The three monks are attacking Mu Feng with all their strength. Except for Wen Yixiao, the other two cannot be underestimated. The methods used by one of them, the old man, are even more shocking.
The old man stepped lightly on the ground, and the spiritual patterns on the ground were immediately released, instantly covering Mu Feng and the other two people.
The power released from the spirit pattern can even increase the power of Wen Yixiao and another person's attack, and when this power falls on Mu Feng, it will weaken Mu Feng's strength.
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. This spiritual pattern was even equivalent to a simple field. Although it was not as good as the Unbounded Secret Technique, which could forcibly exert the power of the avenue, this auxiliary function alone was already very powerful.
The spirit pattern will continue to weaken Mu Feng, but increase the strength of the other two people. As one goes against the other, Mu Feng will definitely fall into a disadvantage.
"Hahaha, as long as anyone falls into my formation, no matter how powerful they are, they will not be able to display their strength at all. I'd better give up, little friend." The old man laughed loudly, with a proud look on his face.
Mu Feng slowly shook his head and retreated quickly, trying to get out of the range of the spiritual pattern, but the range of the spiritual pattern was also rapidly expanding.
Wherever he retreated, the spirit pattern followed him, following him like a shadow.
"You still want to escape from the range of the spiritual pattern? My spiritual pattern can accommodate mountains and rivers. Where can you escape to?" The old man laughed.
The other two people also rushed over immediately. Wen Yixiao's figure flashed and appeared in front of Mu Feng in an instant. His palms were as red as blood and he slapped them forward fiercely!
"Boy, I blame you for being too pushy. Go to hell!"
The tyrannical power fluctuations were released, and the palm wind spread out in all directions, with fierce power.
Mu Feng snorted coldly, and immediately clenched his fingers tightly. Saint Yuan surged through his body and gathered on his fist, and then he smashed forward fiercely!
"Collapse Mountain Power!"
boom!
The golden fist and the blood-red palm collided fiercely, and the huge force caused the surrounding ground to explode!
With a click, Wen Yixiao's body retreated violently, his eyes full of fear, blood dripping from his palms, and the white bone stubble pierced the flesh and blood, exposing it to the air.
Just one move was too much for him. If he hadn't retreated quickly, his entire arm would have been disabled!
"What a powerful force!"
He secretly said in his heart: "No wonder he was able to kill fifty monks in such a short period of time. He is indeed a formidable enemy!"
Mu Feng ignored Wen Yixiao, because there was an iron rope coming towards him quickly from not far away, like a black poisonous snake, it rushed in front of him in an instant.
At the tip of the iron rope were two sharp blades with cold light, piercing his eyes!
The sharp edge made Mu Feng unable to open his eyes, but he suddenly stretched out his hand and accurately grasped the iron rope, and golden flames emerged from his hand.
But in an instant, the iron rope was burned red, and the red color quickly spread along the iron rope towards the other side.
The owner of the iron rope was shocked, his legs stood firmly on the ground, and then he pulled suddenly, trying to retract the iron rope, but the iron rope tightened instantly.
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, grabbed the iron rope with one hand, and then suddenly pulled, the huge force pulled the owner of the iron rope directly over.
"Collapse Mountain Power!"
Seeing the owner of the iron rope flying over, he quickly took a few steps forward, and then punched out. Huge power poured out like a tide, covering the owner of the iron rope!
Seeing this situation, the owner of the iron rope simply gave up the iron rope sacred weapon in his hand and hurriedly retreated. However, he was still hit by the wind of the fist, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The three of them joined forces and failed to gain the upper hand in front of Mu Feng, which shocked everyone present.
The old man gritted his teeth and shouted sternly: "Kill him with all your strength, otherwise we will definitely die first!"
Green Saint Yuan surged out of his hands and merged into the spiritual patterns under his feet. Green light suddenly emerged from the bodies of the monk using the iron rope and Wen Yixiao.
His injuries were recovering quickly, his body seemed to be filled with inexhaustible strength, and his fighting spirit was rising to the sky.
When Mu Feng saw this, he was not worried. Instead, his eyes were scanning here and there, trying to find traces of He Yu. Among these people, only He Yu could make him feel the slightest threat.
Finally, his eyes locked on He Yu. At this time, He Yu was standing behind the old man. It seemed that he could deliver a fatal blow at any time, but he did not make a move.
After all, these three people still have to deal with Mu Feng, and the old man's assisting ability is also very outstanding.
"It's time to end, I don't have time to accompany you here to fool around."
When he thought of Feng Ling whose whereabouts were unknown, Mu Feng felt a little anxious. Seeing that he didn't know how long this battle would last, he suddenly made up his mind.
He slowly stretched out his hand, and a transparent bubble appeared in his hand. Then he pushed forward, and the bubble expanded rapidly, covering everyone in the bubble.
