Ultimate Martial Divine King

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"I Mu Feng, begging ..."

Mu Feng flashed to the sky above Jingjian Peak, and let the mighty blue light wrap it.

The sound of perseverance is full of endless fury and determination.

Everyone in the audience was startled, and Mu Xiong, who was under the dim sky, even opened his eyes and looked horrified ...

"Boom!"

The next night, a dark blue light burst out of the sword ancestor sculpture again.

The bright and powerful light pattern traverses the air, directly encasing Mu Feng, Mu Feng's body trembles fiercely, and then his whole blood vessels bulge, like the strange rune secret.

"Buzz ..."

The huge fluctuations in energy strength rise from Mu Feng ’s body, the icy breath spreads in all directions, and the rich blue light patterns between the heavens and the earth stir and roll around Mu Feng. A cruel and cruel breath continued to flow from Mu Feng's body.

"what……"

Mu Feng roared, like a fierce beast, "Sword Demon Body, Awaken!"

Awaken!

The voice did not fall, the tens of thousands of light patterns erupting in Mu Feng's body like the next day, between the heavens and the earth, there was an air of killing.

The gorgeous blue light is dazzling and exudes endless evil spirits.

Countless beams of light rushed directly towards the Shura Zong, the Phantom of the Rain, and the Xingling Zong. There were dozens of dull explosions, and the pedestrian was bursting into a mist of blood ...

what?

The scene in front of me completely shocked everyone present.

Especially the crowd here at Tongtian Sword Pavilion.

In the past, the young master who hated iron and steel was like a new person at this moment.

The powerful bloodline boundary force filled every inch of his skin and flesh, and the light veins flowed, like the gods.

...

"Jack!"

The master of Shulu Zong Lian Lian's grimace, Tieqing, glanced fiercely at the weak Mu Xiongcai, and then rolled up a majestic and mighty rush to Mu Feng.

"Huh, I slaughtered the little beast first, and then I'm going to clean up your old bastard."

"Oh, you have no chance ..." Mu Xiong smiled indifferently.

Immediately, the last element of life, which originated from Mu Xiongcai, was released, and the floating sword was shining like a glazed light.

The sky is turbulent and the world is disturbed.

"Well ..." A loud noise followed, followed by a shocking scene comparable to the explosion of the stars. In the eyes of everyone who was full of horror, the desolate ancient tower that stood under the sky suddenly burst, and the endless rich dark blue light was like a volcano that erupted in full swing. Go out. Mu Xiongcai's breath suddenly disappeared.

"Father ..." Mu Feng exclaimed in trembling.

One second before being devoured by the rich blue light, Mu Feng clearly received a sincere concern from Mu Xiongcai's eyes.

Once upon a time, under Mu Xiongcai's harsh appearance, it contained the softest love.

The world only knows that the Father loves him like a mountain, and that nothing can give him more than that.

At this moment, Mu Feng regretted it.

I regret the indifference to Mu Xiongcai over the years, and regret the rhetoric that night.

At this moment, Mu Feng really understood why Mu Xiong had to tell himself about the secrets of "Da Fu Tu Mo Jue" and "Sword Demon Mystery" after twenty years.

Because Mu Xiong did not want Mu Feng to follow his old path.

He just wanted to carry the entire Tongtian Sword Pavilion by himself, and take on the responsibilities inherited from the ancestors.

What I didn't expect was that Mu Xiong had made a mistake when practicing "Da Fu Tu Mo Jue". Without a solution, Mu Xiong had to bring Mu Feng in.

Of course, Mu Xiong really chose to let Mu Feng ‘abandon the sword’ just waiting for the moment of life and death.

Causal loop.

Abandoned sword failed, sword demon awakened.

Looking at the great shore figure that disappeared between heaven and earth, Mu Feng's eyes had two tears overflowing, his hands turned into claws, his eyes spit out a dark blue awn, an angry voice, and a trembling scream.

"Till I return to the day of the sword demon, I'll be waiting for the **** days!"

Anger, unwillingness, hatred, various emotions erupted from Mu Feng's body at the same time.

The blood of the sword demon is constantly activated, Mu Feng's face reveals a ruthless air, his arms are waving, and the majestic spirit between heaven and earth rushes up, covering all directions.

...

"Boom!"

The sky was falling apart, and the sky was discolored.

The mist of blue light containing extremely horrifying power is devouring everything around it like a magic barrier, and everyone in the Tongtian Sword Pavilion is drowned.

And when people of other sectarian forces touched that weird light pattern, they shattered into blood mist and rain.

With the exception of a few strong masters who are able to resist, most people are difficult to counter the impact of this energy.

"Damn thing!"

"I didn't expect that the old thing of the sword demon still left such a weird inheritance power." Xuefei Palace, the monarch of the other spirit, cursed in a deep voice.

"go!"

"Hurry up."

"It's faster."

...

The full-blown magic barrier dense fog spreads very quickly, and after suddenly flooding Jingjian Peak, it successively annexed the surrounding peaks and mountains.

The factional clan forces have plunged into panic.

Qian Yuzong, Shuluzong, Magic Rain Gate, Yuehuang City, Taixiao City, etc. No one cares about the crowd of people, and they are scattered around, for fear that they will be caught by a slow step ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Alas, the three top powerhouses, Xuefei Palace, and Helian Zhong, were furious, but the detonated force was left over by the first generation of sword ancestors thousands of years ago.

Under the anger, they can only lead the people to run away.

The mighty blue light is like a tide and waves, covering the whole world.

...

"Chu Hen, be careful!"

Luo Mengshang took the hand from Chu Hen, and the two of them moved towards the outer edge of Tongtian Sword Pavilion at a very fast speed.

The vast scene is like a huge disaster.

Thousands ran away, thrilling.

There was a great chaos in the audience. The crowd behind them was already reduced to a hazy sea of ​​clouds, but these clouds were all dark blue.

On the way Chu Chen took Luo Mengshang to leave, she constantly looked back at the magic barrier behind the sea, but Mu Feng's figure had already disappeared into the thick fog.

Even with the demon pupil, it is difficult to detect the internal situation.

"Relax! He'll be fine." Luo Mengshang comforted softly.

Chu Chen silently nodded, but in his heart there was a mix of flavors. What kind of change would this change for Mu Feng?

Now it is unknown.

...

The chapter on "Tongtian Sword Pavilion" has finally been written. It is very difficult, especially if it has been broken for two months, and it is even more difficult to seamlessly connect with the plot. Many people, I have forgotten their names, personalities, and imaginary looks in my head.

Even the protagonist learned what moves, skills, ... have forgotten, can only turn to the previous chapters, slowly review, and then regain the familiar feeling of the past.

Again, the update is slow, only temporary, and wonderful is always behind! !!

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