Chapter 909： : Ancient sword too demon (six consecutive bursts of three)

The wind blew the young clothes that were stained with blood, and everyone was shocked on the spot. A king of heaven and earth was smashed!

"Lord! This is not true!"

"Impossible, impossible! How can he kill the power of the king!"

"The power of that sword is not his realm. It is his sword. His sword is a soldier!"

There was an uproar in the crowd, and all kinds of arguments suddenly rose from the sky. The disciples of the Warrior Temple did not believe that the people in the division were mournful.

"Iron brother!"

The other lords also gave a mournful voice. The angry eyes were condensed on Mu Feng. They were shocked and angry. At the same time, their eyes were more greedy and condensed in that handle. On the sword.

That mottled ancient sword is definitely a peerless soldier!

"Mu Feng, even smashed the iron Yan, married a king!"

The emptiness outside the temple of the sorcerer, the powerful of the various forces, revealed a shocking color, and an incredible gaze was projected on Mu Feng’s body.

This guy, there are five-order charms, and peerless soldiers, how many cards do he have in the end, where are these things coming from? Is it the inheritance of the master of autumn feathers?

If this is the case, it will be explained. It is no wonder that this guy has always dared to have a fearless anger against the king of the realm of the Scorpio. It turns out that he has the means to kill the Scorpio King.

After Mu Feng saw that Tieyan died, there was a feeling of powerlessness in his body. A tired body swept the whole body, and the consciousness was dark. His body swayed and fell to the ground. He was comatose, and the Thunder God and the Clouds were also comatose. , turned into a lightning light into the body of Mu Feng, at this moment, Mu Feng is very bad.

The body was seriously injured, and the blood consumption was extremely high. The Yuan Li was only among the Thunder Yuan Dan. Even the soul power in his Linghai was consumed at 7:48, which is definitely the heaviest since his life. One of the injuries, a heavier injury than this one, was many years ago, the battle in Jiuquan City, his heart was seriously injured.

Mu Feng came down, and the ancient sword, inserted in the side of Mu Feng, also exuded the amazing sword meaning, Jianqi.

"Mu Feng finally can't support it?"

The people of the Warrior Temple saw this scene, and they also breathed a sigh of relief. After experiencing this war, if Mu Feng could still jump and jump, it was a ghost.

In the void, a figure appeared, looking gloomy at Mu Feng, it should be looking at the sword next to Mu Feng.

This person is dressed in white, looks handsome, and the momentum is far above the other temple masters. His eyes are like the stars of the scorpion. It is the main hall of the main hall of the sergeant, Lin Feng!

"The main hall"

The other three princes gave Lin Feng a ritual, and the main character of the sorcerer’s face was ugly: "The tyrant of the dynasty was killed by the sword."

"I have seen it"

Lin Feng's face was slightly gloomy, but he didn't have much sadness about the fall of Tieyan. Several of them flew close to Mu Feng, high above, overlooking Mu Feng and looking down at the sword.

"This sword is not a thing!"

Lin Feng looked at the sword and said that he did not take it, and the elders of other sergeant temples slowly approached Mu Feng and became a big circle. However, no one relied on Mu Feng. .

"Mu Feng's cultivation is impossible. In any case, it is impossible to kill the iron master. Just now, this sword suddenly broke out with a blow that made us all fear, and this killed the iron brother."

The master of the squadron said solemnly.

"This sword, perhaps not our mortal things, the fifth-order sword, nor the spirit of a Linghai realm, has such a terrible attack."

The master of Danshi is even more speculative.

"This sword needs the strongest of the main hall to identify, come and take the sword."

Lin Feng said solemnly.

An elder of the Linghai realm heard the words flying to Mu Feng, and grabbed the ancient sword.

Hey!

"what!"

However, in the ancient Shu sword, a strong sword broke out, killing the elder body, the elder, a scream, was smothered by the sword, and went to the side of Mu Feng, screaming Crawling.

"Save me, save me..."

The elders crawled halfway, and the internal organs in the chest flowed out. It looked **** and fearful. Others saw this scene as pale and scared to cold sweat. This sword is too fierce and too demon. People are close!

Lin Feng and others saw this brow and wrinkled, and also slightly breathed.

What they don't know is that in the ancient sword, there are two souls in communication and dialogue.

"Interesting, your cultivation is not the person of the real world. It will actually live in the body of this ant, your **** of the gods, it seems to be the people of the Taiyue Moon."

The voice of the soul in the sword said.

"蝼 蝼? Oh, don't forget, he is your master now, what qualification do you call him an ant?"

The cold woman said coldly.

"I just want to be my master? It’s ridiculous, if my machine pattern was changed by this kid, it was made by his blood. I really wanted to kill him, but this kid actually has the blood of the Shura family. It seems that he Also a bit of a story."

The sound in the sword sneered, he did not agree with Mu Feng, the weak chicken owner.

"Since you know that your pattern has been altered by his blood, your destiny has been related to him. If he dies, his blood lines will break again, and you can only fall into it again. Endless sleep

Haoyue said coldly.

The sound in the sword is silent, it is naturally the sword spirit, the power of the soul sweeps the sweep of Mu Feng, the eyelids, the disdain is even more, how it existed in the past, following the master God of War, the Buddha, Mu Feng The ants, he once smothered with a sword, and could not be compared with his former master.

However, it was a matter of endless years. His master, long before the fall of the robbery, and he did not know how many years of sleep, sword weight, sword spirit is relying on some insignificant soul Force support.

"Whether, this seat will save the ants from robbing. However, if his achievements make me disappointed in the future, even if the Lord is sleeping, he will also destroy him. My ancient master must be a screaming ghost. Peerless figure"

Although the sound of the ancient Shu sword is cold and cold, although Mu Feng is weak, although he believes that such an ant is a sword master, he is unwilling in his heart, but he does not want to fall into the endless sleep.

"The main hall, this..."

Others looked at Lin Feng, and no elders dared to approach Mu Feng to get the sword. This sword is too enchanting.

"I don't believe, an unmanned sword, you can pick up any storms, seal the town!"

Lin Feng said indifferently, one palm shot, a unit of force in the palm of the hand condensed into a road to the ancient sword, to seal the seal.

Thanks to sava, Ge Xiuzhu unblocked, thank you both, thank you Ganlu Taibao, slightly cold, small 鸗 reward, thank you brothers and sisters.