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Chapter 147 Xuan Jian's killing move

Black and White Xuan Jian, Blood-Robed Marquis Bai Yifei, four swords attacked together, one to contain the opponent, one to attack, every move was dangerous and shocking.

"careful!"

Wei Zhuang and Yan Lingji's expressions changed drastically. If they attacked together, they would definitely kill Mu Feng.

Wei Zhuang forced the internal energy in his body to move, and the shark teeth in his hand surged at a speed as fast as lightning.

Yan Lingji's body was like a fire dragon, and a beam of fire surpassed her previous speed, as if she was traveling through space.

Mu Feng had already noticed his situation and knew that it was extremely dangerous. If two people and four swords stabbed him, he would surely die.

Mu Feng was not afraid of danger. The true Qi in his body was running to the extreme at this moment. His sword skills were getting faster and faster, the sword Qi was constantly burning, and the true Qi was constantly rolling.

"Disastrous clouds descend from the sky!"

Mu Feng's right hand continuously swung away the two swords that Bai Yifei was pressing against him tightly. The sword energy was like a dragon, and the black sword energy in his hand reached its peak at this moment.

The sword body vibrated and the true energy suddenly burst out, causing Bai Yifei to pause for a moment. Mu Feng took this opportunity to slap out with his palm, and Bai Yifei had to raise his sword to block.

At this time, a black figure and a red figure rushed out and made another slash. Wei Zhuang's shark teeth did not stop and killed Bai Yifei. Yan Lingji turned into a fire dragon, and the hot sword light and Wei Zhuang together blocked Bai Yifei's attack.

Mu Feng suddenly turned around, and the long sword in his hand burst out, using the Three Points Return to Yuan Qi - Three Points of the World in coordination with the sword moves to hastily block the attack from the sky.

The black and white Xuan Jian was as powerful as thunder, as fast as a rainstorm, with a force beyond measure, and endless murderous intent. The powerful sword energy was superimposed along with the downward force.

Mu Feng hastily raised his sword to block, but was pushed more than ten meters away by Hei Bai Xuan Jian's killing move. Finally, Mu Feng's true energy burst out, his whole body tensed up, and he unloaded the power of thunder.

Wei Zhuang and Yan Lingji successfully stopped Bai Yifei. With Mu Feng's help, Wei Zhuang's injuries recovered a little, and with Yan Lingji's help, he did not retreat too quickly.

"kill!"

Mu Feng did not have the roar of the Iron Horse and Ice River Sword. The sword energy of the Fairy from the Sky plus the coldness of the Iron Horse and Ice River Sword, in infinite superposition, left traces of ice, and the air froze instantly. Mu Feng began to explode, and his sword moves became violent.

Bai Hei Xuan Jian's eyes were bloodshot, and the black and white swords in his hands were roaring and constantly vibrating. Murderous intent was constantly gathering, true energy was constantly bursting out, and sword energy was burning.

The two men started fighting fiercely again. Their figures flew into the air and broke through the roof. The two men came to the beams again. The three swords were rapidly exchanging fire. The roar of swords colliding with each other continued. The space was turbulent. Sword energy was projected into the void, and the killing intent was endless.

In an instant, the two men exchanged dozens of moves again, one sword, one punch, one palm, one kick, and all eighteen martial arts were used. The battle between the two on the roof was dazzling.

Suddenly, Mu Feng's sword energy flashed, and he swept the sword across. The powerful sword energy flattened the surrounding beams. The sword energy swept through, and the rubble continued to shatter and fall.

The black and white Xuan Jian swords crossed, and under the fluctuation of sword energy, they were pushed dozens of meters away. The powerful true energy burst out, removing Mu Feng's sword energy, and the figure came to the opposite side of Mu Feng again.

"It's true. You are very suitable to be a slave under my sword."

"The blood of the strong always makes people so excited."

