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Chapter 1813 Fierce Battle

"Okay! I'll be with you!"

The leader of the Tianyin Sect, Mo Li, laughed and stepped out with a kick. The huge imperial realm also exploded. He joined forces with An Miao and rushed towards Yanyang De.

Whether it is An Miao or Mo Li, they are both seventh-level martial emperors, and their strength is extraordinary. Even Yan Yangde dares not underestimate them.

"Mr. Mu, then Sun Teng..." Yan Yangde couldn't help but look at Mu Feng and said hesitantly.

"It's okay! Sun Teng can't do anything to me! When I get rid of Sun Teng, you and I will join forces to kill the other two!"

Mu Feng said lightly.

Yan Yangde nodded, not surprised. After all, he learned from Yuan Yangwei that Mu Feng had a ghost at the level of three-headed and seventh-level Martial Emperor.

As soon as the three ghosts appeared, Sun Teng was really not Mu Feng's opponent. As for killing Sun Teng, Yan Yangde would not agree.

It is very difficult to kill the high-level martial emperor, and it is not difficult to defeat or kill.

Yan Yangde believed that Mu Feng drove three high-level emperor ghosts to defeat Sun Teng, but he would not agree if he wanted to kill them.

Bang! Yan Yangde swept out, inciting his own imperial domain, bombarded him in the air, and bombarded him with Mo Li and An Miao's imperial domain.

Looking closely, Yanyangde's imperial domain is obviously much larger than Mo Li and An Miao. When the two collided, they were evenly matched.

After all, Mo Li and An Miao are both seventh-level martial emperors. When they work together, the power they burst out is extraordinary.

Boom boom boom! At the moment when the three emperors bombarded each other, Yan Yangde continued to fight with Mo Li and An Miao. Three different imperial soldiers collided, and the energy ripples burst out continued to spread, causing

There were rumblings and trembling everywhere.

Sun Teng came step by step, his cold eyes locked in Mu Feng without concealing the strong murderous intent in his eyes.

"Little bastard! You are really brave. I heard that Yaowen was the one you killed, but it is true?"

Sun Teng looked down at Mu Feng in the air, and the huge imperial domain spread out, covering Mu Feng.

Sun Teng's imperial domain is floating with clouds. These clouds are constantly changing, forming various forms such as dragons, tigers, people, birds, etc., and they look like they are all living things, very good.

Spirituality.

"It seems that you have investigated very carefully! Indeed, I killed Sun Yaowen, as well as Mo Hongbao, An Hongzhi and their guards!"

Mu Feng admitted it openly and said calmly: "Speaking of it, I have no grudges and grudges with them! Unfortunately, because of greed, I wanted to rob the treasure I took at the medicine festival, but ended up like this!"

The murderous intent in Sun Teng's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he growled: "No matter who is right or wrong, Yaowen is my descendant and my heir. If you dare to kill him, then you have to pay my life!"

As he said that, Sun Teng took a photo with his right hand, and the clouds in his imperial realm turned into huge palms and covered Mu Feng's head.

This palm is huge and spectacular. Between its fingers, tiny cloud dragons lingering, constantly surrounding them, and making a deafening sound of dragon roar.

The palm swept over, but did not slap it hard, but opened its palm and grabbed Mu Feng, intending to capture Mu Feng alive.

Sun Teng didn't take Mu Feng seriously at all. In his opinion, he could capture Mu Feng with just one move, and then he helped An Miao and Mo Li to repel Yan Yangde.

After they succeed and retreat, they will slowly torture Mu Feng and avenge their dead heirs.

However, the moment when the palm grabbed Mu Feng, it suddenly collapsed and turned into countless clouds.

Mu Feng soared into the sky from the clouds, and he also burst out with all his strength. The huge imperial domain enveloped him and competed with Sun Teng.

At the same time, he immediately entered the form of Immortal body, holding the Qingxiao Sword in his right hand.

Sun Teng should have just entered the seventh-level Martial Emperor, which is weaker than the original Martial Emperor.

Mu Feng is now a fifth-level martial emperor. He actually wants to see how much chance he will win if he relies solely on his own strength to fight Sun Teng.

"Hmph! It's true that he is a fifth-level martial emperor. The concubine's son cannot stay, you must die!"

After seeing Mu Feng burst out with the cultivation level of the fifth-level Martial Emperor, Sun Teng's eyes became more murderous intent. He took one step forward and bounced his right hand with his finger.

Suddenly, countless clouds in the imperial realm suddenly condensed at one point, and dragged out a long white tail and rushed towards Mu Feng from all directions.

The dense white air was like countless shells, quickly covering Mu Feng, blocking him without any blind spots.

"Three Sword-Resisting Style: Annihilation Style!"

Mu Feng's eyes flashed with a splendid light. He turned his right hand and the Qingxiao sword in his hand flew around his wrist. The green sword light burst out one by one, like a peacock spreading its tail, scattered around Mu Feng.

Bang bang bang! Countless white airs stormed on the sword light like shells, and were blocked one by one.

Mu Feng jumped up, and the imperial domain around him was in a stalemate with Sun Teng's imperial domain. The Qingxiao sword in his hand was thrown out by him, turning into a green light, and flew towards Sun Teng at a very fast speed.

"This guy's imperial domain can actually withstand my imperial domain! And this sword light...so fast..." Sun Teng's face changed slightly, and he looked at the green sword light that was getting closer and closer.

Unexpectedly, the natal emperor soldier - the Tenglong Spear! This gun is nine feet long and looks like white jade. The tip of the gun is in the shape of a dragon's mouth. The body of the gun has dragon-shaped reliefs, as if there are real dragons.

Swimming average.

Ding! The moment when Sun Teng used the Tenglong spear, the gun body swung, the tip of the spear cut through the air, and the sound of dragon roaring and tiger roaring sounded, colliding with the Qingxiao Sword.

The powerful force shook the Tenglong spear, and the Qingxiao sword was thrown directly out.

Mu Feng followed closely behind, grabbed the hilt of the Qingxiao Sword with his right hand, and the man followed the sword and used the Supreme Killing Sword to fight with Sun Teng.

The sword light and the spear light shine together, and the sounds of sounds are endless.

Sun Teng's face completely changed. Mu Feng was just a fifth-level martial emperor. He could actually fight so many moves with him, although he was still at the upper hand now.

But the problem is that he is a seventh-level martial emperor and has entered the category of a high-level martial emperor, while Mu Feng is only a fifth-level martial emperor, which is very different from him.

Bang! Sun Teng swung his gun suddenly, Mu Feng groaned, and couldn't help but retreat, his face slightly pale.

"Die for me!"

Sun Teng was extremely fast and smashed it with a gun on his head. At this time, it happened that Mu Feng was not standing firmly, and Mu Feng could not avoid it at all.

But Mu Feng's expression was calm, and at his feet, countless array patterns flashed, and then he disappeared from the spot.

"Um?

Temporary teleportation array?

Are you still the Emperor of Spiritual Formation?”

Sun Teng's Tenglong spear pounced in vain, his face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mu Feng, who appeared in the formation pattern, couldn't help but growl.

In the distance, Yan Yangde, An Miao and Mo Li, who were still fighting fiercely, also noticed the battle between Sun Teng and Mu Feng.
Chapter completed!
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