Shamanism kills the god

Deep belly breathing!

Facing a formidable enemy, Mu Feng naturally used the deep abdominal breathing method to pump the Qi and blood in his body with all his strength. i^

Whoever controls his body controls his own strength; and whoever controls breathing controls his body!

Breathing in and out seems to be very ordinary, but there is a huge mystery behind it.

Compared with ordinary lung breathing, deep abdominal breathing undoubtedly shows a person's strength to the extreme.To this day, Mu Feng has not given up on this most basic cultivation method since he was an uneasy scholar who just stepped into the threshold of cultivation, and has gone through hardships to become an elite master. He has practiced to the extreme day after day.

Not only did he control his body, but he also controlled his breathing.Every part of the body can be manipulated freely, and at critical moments, there are often unexpected effects!

"Hey, there are indeed some tricks, come again!"

Priest Nighthawk let out a cry, his face gloomy.

Although he knew that Mu Feng was not an easy young man, he never expected that he would dodge his sharp blow so lightly!

After a stern shout, he fitted himself up and rushed forward again.

This time, both claws waved together, turned into a black light and rushed towards Mu Feng.The speed is faster and the momentum is even more astonishing, like a falcon that has been preparing for a long time, really showing its sharp minions!

"Slow, it's still too slow!"

Under the tense gaze of the soldiers and civilians all over the city, Mu Feng's upper body remained motionless, but his feet suddenly exerted force, and he slid back suddenly like a ghost, avoiding the fierce attack of Priest Nighthawk again.The speed of the latter was too fast, and it was too late to change his moves. With a puff, his body fell to the ground; his sharp claws fell fiercely on the high platform, directly tearing several hard wooden boards into pieces. i^

It looks like a goshawk pouncing a rabbit, its attack is unparalleled!

Fortunately, although the attack was scary, Mu Feng's speed was not inferior, and he avoided it dangerously at the critical moment, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"Strange, this veteran's true energy seems a bit weird?"

Among the crowd, seeing the thrilling scene on the high platform, Ye Kexuan, whose face was covered with a veil, frowned.Unlike many students around her, although she also did not break through to the real world, she was keenly aware of the strange aura in Daoist Nighthawk's body.I can't tell what's going on, but it always gives her a vague feeling of evil.

"Worlds, full of wonders!"

Ye Beigong's tone was low, but his face became more rosy, as if his body had improved further.After a pause, she looked at her daughter sitting beside her and continued, "This world is far more vast and complex than we imagined. But Xuan, what you have come into contact with now is just a drop in the ocean. Slowly, You will know. Remember, a person can have arrogance, but he must not have arrogance, and he must not be careless at any time!"

"Yes, Father!"

Ye Kexuan nodded and said nothing more.A pair of clear big eyes stared at the movement on the high platform without blinking.

After this period of contact, she was full of confidence in Mu Feng, knowing that he would never be easily defeated.However, for some reason, seeing Priest Nighthawk's attack was more powerful than the last, he couldn't help feeling worried.

"Good boy, your strength is not very good, but your ability to escape is first-rate!"

Daoist Ye Ying, who failed to attack again, raised his head and looked at the calm Mu Feng not far away, with a ferocious expression on his face.A pair of sharp claws flickered with black light, faintly enough to make one's heart jump uncontrollably from a distance.

"I told you to do three tricks, let you do three tricks, let you die convincingly, and die clearly. This is already the second trick, old man, you only have one last chance left!"

Mu Feng glanced at Daoist Yeying indifferently, from the beginning to the end, the Qiuhong sword hanging on his waist remained unchanged.

The fierceness of the opponent's attack was somewhat unexpected.However, if there is only this level of attack, then he is dead!Within three moves, his head is bound to be taken!

There is a sword in your heart, that is, there are swords everywhere, every plant and tree can be turned into a sharp weapon that kills people like cutting tofu!

After the Dao Xin was completed, Mu Feng's understanding of cultivation and the way of swordsmanship unknowingly went up to a new level.Firm belief, coupled with strong self-confidence, gradually revealed the power of a blood refining witch!

"kill!"

Daoist Nighthawk's face was gloomy, and he yelled angrily, feeling the heavy pressure.

However, before he could make another move, Mu Feng suddenly jumped from his body and landed on the tall glazed tiles.With a long sword in white clothes, he has a tall and straight figure, and besides his elegant posture, he also appears extraordinarily calm, which made the soldiers and civilians all over the city look sideways and applaud him.

One side is gnashing teeth, with a ferocious expression; the other side is easy-going, with a calm demeanor!

Not to mention who is stronger and who is weaker on both sides, just this state of mind and bearing have already made a difference!Although Daoist Nighthawk has joined the worship hall for many years, and stepped up to the position of deputy commander step by step, with a high position and authority; however, to ordinary people in Beifeng City, they don't have much impression of him, and they haven't heard of him having any great achievements.

On the contrary, Mu Feng, who came to Beifeng City for the first time and beheaded twelve Datian Demons with a sword on the top of the city, has become a household name these days.After learning that he was the university student who had recently become famous in Kongming Valley and was named Master Wen by the masters of the world, everyone was shocked and rushed over to see his true face first.

Famous is worse than meeting each other, with a scholarly air all over his body, Mu Feng, who is dressed in white and has a calm demeanor, won their respect and welcome at the first sight.Compared with him, Taoist Priest Nighthawk who suddenly jumped out to disrupt the situation and interrupted the coronation ceremony was like a grain of mouse droppings that spoiled a big pot of porridge.

"Good boy, are you afraid, where to run?"

Hearing the applause from the soldiers and civilians all over the city to Mu Feng, the Taoist Priest Yeying, who was always vengeful, looked even more ugly. He shouted angrily, and also jumped onto the glazed tiles, chasing him relentlessly.A pair of sharp claws grabbed Mu Feng's throat directly, wishing to wring his head off.Eat his flesh and drink his blood to relieve the hatred in his heart!

"Run, why should I run?"

Seeing the Priest Nighthawk who was getting more and more angry unknowingly, Mu Feng smiled coldly, and suddenly swayed his body from side to side, dodging his sharp blow again, "Flying to the towering glazed tiles, it's not to escape; Climb to the highest point and let all the soldiers and civilians in the city see clearly how you died! The three moves have passed, and the time for your death has come, go die!"

Clang...

On the high platform, there was a crisp sound, and Mu Feng, who had not fought back, stretched out his hand and pulled out the Qiuhong Sword hanging from his waist.He didn't make a move right away, but stood in front of him, flashing towards the setting sun.In an instant, Daoist Nighthawk, who had just jumped onto the glazed tile, felt a dazzling light in front of him, and couldn't open his eyes for a moment.

"The first sword, shave your beard first!"

Mu Feng let out a cold snort, and before he finished speaking, the sharp Qiuhong sword had already reached Daoist Nighthawk's body, and the sword slashed towards his chin.

Before jumping onto the glazed tile, he had already anticipated the pursuit of Priest Nighthawk.For this reason, I deliberately chose a clever position and direction. If you don't make a move, you can use it. The moment you make a move, the opponent is unprepared, and the moment he closes his eyes, he suddenly attacks.

Timing, location, scheming, coupled with strong strength, the opponent is sure to die!

From the beginning to the end, Mu Feng has been calm and unhurried. What seems to be an unintentional move actually implies murderous intentions!