Boom boom boom! Xing Hesong was surrounded by black flames, like a wild beast, rushing out in a rampage.
Wherever he passed, he saw huge black mist giants, all of which were crushed and annihilated by him.
Wu Yucheng followed closely behind, sweeping out the spirit spear in his hand, stabbing all the black mist giants that had slipped through the net to pieces.
The two of them cooperated very well and pushed forward all the way towards the depths of the garden.
They remembered that Mu Feng had fled in this direction before. As long as they kept rising in this direction, there was a high probability that they would be able to find Mu Feng.
Bang bang bang! The two of them were moving very fast. Wherever they passed, all the black fog giants collapsed, and the black fog arrows that swept across from all directions were naturally blocked by the two of them.
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Whoosh! Suddenly, three more sharp arrows of black mist came across and sounded from behind Wu Yucheng.
Wu Yucheng didn't panic, and without looking back, he held the spirit spear in his hand and stabbed straight behind him.
Bang bang bang! Three black fog sharp arrows were directly defeated by Wu Yucheng's shot.
Just when Wu Yucheng was about to put away his gun, a louder sound broke through the air, echoing behind him, causing his expression to completely change.
He had clearly defeated those three black mist sharp arrows, so why was there still a sound of breaking through the air?
While he was doubtful, Wu Yucheng felt an extremely strong sense of crisis in his heart.
Without even thinking about it, he grabbed the handle of the spirit gun with his right hand and blasted it behind him.
The spirit gun drilled out like a poisonous snake at an extremely fast speed. Endless spiritual energy surged out like a wave, and the surrounding air was torn apart, forming a strong and rich billowing white air.
Ding! Suddenly, the spirit gun that swept out hit something hard, making a sharp and ear-piercing sound.
Wu Yucheng then turned around and saw that Mu Feng, with cold eyes, was holding the twin swords of ice and fire, which collided heavily with the spirit spear in his hand, causing countless sparks to pour out.
"Mu Feng?
How dare you appear in front of us?"
Wu Yucheng's pupils narrowed and he looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.
He really didn't expect that Mu Feng would dare to come alone. Could it be that he wanted to kill them?
"I'm here to kill you!"
The corner of Mu Feng's mouth curled up in a cold arc, and the ice sword in his right hand suddenly turned at a clever angle, bypassing the spirit spear, and stabbed Wu Yucheng between the eyebrows with incredible force.
This sword seems to be very slow, but in fact it is very fast, and the sword light exudes a mysterious aura.
"Sword Intent?"
Wu Yucheng's eyes tightened to the extreme, and he naturally felt the mystery and treachery of Mu Feng's sword, an artistic conception that could only be achieved with the sword's intention.
Wu Yucheng's gun changed its posture, holding the handle of the gun with both hands, changing several trajectories in the void, resisting the ice sword thrust by Mu Feng.
But the meaning of the sword was so mysterious that it was like predicting the future. Whenever Wu Yucheng changed his spear posture, Mu Feng's ice sword followed the changing trajectory, bypassing the obstruction of the spear posture again and again.
In the end, the ice sword swept across at an extremely fast speed and sank into Wu Yucheng's body in an instant.
Pfft! Seeing the blood spurting out, Wu Yucheng screamed, covered his right arm, and stepped back.
His right hand was cut off at shoulder level, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
Mu Feng's eyes were cold, and he took a step forward to perform the "Great Yin Yang Sword Technique". He was holding two swords, one fire and one ice, and he was attacking Wu Yucheng at an extremely fast speed.
Almost every sword he made carried a mysterious sword intent, as if it was alive, stabbing at various parts of Wu Yucheng's body at extremely tricky angles.
Wu Yucheng fought and retreated at the same time. He had to resist the black mist sharp arrows coming from around him, and also defend against the sword attacks thrust by Mu Feng. The injuries on his body were getting more and more serious.
Tear! Suddenly, Mu Feng's ice sword cut a huge hole in Wu Yucheng's spirit spear, and his fire sword came across the air and pierced Wu Yucheng's heart.
This sword was so fast and mysterious that Wu Yucheng had no time to block it.
"Ruined!"
Wu Yucheng's eyes showed a look of despair. He couldn't dodge this sword, and he couldn't even avoid the vital points.
The moment the fire sword completely penetrated Wu Yucheng's heart, a figure appeared in an instant, and his right hand turned into a claw, grabbing Mu Feng's fire sword.
What made Mu Feng's pupils shrink was that his fire sword was actually caught in this man's bare hands.
Previously, this man's right hand was burning with billowing black flames, which actually faintly suppressed the blazing golden flames on the flaming sword. It can be seen that this is a higher-level spiritual fire than the golden flames of the flaming sword.
"Mu Feng! I really underestimated you! No matter in terms of talent, strength or courage, you are the best choice!"
Xing Hesong's eyes were filled with murderous intent, his right hand was shrouded in black flames, and he clasped the fire sword tightly, and his left palm was like a knife, cutting across Mu Feng's neck.
This palm sword was extremely sharp, sharper than any spiritual sword. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn, and it made a sharp and harsh sound.
Mu Feng's pupils shrank, and he felt a strong sense of crisis in this palm.
Without thinking, Mu Feng held the ice sword in his left hand in front of him.
Bang! The black-flamed palm knife and the ice sword hit each other hard, erupting into endless air waves and energy aftermath like a knife.
Mu Feng groaned, and the ice sword in his left hand exploded instantly, turning into countless purple blood drops.
Mu Feng flew backwards and hit the dense woods in the distance.
"die!"
Xing Hesong swept over, his right hand turned into a claw, and grabbed Mu Feng's head.
This claw was too terrifying. If it hit Mu Feng's head, even if Mu Feng was in 'True Blood' state, he would probably be severely injured.
Mu Feng's expression changed slightly, he stepped lightly, and used Wan Ying to disappear into the surrounding black mist.
At the same time, not far away, a stray cat stood up, quickly pinched its small claws, and manipulated countless black mist to form countless sharp arrows, rushing towards Xing Hesong like a heavy rain.
Xing Hesong's face changed slightly, and he pushed out his palms horizontally, completely tearing apart the sharp arrows of black mist that came like a rainstorm, but his body was stagnant for a while.
Mu Feng took this opportunity to completely leave Xing Hesong's attack range and disappeared into the surrounding black mist.
"Damn it!"
Xing Hesong cursed secretly and continued to chase him, but Mu Feng was no longer there. Instead, more and more black fog arrows and black fog giants gathered and launched a fierce offensive against him.
As a last resort, Xing Hesong could only retreat continuously.
"Elder Xing! Help!"
The moment Xing Hesong retreated, Wu Yucheng from behind let out a shrill scream.
Xing Hesong suddenly turned around, his pupils narrowed and he discovered that Wu Yucheng was pushed back by black fog giants one after another. In an instant, his eyes were in the depths of the black fog, and he could not see his figure.
Xing Hesong took a step forward, chased after him, and rushed away. All the black fog giants were knocked to pieces by him.
But no matter how deep Xing Hesong went into the black mist, he still could not find Wu Yucheng.
"Damn it! There is still a fascination formation within this killing formation!"
Xing Hesong cursed secretly with a gloomy look.
In such a short period of time, Wu Yucheng and him were completely separated and disappeared without a trace. Only an advanced maze could do this.