At this time, Chihuo Taoist had no flesh and blood on his body, so he directly punched Tianlang with his fist. The holy energy surged from his body, causing a blazing light to bloom from his fist.
Boom! The blazing Holy Yuan struck heavily on Xiaoyue Sirius's head, even knocking him back.
However, this is reasonable. In order to preserve his strength, Mu Feng did not let Xiaoyue Sirius release too much power.
As soon as Tianlang retreated, Mu Feng turned back in the distance. Nine cloud dragons surged under his feet, turning his body into a golden light. The Qingxiao Sword returned to his hand without knowing when.
"Sword flash, one move!"
He shouted low, and his body passed through the Chihuo Taoist in an instant, and the extremely sharp sword light struck the Chihuo Taoist like a storm.
This is Xingchenzi's most powerful sword move, and its power is naturally extraordinary.
However, Mu Feng knew that it was impossible to kill Taoist Chihuo at this level, so he stepped on the ground without stopping and turned back.
"Sword Flash, Second Style!"
In an instant, countless sharp wind blades appeared as the long sword slashed down, hitting the skeleton with a clanging sound, leaving little traces.
"Sword flash, three moves!"
Mu Feng roared angrily, and a sword beam about ten feet long appeared in front of him. As he slashed down with both swords, the sword beam suddenly struck out and disappeared like lightning.
Tu Susu, who was not far away, and Wu Hairou, who ran back into the hall, could only see a blurry figure turning back to his face three times, and all the attacks fell on Taoist Chihuo almost at the same time.
Click! Chihuo Taoist slowly took two steps back at this moment, and the ribs on his chest were cut in half diagonally.
But even if Xingchenzi's bones were shattered into powder, it would not be able to kill Taoist Chihuo at this time.
He just used secret techniques to attach himself to this corpse.
"Not even close!"
The skeleton suddenly let out another thunderous roar, and the entire hall was shaken by the sound and trembled slightly.
Suddenly, two equally powerful forces surged out of his body, one belonging to Taoist Chihuo, and the other belonging to Xingchenzi's remaining power.
At this moment, the two powers merged together, forming a storm of holy energy in the hall.
Rumble! "Let them all die!"
Taoist Chihuo roared angrily and pushed his palm forward suddenly. The storm that seemed capable of destroying everything swept towards Mu Feng! "Mu Feng, be careful!"
Wu Hai couldn't help but shout out softly, with a look of deep worry on his face.
Even Tu Susu's face looked very ugly at the moment. She could feel that this move was extremely powerful, and even a ninth-level Nirvana monk could not resist it.
However, she still controlled the bloody magic knife at this moment, turned around whistling in the air, and struck hard at Taoist Chihuo again.
She has put everything on Mu Feng, so as long as Mu Feng fails, it means that they have all failed, and it is impossible to survive from the hands of Taoist Chihuo.
Mu Feng's heart suddenly sank as the Holy Yuan Storm swept over him, making him feel an extremely powerful pressure and even gave him a feeling of insignificance.
"Why did I fall here!"
He gritted his teeth and roared, and the Qingxiao Sword in his hand suddenly released violent thunder, and countless thunderclaps sounded.
Xiaoyue Sirius was the first to stand in front of him at this moment, with perseverance flashing in his eyes, and he rushed towards the Holy Yuan Storm! "Fire Boy!"
Mu Feng roared, and red flames quickly erupted from his body, making him feel like a god of fire descending to earth.
Xiaoyue Sirius rushed into the storm, and the powerful power was released instantly, causing the storm to stop for a moment and weaken a little.
However, Xiaoyue Sirius's power was quickly exhausted, turning into a ray of light and returning to the wolf's bite, and the storm continued to sweep in with a devastating momentum.
"Break it! Myriad Thunder Sword Technique!"
The shadow of a giant elephant suddenly appeared behind him, exuding a power as heavy as a mountain.
In an instant, violent thunder was enveloped outside his body, and under the thunder was blazing flame. With determination, he rushed towards the Holy Yuan Storm with his sword! The blood-colored magic sword whizzed in, and the will-o'-the-wisps in the red fire Taoist's eye sockets
At this moment it started beating violently again.
He suddenly turned around and reached out to grab the attacking magic knife! Click! This time the magic knife cut off half of his bone palm.
But the magic knife also fell into his hands, and he couldn't break free even after struggling.
"Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish first!"
The holy art of body movement was immediately launched. He stepped on the ground, his body rushed forward like lightning, and he was in front of Tu Susu in an instant.
Tu Susu was horrified. At this moment, she suddenly reached out and waved her hand, and the raging sea of blood blocked her in front of her, setting off a huge wave and rushing towards Chi Huo.
Chi Huo snorted coldly, and the blazing Holy Yuan enveloped the surface of his body at this moment.
He actually stretched out his hand and suddenly tore apart the giant wave of the blood sea! The extremely yin method of the blood sea was originally afraid of the yang and strong energy of fire and thunder.
Taoist Chihuo has always been cultivating with the help of earth fire, so Sheng Yuan naturally has that masculine spirit.
When the sea of blood touched Chi Huo's body, it began to melt, and bursts of black smoke rose up.
Chi Huo tore through the sea of blood with his bare hands and came to Tu Susu in one step. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Tu Susu's neck and lifted her into the air.
"Devil Saint?
It’s just a joke. When I get out, I’ll let you know what a real devil is!”
He gradually applied force on Susu's neck, and there was an overwhelming "squeaking" sound, as if her neck was about to be broken in the next moment.
Wu Hairou on the side rushed over with a spear in hand. The sharp Saint Yuan condensed on the spear and hit Chi Huo hard on the head.
"Asshole, let go!"
Chi Huo's head tilted to the side, but it slowly straightened up.
He reached out and grabbed it, and suddenly there was a suction force in his palm, sucking Wu Hairou into his hand.
Although half of his palm had been chopped off, red Saint Yuan surged out of his palm, wrapped around Wu Hairou's neck like a rope, raised it into the air, and then slowly tightened it.
Just as the two women were about to be killed alive by Taoist Chihuo, a loud thunderous noise suddenly came from the hall, and the whole hall shook violently, like an earthquake.
Taoist Chihuo turned his head in shock and saw the sword piercing through the Saint Yuan Storm! Mu Feng split the Saint Yuan Storm with one sword, but there were also countless wounds on his body.
The blood kept flowing.
The two forces of violent thunder and blazing earth fire remained in the storm at this moment.