It was not only Murong Zhu who was looking forward to it, but also the people who besieged Tan Feng.

It’s not easy to finally find a flaw now!

Seeing this, everyone’s offensive couldn’t help but speed up a little, thinking of taking advantage of Tan Feng’s illness to kill him.

Murong Zhu’s spirit sword easily pierced Tan Feng’s clothes, pressing it back against his arm, intending to cut off Tan Feng’s arm with this.

At this time, Tan Feng, with the flowing light sword in his right hand, parried three weapons, and lacked skills.

The left hand spirit rhino sword finger held a large knife, and two techniques behind him bombarded it.

There is no way to avoid it, if there is no Murong Zhu’s sword, Tan Feng has the confidence that he can temporarily avoid the edge with the phantom flow step.

But this sword just disrupted Tan Feng’s calculations.

The pain came from the arm, coupled with Murong Zhu’s amazing strength, Tan Feng couldn’t parry the big knife that he had clamped for a while.

The big knife smashed down and slashed at Tan Feng’s shoulder fiercely.

Rumble!

Tan Feng’s figure couldn’t help but be short, and he didn’t dare to stay for a long time, and he resisted the bombardment of a spell behind him, and he cast a phantom flow step and fled out from the gap in embarrassment.

Murong Zhu’s sword, plus a sword on the shoulder, and the sword technique behind it.

At this time, Tan Feng was extremely embarrassed, his left arm sleeve was shattered, and blood flowed down.

The clothes on the shoulders were also tattered and bruised inside.

The back was ragged and scorched black.

“Impossible!”

“How is that possible?”

“What is his body made of?”

Tan Feng was extremely embarrassed, but it was the people who besieged him who exclaimed.

“You… You suffered a sword from me, why did you hurt this little?

Murong Zhu looked at the sword wound on Tan Feng’s arm and was stunned.

At a glance, he could see that the wound on Tan Feng’s left arm was just a cut, and blood seeped out.

But that’s all, it is estimated that even the bones have not touched, just flesh and skin wounds.

“How is that possible?” Ma Xianhong looked at Tan Feng’s shoulders and widened his eyes.

There was a bruise, and although it looked very serious, it was estimated that the muscles and bones were not injured.

You must know that if his knife was cut on the shoulder of other foundation builders, not to mention that he died on the spot, but the bones of his shoulder must be shattered.

And looking at Tan Feng’s back, it was just a skin injury.

“It’s okay, if we can get it once, we can get it a second time!”

Murong Zhu gritted his teeth and said, he wanted to see how many times this Tan Feng could carry it.

At this time, no one made a move, firstly, they needed to relieve the surprise in their hearts, and secondly, they also needed to rest for a while.

Feng Zikun’s eyes moved slightly, Tan Feng was too strong, and he became more and more interested in the secrets obtained by Tan Feng.

Now seeing Tan Feng falling downwind, he was ready to move again.

However, looking at Han Feiyu, who was present by the old god on the side, he hesitated for a moment and then quieted down.

Murong Zhu looked at Tan Feng and said with a smile: “Tan Feng, you are very good, I am more and more interested in your chance!”

“How? You follow me back to the Feather Sword Sect, and if you are willing to hand over your chance and inheritance, I can guarantee that you can become a disciple of the Feather Sword Sect.”

“Feather Sword Sect? Not interested!

Tan Feng said while taking off the tattered clothes on his body, fortunately, he had cultivated the Sword Devouring Body Refining Technique, and he didn’t dare to say less now that he was also seriously injured.

“I was going to get along with you as an ordinary genius.”

“The result is your hostility and siege!”

He casually threw his rotten shirt on the ground, revealing a white body and strong muscles.

There is not a trace of excess meat, every inch of muscle is just right, neither bloated nor thin.

Just by looking at it, you can feel the explosive power inside.

Just using eight-pack abs to describe it is simply a manifestation of word poverty.

“I’m not pretending, I’m in a showdown!”

Tan Feng shirtless and glanced at Murong Zhu and the others with pity.

Everyone looked at Tan Feng, and the female cultivator swallowed, thinking what if this hit herself? Is it to pretend to resist, or is it left to its own devices?

Even the male cultivators showed envy.

With this body, I don’t know how many women can be favored.

“Ordinary genius?” Everyone complained in their hearts, but they would really be humble!

He looked at Tan Feng guardedly, waiting for Tan Feng’s follow-up.

Tan Feng held the sword in his right hand and glanced at Murong Zhu and the others indifferently.

Then raise your left hand a little at one of the small characters.

“Do you want to repeat the old technique?”

Everyone looked at Tan Feng’s scene, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Zhu was secretly vigilant, because the person Tan Feng was targeting was someone from his own Feather Sword Sect.

The dim sword qi shot out, and then turned into an afterimage and disappeared, and everyone was stunned.

Murong Zhu was shocked and hurriedly searched.

At this time, there was a sudden “bang” sound behind him.

Murong Zhu turned his head stiffly, and saw that the junior brother’s head exploded like a watermelon.

Red and white splashes out.

“Impossible!” Murong Zhu was stunned, his junior brother was behind him, could it be that the sword qi would still turn?

Tan Feng didn’t look at him, and at the same time that he pointed out his sword finger, his streamer sword also swung.

Like an ordinary person wielding a sword, it seems weak and weak, without the slightest specialty.

A sword qi rushed towards the other.

The man raised his knife and chopped.

According to Tan Feng’s strength before, although it had taken all his energy to block this sword, Tan Feng could easily kill himself afterwards.

But it doesn’t matter, others will help stop Tan Feng.

Rumble!

Duh!

The superb magic knife in his hand exploded, and the sword qi penetrated through the body.

The whole person couldn’t even utter a scream, so he was divided into two halves.

“Little Tiger…” Ma was shocked, he couldn’t understand how Tan Feng could kill Little Tiger with a single sword qi.

Even the Ultimate Magic Knife exploded.

Obviously, even if Tan Feng cut on the top of the ultimate magic weapon before, he couldn’t cut it with a sword!

And now just the sword qi has done it?

A bad feeling appeared in everyone’s hearts, and cold sweat flowed involuntarily.

It’s so weird.

Murong Zhu’s heart jumped and shouted, “Up… Let’s go together!

Zhang Qianqiu looked at Han Feiyu who was watching the battle, and also spoke: “If you don’t make a move now, when will you stay?”

Han Feiyu shook his head and did not speak, his brows furrowed, and he was also thinking about why Tan Feng suddenly became so stronger.

“Hehe, beating to death is too hurtful!” After Feng Zikun finished speaking, he stared at the field.

Zhang Qianqiu was angry, but he was helpless, gritting his teeth and rushing towards Tan Feng.

Tan Feng still wanted to make a move, but at this time, everyone was already in front of him.

“Die!” Murong Zhu’s face was hideous, and he swung his sword towards Tan Feng.

The streamer sword that emitted a faint blue light collided head-on.

Rumble!

Murong Zhuhu’s mouth cracked, and he felt as if he had cut on an iron mountain.

That force is simply not something that he can contend with.

At the same time, the lower grade spirit sword in his hand wailed, and the sharp sword qi poured into his body, and it was bloody in an instant.

Burst!

Murong Zhukou sprayed blood, fell backwards, and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.


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