle Aomine?" asked Long Bukong triumphantly.

"Alas, I am a dying man, why should you hide it from me? Who else but you would do this?"

"Hmph, Uncle Qingfeng's death has nothing to do with you!" Long Bukong suddenly became angry and accused Mo Feng, "Originally, if you honestly gave me the first seat, then the old man would not have died, and you would not have ended up like this." I can't compete for the position, so I have to make this decision!"

"You must be wondering, at that time in Aomine's bedroom, you obviously killed a sneak attacker, why did you become your master after lighting up the house? Haha, do you know that Aoki, one of the five holy envoys of the Demon Sect, can manipulate corpses, and is known as the 'puppet master'. ”

Mo Feng felt that the strength in his body was accumulating, the wounds were slowly healing, and the magic medicine was working little by little, but he was silent on the surface, for fear that Long Bukong would find out the clues.

Long Bukong didn't know anything, and continued proudly: "That night, I pretended to have something to tell you, entered the Aomine house and plotted against him, and worked with Aoki to kill your master. After that, I sent someone to call you over, and Aoki used his magic to manipulate the corpse to fight you. When he lured you to draw his sword and stab Aomine's corpse, he jumped out of the window and left, while I came here with the rest of the people to capture you personally. ”

"Oh, I see. Mo Feng showed a look of sudden realization, "He was the one who jumped out of the window and escaped that night, you framed me for colluding with the Demon Sect, it turns out that you are the spy of the Demon Sect!"

"So what? Why don't you understand? Now that the Demon Sect has received the help of all kinds of monsters and demon spirits after the disaster, it is no longer what it used to be, and Shaolin and Wudang are even less opponents, and all the famous and decent families will be destroyed by them sooner or later. Those who go along with it prosper, and those who go against it die. I just want to protect myself and the Kunlun Sect before the Demon Sect makes a move, what's wrong with me doing this?"

"So you are in cahoots with the Demon Sect, and you will do whatever it takes to control the Kunlun Sect. I see, thank you for helping me. It's a pity I don't want to die!"

Mo Feng slowly stood up in Long Bukong's stunned gaze, at this moment the magic medicine exerted its full effect, the medicinal power was sent to his Qi Jing Eight Veins, plus a series of pranayama healing, Mo Feng only felt that his body was full of strength, and the wounds on his body were also healed.

After Mo Feng became a demon hunter, the strength and speed on his body were far superior to before, and his awareness of the surrounding environment was extremely keen!

He grabbed the broken sword in one hand and attacked the dragon in the air. Long Bukong only reacted at this time, and hurriedly drew his sword to block back. The two of them are both immortal swordsmanship, and they are both masters of this way, and suddenly the sword is like a dragon and a phoenix, shuttling and stabbing.

Soon, Long Bukong stabilized his position, he knew that his internal strength was not as good as his opponent, but his swordsmanship was a realm higher than that of Mo Feng, as long as he did not compete with his internal strength, Long Bukong could naturally win with his superb sword moves.

In this way, the sparks splashed everywhere, the two silver snakes danced wildly, and the swords of the two fought faster and faster, and the more fierce they struck.

During the fierce battle, Long Bukong gradually felt that it was not good: it was obvious that his own swordsmanship cultivation was better, but whenever he used a sword move of the same level as Mo Feng, his strength and speed prevailed, and only when he used the sixth move could he barely suppress him, which couldn't help but make him angry and unwilling. Only Mo Feng knew that of course there was a credit to his great increase in strength in transforming into a demon hunter, and it was also the "Leopard School" swordsmanship taught by Jet that was at work.

This is the first time that Mo Feng has used the Immortal Sword Technique that has fused this technique to deal with a kendo master, and it is really a small test of his skills and has achieved great results. Whenever Mo Feng's Immortal Sword Technique was exquisite, it immediately erupted with powerful special effects, which caught Long Bukong off guard and was difficult to parry. Thanks to Long Bukong's martial arts genius, he was able to survive in a desperate situation and save the day at the last moment.

Suddenly, Mo Feng's sword went sideways, the broken sword was sharply picked up from the oblique, the sword qi soared into the sky, and Long Bukong hurriedly raised his head to avoid it, so as to avoid the tragic situation of the sword passing through his head.

"It's... This is 'Flying Peak Piercing the Clouds'! Impossible, absolutely impossible! How can you know the sixth level of the Immortal Sword Technique? When did you break through the fifth level and reach the sixth level?"

In fact, not only Long Bukong, but even Mo Feng was taken aback by himself, how did he know the reason for this.

It turned out that this magic medicine had made a qualitative leap in Mo Feng's acuity and endurance, and the struggle between life and death had brought his martial arts realm to a higher level.

This gave him the prerequisite to break through the sword cultivation to the fifth level.

In addition, although Mo Feng can only make the first five-fold moves, he has already memorized the sword tricks of the last five-fold, and he has heard and watched the master use it for so many years. At this moment, Mo Feng easily used the sixth sword move, but he didn't expect it to succeed in one fell swoop.

Mo Feng's sixth sword moves came one after another, and Long Bukong was no longer able to restrain his moves, and he was invincible.

The broken sword floated in, and in a moment Long Bukong was already scarred, and he was furious and slashed at it with his sword.

Mo Feng slipped sideways, avoiding Long Bukong's long sword, and his broken sword drove straight in, and the faces of the two were instantly pulled closer to freeze. Long Bukong looked down in disbelief at the rusty broken sword in Mo Feng's hand, it had indeed stabbed into his lower abdomen.

Mo Feng pulled out the broken sword, and Long Bukong immediately fell to the ground. He covered his wounds, but he couldn't stop the blood from pouring out.