Hei Bai Xuan Jian stood more than ten meters away from Mu Feng, holding the two swords tightly in his hands. The fighting spirit in his eyes was rising step by step. His eyes became bloodthirsty and his whole body became excited.

Mu Feng stood with a sword in hand, and said with a cold smile: "You no longer have the heart of a swordsman, and have become a sword slave. No matter how strong you are, you are nothing more than a killing machine."

"Forever a running dog of the snare, forever enslaved by the sword."

"Slave of the sword, you have no right to kill me in front of me."

Mu Feng kills people and destroys their hearts, and this is what Hei Bai Xuan Jian cares about the most.

Xuan Jian shouted angrily: "That's enough."

Xuan Jian's eyes began to become sharp, and all his strength broke out at this moment. His black clothes rustled, his headband swayed violently in the air, his black hair danced wildly, and a strong murderous aura broke out at this moment, sweeping over.

With murderous aura and evil spirit, a blood-red moon appeared, and Xuan Jian's hands were stained with the blood of countless people.

Hei Bai Xuan Jian was now enraged, and began to display his full strength. The surging true energy flowed out of his body, and the powerful aura locked onto Mu Feng, with murderous aura rolling straight into the sky.

The fierce murderous intent turned into rolling black gas, which swept across the rubble on both sides. Mu Feng was soon surrounded by the black gas. The rubble could not withstand the strong energy and began to explode continuously.

The momentum made Mu Feng's clothes rustle, and the wind and clouds surged. Mu Feng's eyes focused, and the long sword in his hand was instantly clenched, using all the true energy in his body to resist the powerful momentum.

"The sword energy is several times stronger than before. Could this be his true strength?"

"The scarlet full moon appears, and the killing move is coming."

Mu Feng clenched the long sword in his hand, and the sword body roared. Obviously, the magic sword was very excited and wanted to show down the opponent. The Yin-Yang Secret was running to the extreme at this time. In this contest of momentum, he could not lose.

A lonely and arrogant chill descended upon his body, white clouds rolled, a powerful true energy wavered, a rare sword intent was rising rapidly, a desolate aura emerged, lonely, indifferent, ruthless, and increasingly powerful.

The true energy is surging, the sword intent is reviving, the sword energy is rising, and the true strength begins to be displayed here.

Xuan Jian stood proudly on the roof, the bright moon behind him was shrouded in scarlet evil spirit, turning into a red moon, which instantly became extremely strange, as if a ghost had resurrected.

The long swords in his hands began to form strange postures, the black sword was held upright and the white sword was held reversed, sword energy burst out, sword intent intertwined, and the bloody aura made Xuan Jian even more terrifying.

"Black and white swords, the positive blade takes life, the reverse blade calms the soul."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xuan Jian's momentum increased further, and his murderous intent reached its peak. His momentum quickly crushed the bloody full moon, which was shrouded in black mist. The black air on the two swords was burning rapidly, and the swords were clashing.

"The killing move has just begun."

"kill!"

As soon as Xuan Jian killed the word "kill" uttered, it moved like thunder and overwhelming seas, with a momentum as majestic as a mountain, like mountains and rivers collapsing, the sky upside down, the two swords were wielded, sword energy rose up, and the force of thunder burst out to kill.

All the surrounding rubble collapsed, the roof beams were crumbling, the space was shaking rapidly, and the air was constantly exploding.

Mu Feng's momentum reached its peak. The desolate and aloof sword intent made people cry. It was mixed with a very domineering artistic conception. His whole body was filled with true energy, and the golden true energy burst out with brilliant light at this moment.

The frosty air, the fierce air, the soft air, the lonely and desolate sword energy gathered together at this moment, the four artistic conception quickly merged, the sword intent was to pierce the sky, and a golden beam of light illuminated the entire sky.

The surrounding space transformed into sword energy, everything was quickly disappearing, everything was returning to silence, only the lonely and arrogant sword intent was left surging.

"........"