The northern border army combined with the Mu Prince's Mansion Army and the Prince Wu Mansion Army quickly captured the imperial city.
However, the battle between Ling Tian and Pen Ling and the battle between the strong men from the Emperor Holy Land and the strong men from the Fengyang Holy Land are not over yet.
Peng Ling wanted to kill Ling Tian and used all her skills.
Even with the advantage of third-level cultivation, he still could not gain any upper hand.
Although Ling Tian remained undefeated, he could not find a chance to defeat Pen Ling.
After all, Penngling is also a false saint son of Fengyang Holy Land.
Its strength is not as simple as that of ordinary sixth-level warriors in the True Yuan Realm.
"Ling Tian!"
Under the imperial city, the battle situation is tense.
At this time, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the imperial city.
From this voice, Ling Tian also made a judgment.
This is Bei Yinyu's voice.
When he turned his head and looked towards Bei Yinyu.
But they saw that Bai Qiuyue and Bai Qiuyue, who were originally hanging at the top of the city, had been put down.
Bei Yinyu, who had an arm broken off, had a ferocious smile on his face.
One foot stepped on Ling Hai, and the other hand held the knife against Bai Qiuyue's throat.
Following Ling Tian's gaze, Bei Yin Yu immediately yelled at them, "Let's capture them without mercy, or I will kill these two people immediately!"
Ling Tian, who was fighting with Pen Ling, saw such a scene and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
However, when he noticed the figure standing behind Bei Yin Yu, his expression calmed down again.
"Worry about yourself first."
Ling Tian responded to Bei Yin Yu's words with a cold word.
The moment Ling Tian finished speaking, Bei Yinyu suddenly felt a sharp energy coming from behind him.
"Um?"
When he suddenly looked back, he saw a flash of sword light passing by.
"you……"
Bei Yin Yu originally wanted to say something.
But because his throat was penetrated and blood kept pouring out of it, he could no longer speak a word.
His eyes were fixed on the person in front of him.
I can't believe that I will die in Yanyun Country...
Although his arm was broken, Bei Yin Yu was still the core disciple of Fengyang Holy Land.
Those who can kill him with one sword without leaving him any chance to fight back are definitely not ordinary people.
Seeing Bei Yin Yu being killed, all the powerful men from Fengyang Holy Land cast a surprised look at the man who had just drawn the sword.
Only a young man with an outstanding temperament was seen, with a slight smile on his lips, wearing a white robe, standing quietly next to Bei Yin Yu's body.
From the look on his face, it seemed that he didn't care at all about killing Bei Yin Yu.
The young man was none other than Mu Feng, who had just accompanied Prince Mu's army to attack the imperial city.
After killing Bei Yin Yu, Mu Feng waved his hand.
Immediately, two sergeants from Prince Mu's Mansion came forward and took Ling Hai and Bai Qiuyue down, who were also unconscious.
Afterwards, Mu Feng looked at Ling Tian calmly, smiled and shouted to Ling Tian, "Junior brother, can't you deal with that guy? Do you need my help?"
"That's fine!"
Ling Tian smiled and agreed without hesitation.
With his current strength, it would be difficult to defeat Penngling.
If Mu Feng takes action, things will undoubtedly be much simpler.
In addition, he was also curious about Mu Feng's current strength.
I want to see how strong Mu Feng is now through this battle.
After receiving Ling Tian's affirmative answer, Mu Feng's feet trembled slightly, and his handsome figure moved behind Pen Ling in an instant.
Then the sword in his hand moved, and he stabbed out with a simple sword. The light of the sword was like lightning, and it stabbed Penngling slowly and quickly.
When Peng Ling saw this, she subconsciously turned around and struck out with a palm strike.
However, just when he thought Mu Feng's sword was coming.
The sword that Mu Feng thrust out suddenly stopped in the void.
"What?"
Penngling's palm failed, and her expression changed drastically.
Before he could react, the sword that had been parked in the air suddenly picked up speed and stabbed towards him again.
"The will of time! This guy actually has the will of time..."
Pengying stared at Mu Feng's assassinating sword with disbelief.
This moment was obviously not the time for him to think too much.
When a sword approached, he could only shake his wings and dodge to the limit.
Only then did he avoid being injured by Mu Feng's sword.
"Who are you?"
After standing still, Pengying's face suddenly became serious, and she stared at Mu Feng with her deep eyes and asked.
Mu Feng fights with a sword, he is undoubtedly a swordsman.
But the will he understood was not the will of the sword.
But the terrible will of time!
The will of time can definitely be said to be one of the most difficult powers of will to comprehend among many martial arts wills.
After understanding the will of time to a certain level, you can perfectly control the time of a region.
Either speed up the passage of time, or stop time.
Or even turn back time!
It can be said that almost every warrior who understands the will of time can become invincible at the same level.
Even if you want to kill the enemy beyond the level, it is no problem.
Of course, although the power of time will is extremely powerful, it is also extremely difficult to comprehend.
Very few people truly understand it to a superb level.
The will of time that Mu Feng has realized now is not strong, he only understands the basic level.
What he can currently control is the time within nine feet of him.
All he controls is his own sword.
His sword was sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as slow as still.
Mu Feng's move not only shocked Pengying, but also surprised Ling Tian.
However, Ling Tian was more happy.
Mu Feng is indeed the former chief core disciple of the Sword God Sect, and his martial arts talent is truly extraordinary.
If not for the Qian Domain Competition, his age and cultivation would have exceeded the requirements for participating in the Qian Domain Competition, which resulted in his failure to participate in the Qian Domain Competition.
It is not certain whether the person who tops this Qian Domain Competition will still be Ling Tian.
Of course, Mu Feng was used to being lazy and wouldn't care about being ranked first in the dry field competition.
"Just beat me. Why are you asking so many questions?"
Mu Feng had a calm smile on his lips, with no intention of answering Peng Ling.
After the words fell, his figure trembled again, and he stabbed Penngling with another sword.
At the same time, the sword in Ling Tian's hand also shot out with a sudden sword, and the Chaos True Essence was injected into the Chaos Sword. A sky-reliant sword light fell from the sky, slashing forward, trying to kill everything.
Facing Ling Tian and Mu Feng at the same time, Pengying did not dare to take on their offensive.
I saw the golden roc's wings spread out behind him, and his figure turned into a stream of light. While dodging Ling Tian's sword moves, he tried to keep the distance between Yu Mufeng and Yu Mufeng as much as possible.
"You are Senior Brother Lingtian, are you also the false Holy Son of the Holy Land?"
Just after getting a moment to breathe, Pengying frowned and asked Mu Feng again.
Mu Feng's age is similar to her.
His cultivation level is also comparable to that of a sixth-level warrior in the True Yuan Realm.
The fighting strength is not weaker than him at all.
This made him guess that Mu Feng was also the false holy son of the Holy Land of the Holy Land.
Mu Feng smiled. Since Pen Ling wanted to know so much, he simply answered the other party truthfully, "Of course not. Ling Tian called me senior brother, just because we are both disciples of the Sword God Sect and come from the same sect."
"Sword God Sect?"
Penngling's eyes narrowed, obviously not believing Mu Feng's words.
He didn't think that a mere fourth-grade force could cultivate a monster like Mu Feng.
"Speaking of which, an old guy did come to me two months ago and gave me a token."
This is, Mu Feng seemed to think of something and said casually
At the same time, he gently turned his palm.
"Heavenly Sword Order!"
After Mufeng took out the token from his mouth, Ling Tian and Penngling's eyes were locked on the token at the same time.
This token is the Heavenly Sword Order that represents the identity of a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land!