Goblins burn and loot everywhere, and fires break out in Grass Village. The villagers scattered and fled, but if the goblin was caught with a little slower legs, he would be killed with a knife if he didn't say much.

Terrible screams, skyrocketing fires, splatters of blood... The entire village was filled with blood and death, the corpses of the villagers were everywhere, and the goblins continued to hunt down and slaughter.

Mo Feng was entangled by the goblins' knife array and couldn't get out, seeing them so savagely and indiscriminately killed, and the villagers who were celebrating and laughing with him just now were instantly brutally murdered by him, his heart was filled with grief and indignation, his eyes burst, and a bone-deep coldness and hatred surged into his heart: If I don't kill all of you beasts, how can I relieve the hatred in my heart? How can I be worthy of these kind and simple villagers?

At this time, Lin Batian had already come to the village chief and raised the bloody butcher knife high, the village chief had never seen such a scene, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, and he was about to become a dead soul under Lin Batian's knife.

Mo Feng shouted, "Get out of here!" The true qi skyrocketed, and the long sword swept over like a silver screen, the sword was attached to the pure true qi, and in an instant, the steel knives that were ushered in from all directions flew away, and several goblins couldn't stand his fierce force, and took a few steps back, tearing a hole in the knife array.

Mo Feng took advantage of the gap to escape, and flew towards Lin Batian, who immediately raised his sword and fell with a thunderous speed, and the old sword was pointed directly at Lin Batian's waist. Mo Feng must be saved by attacking the enemy, and it is expected that Lin Batian will inevitably turn around and return to defend himself, so that he can save the life of the village chief.

Sure enough, as he expected, Lin Batian hurriedly withdrew his sword, and instead blocked the attacking sword, and immediately knocked the rusty long sword out of a gap.

Just as Mo Feng breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Batian's golden sword bypassed Mo Feng's sword in a strange arc, and before he could react, the treasure knife suddenly turned around, flashing through the throat of the village chief, and an arrow of blood rushed out, and the village chief fell down without a clear eye.

This move is the most subtle move in the Moyun Sword Technique: "Trick Slash"!

Lin Batian laughed, and turned to kill the villagers next to him. Mo Feng ran to the village chief in anger, and when he saw that he was unable to live, he couldn't help but feel very sour in his heart. He was stuck in his throat for a moment, and could not say anything, only looked at the old man sadly.

The village chief saw that it was him, and said weakly with the last trace of strength: "Fang Shaoxia, please... Save my granddaughter...", his arms hung down, and his eyes were closed.

"Grandpa! Ahh

Mo Feng put down the village chief, turned his head and saw that Lin Batian had already picked up Xiaoting and carried it on his shoulder. Xiao Ting's face was full of tears, her little hands kept beating Lin Batian, and she couldn't stop saying, "Let me go down! Give me back!

"Thief!

Mo Feng rushed up to the flying sword with an arrow step, the wind was rustling, and the sword aura was compelling.

This move "a sword from the east" is a rare hard-hitting move in the sword technique of the immortals, he set his life's strength in one move, and at the same time anger, hatred, and grief are also integrated into this sword, even if he doesn't want to fight for his life, he will slash this Lin Batian under the sword!

Lin Batian knew that this move could not be taken lightly, and inspired the true qi of his body to gather on the treasure knife in his right hand, and the sword immediately soared, he shouted angrily, and swung the knife down, and in an instant, the qi wave rolled, and the sword was dazzling.

This domineering sword was striking at the sharp sword qi, and the two true qi collided, and for a while, the huge force detonated instantly between the two of them, and exploded!

After a dragon fight, the smoke and dust on the field gradually dissipated, and Mo Feng and Lin Batian could only be seen by mistake, Mo Feng half-knelt on the ground, and Lin Batian stood proudly with a big belly, pointing at the ground.

The next moment, with a crisp sound, the rusty sword in Mo Feng's hand broke, and with a "plop", he fell to the ground.

It seemed that the victory and defeat had been decided, Lin Batian smiled coldly and said to his subordinates: "Kill him!"

Lin Batian is the king of goblins, although his strength and physique stand out among goblins, and his strength is even more extraordinary compared to humans. However, his Moyun Sword Technique is only a sixth-grade martial arts in the final analysis, and it stands to reason that he should not be the opponent of Mo Feng, who has learned superior martial arts.

The reason lies in the internal strength he has practiced and the sword in his hand.

When Lin Batian was robbing his house, he inadvertently obtained a copy of Taoist internal skills: inner saint and outer king gong. This internal skill is the authentic Xuanmen, and it is also a high-grade martial art that has reached the four grades. Although he was limited by his qualifications, he could only cultivate to the fourth level of internal strength, even so, he was already extraordinary at that time, and the essence and strength of his internal force were much more powerful than the power of Mo Feng's five-grade internal strength-Kunlun Cultivation Technique.

And the treasure knife in his hand was taken from a famous master, the material is rare, and it has been tempered thousands of times before it is forged into such a sharp weapon, how can it be compared to the rusty sword in Mo Feng's hand?

Even so, the martial arts are inferior and the weapons are unfavorable, and Mo Fengyan is invincible.

Hearing Lin Batian's order, several goblins took the order and walked over to turn Mo Feng over.

He was so badly injured that he couldn't resist, so he could only watch as the steel knives stabbed him in the chest and lower abdomen. Mo Feng only felt a few cold touches enter his body, and he couldn't say what he felt. But the body's reaction still made him snort in pain, and the hand he had just raised hung down weakly.

A few minions thought he was dead, so they left him alone and went around to loot and do evil.

Am I going to die like this?

Mo Feng didn't expect death to be so close to him. Although he is not greedy for life and afraid of death, he still has too many worries at this time that he doesn't want to die like this. Has he cleared the grievances of killing his master for himself, has not found the culprit who killed his master, and even now he has to add one more: did not kill Lin Batian to avenge Qingcao Village!

I can't die yet!

Mo Fengsheng's thirst was so urgent, but he still couldn't change the signs of life that disappeared from his body little by little, he had no choice but to accept his fate...

When he was dying, his memories kept flashing, and suddenly the memory in his mind stayed in the stone cave of that day.

Jett's words to himself kept echoing in his mind: Drinking the magic potion can be reborn, like being reborn. The price is that drinking it may not be able to survive.

Reborn like being reborn!

Mo Feng's heart shook violently, did he still have any hope of life? Anyway, he was hopeless now, what risk were he afraid of. Thinking of this, he took out the magic potion with all his might, uncorked the bottle and poured it down.

A burning sensation entered his throat, and Mo Feng only felt that in addition to the pain around him, there was also a burning sensation around his body, as if he was in a sea of fire. Gradually, he lost consciousness and did not know whether life or death awaited him.

If he is born, he may become a real demon hunter. This was Mo Feng's last thought before he lost consciousness.