The Glory of All Nations Chapter 143: The Death of Mu Yan
Ling Feng, who was within the fighting range, was directly knocked away by this force, and slid for a distance in the dusty air before smashing into the rubble.
Ling Feng half-raised his head with difficulty, unable to see anything clearly. His eyes were filled with gray and violent Xuan Qi, and then his lungs felt itchy.
He hurriedly coughed a few times and then struggled to stand up and look for Fen Yue. Such a collision made him feel like this even though he was far away from the battle, and Fen Yue collided with him.
As soon as Ling Feng stood up from the rubble, he saw a golden thing flash past in the smoke-filled place, and then a small group of furry things fell on his face, with four small claws grabbing at it.
on Ling Feng's face.
Come on, let me see if you are injured.
Ling Feng hugged the little tiger Fen Yue with both hands and took her off his face. He frowned and turned her around anxiously. Finally, he found a small wound on her back and her feet were bleeding.
, which made Ling Feng's heart twitch.
You saved me again.
Ling Feng shook his head and sighed, and realized with Fen Yue that now, Fen Yue had to help him every time. In the eyes of ordinary people, Ling Feng was considered invincible, but only he knew how helpless it was.
Fen Yue seemed to be able to feel the unrest in Ling Feng's heart, and rubbed Ling Feng's neck affectionately with her little head, tickling her.
I need to find something to heal your injuries.
Ling Feng's heart warmed when he felt Fen Yue's movements. Yes, he shouldn't be so clear with Fen Yue. If something happened to Fen Yue, he would fight regardless of the cost.
Lingfeng put her into his clothes, withdrew the red light and left slowly in the gray world, staggering and looking a little embarrassed.
In the opposite direction of the two people, an old man with green hair was covered in torn clothes, revealing his thin body underneath. He was coughing, his pupils were beating slowly, and there was disbelief on his old face. He was actually defeated, although there was no
Lost, but the dignified Tongxuan seventh level came to capture a little Naxuan, but he didn't succeed!
It's over, everything is over.
The great elder of the Aoki Sect murmured, and left in the distance in despair. He instinctively felt that there would be a catastrophe in the Aoki Sect in the future, and the thunder and lightning that had been silent in the sky finally began to go wild.
The bombardment came down, as if venting his own anger.
There was no one in the adventure city for a long time. They were all watching outside. Shanba looked at the roaring thunder in the distance and the sky covered with dark clouds. His eyes widened slightly. Even he couldn't believe that Ling Feng was still alive. Such a situation
Fighting was something he couldn't imagine, and a sense of pride arose in his heart. This was his son-in-law.
What a good eye.
Chen Tianhong, who was a hundred meters away from Shanba, suddenly said this, and then slowly walked into the city with a long sword on his back, leaving the Chen family in shock.
Ling Feng did not return to the street, but left from the collapsed east city gate in tattered clothes. Stepping on the undulating gravel, Ling Feng felt weak under his feet and felt cold all over, especially his forehead, which seemed to be on his body.
The temperature is dissipating.
Click!
As he was walking, he suddenly stopped. Some red hair stuck to his handsome face. Ling Feng turned around and looked at the fog behind him. He opened his mouth without any moisture and said: Come out early.
I found you.
Haha, I feel scared when I face you face to face. Ordinary people say that only three things are enough. I have failed twice in your hands. Although I am not sure, I want to try it one last time.
A man wearing a light green robe came out of the smoke. His right hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and the shimmering sword seemed a little scared.
He looked at the red-haired boy in front of him. Although Ling Feng was so tired, Mu Pu felt that he might not be able to defeat him.
Ling Feng did not speak, but directly took out a long sword and pointed it at Mu Ren, then stepped towards him, his movements were so casual and full of flaws.
Are you looking down on me? Yes.
Mu Ren looked at Ling Feng and laughed at himself. He had seen Ling Feng's sword that could cut off everything, but Ling Feng didn't even need to come out now, so he obviously didn't regard him as an opponent.
Turn the wooden palm!
