Tear! The sword energy storm surrounding Mu Feng was torn apart, and the blazing fist light, nine blood dragons and sword shadows all rushed towards Mu Feng at the core.

Ding Ding Ding! At this moment, countless spiritual swords hanging in the sky gathered into rivers, and all of them made clear and long sword sounds.

Wow, swow, swow! I saw countless spiritual swords falling, like a river of swords pouring down, surrounding Mu Feng, blocking all three terrifying attacks.

"The will of the sword protects the master by itself?"

Yan Fei's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart completely sank. He still underestimated the strength of the sword's will.

Wow, swow, swow! After the sword river blocked the attack of the three people, it suddenly roared, like a rushing river, with a momentum like a rainbow, passing through the sky.

"Get back!"

Yan Fei's face changed slightly, and he stepped on his feet and quickly flew backwards.

The same is true for King Red Mi Wu and King Kuang Dao Wu. They both felt the horror of the rushing sword river.

But what made their faces ugly was that the sword river was too fast and it covered in an instant, trapping all three of them in the center of countless spiritual swords.

Kick! Yan Feishuang's body was full of golden light, and his fists kept blasting out, bombarding all the spiritual swords that were attacking from all directions.

But there are too many spiritual swords, endless, as if they are endless. He blew away one wave, and another wave, giving him no chance to breathe.

The same is true for the Red Mi Wu King and the Kuang Dao Wu King. The three of them were trapped in three places in the Sword River, and were exhausted and dealing with waves of offensives.

What made their faces look ugly was that these spiritual swords seemed to have independent consciousness, with varying attacks and unpredictable.

"Take it!"

Mu Bei's eyes flashed with sharp light, and he shouted softly. Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu nodded, crossed the river of swords and quickly rushed towards Mu Feng.

Mu Bei seized the opportunity too accurately, and it happened to be the moment when Jian Zhihe attacked Yan Feishuang and the other three.

Even though these spiritual swords have a certain sense of autonomy under the control of the sword's will, they are dead objects after all, and how can they be as smart and flexible as real people?

"Mu Feng! That's the end. Although capturing you alive is the best way! Unfortunately, if you dare to disobey me, then I have to take your body back!"

Mu Bei carried his hands behind his back, and his eyes were fierce. It could be seen that Mu Feng had reached the most critical time for a breakthrough.

The Jianghe of Swords has been entangled by Yan Feishuang and the other two, and Mu Feng’s mind is breaking through, and he can’t defend against Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu at all.

"die!"

Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu's eyes were full of murderous intent, one left and one right, one palm came from behind, facing Mu Feng's forehead.

The two of them worked their best to beat Mu Feng to death.

At this moment, Mu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and two sword-shaped lights burst out from his eyes, shooting straight into Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu's eyes.

"Ah..." Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu felt his mind explode, as if countless small swords were cutting their consciousness, all of which made shrill screams.

Mu Feng patted the ground with his right palm and retreated more than ten meters towards the air behind. The palms of Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu happened to hit each other's chests.

Puchi! Both of them spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. The moment they fell to the ground, they still covered their foreheads and rolled around on the ground, screaming in pain.

Just now, what Mu Feng's eyes shot out was the power of the will of the sword.

Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu were not prepared at all. The will of the sword rushed into their minds, causing great harm to their souls and consciousness.

"What?

You..." Mu Bei's face froze and he looked at Mu Feng gloomy.

He should have grasped the timing correctly. Mu Feng was indeed at the most critical moment just now, why did this guy suddenly wake up?

Moreover, at this moment, Mu Feng was as imposing as a rainbow, and four kinds of artistic conceptions were hanging behind him. This was obviously a sign of the successful transformation of artistic conception and the successful achievement of the position of King Wu.

All this change was too sudden! "You have successfully broken through the realm of King of Martial Arts, and everything was just disguised?"

Mu Bei thought of something and his eyes were cold.

"You're not stupid!"

Mu Feng sneered, walked towards Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu, stepped on their feet, landed on their lower abdomen, and directly destroyed their cultivation.

"No! Mu Feng, you are so cruel, why do you want to destroy our cultivation!"

Yu Feihong covered his head and stared at Mu Feng with resentful eyes.

Jiang Ziyu was lying on the ground in despair in despair.

"You should be glad! If you hadn't had any use for it, you would have been dead now!"

Mu Feng sneered.

"Your Excellency! Since you have already broken through, then remove these spiritual swords! I think you are also alone and offending our three kingdoms at once is not a good thing for you!"

In the river of swords, the Martial King of Mad Sword held a knife in his right hand and slashed out with one knife, blocking the surrounding spiritual swords in a rather embarrassing manner, with a gloomy expression.

"Yes! Whether it is the Feiyan Kingdom, the Kuang Tao Kingdom or the Kanshui Kingdom, the national strength is much stronger than the Lihuo Kingdom! You'd better let us go, otherwise you and your relatives and friends will be killed by you!"

Yan Fei was wearing golden armor, like a golden armored god of war. His fiery fist lights kept blasting out, but it still couldn't hide his embarrassment, but his tone was very arrogant.

Mu Feng grinned and said in a stern manner: "Yan Feishuang! You are about to die, but you still dare to threaten me! Then I will kill you first!"

As he said that, the coldness in Mu Feng's eyes became stronger and stronger. His right sword pointed out in the air. The will of the sword was like ripples of water, instantly sweeping out.

Ding Ding Ding! Suddenly, countless spiritual swords made clear sounds of sword sounds and began to attack Yan Feishuang frantically.

Yan Fei's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to swing his fist to resist, a terrifying will of sword suddenly poured into his mind.

"Ah! My head..." Yan Fei's eyes showed pain, and countless flaws were revealed in his moves. Spiritual swords completely pierced his body from all directions.

"You... dare to kill me?"

Yan Fei's eyes widened and glared at Mu Feng with a faint regret in his eyes.

"cut!"

Mu Feng spit out a light word, and the spiritual sword that penetrated Yan Feishuang and swept again, cutting Yan Feishuang into countless pieces of meat.

"No... spare me..." King Kuang Dao Wu and King Hong Mi Wu were both scared and began to beg for mercy to Mu Feng.

"The moment you and Yan Fei jointly killed me together, your fate is already destined!"

Mu Feng had no expression on his face, and a sharp sword-shaped divine light burst out from deep in his eyes, completely shocking the souls and consciousness of the two martial kings.

Then, the two martial kings, like Yan Feishuang, covered their heads in pain and were pierced and torn apart by countless spiritual swords.

Countless spiritual swords came from the air, surrounded Mu Feng one after another, and held him up in the void and stood in the air.

Mu Feng looked directly at Mu Bei in the void ahead and said indifferently: "Mu Bei! It's your turn to you next, I won't come to kill you!"
Chapter completed!