Mu Feng took a step back, narrowly avoiding the attack, and then with a flick of his finger, the dense sea of sand and flying mist flew directly towards the tiger slave!
Whoosh!
A dense sound of breaking through the air sounded at the same time. The tiger slave quickly crossed his hands to block it in front of him, and the flying fog from the sea of sand hit his mirage hard!
Bang bang bang!
The continuous attacks knocked the tiger slave back several feet, and the heavy sand and sea of flying mist caused severe pain in his body. If not for his strong physique, his body would have been pierced.
"Sick Cat, let's kill him together. The two of us will have accomplished a great feat!"
Hu Nu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the powerful power of the avenue was suddenly released. Although it was suppressed by Mu Feng's power of the avenue within the boundless realm, it was not affected within this range.
Mu Feng immediately felt that everything around him suddenly seemed to have edges and corners, and even the air was filled with invisible edges. As soon as he moved, his sleeves were cut off by an invisible force.
"The Realm of Gold?"
He was a little surprised that only the Golden Avenue could turn everything in the field into a means of killing.
At this moment, the tiger slave suddenly rushed over again. His burly body made him really look like a fierce tiger. He exploded with a wave of power, and at the same time, the golden avenue released its intimidating power.
Although there was still some distance from Mu Feng's body, three deep wounds suddenly opened on Mu Feng's body, and blood splattered everywhere.
"kill!"
The tiger slave roared angrily, with a cruel smile on his face, and kept attacking with both hands, approaching step by step. The power of the Golden Avenue also left several wounds on Mu Feng's body.
Finally, Mu Feng retreated to the edge of the realm, with no way to retreat.
"It seems you are no good either. This is what you will get if you go against us!"
The tiger slave laughed loudly and Suddenly there was a surge of golden light in front of him, and the next moment the golden light turned into a breathtaking edge and struck straight towards Mu Feng through the air!
Mu Feng raised his eyebrows and slowly clenched his fingers.
"You seem to like talking a lot, so there's no need to talk anymore!"
Then he took a step forward, and an astonishing aura was released from his body, shooting straight into the sky.
Although they are both monks at the fifth level of the Supreme Realm, the auras of Sick Cat and Hu Nu are far different from Mu Feng.
The tiger slave was shocked. Before he could react, Mu Feng had already punched him. The fist seemed to have traveled through space, first defeating the golden avenue, and then falling hard on his face.
boom!
A loud noise shook the sky, and Mu Feng knocked the tiger slave to the ground with one punch. The earth immediately shattered and was annihilated out of thin air, leaving a huge deep pit!
Fortunately, Mu Feng released the field barrier in advance, so the deep pit did not exceed the edge of the field.
When the sick cat not far away saw this scene, his heart suddenly sank. He immediately waved his big hand, and a strong wind suddenly set off in the area.
As the strong wind spread, a thick gray mist swept in instantly and enveloped Mu Feng.
"Disappear completely for me!"
The sick cat yelled through gritted teeth. Under the gray mist, the area seemed to have lost all vitality in an instant. It was obviously a very tyrannical power.
Mu Feng used Saint Yuan to resist the gray mist, but the mist was quickly corroded. When the gray mist fell on his arm, he suddenly found that his arm seemed to have lost all moisture and dried up quickly.
stand up.
That way, it looks like a withered flower.
"This is...Kongrong Avenue?"
Mu Feng was also shocked. The Withering Avenue was also a very powerful power. With a single thought, the growth and withering of all things could be controlled.
Even humans are no exception!
"Hmph, I fell into the Withering Avenue without any precautions. I don't know whether to live or die. Even the Holy Yuan will completely wither in an instant!"
Sick Mao was very proud, and the other Wutian monks behind him were slowly approaching, ready to take action at any time.
Suddenly, a bright light lit up in the gray mist, like a giant sword, suddenly slashing down, and the originally incorporeal power of withered glory was directly separated at this moment!
In the gray withered avenue, a golden Buddha statue spread its arms to protect Mu Feng, resisting the erosion of the withered power.
Prince Fudo!
Mu Feng slowly walked out. The withered areas on his arms had all recovered, using only a few drops of the Divine Spring of Youth.
He used Space Avenue to forcefully separate the power of Kurong Avenue, which shows that the power of his own Avenue is stronger than the opponent's.
"It seems that the two of you are quite strong. You should be more important in Wutian, right?"
The sick cat still didn't understand the reason why Mu Feng said this.
At this moment, Fudo Ming King changed his angry look, and the golden Buddha light suddenly lit up on the Brahma stick in his hand. The long stick expanded and hit a Wutian monk like a copper pillar!
At this moment, the Demon Subduing Pestle also turned into a golden light and suddenly rushed towards another Wutian monk.
"Go ahead, kill him!"
The sick cats are a bit sullen at the moment, but obviously they still have the upper hand.
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The tiger slave also returned to the sick cat at this time, covering his chest, with blood at the corners of his mouth, and staring at Mu Feng with resentment on his face.
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. He only saw the sick cat and the tiger slave. His body flashed and disappeared suddenly. When he reappeared, he was already behind the tiger slave.
"Let me take a look at your memory!"
As he said that, the huge power of space suddenly fell down, like a shackle, directly locking the tiger slave in place. The Qingxiao Sword suddenly flew out at this moment, wrapped in flames and stabbed into the tiger slave's chest!
The tiger slave suffered a heavy blow and resisted desperately. He slapped Mu Feng hard with his palms. The sharp claws on his fingertips were like several sharp blades. The sharp edges were like forbidden roads, splitting the space in an instant.
Mu Feng snorted coldly, and the Qingxiao Sword suddenly returned to his hand.
"cut!"
As soon as the sword fell, the shocking sword intention turned into a sword shadow, and it suddenly slashed down, severely cutting off the tiger slave's claws!
"ah!"
The tiger slave let out a scream, and the sick cat wanted to step forward to help, but Mu Feng suddenly stretched out a hand towards him.
"Just stay aside and watch carefully!"
The next moment, there was a shocking loud noise, and a thunderbolt suddenly fell on the sunny sky, and it poured hard on the sick cat!
The sick cat used all his strength to resist, but was still instantly broken by the thunder. His body was smashed to the ground, leaving thunder-shaped black marks all over his body.
He was extremely horrified. Mu Feng fought against the two of them alone. Not only did he not show any signs of difficulty, but he was able to do so with ease. This kind of terrifying strength was frightening.
The other monks in Wutian were also miserable at this time. Just the phantom of the giant Buddha severely suppressed them and beat them until they howled like ghosts and wolves.