Wen Yixiao frowned and asked involuntarily: "What is this?"
The old man who was using the spirit pattern felt a palpitating aura, and his expression changed drastically: "No, retreat quickly!"
But before he could move, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed rapidly, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Mu Feng.
It was as if someone had transferred the space he was in in front of Mu Feng.
"The power of space?"
The old man looked shocked, and when he spoke, he realized that his voice had become hoarse.
Mu Feng nodded slowly and said: "Yes, you are already very powerful if you can recognize it. It's a pity that I am in a hurry, otherwise I would have a good discussion with you."
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his finger and lightly swiped in front of his face. The old man's body suddenly twisted, the sound of broken bones kept ringing, and blood splashed out from his body, turning into a burst of blood mist.
"No...don't!"
The old man rolled his eyes, and the spiritual patterns on the ground quickly retracted into his body like shadows. His body had reached its limit.
"Sorry." Mu Feng whispered, and then he clenched his hands suddenly, and the old man's body exploded with a bang, and blood mist filled the air.
This scene made the rest of the people look stupid. You can kill people with just a few gestures. It's simply terrifying!
Mu Feng looked into the distance. Because he could control the boundless range, this time he just enveloped everyone in it and stopped.
At this time, at the border, He Yu was attacking non-stop, trying to break through the unbounded space barrier, but in vain.
Even if it can shake the power of space, the power required to break through the space is terrifying, and obviously He Yu can't do it at this time.
The moment Wujie was unleashed, he realized that something bad was going on, but now he couldn't even escape, which made him feel desperate.
Bang!
There was another loud noise, which made He Yu's body tremble. He slowly turned around and saw that the monk using the iron rope had also followed in the old man's footsteps.
Wen Yixiao was forced into a desperate situation. At this time, he rushed towards Mu Feng, but strangely stopped in front of Mu Feng, unable to move at all.
With another explosion, Wen Yixiao died completely.
Of the six monks, only Mu Feng and He Yu were left. Originally, the one-on-one scene was the scene of He Yu's pursuit, but now it has become a life-threatening talisman.
"Who are you exactly?"
Mu Feng looked at He Yu in front of him, and instead of rushing to take action, he asked aloud.
He Yu's face was solemn: "You will let me go if I tell you?"
"It can make your death easier." Mu Feng said.
"Then why should I tell you?" He Yu was a little angry, but his body dissipated on the spot like light smoke, and then suddenly appeared above Mu Feng's head.
He swung the sharp blade in his hand and stabbed the vital points of his body with precision and precision. At a glance, he knew that he used this kind of attack frequently.
If it were normal, this move might really hurt Mu Feng. Unfortunately, this place is within the boundless realm, and all spaces are under Mu Feng's control.
When the sharp blade was only an inch away from Mu Feng's vital point, it stopped strangely, as if the surrounding space had solidified, and the sharp blade was frozen in mid-air.
He Yu looked shocked and pulled away to retreat, but found that his body was also frozen in mid-air, unable to move.
"I'm very familiar with your methods, and they have made me suffer a lot in the past." Mu Feng smiled slightly: "You are the killer of the dark night, right?"
After his identity was revealed, He Yu just snorted coldly: "So what if you know, I won't tell you anything!"
"I don't intend to know anything from you, but I just feel it's a pity. If an organization like yours can unite to deal with Wutian, it will definitely have miraculous results!" Mu Feng said lightly.
He Yu said coldly: "Wutian and we have nothing to do with each other. We are just killers. We use money to do things. Just give up on this idea."
Mu Feng slowly shook his head, and an idea emerged in his mind. If he could really control the entire Dark Night Killer, with the help of Dark Night's powerful intelligence network, there would be no way to hide what Wutian was going to do.
Once this idea surfaced, I couldn't get rid of it for a long time, and it was a practical method.
"Where can I find your killer in the dark night? Tell me. Don't force me to capture your soul and torture it day and night!" Mu Feng said coldly.
He Yu shuddered. He understood that if he was caught out of his soul, the torture he would suffer would be unimaginable.
"In Shenxing Divine City, you can find the killer of the dark night and issue missions..."
Before he finished speaking, He Yu's seven orifices suddenly flowed out with rich blood, and then he died.
Mu Feng's eyes narrowed. It was obvious that He Yu had some kind of restriction placed on him. If he spoke about An Ye, there would be backlash.
However, Mu Feng only got a position. Whether the Shenxing Divine City is just a stronghold in the dark night or a very important place is unknown.
He remembered that this sacred city was in the Canqiu Divine Area in the north. After leaving the Bailang Mountain forbidden area, he would have to go there.
Speaking of which, he himself is still the target that An Ye wants to kill.