The moment the flame appeared, Mu Feng's pupils suddenly shrank. The temperature of the flame was terrifying, and just by appearing there, it burned and distorted the surrounding space.
Most of the exercises practiced by the disciples of the Chiyang Shen Sect are those that can borrow the power of flames, which are extremely powerful and powerful.
However, Mu Feng's method was not that simple. The Qingxiao Sword was so powerful that it mysteriously disappeared in front of Ling Jian. When it reappeared, it had already dodged the sword and only slashed towards Ling Jian's chest.
Ling Jian was shocked and hurriedly retreated, narrowly avoiding Mu Feng's attacks. He looked at Qingxiao Sword, and a sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I want this sword. I'll take it as a trophy after killing you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly leaned down, slapped his palms heavily on the ground, and the thick Holy Yuan rushed into the ground along his arms.
Mu Feng looked ahead with a solemn expression. He could feel a force coming from under the ground quickly, but it came to his feet in an instant.
"Oops!" He exclaimed, and the Tengyun Immortal Diagram was immediately deployed, causing his body to move sideways in just a moment.
Just where he left, a red pillar of fire rose into the sky, and even the stone was melted by the blazing temperature.
The onlookers were extremely horrified. If anyone stood in the flames, they would be burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.
They immediately raised their hearts and were worried about Mu Feng. Although they did not dare to say what Ling Jian had done, they were cursing Ling Jian in their hearts.
At this time, they all silently supported Mu Feng in their hearts, and many of them even expected Mu Feng to show off his power and kill Ling Jian on the spot.
Keeping such people around is a disaster.
Ling Jian saw Mu Feng dodge, but he was not anxious. He stamped his foot on the ground and sneered disdainfully: "Hide? Can you dodge?"
In an instant, nine more fire pillars rose around Mu Feng. The moment these nine fire pillars appeared, they began to rotate around Mu Feng and shrink rapidly.
It looked like Mu Feng was like a bird in a cage, unable to dodge at all.
But Mu Feng's eyes were focused at this moment, and the Tengyun Immortal Diagram was deployed again, leaving a series of afterimages of his body on the spot, and he actually rushed out from the gaps between the fire pillars.
But the hot temperature burned a big hole in his clothes.
He rushed straight towards Ling Jian, his fist was instantly covered with a layer of Saint Yuan, and then he punched down hard.
With a mocking look on Ling Jian's face, he punched out with the same punch. His Holy Yuan even burned, making his fist look like it was covered with a layer of flames.
boom!
The two fists collided fiercely together, and a muffled sound reached everyone's ears, like thunder. The air waves generated by the collision of the saints spread out loudly, and there was a scorching breath in the air waves.
Mu Feng stood there, his sleeves had been burned to ashes, and his arms were covered with scorch marks, as if they had been burned by flames.
His heart also sank. This Ling Jian was indeed an inner disciple of the Chiyang Divine Sect. This terrifying temperature made him a little afraid.
Having cultivated the Immortal Hegemony and being tempered by the Nine-Yang Sacred Fruit, he was not even able to block the power of this flame.
Ling Jian looked a little embarrassed. He took a few steps back before regaining his balance. He looked at Mu Feng in shock, his arms Still trembling slightly.
Because he didn't expect Mu Feng's physical strength to be so strong that even he couldn't resist it. You must know that he once refined a Nine Sun Sacred Fruit, but it was far less terrifying than Mu Feng's power.
"With such great strength, he is like a barbarian." Ling Jian clenched his fist and said sarcastically.
Mu Feng didn't say anything. At this moment, he rushed forward again. He knew that if he wanted to defeat Ling Jian, he would have to use his physical strength, which was far beyond that of a monk of the same realm.
In an instant, he arrived in front of Ling Jian and stabbed forward fiercely with his sword. But Ling Jian also slashed down with his sword.
But what Ling Jian didn't expect was that Mu Feng reached out to hold the sword in his hand, and then pulled it suddenly, causing his body to lose balance.
The Qingxiao Sword thrust straight forward. When there was still a distance, the sword disappeared again, and the next moment it stabbed his chest!
However, as an inner disciple of the Chiyang Divine Sect, Ling Jian possesses a protective magic weapon given by the sect. At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared, knocking Mu Feng away in an instant.
