From the appearance of the dark sword light to the slash of Muze's right arm, it was just a blink of an eye.

Everyone didn't even react. Mu Ze's right arm had been cut off and blood stained the sky.

"Mu...Feng?"

Mu Ze barely stopped the blood from the wound on his right arm, staring at the young man with a huge demonic energy in front of him, because it was not someone else who took the action, but Mu Feng, who had been in the illusion just now.

Whoosh! The dark sword light drew an arc in the air, and it fell obediently in Mu Feng's palm, revealing the hideous and powerful magic sword body.

"Um?"

Fantasy Yan Luo, who originally controlled the Illusion Emperor Realm and the Bronze Bell, was also attracted by the battle over there, and couldn't help but turn around and look. When he saw Mu Feng's appearance at this moment, his face stiffened.

Chu Wei, who was stalemate of the suppressed bronze bell, also noticed Mu Feng and Mu Ze fought there, and said in surprise: "What a terrifying demonic spirit! Is Mu Feng still a demon cultivator?

No, it is the reason for the demon soldiers in his hands. This is...the imperial demon soldiers!"

Chu Wei quickly noticed the magic sword in Mu Feng's hand, and was shocked. He could clearly feel that Mu Feng's powerful magic energy came from the magic sword in his hand.

“Huh?

This Mu Feng actually owns the Emperor Demon Soldier..." Yu Hongxi, who had originally fought fiercely with Cui Zhuo, forced Cui Zhuo back with one sword, stabilized his body, and noticed the movements on Mu Feng's side, and his eyes couldn't help but widen their eyes.

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"Hehe! Yu Hongxi, if the master shows his power today, you can't escape!"

Cui Zhuo's mouth was slightly raised and he was proud and authentic.

He had personally experienced the horror of the magic sword. The imperial demon soldiers were too powerful, and it was not difficult to destroy the quasi-emperor.

Of course, the premise is to exert all the power of the Emperor Demon Soldier, and although Mu Feng's cultivation level is not high, he can do it.

"Owner?

You actually think of him as yours?"

Yu Hongxi noticed Cui Zhuo's name to Mu Feng keenly, and his voice was sharp and authentic.

Cui Zhuo is a quasi-emperor strong man after all. This guy actually recognizes a guy who is just a martial emperor. So what if this guy has an imperial demon soldier?

Cui Zhuo really threw away the quasi-emperor's face.

Cui Zhuo naturally saw the disdain and contempt in Yu Hongxi's eyes. He didn't say anything, but just sneered in his heart and thought to himself, what did Yu Hongxi know?

If he had really experienced Mu Feng's strength and the latter's understanding of "The Demon Swallowing" then he wouldn't have farted here.

"You are so crazy! How could the ancestor choose to cooperate with a cowardly garbage like you?"

The contempt in Yu Hongxi's eyes became increasingly intense.

Around the sinkhole, countless powerful people watching also raised their heads and saw the young man wrapped in demonic energy, and the terrifying magic sword held in the hands of the young man that made all of them frightened.

"This pressure...this demonic energy... is absolutely right. This is the Emperor Demon Soldier. Oh my God, this son actually owns the Emperor Demon Soldier!"

"What's wrong with Li Feng? He didn't even have the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor before. How could he have an imperial-level demon soldier?

And he can actually control this imperial demon soldier?"

"..." One by one, all eyes gathered on Mu Feng, and everyone's hearts were filled with various complex emotions such as shock, confusion, greed, etc.

But after seeing Muze's broken arm, the greed in many people's eyes slowly restrained.

This imperial demon soldier is not simple, and he easily cut off the arms of a quasi-emperor powerful man like Mu Ze.

They were even more shocked, Mu Feng’s cultivation was not high, so how could he have the ability to have the imperial demon soldiers?

The more powerful the spirit weapon is, the more powerful the spirit it contains. The warrior who is too weak will not be recognized by the spirit, and may even be retaliated by the spirit, so as to turn the enemy back.

The power of the imperial weapon spirit is not necessarily an opponent even if it is a quasi-emperor. It is difficult to get the recognition of the imperial weapon spirit. Even if it is a strong Martial Emperor, it will take a lot of trouble.

But Mu Feng did it, and it seemed that there was no sign of backlash.

"This magic sword is so familiar! I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

Huan Yan Luo looked at the magic sword in Mu Feng's hand, his eyes showed fear. He waved his sleeves, put away the suppressed bronze bell, and retreated.

Chu Wei, who was originally suppressed, breathed a sigh of relief and regained his freedom. He rushed to Mu Feng and said sincerely: "Young Master Mu! Chu is ashamed. He was here to protect you, but he still wants you to take action.

save!"

Chu Wei changed his name to Mu Feng very quickly, and immediately called him "you", and he felt more respectful to Mu Feng.

The ancestor is worthy of being the ancestor. His vision is beyond his reach. The people he values ​​are so hidden.

The more than ten powerful Wuzong masters of the Tiansha Empire also woke up from the Illusion Emperor Realm.

The pressure of the magic sword was so terrifying that just a little burst out, it destroyed the illusion that the Fantasy Yama had been suffering from incredible. This is also the reason why everyone woke up so quickly.

On the other side, Yu Hongxi also looked at Mu Feng with fear and retreated, while Cui Zhuo rushed over and bowed to Mu Feng respectfully, but did not dare to look up and said, "Master!"

At this moment, Mu Feng was influenced by the demon sword, his eyes were dyed with a demonic black color. Even the quasi-emperor like Cui Zhuo looked at Mu Feng's demonic eyes and felt extremely oppressive.

Mu Feng nodded, his eyes fell on the two teams of the Demon Sect and Mu Shen Mansion. He locked in Yuan Ziqian, who was standing behind Huan Yan Luo at first sight.

Yuan Ziqian obviously felt Mu Feng's gaze, and his heart was trembling, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Mu Feng.

Mu Feng is not the same as before. This guy is holding an imperial demon soldier. If he really fought, he would not be enough for Mu Feng to cut it with one sword.

"Yuan Ziqian! Did you find the people from the Demon Sect?"

Mu Feng asked coldly.

He didn't remember that he had offended the evil demon sect, so the evil demon sect also sent someone to kill him, and that was only related to Yuan Ziqian.

Yuan Ziqian's eyes were panicked. When he was about to defend himself, Huan Yan Luo said calmly: "It was indeed Yuan Ziqian invited us. We thought it was just a trivial matter, but we didn't expect that we underestimated you!"

"However, we don't have any deep hatred, so there is no need to fight to the death. This is how I apologize to you for your rudeness just now, and then the grudge between us will be wiped out! We will leave first!"

As he said that, Huan Yan Luo bowed to Mu Fengyao and planned to leave here with the people from the Demon Sect.

He knew the power of the Emperor Demon Soldier. If Mu Feng could not use it, he would not be afraid, but Mu Feng could use it, and he easily cut off Mu Ze's arm.

He immediately understood that they had no chance of winning this time.

You know, Mu Feng's side has two quasi-emperors, and the imperial demon soldiers in Mu Feng's hands are beyond their ability to compete.
Chapter completed!