Shamanism kills the god

Tee, Tee, Tee...

On the stage of life and death, there were thrilling muffled sounds, and the long swords in the hands of the two collided fiercely from time to time. %&*";

Under the nervous gaze of the people, Mu Feng and Mu Tie launched a fierce confrontation!

As the inheritor of Ruoqing Sword, Mu Tie's swordsmanship is superb, showing the word "quick" to the extreme.The ordinary-looking wooden sword in his hand sometimes stabs straight forward, and sometimes it is as soft as a ribbon, launching swift and fierce attacks from incredible angles.

The moves seem ordinary, but every sword is amazingly powerful.When the sword is drawn, it seems to be slow, but the next moment, it often appears in front of the eyes at an incredible speed, which is hard to guard against.The wooden sword in his hand didn't feel any force at all, and when he slashed it up, he took off the force with a single bend. Qiuhong sword is useless!

Compared with him, Mu Feng's swordsmanship is completely different.Sometimes the sword moves elegantly and sharply, using the Misty Rain swordsmanship, and sometimes it is slashing, and uses the Nine Swords of Nirvana taught by the sword slave.The speed is not fast, but each sword is powerful, if you don't stab it, it will be fine. Once you are stabbed by him, you will be fatally injured immediately, so the powerful Mu Tie has to be careful.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect a student from Xiangshan Academy to have such outstanding swordsmanship!"

After a fierce attack, Mu Tie stopped suddenly, stroked the wooden sword in his hand, and looked up and down at Mu Feng who was standing not far away.There was a hint of surprise and solemnity in the cold eyes.After a pause, he suddenly stabbed out with a sword, and said coldly: "Rueling swordsmanship, ruthless sword, Mu Feng, let me show you the real ruthless swordsmanship now!"

shuh...

Mu Feng's sword is completely different from the previous blandness.A sword pierced out, changing ever-changingly, bringing up many phantoms.In addition to the astonishing speed, there is a threatening chill. %&*";

In an instant, the temperature dropped sharply, and a layer of ice slag appeared on the stage of life and death.The people watching the battle from far away on the suspended platforms all felt a biting chill blowing towards their faces, even with the power in their bodies, it was hard to resist.Especially some of the accompanying disciples who were only at the elite level trembled involuntarily, as if they had fallen into an ice cave that would not melt for thousands of years.

Cold to the depths, is ruthless!

Ruthless to the extreme, even boiling magma can't melt the ice!

As soon as Mu Tie stabbed out with his sword, people's faces changed, and they deeply realized the horror of the unfeeling sword.Although shivering from the cold, no one was distracted, staring at the fierce battle on the stage of life and death without blinking.

It was so bone-chillingly cold across such a long distance, Mu Feng, who bore the brunt, was frozen to death on the spot?

Wen Feixue, Ye Kexuan and other students widened their eyes nervously, secretly praying for Mu Feng.

As expected, Mu Feng on the field of life and death seemed to be frozen into an ice sculpture, unable to move.Seeing that the wooden sword in Mu Tie's hand was close at hand, he still stood motionless.The white academic gown, the long black hair, and even a layer of ice scum appeared on the eyebrows and eyelashes, as if they were completely frozen.

However, just when people's hearts sank, thinking that he was about to die under Mu Tie's sword, the situation on the field changed suddenly.

I saw ferocious blood vines bursting out of Mu Feng's body suddenly.Instead of roaring towards Mu Tie's body, he quickly wrapped around the wooden swords that were close at hand like boa constrictors.Then, with a flash of cold light, the Qiuhong sword in Mu Feng's hand fell from a high height, chopping the wooden sword in front of him into two pieces with a bang!

Mu Tie's sword seemed dangerous and sudden to people, and it was hard to stop; however, in Mu Feng's view, it was a rare opportunity.

The bone-piercing cold made Mu Tie's sword amazingly powerful, but it also made the wooden sword in his hand lose its extraordinary elasticity and was frozen hard.Being entangled tightly by the tough blood vines, he immediately lost the characteristic of using softness to overcome rigidity, and could no longer shed the majestic power!

On the surface, it seemed that Mu Feng was frozen to death.However, the heart is hot, and the hot and boiling qi and blood have not stopped running for a moment.In a thrilling moment, he decisively seized the opportunity to cut off the wooden sword in Mu Tie's hand!The next moment, the qi and blood in his body suddenly swelled, and the ice slag on Chang's body quickly dissipated and turned into curling steam.

"Amazing, win against the odds, Mu Feng won again!"

"That's right, without the wooden sword, how can Mu Tie, the successor of the heartless swordsmanship, deal with Mu Feng's counterattack?"

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People were taken aback and talked a lot.No one expected that Mu Feng, who looked frozen on the surface, not only saved the day, but also took the opportunity to secure the victory in one fell swoop!

The people watching from a distance couldn't think of it, and neither could the powerful Mu Tie!

A wise man has a lot of worries, and there is bound to be a mistake.Although his thoughts were careful, he never expected that the astonishingly powerful cold air not only did not affect Mu Feng's actions, but was instead taken advantage of by him.Before he could fully display the power of the Wurui Sword, the wooden sword in his hand was chopped into two pieces by Mu Feng's sword!

After taking a few steps back, he looked at the half-broken sword in his hand, thought about the seaport under his crotch before, and then looked at the calm and composed Mu Feng, his face turned blue and white, and he was in a dilemma.

Continue to fight, what can be used to block the extremely sharp Qiuhong sword in Mu Feng's hand?

He handed over his hand to admit defeat, unwilling to say nothing, with Mu Feng's decisive killing intent, how could he easily let himself go?

Thinking about the first round of the martial arts competition, Zhan Feng, a master of Immortal Sword Sect who jumped off the stage of life and death, but still could not escape death, Mu Tie's face became more and more ugly.

shuh...

Just when he was in a dilemma, a flash of sword light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, Mu Feng unexpectedly did not take the opportunity to rush over, but instead put away the startling Qiuhong sword in his hand, "Mu Tie, for the sake of being disciples of the Mu residence , I will let you three points. You and I will fight one more battle with bare hands, so that you will be convinced that you will lose today, and you will die clearly!"

Mu Feng was tall and straight, and looked at Mu Tie opposite him lightly, with a confident expression on his face.

After cutting off the wooden sword in Mu Tie's hand, the situation was already very good for him.As long as I don't make mistakes, with the sharp Qiuhong sword, victory is only a matter of time!Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mu Tie, the heir of the heartless sword, can be beheaded by the sword!

From people's point of view, there was no suspense about Mu Feng's victory. However, he resolutely said no and gave Mu Tie, an old enemy, a fair chance to fight.

To win with the sharpness of the sword is to win without force.

In this battle, not only must we win, but we must also win in an upright and aboveboard manner!Mu Tie, this old enemy, must be killed, but, to die, he must die without saying anything, and be convinced!

Domineering!

Under the ravages of the cold wind, Mu Feng stood still, giving off an overbearing aura, like an ancient god of killing, unrivaled!

The blood-refining method of the ancient witch sect allowed him to step into the threshold of cultivation, with the hope of reaching the peak of cultivation; while the formula of mountains and rivers and the country handed down by the sages of the ancient land gave him a little more domineering, or in other words, made him more aggressive. The aura of dominance in the depths of his heart was inspired!

Self-confidence comes from strong strength.Although he hadn't broken through to the realm of real people, after three autumns, Mu Feng was no longer the down-and-out scholar who had just stepped into the threshold of cultivation, showing his sharpness.Today, not only did he want to defeat Mu Tie, his old enemy, but he also wanted to kill him openly in public to prove the truth!