The sword energy storm lingering around Mu Feng was torn apart, and the blazing fist light, nine blood dragons, and sword shadows all over the sky blasted towards Mu Feng at the core.
Ding ding ding!
At this moment, countless spiritual swords hanging high in the sky gathered like rivers, and each made a clear and long sword sound.
Whoosh whoosh!
Countless spiritual swords were seen falling, like a river of swords pouring down, surrounding Mu Feng, blocking all three terrifying attacks.
"The will of the sword protects the master on its own?"
Yan Fei's pupils shrank and his heart sank completely. He still underestimated the power of the sword's will.
Whoosh whoosh!
After blocking the attack of the three men, the River of Swords roared in suddenly, like a surging river, with momentum like a rainbow, coming across the sky.
"Quickly retreat!"
Yan Feishang's expression changed slightly, he stepped on the sole of his foot and quickly flew back.
The same was true for King Hongmi Wu and King Kuangdao Wu. They both felt the terror of this rushing river of swords.
But what made their faces look ugly was that the river of swords was so fast that it covered them in an instant, trapping the three of them in the center of countless spiritual swords.
Clang clang clang!
Yan Fei's body was covered with golden light, and his fists kept blasting out, knocking away all the spiritual swords coming from all directions.
But there were too many spiritual swords, and they were endless, as if they were never-ending. He blasted off one wave after another, without giving him any chance to breathe.
The same goes for King Hongmi Wu and King Kuangdao Wu. The three of them were trapped in three places in the River of Swords, struggling to deal with one wave of attacks after another.
What makes their faces look ugly is that these spiritual swords seem to have autonomous consciousness, and their attacks are ever-changing and unpredictable.
"Take action!"
Mu Bei's eyes flashed sharply, and he shouted softly. Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu nodded, crossing the waves of swords, and quickly rushed towards Mu Feng. Mu Bei's timing was too precise, it happened to be the moment when Sword River attacked Yan Fei and the others.
Even though these spiritual swords have a certain degree of autonomy under the control of the will of the sword, they are still dead objects. How can they be as smart and flexible as real people?
"Mu Feng! That's it. Although capturing you alive is the best way! Unfortunately, if you dare to disobey me, then I will have to take your body back!"
Mu Bei put his hands behind his back, and his eyes were venomous. It could be seen that Mu Feng had now reached the most critical moment of breakthrough.
Sword River has been entangled by Yan Feishang and the others, and Mu Feng is focused on breaking through, unable to guard against Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu.
"die!"
Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu's eyes were filled with murderous intent. One from the left and the other from the right, they struck with their palms, aiming directly at Mu Feng's forehead.
The two of them tried their best to beat Mu Feng to death.
At this moment, Mu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and two sword-shaped rays of light shot out from his eyes, directly into the eyes of Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu.
"ah……"
Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu felt that their minds were exploding, as if countless small swords were cutting into their consciousness, and they all let out shrill screams.
Mu Feng tapped the ground with his right palm and retreated more than ten meters in the air. Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu's palms hit the opponent's chest at the right moment.
Poof!
Both of them spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. The moment they fell to the ground, they were still covering their heads and rolling around on the ground, screaming.
Just now, what shot out of Mu Feng's eyes was the power of the sword's will.
Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu were completely unprepared, the will of the sword rushed directly into their minds
, causing great harm to their souls and consciousness.
"What? You..."
Mu Bei's face froze and he looked at Mu Feng gloomily.
His timing must have been right. Mu Feng had indeed reached the most critical moment just now. Why did he suddenly wake up?
Moreover, at this moment, Mu Feng's momentum was like a rainbow, and four virtual images of his artistic conception were hanging in the void behind him. This was obviously a sign that his artistic conception had successfully transformed and successfully achieved the position of King Wu.
All this changed so suddenly!
"You have successfully broken through to the realm of King Wu a long time ago, but everything was just a disguise?" Mu Bei thought of something and said with cold eyes.
"You're not stupid!"
Mu Feng sneered, stepped towards Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu, stepped out with two feet, and landed on their lower abdomens, directly destroying their cultivation.
"No! Mu Feng, you are so cruel, why do you want to destroy our cultivation!" Yu Feihong covered his head and glared at Mu Feng with hatred.
Jiang Ziyu's eyes were full of despair, and she lay on the ground in despair.
"You should be lucky! If you weren't still of some use, you would be dead now!" Mu Feng sneered.
"Your Excellency! Since you have made a breakthrough, then remove these spiritual swords! I think you are also alone. It is not a good thing for you to offend our three kingdoms all at once!"
In the River of Swords, the Crazy Sword Martial King held a sword in his right hand and slashed out with his sword. He resisted the surrounding spiritual swords quite embarrassedly, with a gloomy expression.
"Yes! Whether it is Feiyan Kingdom, Kuangtao Kingdom or Kanshui Kingdom, the national power is much greater than that of Lihuo Kingdom! You'd better let us go, otherwise you and your relatives and friends will be killed by you!
"
Yan Feishuang was wearing golden armor, like a golden-armored war god, and his fists, as blazing as gold, kept blasting out, but they still couldn't hide his embarrassment, but his tone was very arrogant. Mu Feng grinned and said solemnly: "Yan Feishang! You are already on the verge of death, but you still dare to threaten me! Then I will start with you!"
As he spoke, the coldness in Mu Feng's eyes grew stronger, and he pointed the sword finger of his right hand in the air, and the will of the sword was washed out instantly like ripples of water.
Ding ding ding!
All of a sudden, countless spiritual swords made clear sword sounds and began to attack Yan Feishuang crazily.
Yan Feishuang's expression changed drastically, and just as he was about to use his fist to resist, a terrifying sword will suddenly poured into the depths of his mind.
"Ah! My head..."
Yan Fei's eyes showed pain, and countless flaws were revealed in his moves. A spiritual sword completely pierced his body from all directions.
"You...really dare to kill me?"
Yan Fei's eyes widened and he stared at Mu Feng, with a hint of regret in his eyes.
"cut!"
Mu Feng whispered a word, and the spiritual sword that penetrated Yan Feishang moved again, cutting Yan Feishang into countless pieces of meat.
"No...spare me..."
King Kuangdao Wu and King Hongmi Wu were both frightened and began to beg Mu Feng for mercy.
"The moment you and Yan Feishang joined forces to kill me, your fate was already sealed!"
Mu Feng's face was expressionless, and a sharp sword-shaped light shot out from the depths of his eyes, completely shocking the souls and consciousness of the two martial kings.
Afterwards, the two martial kings, like Yan Feishang, covered their heads in pain and were pierced and torn apart by countless spiritual swords.
Countless spiritual swords came from the air, surrounding Mu Feng one after another, and lifted him up in the air, suspending him in mid-air.
Mu Feng looked directly at Mu Bei in the void ahead, and said indifferently: "Mu Bei! It's your turn next, why don't you come and die!"
Mu Feng's voice was very soft, but it was like a thunderous explosion, resounding throughout the heaven and earth, shocking the world's souls.