"Well? You are about to die, and you started talking nonsense?"
King Xuefeng Wu slowly narrowed his eyes, looked around, but found no aura, and sneered again and again.
King Gu Jun took a deep look at Mu Feng and said, "King Xuefeng Wu! Stop talking nonsense to him and kill him as soon as possible to avoid future troubles!"
As he spoke, Master Gujun waved his sleeves, and the Big Dipper sword came out across it. The cold light of the sword soared into the sky as if it were real.
King Xuefeng Wu nodded and stepped out with his right foot. Endless frost spread from his feet, spreading thousands of meters in an instant.
I saw icicles tens of meters long breaking out of the ground. Countless buildings around them collapsed, pierced by the icicles and turned into ruins.
The icicles rushed out quickly, instantly surrounding Mu Feng's surroundings, and Mu Feng was in the center of countless icicles.
"Three cuts of Yunlong!"
King Xuefeng Wu took a deep breath, raised the Yunshui Sword high, united his essence, energy and spirit, poured it into the handles of both hands, and slashed it down hard.
As the Yunshui Sword was slashing down, the artistic conception of the clouds was released like a tide, and endless clouds of smoke spread out, filling the entire capital.
But among the endless clouds and smoke, three huge cloud dragons roared out and swooped down from three directions. Their target was Mu Feng in the center.
Cutting out three cloud dragons with one sword is the current limit of King Xuefeng Wu, and it is also his strongest sword.
Among the three cloud dragons, seven spiritual knives shining with sharp starlight cut through strange trajectories, slashed horizontally, and cut directly into every vital part of Mu Feng's body.
"King Xuefeng Wu and Master Gujun both tried their best! It's over now, and my benefactor may not be able to take this move!"
Leng Yunting's face changed slightly, and he stood on the hill in the distance, his fists clenching, especially when he saw Mu Feng standing there, not resisting at all.
Gu Xiyu, Xing Xiuqi and Ji Mingxu also looked angry and unwilling. They felt that this battle was really unfair. >
What kind of existence is the King of Martial? To deal with a Ming Hai warrior and to join forces with Master Wang is simply a shame and has no dignity of the King of Martial at all.
Many warriors watching the battle also sighed secretly. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Mu Feng was so young and his cultivation had indeed not reached the level of a martial king.
But he was able to push King Xuefengwu to such an extent, and finally joined forces with King Gujun to take action. This shows that this handsome and extraordinary young man is definitely a genius.
It is a pity that such a peerless genius should die here. It is indeed a pity.
"It seems that this guy is just sitting back and waiting for death! Haha!"
King Xuefeng Wu looked pale, but when he saw the motionless Mu Feng below, he couldn't help but laugh proudly.
Master Gu Jun's eyes flickered. From just now, he had a faint feeling that something was wrong, as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him from a dark place somewhere.
His soul power is much stronger than King Xuefeng Wu, and his natural perception is also sharper.
But when he tried to search seriously, he found nothing, as if the feeling of being spied on was simply his illusion.
Wow!
Three huge cloud dragons blocked all of Mu Feng's escape routes, while seven spiritual knives pierced Mu Feng's vitals at tricky angles.
Mu Feng put his hands behind his back and looked calmly at Yunlong and the spirit knife who were getting closer and closer.
The moment he was very close, a rickety figure quietly appeared in front of Mu Feng.
If you look closely, you will see that he is an old man with a stooped waist and gray hair. He looks very ordinary and would not be looked at twice on the street.
But for such an ordinary old man, he gently
He stretched out his right hand, which was as wrinkled as a dead branch, and grabbed it.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a continuous sound of explosions sounded in the void, and a vast and terrifying force surged out like a tide.
Three powerful cloud dragons and nine sharp spiritual knives were seen coming to a standstill a few feet above Mu Feng.
For a moment, the surroundings fell into a strange silence, as if all the noise between heaven and earth had disappeared.
King Xuefeng Wu, who was originally laughing proudly, his face suddenly froze, and he looked in disbelief at the rickety old man who suddenly appeared below.
Master Gu Jun's face changed even more. He looked at the rickety old man with a fixed gaze, and his heart completely sank.
Countless warriors inside and outside the capital of Xiliang looked up and saw the strange scene in front of them, as well as the sudden appearance of the rickety old man.
"Little friend Mu Feng! You are not being kind. In the transaction between you and me, are there no details that require me to take action for you?"
The rickety old man's left hand was behind his back, and he grabbed it with his right hand in the air. He slowly turned his head, and his pair of cloudy eyes shot out sharply towards Mu Feng.
Mu Feng was as calm as water and said calmly: "Old guy! The moment we made the deal, you were already obliged to protect my life! If I die, who will save you?"
The rickety old man's eyes were cold and he sneered: "You think well, you are right, you really can't die, but you don't want to push yourself too far!"
The corner of Mu Feng's mouth slightly curled up and he said: "Old guy! If I were someone who could push the envelope, before entering the Golden Toad Ridge, I would have called you up to be my personal bodyguard. Wouldn't it be better?"
Hearing this, the rickety old man fell silent. He took a deep look at Mu Feng and said, "You are right!"
After saying that, the rickety old man raised his right hand and waved lightly, A mysterious force washed out like ripples of water.
I saw three cloud dragons exploding one after another, and the Big Dipper swords flew out one by one. The surface of the spiritual swords was dim and dull, and it was obvious that they were seriously damaged.
Boom boom boom!
At the same time, countless icicles around them suddenly cracked open, and countless ice shards rose into the sky, turning into countless rains of ice crystals, scattering in every corner of the capital.
"What? This guy..."
The faces of King Xuefeng Wu and King Gujun changed completely, and they looked at the ordinary ricket old man below in fear.
The old man just grabbed it casually and their offensive stopped. With a wave of his hand, all their offensives collapsed.
This old man is very strong, so strong that they are frightened!
"roll!"
The rickety old man glanced at King Xuefeng Wu and King Gujun, and spoke slowly. His voice was like thunder, resounding through the sky, causing everyone's eardrums to ache.
King Xuefeng Wu and King Gujun couldn't help but take a few steps back and looked at the rickety old man with fearful eyes.
"Senior! We just..."
King Xuefeng Wu quickly raised his hands to the rickety old man, but as soon as he finished speaking, a fierce wind blew in his face.
Poof!
What shocked King Xuefeng Wu was that before he even reacted, his right arm was broken at shoulder level, and blood splattered all over the air.
"Get out! Or die!"
The rickety old man shouted again, and his voice was already full of murderous intent, making people tremble with fear.
King Xuefeng Wu grabbed his broken right arm and turned pale with fright. He did not dare to stay for a long time and hurriedly turned into a stream of light and left the capital of Xiliang.
Master Gu Jun looked deeply at Mu Feng, sighed softly, bowed to the rickety old man, and then flew away in the air...