Mu Feng looked ahead with some shock. The red light was emitted from the jade pendant on Ling Jian's waist. It looked like a translucent flame surrounding Ling Jian.
"Haha, you want to hurt me? I am an inner disciple of the Chiyang Divine Sect, and you are nothing more than an ant in my eyes!"
Ling Jian looked a little angry at this moment. He thought this would be an overwhelming victory, but he didn't expect that he still hadn't defeated Mu Feng until now.
Even the two of them look evenly matched!
"I will never tolerate him jumping around in front of me!" Ling Jian roared secretly in his heart, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, even giving up his defense at all.
This red light shield was enough to withstand the attacks of monks in the early stage of the fourth level of Nirvana. It was given to him by the elder when he first entered the Chiyang Divine Sect. He didn't expect to use it at this time.
Mu Feng's face instantly darkened. The treasures carried by the disciples of the sect must be indispensable. The weapon of Ling Jian is a Nirvana-level intermediate holy weapon, which is extremely expensive in Tianqing Divine City.
There is also this jade pendant that can activate the protective light shield, which is also valuable.
He saw Ling Jian rushing over like a wild beast, but he rushed forward without dodging, raising the long sword in his hand high above his head, and then slashed down hard!
Holy Thunder Sword Sutra!
In an instant, dazzling thunder suddenly fell, instantly covering the area in front of him. At the same time, a cold light in the thunder struck heavily on the red light shield.
The light shield trembled violently, but it remained firm. Ling Jian smiled evilly and swept out his sword. The thick Holy Yuan let the long sword absorb the sword light, leaving a wound directly on Mu Feng's abdomen.
Mu Feng quickly backed away. The red light shield was like a turtle shell, which was difficult to break. And Ling Jian was the turtle hiding inside the turtle shell.
Ling Jian smiled ferociously and was about to continue rushing forward when he suddenly froze.
Click.
He heard a crisp sound and couldn't help turning his head to look. There was a crack in the place where Mu Feng had just chopped it!
In other words, Mu Feng's sword just now has exceeded the power of the initial stage of the fourth level of Nirvana!
He was horrified, but even more angry. This was supposed to be a one-person performance, but now Mu Feng has stolen the spotlight! Boom!
The moment the flame appeared, Mu Feng's pupils suddenly shrank. The temperature of the flame was terrifying, and just by appearing there, it burned and distorted the surrounding space.
Most of the exercises practiced by the disciples of the Chiyang Shen Sect are those that can borrow the power of flames, which are extremely powerful and powerful.
However, Mu Feng's method was not that simple. The Qingxiao Sword was so powerful that it mysteriously disappeared in front of Ling Jian. When it reappeared, it had already dodged the sword and only slashed towards Ling Jian's chest.
Ling Jian was shocked and hurriedly retreated, narrowly avoiding Mu Feng's attacks. He looked at Qingxiao Sword, and a sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I want this sword. I'll take it as a trophy after killing you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly leaned down, slapped his palms heavily on the ground, and the thick Holy Yuan rushed into the ground along his arms.
Mu Feng looked ahead with a solemn expression. He could feel a force coming from under the ground quickly, but it came to his feet in an instant.
"Oops!" He exclaimed, and the Tengyun Immortal Diagram was immediately deployed, causing his body to move sideways in just a moment.
Just where he left, a red pillar of fire rose into the sky, and even the stone was melted by the blazing temperature.
The onlookers were extremely horrified. If anyone stood in the flames, they would be burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.
They immediately raised their hearts and were worried about Mu Feng. Although they did not dare to say what Ling Jian had done, they were cursing Ling Jian in their hearts.
At this time, they all silently supported Mu Feng in their hearts, and many of them even expected Mu Feng to show off his power and kill Ling Jian on the spot.
Keeping such people around is a disaster.
Ling Jian saw Mu Feng dodge, but he was not anxious. He stamped his foot on the ground and sneered disdainfully: "Hide? Can you dodge?"
In an instant, nine more fire pillars rose around Mu Feng. The moment these nine fire pillars appeared, they began to rotate around Mu Feng and shrink rapidly.
It looked like Mu Feng was like a bird in a cage, unable to dodge at all.
But Mu Feng's eyes were focused at this moment, and the Tengyun Immortal Diagram was deployed again, leaving a series of afterimages of his body on the spot, and he actually rushed out from the gaps between the fire pillars.
