Plop! When King Thunder Martial King's body fell from mid-air into the Hanjiang River, countless people's hearts also went through huge uproar.
Another Martial King died alive before their eyes.
And this is the Thunder Martial King, a genuine third-level Martial King.
The crowd raised their heads and looked at the young man hanging in the air, coughing up blood, and their hearts could not stop trembling.
This son personally killed Zong Ming, Zuo Fei, Prince Yong Qian, and also killed King Xuefeng Wu and King Jinyan.
What is even more shocking is that although the two third-level martial kings, Poison Soul Martial King and Thunder Martial King, were not killed by Mu Feng, they both died because of him.
"After this battle, Mu Feng's name will probably be so powerful in Jinyan that no one knows about it!"
Some people in the crowd couldn't help but sigh, and everyone couldn't help but remain silent.
"Ah...Yan Yuhuan, you..." At this moment, deep in the sky, a shrill scream echoed through the sky.
Everyone was shocked to find that a figure with billowing demonic energy fell from a high altitude and hit the ground not far from the Hanjiang River.
When everyone saw the true face of this figure, they all took a deep breath.
Because this corpse is none other than one of the three demon kings.
This was a high-level demon king, and he actually died like this. How powerful was that old man in coir raincoat?
The Evil Soul Martial King, who was fighting against the Kongchen Buddha King, saw that the Thunder Martial King was also dead, and one of the three Demon Kings was also dead, and his heart sank into a deep depression.
"escape!"
The Evil Soul Martial King roared loudly, and countless ghosts suddenly exploded, forcing the Kongchen Buddha King back.
And he turned into a black light and fled into the distance instantly.
When the Evil Soul Martial King fled, the powerful Soul Soul warriors who originally attacked Hanjiang Temple saw that the situation was not good and fled one after another.
"Amitabha! Now that you have come, please be safe! Don't leave!"
Kongchen Buddha King proclaimed a Buddhist name, and shot the palm of his right hand into the air, and countless golden Sanskrit words came out across the air, like golden ropes, binding the powerful soul demons one by one.
Gu Gu, who was breaking the formation, changed his expression slightly, put away the formation plate, and left the place, but was stopped by King Kongji Buddha.
"Ancient benefactor! The poor monk doesn't want to fight with you, so let's just let him go and capture you!"
King Kongji Buddha said calmly.
Gu Gu gave up his resistance with a wry smile.
He is just the master of the spiritual formation. Without setting up the formation in advance, he is no match for King Kongji Buddha.
Moreover, the Buddha King Kongji was too close to him, and the former could kill him before he could set up the spiritual formation.
"The ancient benefactor is indeed sensible!"
King Kongji Buddha saw Gu Gu give up his resistance, smiled slightly, typed a golden Sanskrit word, and bound Gu Gu.
Next, the Eighteen Arhats followed the instructions of the two Buddha Kings and escorted all the Hunsha people into Hanjiang Temple to await their fate.
King Kongchen Buddha rushed to Mu Feng's side and helped Mu Feng fall to the island where Hanjiang Temple was located.
"Donor Mu! Are you okay?"
King Kongchen Buddha asked with concern, and his tone and attitude became different unconsciously.
When Mu Feng and Yan Yuhuan came to Hanjiang Temple to meet Kong Chen for the first time, the latter was still doubtful about Mu Feng's strength.
Now, Mu Feng has completely proven himself in this battle, and has also reversed the decline of Hanjiang Temple.
This made King Kongchen Buddha think highly of Mu Feng, and he was extremely grateful to Mu Feng, and his attitude became much more respectful.
"Thank you King Kongchen for your concern! I can't die yet!"
Mu Feng waved his hands and said.
At this moment, his injuries looked very serious. In fact, most of them were physical injuries, while his internal organs were only slightly injured.
Of course, his physical body is indeed strong enough, but it will probably take a lot of time to fully recover.
I have to say that Thunder Martial King is indeed very powerful.
If Thunder Martial King hadn't gotten scared in the end and ran away alone, Mu Feng would have been the loser.
At that time, after Mu Feng cut off the Thunder Martial King's arm, he was already at the end of his strength.
At that time, if Thunder Martial King had not escaped and chosen to fight desperately, Mu Feng would have been in danger! Unfortunately, Thunder Martial King was not firm-minded and finally chose to escape, giving Mu Feng a chance to breathe.
"Haha! Senior brother, this time it can be said that we have won a great victory. Our Hanjiang Temple has been saved, and so have the magic soldiers!"
King Kongji Buddha fell in front of the two of them, with a cheerful smile on his face.
"This time it's all thanks to Donor Mu! Junior Brother, please join me in thanking Donor Mu!"
King Kongchen Buddha smiled and said.
"Senior brother is right! If it weren't for Donor Mu, our Hanjiang Temple wouldn't be able to survive at all!"
King Kongji Buddha patted his forehead, and quickly followed King Kongchen Buddha to bow to Mu Feng, his face full of gratitude.
"You two don't need to be polite! I have an agreement with Mr. Yan on this matter, so I will naturally try my best to help you!"
Mu Feng waved his hands and said.
King Kongchen Buddha smiled slightly and said: "Even so, the two of us would like to thank the donor Mu on behalf of Hanjiang Temple!"
Hearing this, Mu Feng no longer refused and accepted the courtesy from the two of them.
Suddenly, deep in the sky, a terrifying energy wave suddenly erupted, and the sky seemed to have been pierced.
"No...Yan Yuhuan! Just wait for me..." Then, from the sky, Yuan Laomo's resentful and frightening voice came, and his voice got farther and farther away. He must have fled away.
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"It seems that Donor Yan has won!"
The two Buddha kings Kongchen and Kongji showed a relaxed smile.
What they are most worried about is the battle between the three demon kings Yan Yuhuan and Yuan Laomo.
They know very well that even if their side wins a complete victory, it will be useless. The key battle is still on Yan Yuhuan's side.
After all, if Yan Yuhuan is defeated, no one in Hanjiang Temple can stop Yuan Laomo and the others, and Hanjiang Temple will not only be destroyed, but the sealed demon soldiers will also be born.
But now, with Old Demon Yuan retreating and Yan Yuhuan returning victoriously, the crisis in Hanjiang Temple has been temporarily resolved.
Whoosh! A stream of light cut through the sky and slowly landed on the island where Hanjiang Temple is located.
Mu Feng and the two Buddha Kings looked up and saw Yan Yuhuan holding a corpse and landing opposite the three of them.
"It's another high-level demon king from the Demon Sect!"
Mu Feng immediately recognized that the corpse in Yan Yuhuan's hands was that of another high-level demon king beside Old Demon Yuan.
He knew that this was an eighth-level demon king, even more powerful than the ordinary eighth-level martial king.
"The old demon Yuan was severely injured by me, and he won't be able to recover for a while! Now, your Hanjiang Temple is completely safe!"
Yan Yuhuan casually threw the demon king's body into Hanjiang River, clapped his hands and said cheerfully.
"Donor Yan! Please accept our worship. It is a great kindness and kindness, and the two of us have nothing to repay!"
The two Buddha kings, Kongchen and Kongji, had their eyes full of gratitude. They knelt down and bowed to Yan Yuhuan, chanting the Buddha's name.
Yan Yuhuan helped the two Buddha kings up, and his eyes fell on Mu Feng, with a look of approval, and said: "Little friend Mu, you really impress me!"