Chapter 537: Great Buddha Demon Art

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"If you treat me as a brother, leave here immediately... Just remember to avenge me in the future, I believe you have the ability..."

Mu Feng pulled the sharp sword out of the enemy's throat, and the bright blood drops fell lightly, which was particularly eye-catching.

A bitter and murderous air permeated every area of ​​Jingjian Peak.

The bleak cold wind blows on people's bodies, which is bitingly cold.

Chu Hen looked at the man in front of him who was about the same age as him. At this moment, Mu Feng seemed to be different from usual.

There was an indescribable chill in the aura emanating from the other party.

Chu Hen lifted his eyelids and nodded deeply, "You have always been my brother of Chu Hen."

Mu Feng smiled heartily and nodded.

"Take care of yourself!"

After saying that, Mu Feng turned sideways, turned into a ray of afterimage and threw himself into the melee.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword are as stunning as a rainbow!

Mu Feng stood up with his sword, and a bright golden sword shadow bloomed from his body like the sun. The dense sword light spread out rapidly, killing the surrounding Asura Sect disciples to bloody blood in an instant...

"what!"

The miserable cry made people feel at a loss. After the shock, more than a dozen people surrounded and killed them.

"Hey, isn't this the young master of the Tongtian Jiange? I'm going to learn about your brilliant moves."

"Take this idiot bag, and Mu Xiongcai will be captured without a fight."

"Yes, let's do it."

...

Everyone's true energy was surging and mighty, violent like a beast, Mu Feng's eyes flashed a faint gray light, and he rushed out directly at the person directly in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

Mu Feng's speed was extremely fast, and there was an afterimage dragging through the air. Accompanied by the rapid wind-breaking momentum, the afterimage transformed by Mu Feng directly penetrated the man's body, and all the extremely powerful swords rushed down. , the man was instantly torn into several pieces by the sword light, and with a scream, he died without a whole body.

"Asshole!"

Seeing Mu Feng's attack so fiercely, the eyes of other people around were tearing apart, furious, and they showed powerful moves to attack.

Mu Feng, who was trapped in the encirclement, was calm and unhurried. He changed from his former frivolity and carelessness, and picked up several enemies with one sword.

However, even with Mu Feng's joining, the Tongtian Jiange side is still retreating steadily.

With one against three, the Tongtian Jiange was completely unable to stand up.

More and more people from the Jiange died here, and the screams of killing rose up and down the Jingjian Peak...

The sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and the tens of meters high sword ancestor sculpture located in the northern area of ​​the square quietly 'watched' the scene in front of it. It witnessed the rise of Tongtian Jiange, but it was about to witness the rise of Jiange again. demise.

...

"Boom!"

In the sky above Jiuxiao, powerful and surging air waves rippled one after another.

Mu Xiongcai shook the three of them away with a sword, and looked down at the disciples of Tongtian Jiange whose corpses lay all over the ground, his heroic face was quietly covered with a thick layer of frost.

"Shameless old thief..."

"Huh." The head of the Asura Sect, Lian Xiao, sneered, waved his sleeves, and said, "Mu Xiongcai, it's you who toasted and refused to eat the fine wine, no wonder we."

"Governor Mu." He Lianzhong, the master of Huanyumen, said, "If you hand over the Futu Demon Sword and the "Great Buddha Demon Art", I, Huanyumen, will leave immediately."

"That's right, my Abnormal Spirit Sect also agreed to stop here." Xuefei Palace also continued.

...

Mu Xiongcai looked coldly, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, don't be hypocritical. Let me ask you one more question..."

As soon as the momentum changed, Mu Xiongcai's breath suddenly turned cold, and his sharp sword-like eyes swept across the three of them, "Are you going to get out or not?"

To roll or not to roll?

The majestic power caused the hearts of everyone present to tremble violently.

"Ridiculous..." Lian Xiao snarled, and the majestic blood-colored primordial energy gathered around, then spread his arms, and said angrily, "Things that don't shed tears if you don't see a coffin,

Die! "

"Da Luo blood array!"

"Rumble..."

After a series of heavy turmoil, a dozen blood pillars suddenly rushed out with Mu Xiongcai as the center, each blood pillar was hundreds of feet high, exuding the power to support the sky, and there were complex and peculiar lights shining on the blood pillars. The runes and secrets, especially violent fluctuations in manic power made the sky faintly distorted.

At the same time, Helian Zhong of the Huanyumen also released thunder shadows all over his body.

The wind and thunder rolled, and the dark clouds covered the top!

The thunders gathered in the sky above Mu Xiongcai intertwined into a huge thunder and lightning light network and poured down. The distorted space was like a dream, and the destructive aura was terrifying.

"Heavenly Illusion Thunder Net!"

...

Similarly, Xuefei Palace, the lord of the Abnormal Spirit Sect on the other side, also erupted with monstrous power. The tsunami-like frenzy of true essence was like a huge tornado vortex, stirring up the sky in all directions, and forming a majestic mountain. scary beast.

The giant beast looks like a dragon's head, or a dragon's head, with a ferocious and terrifying face, like an ancient monster.

...

This?

God!

Looking at this scene in the void, the faces of the people from the various sects and sects far away from Jingjian Peak all changed their faces, their eyes widened, and they were all moved by it.

Is this the all-out blow of that strong man at the Earth Profound Realm?