But the hot temperature burned a big hole in his clothes.
He rushed straight towards Ling Jian, his fist was instantly covered with a layer of Saint Yuan, and then he punched down hard.
With a mocking look on Ling Jian's face, he punched out with the same punch. His Holy Yuan even burned, making his fist look like it was covered with a layer of flames.
boom!
The two fists collided fiercely together, and a muffled sound reached everyone's ears, like thunder. The air waves generated by the collision of the saints spread out loudly, and there was a scorching breath in the air waves.
Mu Feng stood there, his sleeves had been burned to ashes, and his arms were covered with scorch marks, as if they had been burned by flames.
His heart also sank. This Ling Jian was indeed an inner disciple of the Chiyang Divine Sect. This terrifying temperature made him a little afraid.
Having cultivated the Immortal Hegemony and being tempered by the Nine-Yang Sacred Fruit, he was not even able to block the power of this flame.
Ling Jian looked a little embarrassed. He took a few steps back before regaining his balance. He looked at Mu Feng in shock, his arms Still trembling slightly.
Because he didn't expect Mu Feng's physical strength to be so strong that even he couldn't resist it. You must know that he once refined a Nine Sun Sacred Fruit, but it was far less terrifying than Mu Feng's power.
"With such great strength, he is like a barbarian." Ling Jian clenched his fist and said sarcastically.
Mu Feng didn't say anything. At this moment, he rushed forward again. He knew that if he wanted to defeat Ling Jian, he would have to use his physical strength, which was far beyond that of a monk of the same realm.
In an instant, he arrived in front of Ling Jian and stabbed forward fiercely with his sword. But Ling Jian also slashed down with his sword.
But what Ling Jian didn't expect was that Mu Feng reached out to hold the sword in his hand, and then pulled it suddenly, causing his body to lose balance.
The Qingxiao Sword thrust straight forward. When there was still a distance, the sword disappeared again, and the next moment it stabbed his chest!
However, as an inner disciple of the Chiyang Divine Sect, Ling Jian possesses a protective magic weapon given by the sect. At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared, knocking Mu Feng away in an instant.
Mu Feng looked ahead with some shock. The red light was emitted from the jade pendant on Ling Jian's waist. It looked like a translucent flame surrounding Ling Jian.
"Haha, you want to hurt me? I am an inner disciple of the Chiyang Divine Sect, and you are nothing more than an ant in my eyes!"
Ling Jian looked a little angry at this moment. He thought this would be an overwhelming victory, but he didn't expect that he still hadn't defeated Mu Feng until now.
Even the two of them look evenly matched!
"I will never tolerate him jumping around in front of me!" Ling Jian roared secretly in his heart, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, even giving up his defense at all.
This red light shield was enough to withstand the attacks of monks in the early stage of the fourth level of Nirvana. It was given to him by the elder when he first entered the Chiyang Divine Sect. He didn't expect to use it at this time.
Mu Feng's face instantly darkened. The treasures carried by the disciples of the sect must be indispensable. The weapon of Ling Jian is a Nirvana-level intermediate holy weapon, which is extremely expensive in Tianqing Divine City.
There is also this jade pendant that can activate the protective light shield, which is also valuable.
He saw Ling Jian rushing over like a wild beast, but he rushed forward without dodging, raising the long sword in his hand high above his head, and then slashed down hard!
Holy Thunder Sword Sutra!
In an instant, dazzling thunder suddenly fell, instantly covering the area in front of him. At the same time, a cold light in the thunder struck heavily on the red light shield.
The light shield trembled violently, but it remained firm. Ling Jian smiled evilly and swept out his sword. The thick Holy Yuan let the long sword absorb the sword light, leaving a wound directly on Mu Feng's abdomen.
Mu Feng quickly backed away. The red light shield was like a turtle shell, which was difficult to break. And Ling Jian was the turtle hiding inside the turtle shell.
Ling Jian smiled ferociously and was about to continue rushing forward when he suddenly froze.
Click.
He heard a crisp sound and couldn't help turning his head to look. There was a crack in the place where Mu Feng had just chopped it!
In other words, Mu Feng's sword just now has exceeded the power of the initial stage of the fourth level of Nirvana!
He was horrified, but even more angry. This was supposed to be a one-person performance, but now it was all stolen by Mu Feng!