Tear! The cold wind's spiritual energy was too powerful. Wherever it passed, the decks actually broke, and countless broken pieces of wood flew up.
The entire Chengfeng was affected by the violent spirit energy of the severe cold wind, and started to tremble violently. The dozens of flying spirit beasts dragging the hull were even more alarmed, and screamed in terror.
The severe cold wind came in an instant. He took out a long knife with strange black lines on its surface from the space ring. He held the knife in his right hand and slashed it out with one stroke.
Before anyone arrived, the spiritual knife went first! Tear! The air rang with the sound of dense tearing of cloth, and the terrifying sound of breaking wind resounded.
A sharp sword energy, dragging a long white air, cuts across.
The deck floor could not withstand the sword energy, and a long ravine opened up, spreading towards Mu Feng.
Mu Feng kept walking, still strolling leisurely, walking towards the cold wind, but his eyes burst out with fierce light, and he shot out a palm in the air.
Crack! That sharp sword energy was smashed to pieces by Mu Feng's palm.
Debris from the sword energy flew everywhere, and many terrifying cracks opened in the surrounding deck.
On the deck, many people pushed to the edge and looked at the battle in the center with fear.
As soon as the two of them fought, a third of the deck was turned upside down. If they really fought, they would sink the entire beast ship.
"This guy..." Yan Hanfeng's eyes became serious. It seemed that he underestimated the young man in front of him. This boy was not an ordinary sixth-level warrior of the Sea of Life.
Mu Feng kept walking, but his speed became faster and faster. His whole body was like a savage beast, rushing towards the cold wind.
Before approaching the severe cold wind, Mu Feng instantly entered the 'true blood' state, and his skin was crystal clear, as smooth and transparent as glass.
And his hair grew crazy to his waist, and his face completely changed, becoming as handsome as a demon, with an unparalleled appearance.
At this moment, Yan Hanfeng's pupils shrank into needles, and he felt a strong sense of crisis in Mu Feng.
Without even thinking about it, Yan Hanfeng used his strongest martial art, the "Dragon Snake Knife Technique".
This is a high-level Minghai-level martial art. It was acquired by Yan Hanfeng from the forces behind Chenglonghao. With his domineering spiritual energy, this sword technique can exert a power far beyond his own realm.
There are three moves in the "Dragon Snake Knife Technique", one move is more powerful than the other, and Snake Bite Tail is the first move of this sword technique.
Yan Hanfeng saw the long sword in his right hand slashing out, and his whole body was spinning rapidly.
A blade of light lit up and formed a ring, which looked like a ring formed by a snake biting its tail. It rotated at high speed and cut across Mu Feng's neck.
"What a powerful move!"
Song Xingchen looked at the ring of sword light with fear in his eyes. If it were him, he would indeed be able to take on this move, but he would have to use all his strength to barely block it.
Mu Feng's expression was dull. He was still holding Yunyun in his right hand, and he swung out his left palm and smashed the ring of sword light into pieces at will.
"What?"
Yan Hanfeng was shocked in his heart, but his movements were not slow. The sword's momentum changed, with the tip of the sword facing downwards, and he slashed upwards.
"Dragon Snake Sword Technique: The dragon emerges from the water!"
As soon as the sword came out, the force of the sword rubbed against the air, and a sound like the roar of a dragon erupted. Endless spiritual energy swept out, turning into a river of spiritual energy around Mu Feng.
Mu Feng was deeply trapped. In the center of the Lingyuan River, a blazing sword light burst out, like a dragon emerging from the water, and slashed towards the center of Mu Feng's eyebrows.
This knife was so terrifying that half of the deck's ground collapsed completely, forming a terrifying hole, which frightened many people into hiding in the cabin.
"This move is enough to kill most of the seventh-level warriors of the Sea of Life! This guy can't take it!"
Song Xingchen's face became more solemn, even a little pale, and he felt the faint pressure from this knife.
Song Baixuan and Song Junya were protected by the strong men brought by Song Xingchen, so they were not affected by the terrifying sword light.
In full view of everyone, Mu Feng's footsteps still did not stop, but slowed down. Then his left hand reached out, grabbed the dragon's sword light, and squeezed it, crushing the sword light into pieces.
"impossible!"
Yan Hanfeng's expression changed completely, but a sharp cold light burst out from the depths of his eyes. He knew that he could only use the last move.
The last move of "Dragon Snake Knife Technique" is extremely powerful. If used, the entire deck of the beast ship may collapse.
He originally didn't plan to use it, but looking at Mu Feng getting closer and closer in front of him, he knew that he had no choice.
"Dragon Snake Sword Technique: The Dragon Returns to the Sea!"
Yan Hanfeng shouted loudly, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and raised the long knife above his head.
The long sword, hands and body were straight at three points, forming a vertical straight line, and his energy and spirit had reached the extreme, all converging on his hands and the long sword.
Tear! Yan Hanfeng slashed down with both hands, and a blazing sword light was like the rising sun, emitting an unstoppable light that made everyone present narrow their eyes.
An earth-shattering dragon roar resounded.
The terrifying spirit energy burst out like an abyss, and actually opened up the entire huge deck of the Chenglong, forming a huge crack.
In an instant, the sea of spiritual energy swept Mu Feng and submerged him, wrapping him in it.
The blazing sword light seemed to turn into the prototype of a dragon, breaking through the sea of spiritual energy and slashing towards Mu Feng.
"It's so powerful, this cold wind is really extraordinary!"
Song Xingchen was forced to walk in the air, looking at Yan Hanfeng's figure with fear.
This last move was so powerful that Song Xingchen was ashamed of himself. If he were there, he would definitely not be able to stop it.
"That bastard must die! He must die!"
Song Baixuan clenched her pink fist tightly, sweat dripped from her palms, and she began to feel nervous.
Mu Feng used two sword techniques to break through the severe cold wind, which made her feel something was wrong.
Mu Feng's strength was actually beyond her expectation, and it was really ridiculous that she had dared to claim that he was a waste before.
Now, Song Baixuan just wants Mu Feng to die right in front of her eyes, so that she can feel at ease.
In an instant, the dragon-shaped sword was so powerful that it engulfed Mu Feng in an instant, and the deck couldn't bear it at all and collapsed directly.
There was no one on the deck for a long time. Even if there was anyone, it was the sea realm warriors who were ordered to fly in the air and watch this scene.
"This move! You can't catch it!"
Yan Hanfeng looked at the swallowed up figure of Mu Feng, with a relaxed smile on his lips.
From the beginning to now, Mu Feng has been giving him a huge lingering pressure. This is the first time he has felt this kind of pressure on a young man.
But now it's better, this son is finally dead, and he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Is this all you have?
It’s too weak!”
Suddenly, in the light of the dragon-shaped sword, a cold voice slowly came.
Just hearing a tearing sound, the dragon-shaped sword was torn apart directly, and the surrounding sea of spiritual energy collapsed.
A young man as tall as a spear appeared in front of the cold wind.
At this moment, Mu Feng had already walked in front of Yan Hanfeng, and his smooth jade left palm was like a knife, gently moving everything.
Yan Hanfeng's right arm flew away, and blood spurted out...