The oppression emanating at this moment alone is enough to make countless people here breathless.

"Master..."

Many elders and disciples of the Tongtian Sword Pavilion showed deep worry, and Mu Feng couldn't help tightening the hilt of the sword in his hand, his eyes were faintly red.

...

"Hey." Lian Xiao showed a ferocious smile, "It's over, Pavilion Master Mu."

"Buzz!"

In an instant, more than a dozen blood-colored beams of light burst into shocking glory, and each beam of light rolled up a strong murderous aura and attacked Mu Xiongcai.

In the distorted space, the sky was shrouded in a net of thunder, and the power of destroying the world destroyed rivers and mountains.

The majestic giant beast is as furious as a mountain, covering the sky with mighty power, unstoppable.

...

Facing any of these super-powerful ultimate moves that are enough to make him go all out, Mu Xiongcai's face still does not show the slightest fear, but only the admirable determination and perseverance.

The irresistible oppression came like a violent storm, and the space in all directions fell into violent unease.

Just when everyone thought that Mu Xiongcai was about to be destroyed, determination flashed in the latter's eyes.

"Boom!"

In the next instant, two dark blue streaks intertwined and rushed up to the sky, Mu Xiongcai raised his sword with both hands, and the pagoda-shaped Buddha sword radiated light.

"The wrath of the heavens, the appearance of the devil, the appearance of the sword tower, and the slaughter of the Buddha!"

"The Great Buddha Demon Art..."

What?

The thunderous sound shook everyone's ears, and the moment the words 'Great Buddha Demon Art' exploded in the sky, Mu Xiongcai's aura became strong and cold...

In an instant, the two converging dark blue beams of monstrous sky quickly gathered together, suddenly turning into an ancient giant tower over a thousand meters high.

The desolate and simple atmosphere runs through the sky and permeates all directions.

The vast blue halo rises like clouds and mist.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

...

Thousands of blood glows, thousands of thunder nets, and furious behemoths charged directly around Mu Xiongcai.

A series of destructive impacts are like the impact of meteorites from outside the sky. The confluence of various violent forces set off a turbulent energy surge.

The bright lines of light overlapped like a rain of fireworks.

The sky is spinning, the mountains and rivers are about to be destroyed, and the rising air waves seem to blast a huge gap in the sky.

...

Under countless pairs of trembling eyes, light streaks splashed, and an ancient giant tower with a height of one thousand meters gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

The ancient giant tower has nine steps, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, with a dark blue halo flowing throughout.

However, in the middle layer of the huge tower, Mu Xiongcai leaned on the tower body, covered his chest with one hand, stood at his feet with the magic sword, and blood flowed out...

Obviously suffered a serious injury.

But even so, Mu Xiongcai is still like an unworldly lord, standing above all others.

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"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be able to use this trick." Lian Yan's eyes turned cold, and then he sneered again, and said, "However, even so, you are just lingering on your last breath."

After all, the powerful true essence surged out again.

He Lianzhong and Xuefei Palace also made moves. After witnessing the power of "Great Buddha Demon Art", everyone was moved by it.

...

The cold wind is bleak, and the forest is biting!

Thousands of people stared fixedly at the heroic figure in the middle of the pagoda in the void.

Many people felt sorry for the dying hero.

But at this moment, Mu Xiongcai raised his thick eyebrows, his eyes passed through the crowd, and suddenly fell on a young figure.

That young figure is being besieged by more than a dozen people at the moment.

But when he was fighting with people, his attention was on the middle-aged man holding the magic sword in the void.

...

The two are so close, yet so far away.

What can't be let go is also the deep bond between father and son.

"Feng'er..."

Suddenly, Mu Xiong opened his mouth, his blood-stained lips touched lightly, and said, "Feng'er, abandon your sword!"

Give up your sword!

The clear four words seemed a little light and ethereal, as if they were flying across the sea, passed through the crowds, and then passed into the ear of the other party.

When hearing these words, Mu Feng's heart trembled involuntarily.

He turned his head suddenly, and looked at Mu Xiongcai from afar.

Abandon the sword?

Why abandon the sword?

Didn't the other party always want to be the master of Tongtian Jiange?

Didn't the other party want to wield the Buddha Demon Sword by himself, and then practice the "Great Buddha Demon Art"?

...

For a sword cultivator, once he abandons the sword, it means that he will no longer hold the sword.

"Are you completely disappointed in me?" Mu Feng asked in his heart, the words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it no matter what.

Until this moment, as a son, have I still let you down?

Mu Feng's eyes were red, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble.

...

"Give up your sword!"

Mu Xiongcai's voice was loud and deafening, and then he stood upright, releasing a strange blue light pattern all over his body, together with a powerful and special arrogance that soared to the sky.

At the same time, what puzzled everyone was that the statue of the Sword Ancestor on the Jingjian Peak suddenly shone brightly.

Seeing Mu Xiong like this, the faces of many high-level elders in Tongtian Jiange changed drastically.

Painful expressions appeared on every face.

"Master, don't!"

"Pavilion master, it is absolutely impossible."

...

What is the situation?

In the astonished eyes of the crowd, the majestic Sword Ancestor sculpture released a powerful light, the mountains trembled, and the spiritual power between the heavens and the earth surged wantonly.

The endless cold and fierce breath quickly permeated out.

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