Boom! The moment the flame appeared, Mu Feng's pupils suddenly shrank.

The temperature of the flame is very terrifying. Just when it appears there, it will burn the surrounding space to distort.

Most of the skills practiced by disciples in the Chiyang Shen Sect can borrow the power of flames, which is extremely yang and strong, and extremely powerful.

However, Mu Feng's method was not that simple. The Qingxiao Sword was terrifying, but it disappeared strangely in front of Ling Jian. When it appeared again, it had already flashed through the long sword and slashed towards Ling Jian's chest.

Ling Jian was shocked and hurriedly retreated, avoiding Mu Feng's attack at all times.

He looked at Qingxiao Sword and slowly sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"I want this sword, just treat it as the spoils after killing you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly bent down and slapped his palms heavily on the ground. The thick Shengyuan rushed into the ground along his arm.

Mu Feng looked ahead with a serious expression. He could feel a force coming from under the ground quickly, but it instantly came to his feet.

"Oops!"

He exclaimed, and the Tengyun Fairy Map was immediately deployed, causing his body to move out in just a moment.

Just where he left, a red pillar of fire soared into the sky, and the hot temperature even the stone melted instantly.

The onlookers were extremely shocked. If people stood in this flame, they would probably be burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

They immediately raised their hearts and were worried about Mu Feng.

Although they dared not say what Ling Jian did, they cursed Ling Jian in their hearts.

At this time, they all silently supported Mu Feng in their hearts, and many people even hoped that Mu Feng would show his might and kill Ling Jian on the spot.

Keeping such a person is simply a disaster.

Seeing Mu Feng dodge, Ling Jian was not anxious. He stomped on the ground and sneered disdainfully: "Do not?

Can you hide?"

In an instant, nine pillars of fire rose around Mu Feng. The moment these nine pillars of fire appeared, they began to rotate around Mu Feng and quickly contracted.

It looks like Mu Feng is like a bird in a cage and cannot dodge at all.

But Mu Feng's eyes condensed at this moment, and the Tengyun Immortal Map was used again, leaving behind shadows on his body on the spot, and it rushed out of the gap between the pillars of fire.

It's just that the hot temperature made his clothes burn a big hole.

He rushed straight towards Ling Jian, and a layer of holy essence was instantly covered on his fist, and then he punched him hard.

Ling Jian had a sarcasm on his face and punched out with the same punch. His Holy Yuan even started to burn, making his fist look like it was covered with a layer of flame.

Bang! The two fists collided fiercely, and a dull sound reached everyone's ears, like a thunderclap.

The air waves generated by the collision of the Shengyuan spread out loud, and the air waves were filled with a scorching aura.

Mu Feng stood there, his sleeves had been burned to ashes, and his arms were covered with charred marks, as if they were burning by flames.

His heart also sank. Ling Jian is indeed a disciple of the Chiyang Shen Sect. His terrifying temperature makes him a little afraid.

After practicing the Immortal Body and being tempered by the Nine Yang Holy Fruit, it was impossible to even block the power of the flame.

Ling Jian looked a little embarrassed, and took a few steps before stabilizing his body.

He looked at Mu Feng in horror, his arms trembling slightly.

Because he didn't expect Mu Feng's physical strength to be so strong that even he could not resist it.

You know, he once refined a Nine Yang Holy Fruit, but he was far less terrifying than Mu Feng's power.

"With such a great strength, it's like a barbarian."

Ling Jian clenched his fists and said sarcastically.

Mu Feng didn't say anything, and at this moment he rushed forward again.

He knew that if he wanted to defeat Ling Jian, he had to use his physical strength far beyond the cultivator of the same realm.

In an instant, he came to Ling Jian and stabbed forward with a sword.

But Ling Jian also slashed down with one sword.

But what Ling Jian didn't expect was that Mu Feng actually reached out to hold the sword in his hand, and then suddenly pulled it out of balance.

The Qingxiao Sword stabbed straight forward. When there was still a distance, the sword disappeared again and pierced on his chest the next moment! However, as an inner disciple of the Chiyang Shen Sect, Ling Jian had a protective magic weapon given by the sect.

At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared, instantly shaking Mu Feng away.

Mu Feng looked ahead with a little horror. The red light was emitted from the jade pendant on Ling Jian's waist, and it looked like a translucent flame covering Ling Jian.

"Haha, just because you want to hurt me too?

I am an inner disciple of the Chiyang Shen Sect. In my eyes, you are just an ant!"

Ling Jian seemed a little angry at this moment. He thought it would be an overwhelming victory, but he didn't expect that he had not yet won Mu Feng.

Even the two of them seemed evenly matched! "I can't tolerate him jumping in front of my eyes!"

Ling Jian roared in his heart, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, even abandoning his defense at all.

This red light shield is enough to withstand the attacks of the early stage of the fourth level of Nirvana cultivator. It was given to him by the elder when he first entered the Chiyang Divine Sect. Unexpectedly, it was used at this time.

Mu Feng's face suddenly became gloomy. Treasures on the disciples of the major sect must be indispensable. Ling Jian's weapon is a Nirvana-level medium-level holy soldier, which is a sky-high price in Tianqing Divine City.

There is also this jade pendant that can inspire body protection light shields, which is also valuable.

He watched Ling Jian rush over like a beast, but instead approached him without dodging. He raised the sword in his hand high above his head, and then slashed heavily! Holy Thunder Sword Sutra! In an instant, the dazzling thunder fell down, instantly covering a area in front of him. At the same time, a cold light from the lightning slashed heavily on the red light cover.

The light shield shook violently, but it was still firm.

Ling Jian smiled and swept out with a sword. The thick Holy Yuan let the sword light be sucked and spit out from the sword, leaving a wound directly on Mu Feng's abdomen.

Mu Feng hurriedly retreated. The red light shield was like a turtle shell and was difficult to break.

And Ling Jian is the turtle hiding inside the turtle shell.

Ling Jian smiled grimly and was about to continue rushing up, but suddenly he was stunned.

Click.

He heard a crisp sound and couldn't help but turn to look at the place where Mu Feng just slashed, a crack appeared! In other words, Mu Feng's sword just now had exceeded the power of the early stage of the fourth level of Nirvana! He was shocked, but even more angry.
Chapter completed!