Shamanism kills the god

puff……

Mu Feng coldly slapped the old man in black, headed by a skinny face. %&*";

In a blink of an eye, the sharp long sword in his hand pierced Mu Feng's left shoulder; however, instead of dodging, the latter rushed forward without changing his expression, turning a blind eye to the sharp long sword.

The moment Mu Feng slapped it down, the old man in black who was the leader couldn't feel any pain, it seemed that Mu Feng's slap was light and limp.However, the next moment, his body suddenly shook, and blood oozes from the pores all over his body.

Then, the body dimmed, as if melted by hot magma.Looking down, his feet melted, and his body sank; then, the melting area spread to his knees, thighs, and even his abdomen... In a thousandth of an instant, his whole body quickly turned into a puddle of blood.Moreover, he still watched this melting process with his own eyes.

"what……"

A shrill scream suddenly pierced the sky.

The upper body fell to the ground, watching the terrible melting spread to the left and right shoulders, and when only one bald head remained, the headed old man in black finally felt the pain, a completely indescribable and inhuman pain.Everything was too fast, so fast that at the beginning, there was no pain, no fear, as if watching Mu Feng's palm fall on someone else.

After feeling the pain, there is unprecedented fear.Who has experienced the fear of watching oneself turn into a puddle of blood, and who can bear it?

The scarlet blood flowed between the sand and stones, flowed under the grass roots, and penetrated deep underground.In the blink of an eye, there was only a thin layer of blood left on the ground.

A master in the middle stage of the Realm Realm, the leader of the Jiangling Four Swords, lost his soul just like that, not even a single bone was left behind!

Blood palm!

Under the intimidation of Jiangling's Four Swords, Mu Feng had no choice but to fight back forcefully. i^This time, instead of raising the sharp Qiuhong sword, he used the fourth-fold heart method of the blood refining method that he had just comprehended.At the price of leaving a deep sword mark on his left shoulder, he killed him with one palm!

Suddenly, without any precautions, even the most powerful boss among the Jiangling Four Swords cannot escape!

"Big brother, big brother..."

"Kill, let's kill this kid together, and take his head back to see the general!"

"kill……"

……

Seeing that the leading old man in black turned into a pool of blood in an instant, his soul flew away. The remaining three old men in black were startled and angry, and flew towards Mu Feng desperately, wishing to smash the latter into pieces!

There is no whole body left, not even a bone or a piece of clothing left, this is the real soul flying away!

Before the action, although he already knew that Mu Feng, a student who seemed to be only at the peak of the elite level, was not easy, but who would have thought that he would be so fierce?

The Four Swords of Jiangling grew up together since they were young, and later traveled around the world together, breaking into the caves of unknown masters together, and concentrating on cultivating together.The four of them have been together for hundreds of years. They are not brothers, but their relationship with each other is deeper than that of brothers.Sudden loss of the leading boss, all of them went crazy at once!

The three of them shot together at the same time, equally desperate!

"Blood without shadow!"

Mu Feng sternly shouted, anticipating the madness of the three old men in black.

The body stood motionless, but secretly, the blood in the body was suddenly pumped.Boo, boo, boo..., with a slight twitch of the muscles all over his body, there was a piercing explosion of air, and a pair of ferocious blood armor appeared on his body.The next moment, the body sank, and the yellow light flashed, standing on the ground like a mountain of ten thousand zhang, and the mountains and rivers evolved.

The Four Swords of Jiangling are best at movement and pace, they are elusive, under their attack, it is useless to retreat, only to counterattack forcefully, tit for tat!Facing the attacks of the three black-clothed old men, Mu Feng's whole body was surging with energy and blood, preparing for a fatal blow!

"Quack quack, burst!"

Before Mu Feng finished speaking, Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, laughed loudly and used the ancient clone technique again.

With a sway of his body, more than a dozen clones appeared, blocking the attacks of the three black-clothed old men.Then, at the same time, it exploded and turned into a thick blood mist.In an instant, Mu Feng, who couldn't see his fingers when he stretched out his hands and was still bubbling with anger and blood, stood like a mountain in front of the black-clothed old men, and suddenly disappeared.

One is responsible for intercepting and diverting, and the other takes the opportunity to kill!

The cooperation between Mu Feng and Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, has reached the state of understanding.The combination of the two is not as simple as one plus one, but a surge in power, giving full play to their respective advantages.In an instant, it in turn gave strong pressure and strong danger to the remaining three masters of Jiangling Four Swords.

"careful!"

The three old men in black all exclaimed in unison.No longer caring about the attack, their figures flickered, trying to join up quickly, standing back to back and jointly defending against Mu Feng's surprise attack.

The three of them have rich experience and amazing speed, but unfortunately, they are still one step too late!

How could Mu Feng, who had been waiting for such a long time, let go of such an opportunity?

Puff puff……

In the thick blood mist, there were several muffled sounds, followed by shrill screams.

The two black-clothed old men, with palms on their chests, watched helplessly as their bodies melted and quickly turned into a pool of blood.

"Second brother, third brother..."

The last remaining old man in black had the same palm, but perhaps due to his luck, he was just slapped on the left arm by Mu Feng.With the sword in hand, he cut off his left arm with a shoulder-length sword without hesitation.Taking a look at the two brothers whose souls were scattered and turned into a pool of blood, they gave Mufeng a resentful look after a shout, then turned and left.

The body swayed and disappeared suddenly without warning, just avoiding the attack of the demon ghost Xue Wuying; the next moment, the body appeared more than ten meters away.Another flash, the body disappeared out of thin air, appeared nearly a hundred meters away, and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant.

"Ah..., Mu Feng, I, Ma Lao Si, will not let you go..."

The old man in black broke his arm to survive, and quickly disappeared, but the mournful cry came from afar.

They Jiangling Four Swords had a deep relationship since they were young. This time, the four of them joined forces to arrest a mere elite student.He thought it would be easy, but unexpectedly, not only did he fail to complete the task, but he suffered heavy casualties, causing him to lose three brothers all at once.One can only imagine how strong the resentment in my heart is!

"My lord, chase after me!"

Xue Wuying's face turned cold, and his nostrils moved slightly. Sensing the breath left by the old man in black, Ma Laosi, he was about to catch up and wipe out the roots.

"No, Xue Wuying, stop chasing him! Go, go back immediately!"

Mu Feng's face was gloomy, and he stopped the pursuit of Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god.In the palm of his hand, he holds three bright red blood beads, which are the blood essence of Jiangling Three Swords.

The strength of Jiangling's Four Swords is astonishing, especially the ghostly movement and pace, which makes people hard to guard against, and has brushed shoulders with death many times.However, with the help of Xue Wuying, Mu Feng was not happy after turning defeat into victory by surprise, and felt heavy in his heart that a storm was coming.The uneasiness in my heart not only did not subside, but became more intense.

After taking a breath, he didn't care about chasing and killing the seriously injured old man Ma Laosi, turned around without hesitation, and went straight to the school shrouded in darkness.