Mu Feng was performing all the sword techniques he had learned. Each sword technique was very exquisite. Countless sword lights emerged and shrouded his body.
The white-faced man was not weak at all, and displayed exquisite sword skills, and the two began to compete on the ground.
However, Mu Feng's sword still lacked sword power after all. No matter how fast and heavy he was, he was still no match for the white-faced man, and more and more wounds were left on his body.
The injury was not in vain, and during the battle with the white-faced man, Mu Feng gradually experienced a mysterious feeling, which was just like when he realized the power of the great road.
It was very mysterious, but indescribable. All the sword techniques were gathered together in his mind, becoming more and more rounded. The originally exquisite and complex sword techniques were slowly disappearing at this moment.
After a long time, everything on the ground within a hundred miles of Mu Feng and the white-faced man was turned into powder. This was because of their swordsmanship.
In Mu Feng's mind, all swordsmanship left was the most basic moves such as chopping, slashing, and picking, and even these moves were slowly disappearing.
He also gradually realized what the sword's intention was.
"The intention of the sword is to move according to the heart."
With that said, Mu Feng slashed down with his sword. This sword looked ordinary, and there was no sharp edge on the sword, but this sword forced the white-faced man back!
It was just the first time since he fought the face-changing man that he had driven back the white-faced man!
"The sword's intention is to tolerate all things."
Mu Feng swept across with his sword and forced the white-faced man back three steps.
"Sword intent is...pure!"
His eyes suddenly widened, and light shot out from his eyes. All the sword moves in his mind disappeared. He took a step forward, and his body seemed to turn into an ordinary sword!
The sword light flashed and a clang was heard. Mu Feng had arrived behind the white-faced man, and there was a long wound on the white-faced man's body, almost splitting his body into two halves.
Mu Feng put away the Qingxiao Sword, turned to look at the white-faced man, and said slowly: "I have understood the meaning of my sword!"
The wounds on his body began to heal quickly, and all the sword intent attached to his wounds was refined and driven away by him.
The long sword in the hand of the white-faced man disappeared. It seemed to want to laugh, but it had no mouth. The body slowly turned into white light and dissipated, and everything around it also turned into light smoke.
Mu Feng exhaled a long breath, and the surroundings returned to normal. He was still standing in the desert. Where were the mountains and the white-faced people? There was nothing but a withered skeleton in front of him.
He walked forward and found that the withered bones were holding a sword. The sword was like the long sword used by the white-faced man, but it was already decayed.
A gust of wind blew, and all the swords and bones turned into ashes.
"If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been able to comprehend the meaning of the sword so quickly." Mu Feng said in a low voice.
Mu Duanqiu said slowly: "Fortunately, the obsession this person left behind did not mean to harm anyone, otherwise you would have become an unjust ghost under the sword!"
After understanding the meaning of the sword, Mu Feng gave up all other sword techniques. What he used was the supreme sword technique. Why should he practice other people's sword techniques?
Although his realm has not improved, his strength has improved a lot. The long sword in his hand can rival the power of the domain!
"Thank you, Senior Mu!"
"Don't call me senior, don't I look very old?" Mu Duanqiu said angrily, "Call me sister, after all, we are still the same family."
Mu Feng couldn't help but smile. He was very curious about who Mu Duanqiu was in his previous life. He was serious but mischievous. He looked gentle but had a restless heart.
"Speaking of which, is your name from a previous life or from this life?"
Mu Duanqiu hurriedly replied: "Of course in this life, my parents worked hard to give birth to me. Is it any wonder that I inherited their surname? But Duanqiu was my name in my previous life."
Mu Feng was stunned for a while. Mu Duanqiu was indeed a person from a long, long time ago. He had never heard of this name before.
In the Golden Book World, Jiuyuan turned to look at Mu Duanqiu and couldn't help but frown. He hadn't felt it before, but now he felt that the name Duanqiu was familiar to him.
But I just can't remember.
"Don't think about it, you don't remember me, but I know you, big black rat!" Mu Duanqiu shouted towards Jiuyuan.
This affectionate name made Jiuyuan even more stunned. He believed that he must have known Mu Duanqiu before. After all, according to Mu Duanqiu, she had already experienced two great catastrophes.
After the catastrophe of the Shicha Evil Lord began, Jiuyuan also participated after all. Although it was just a weapon spirit, the previous owner was the monk who fought against the Shicha Evil Lord.
Mu Duanqiu also experienced the disaster of the Shicha Evil Lord, so it was normal for them to know each other.
The monks of the Liu family all looked at each other, their hearts filled with shock, but no one dared to speak.
Mu Feng solved the dangers in this area and continued to move forward. Just when he was a hundred miles away, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
The desert turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. There was darkness between heaven and earth. Countless black mists swirled like wraiths. It was simply a hell of Shura.
But Mu Feng understood in his heart that it was not that he had entered the realm of other obsessions, but that his eyes had changed.
He hurriedly asked: "By the way, when I was outside, I used my energy to consume Liu Xunru's memory in the wilderness, but a pair of eyes entered my body. I could often see different scenes. Why?
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Mu Duanqiu frowned, came directly from the golden book to Mu Feng, and asked, "What do you see now?"
"The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, you can still see the areas left by those obsessions, like bubbles covering the world!" Mu Feng said quickly.
Mu Duanqiu's expression suddenly became serious: "It's too bad now, you have been targeted by the deepest obsession in the wilderness. Maybe, it is not an obsession at all!"
Mu Feng's heart suddenly trembled: "You mean, there are still people alive?"
"I can't say for sure, but everything is possible. Those who fought in the deepest part of the wilderness were all the top strong men, and they were the Great Sages!"
"Perhaps some big demon has set its sights on you and gave you these eyes to let you go before it alive!"
Mu Duanqiu said slowly, thinking about countermeasures in her heart, but there was nothing she could do.
"What will happen if I don't go?" Mu Feng asked quickly. He didn't want to be possessed by some big demon.
"Yes, these eyes will follow you and guide you where you go. You can't escape." Mu Duanqiu murmured, showing such an expression for the first time.
Mu Feng frowned, an ominous premonition welling up in his heart, but he didn't know what would happen next, so he could only take one step at a time.