Mu Shenhua looked straight at Mu Feng, gritted his teeth and said three good words in a row, and his spiritual thoughts slowly collapsed.
The Qingfeng Divine Sword shot back and got into a sword box, whereupon it was put into the space ring by Mu Xiaojian.
At this moment, Mu Xiaojian's expression was very ugly. He did not expect that even the Qingfeng Divine Sword had been taken out, and even the elder of the wealthy clan had taken action, yet he had not yet killed Mu Feng.
This kid's life is really hard! And the spiritual thought left in the Qingfeng Divine Sword by the rich man can only be activated three times.
Once three times have passed, the divine will will dissipate and the imperial weapons can no longer be used.
"This boy is at the end of his battle, everyone, let's go together!"
Mu Xiaojian pulled out the long sword from his waist, roared at the team, swept out, and shot towards Mu Feng.
The dozen or so people following Mu Xiaojian took out their own spiritual weapons one after another, unleashed their full strength, and followed closely behind.
At this moment, the remaining power of Mu Shenhua's three swords is still there.
Mu Feng struggled to control the nine magic swords and barely resisted the remaining power of the three swords. His face was as pale as paper, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.
Mu Shenhua is not an ordinary Martial Emperor. Even if his divine thoughts drive his imperial soldiers, he can kill ordinary Martial Emperors.
This is why Mu Feng used the power of the golden book to drive the nine magic swords, but he could still barely resist.
"Haha! Mu Feng, you will definitely die today!"
Mu Xiaojian looked overjoyed when he saw that Mu Feng was still resisting the remaining power of the three swords, knowing that Mu Feng had no power to resist anymore.
And this was the best opportunity to kill Mu Feng! Mu Feng's eyes showed a hint of coldness, his mind moved, and the bone flags suspended beside him continued to flash with blood.
Then a bloody ghost that was hundreds of feet tall appeared out of thin air.
A total of six bloody ghosts were guarding in front of Mu Feng, exuding terrifying coercion.
"The ghosts of the six quasi-emperors?
You guy, how come you have so many quasi-emperor level ghosts?"
Mu Xiaojian was stunned and bumped into the six quasi-emperor ghosts in front of him. As soon as he said the words, the six quasi-emperor ghosts launched a thunderous strike at him.
"ah!"
Mu Xiaojian screamed, and was hit by the ghosts of the six quasi-emperors all over his body. Like a broken paper kite, he fell from the air and hit the wall behind him heavily.
Pfft! Mu Xiaojian spat out a mouthful of blood, with a ferocious expression on his face. He was embedded in the barrier and fainted to death.
Seeing how miserable Mu Xiaojian was, the dozen or so people behind Mu Xiaojian stopped their steps and tried to retreat.
Unfortunately, they were all a step too late.
After seriously injuring Mu Xiaojian, the six quasi-emperors' ghosts rushed out like six tigers and began to massacre the dozen or so elite geniuses of Mu Shen Mansion indiscriminately.
These people are not as strong as Mu Xiaojian, and they are facing six quasi-emperor level ghosts.
Therefore, as soon as they met, all the dozen or so people in Mu Shen Mansion were defeated, and three people died immediately, and their bodies fell into the sea of magma.
Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief and then turned his attention back to the three green sword lights in front of him.
Of these three sword lights, the first one was illusory and almost transparent, and was obviously about to collapse.
Once the first sword light collapsed, Mu Feng's pressure would be much less.
It has to be said that the old guy Mu Shen Hua is indeed powerful. The secret of the sword contained in this sword light is extremely powerful. No wonder he is the master of Mu Shen Palace second only to the Palace Master.
Mu Feng could only wait for the mysterious power in these three sword rays to gradually dissipate before he could regain the ability to move freely.
Bang bang bang! Suddenly, Mu Feng's pupils shrank, and he turned his head suddenly, and saw that the ghosts of three quasi-emperors suddenly collapsed.
A strong sense of crisis swept through Xiang Mu Feng's heart.
"This guy..." Mu Feng immediately targeted an inconspicuous young man in the Mu Shen Mansion team.
I saw this young man wearing a gray robe and holding a gray long sword. His right hand shook violently, and the soles of his feet intertwined in the void, just like a gray lightning that penetrated the ghosts of the three quasi-emperors.
The quasi-emperor's ghost, whose body was originally indestructible, was chopped off as cleanly as chopping vegetables by the sword of the young man in gray robe.
The ghosts of the three quasi-emperors turned into three balls of yin energy and quickly got back into the bone flags.
The death of the ghost in the bone flag is not a real death, but will turn into a wisp of yin energy and return to the bone flag.
It only takes a while for the ghost to recover slowly.
And once the bone flag is destroyed, all the ghosts inside will die.
Therefore, the key is to completely eliminate the ghosts, which naturally means completely destroying the bone flags.
"This guy...is the Martial Emperor?"
Mu Feng stared at the gray-robed young man, the sense of crisis in his heart was extremely strong.
He could clearly feel how fast his heart was beating in his chest, roaring like a drum.
He did not expect that among the Mu Shen Mansion team, there would actually be a Martial Emperor hiding among them.
As long as Emperor Wu is around, the ghost of the quasi-emperor cannot be stopped at all.
And now, he has not completely regained freedom of movement.
Once this person takes action against him, he may really be doomed.
"Who are you?"
Mu Feng stared at the gray-robed young man, and now he knew that he had to buy time for himself, otherwise he would definitely die! While questioning, Mu Feng controlled the other three quasi-emperor ghosts, and pressed the red dragon tightly on the other side.
The four quasi-emperor ghosts who lived there were all summoned back and guarded in front of him.
After the two red dragons regained their freedom, they quickly burrowed into the depths of the magma with their tails between their legs, never daring to come out again.
At this moment, there were only five people alive in the Mu Shen Mansion team, and among them, Mu Xiao's sword was embedded in the barrier and he fainted.
Except for the young man in gray robe, the other three people were in shock and quickly helped Mu Xiaojian up and placed him on the other side.
"Unfilial son! Don't you even know your father?"
The young man in gray robe smiled coldly, and the ordinary appearance on his face slowly transformed into the appearance of a rich and handsome young man.
The moment he saw this handsome young man, Mu Feng's eyelids twitched and his blood suddenly boiled.
Then, a burst of anger rushed to his forehead, making his eyes turn red.
Although he had never met Mu Qingcang, he had seen a portrait of Mu Qingcang when he was young from Li Wenshu.
The facial features of the gray-robed young man in front of him were almost exactly the same as those in the portrait he saw.
The only difference was that the gray-robed young man in front of him was more handsome and majestic than in the portrait! Mu Feng knew that this was the change brought about by the transformation of his body, muscles, and temperament after becoming the Martial Emperor.
"Mu...Qing...Cang!"
Mu Feng read out the name that made him angry word for word, his voice hoarse and cold.