Mu Pu yelled, he didn't want to go back alive this time. He had spent half his life in a state of confusion. Today, Mu Pu wanted to have a bloody fight. The green mysterious energy penetrated into the ground, and flowers and plants suddenly emerged from the rubble.
come out.
This is one of the three major battles of the Qingmu Sect, and it is also the move that requires the highest purity of the Xuanqi essence. Some people can't even draw out the grass. As the great disciple of the Qingmu Sect, Mu Ren is worthy of his reputation.
Ling Feng did not intercept him, but walked slowly, one kick after another. Countless flowers and plants died under his feet. Countless battles made Ling Feng grow very fast, far beyond the average person, so he
He has his confidence.
The profound energy in Mu Ling Maple penetrated into the ground, and the surrounding flowers and plants began to tangle together and surround Ling Maple. Finally, it turned into a colorful autumn plant, wrapped Ling Maple in it, and began to shrink.
Not bad.
Ling Feng sighed in admiration. There was no gap, not even light could get in. He stabbed the shrinking plants around him with his sword and found that they were as hard as steel. If an ordinary Naxuan was surrounded, it would definitely turn into a puddle.
Minced meat, but it's of no use to him.
Ling Feng took a deep breath, holding the sword in his right hand, with the tip of the sword leaning on the ground. Xuan Qi emerged from the Ling Palace and came to his hand through countless meridians. A red light flashed on his pupils, and then Ling Feng
His arm moved, and he slashed countless swords in an instant.
puff!
Dense red sword light spread all around Ling Feng's body. With a soft sound, the hard sphere made of entangled plants turned into countless fragments and fell down. Ling Feng felt strange that Mu Wu, who was a hundred meters away from him, did not
escape.
Why not escape.
Ling Feng's feet moved and he appeared in front of Mu Fu. He looked at the big man and said indifferently. There was no emotion in Ling Feng's eyes, as if he was looking at a little ant.
The pupils in Mu Ba's eyes shrank slightly. Looking at the red-haired boy who was a little shorter than him, his heart surged like a tsunami.
Although he has long known how powerful Ling Feng is, his mood will still fluctuate greatly when he sees it again. With such power and speed, is he really a Naxuan? Even when he just saw Ling Feng, this evil boy
Already arrived in front of him.
Without resisting, Mu Wu took a deep breath, stared at Ling Feng and said: I want to know who killed Elder Jia.
After Ling Feng heard what he said, violent profound energy surged out from the Ling Palace, surrounding Mu Ren with astonishing murderous intent. At this moment, Mu Ren instinctively raised his feet to stay away from this danger.
But Ling Feng's eyes had already turned red, bright red, and Mu Wu froze on the spot for an instant, lifting his right foot but unable to drop it.
Under Mu Ren's horrified eyes, Ling Feng slowly walked up to him, unable to move his whole body, and could only watch helplessly as Ling Feng put the cold sword on his throat.
If I could, without using others, I would leave no one behind.
Listening to Ling Feng's emotionless words and the cold sword shining on his throat, he had always thought that he was not afraid of death, but when this moment came, he realized that death was so terrifying for a person. On the mobile phone, One Second Remember provides you with wonderful novels to read.
Ling Feng's sword slowly cut open Mu Ren's skin, revealing the flesh and blood underneath, and then took away the storage device Mu Ren wore on his wrist before turning around and leaving the place.
Mu Ba couldn't control his whole body, but he could feel the pain in his throat and the blood that was constantly flowing out. The world he saw with his eyes gradually became darker, and his power gradually disappeared.
Staring at Ling Feng's leaving figure, Mu Wu didn't have any resentment at all, only great unwillingness. At the last moment of his life, he laughed at himself that he had only massacred some weak warriors in the past, but in the end he died at the hands of someone stronger than himself. It looked so familiar in his hands. After about ten seconds, Mu Wu fell down.
Ling Feng didn't look back. He didn't like the feeling of killing. It was a sin. But if you embark on the path of a warrior, you can only grow in battle. The adventure city behind him broke out of the fog. A ruined wall, a charred ground, and some remaining flowers were revealed.