Shamanism kills the god

"Ke Xuan..."

Mu Feng raised his head and let out a loud cry. He couldn't wait to jump up, and looked at the nine guards who roared towards him, his face turned cold.With a clang, he pulled out the Qiuhong Sword hanging from his waist with his backhand.

ding ding ding ding...

A series of crisp sounds can be heard endlessly.

With just one sword strike, Mu Feng not only swung away the sharp swords in the hands of the Nine Great Immortal Terrace guards, but also sent them flying.In the snowflakes all over the sky, there is an aura of fate.It seems that at this moment, Mu Feng has become the master of fate, and he is doomed to die under his sword. No one can be spared! [

Nirvana reincarnation!

At the critical moment, Mu Feng almost instinctively performed the sword slave's lore.

Although he has never really learned the Seven Swords of Nirvana from Sword Slave, he has a deep impression on the latter's sword moves and sword intent.When a sword stabbed out, it turned out to be plausible, and it had a taste of the real Seven Swords of Nirvana.If the sword slave who was meditating in the painting world was present, I'm afraid he would be shocked too!

"Hey, Ji Mie Sword Intent, you are the Ji Mie Sword Dao, the descendant of the ancient Gongsun Ji Mie?"

Among the nine guards of Xiantai, one of the oldest elders screamed.Looking at Mu Feng, who was dressed as a scholar but whose strength was unfathomable, felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Seeing that he saw through the origin of his sword moves at a glance, Mu Feng couldn't help but look solemn, and slowly looked at the guards of the Xiantai.

These nine guards all have gray beards and are back to basics.All the cultivation bases are not trivial, and they have all broken through to the peak of the Realm Realm.What made people even more dare not be careless was that although he was startled back by his own sword, he was calm and calm, and vaguely formed an attacking sword array, surrounding himself.

The nine guards are already so powerful, how powerful is Lianfeng himself?

Sensing carefully the power fluctuations in the body of the Nine Great Sendai Guards, Mu Feng's face became more and more serious.The ghost servant Chusan, who flew behind him, was also facing a formidable enemy. The ends of his long hair stood up strangely, and the wind on his two empty sleeves was automatic, ready to go.

Sensing the super strength of their master and servant, the guards of the Nine Great Immortals were also shocked and solemn.Although they surrounded the two of them, they didn't dare to attack lightly for a while, each of them crazily pumped up the true energy in their bodies, and the murderous aura became stronger and stronger.The sword light on the sword surged again.The two sides are at war with each other, the atmosphere is getting more and more dignified, and a bloody battle is about to break out.

This time, Mu Feng came from a long distance to inquire about Ye Kexuan's news, and he didn't want to hurt anyone, let alone see blood.

However, the strength of the Nine Great Immortal Terrace Guards is extraordinary. Once they have to attack with all their strength, they will no longer be able to send and receive freely, and will have to see blood!

Thinking about Ye Kexuan who had been wandering around for many years without hearing from her, Mu Feng couldn't wait any longer, and couldn't bear to continue the stalemate with the Nine Great Immortals' guards.Without saying a word, after taking a deep breath, the true energy in the body accelerated to flow, the qi and blood rolled and gurgled, and completely unfolded the coercion of a blood-refining witch without any scruples.Soon, wisps of blood mist appeared around him, and a heavy platform appeared on his palm.

"The ancient holy platform?"

The guards of the nine immortal platforms all spoke in unison and screamed in unison at the same time.

All nine of them had gray beards, they had lived for an unknown number of years, and they were well-informed, so they quickly recognized this ancient weapon held in Mu Feng's palm.In an instant, Qi Qi changed color, and everyone's heart was shocked.

Mu Feng, who flew over, was completely different from the practitioners who came here in the past.

It seems that although he only has the strength of the mid-stage of the Daoist Realm, the heat wave of the b-man rushing towards his face, or the ancient killing weapon of the holy slashing platform held in his palm, all of them give people extraordinary pressure; God, the power in the body fluctuates violently and violently, and is rising steadily.

Under this pressure, the Nine Great Sendai Guards, who have always been pretentious and have few opponents, can't help feeling a strong sense of danger.Old Nine, the weakest among the nine, even trembled uncontrollably with his right hand holding the long sword, feeling that Mu Feng had already locked onto the fluctuation of his soul, and was about to face a fatal blow at any time! [

Master!

The nine guards of the immortal platform glanced at each other, quickly shifted their shapes and positions, and silently recited the formula with sword aura.At the cost of burning their respective original powers, an ultimate guardian sword formation is set up, ready to stand.The power fluctuations of both sides are becoming more and more intense. If they don't make a move, it will be enough. Once they make a move, it will be a fatal blow with all their strength, and the consequences are unpredictable.

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"Great Elder, let them come up!"

Just as the war was about to break out, a slightly hoarse voice came from Dengxiantai.

"Yes!"

Hearing the words, the nine guards of the Immortal Terrace bowed to accept the order, and drove away silently. With a flash of their figures, they all disappeared under the snow.In an instant, the fierce sword aura and monstrous murderous aura disappeared in an instant.In the air, there was an obscure wave of power. Obviously, some extremely powerful magic circle or some terrible restriction had been set up nearby.

"Thank you sir!"

Mu Feng thanked loudly, and followed, suddenly swelled the true energy in his body, leaped up to the towering Dengxiantai.Behind him, ghost servant Chusan followed closely like a shadow.

On the flat Dengxiantai, it was spotless, and the snow that fell from the sky was shaken away by a wave of force before it fell.The place is not big, only about a hundred feet square, and the ground is a whole stone slab, flat and smooth.From the looks of it, it doesn't look like any spar, nor like ordinary stones. Under the snowflakes all over the sky, there are strands of warmth that make people's limbs feel comfortable.Standing on the top and looking up, you can have a panoramic view of the huge Lianfeng Island, the sky and water in the distance are the same color, and the vast sea has no end.

What a wonderland on earth!

Mu Feng secretly sighed in his heart, as he climbed onto this high platform, he suddenly felt a sense of elegance.While breathing, I felt wisps of fairy air penetrating through my body, my body was floating like a fairy, and I was about to break through the void and enter the legendary fairyland!

The scenery is picturesque, the beauty of the world, but unfortunately, Mu Feng can't take care of careful observation and comprehension.Take a closer look, how can there be Ye Kexuan on the immortal platform?

On the huge climbing platform, there are only a man and a woman who are unfamiliar.

A young man in Taoist robes sat cross-legged on the ground with a Guqin in front of him.The ten fingers are slender and clean, and with a light swipe, there is a faint sound of the piano.In front of him was a graceful dancer wearing a thin veil with bare feet.The long sleeves stretched to the ground, and with a slight wave, they rose and fell like waves, dancing with the sound of the piano.Although her face was not as stunning as Ye Kexuan's, and she didn't have her innate noble and pure aura, but she danced with a sense of beauty.Like a lost fairy, dancing lightly.