UGB Chapter 45 Xuantian Ancient Sword
Chapter 45 Xuantian Ancient Sword
The moonlight is pouring, and the fire is like a dragon.
As sword cultivators of all levels in Feijian Villa rushed to Dufeng, this quiet area suddenly became noisy.
High spirits!
Ancestor Feijian was thinking about his precious medicine of essence and blood, and took the lead in making the move.
A big palm with dry bones condensed with spiritual power appeared out of thin air, and grabbed Mu Feng.
The fluctuations in his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation base immediately spread, and with that grasping force, it seemed that even the surrounding space was slightly distorted.
Seeing this scene, all the sword cultivators gathered around were excited.
The eyes that looked at the ancestor Feijian were full of admiration and awe.
That's the Nascent Soul powerhouse performing exercises!
The vast majority of people present may not be able to witness the second time in this life.
However, just when the big boned palm approached a foot in front of Mu Feng.
A black shadow suddenly sprang out.
As the arms intertwined, they tore the dry bones and palms into pieces.
The black shadow roared up to the sky, kicked his legs towards the ground suddenly, and his body shot towards the ancestor Feijian like a cannonball.
Only then did everyone see clearly that the black shadow was a tall zombie!
The zombie was covered with brown hair, and its nails were as sharp as blades, reflecting a palpitating light under the moonlight.
As soon as he made a move, he was evenly matched with the ancestor Feijian.
Sensing the extremely corrosive corpse poison permeating the zombies, the ancestor of Feijian shrank his eyes and moved the battlefield to mid-air.
Otherwise, those mountain villa disciples standing on the top of the peak would probably be killed or injured in an instant.
"Whoever can capture the head of the enemy will be rewarded by this ancestor!"
The voice of the ancestor Feijian spread in all directions with the spiritual power.
The next moment, several Jindan monks, headed by the owner Yuan Tianzong, immediately raised their swords.
Excitement shone in all the pupils.
In their view, even if the other party has cultivated to the peak of the Golden Core Realm, tonight is doomed.
If he can make the first contribution, his status in the village in the future will definitely be different from before.
The joint attack of several Jindan monks is not yet qualified to make Mu Feng stand ready.
He calmly summoned Ming Yan from the system space.
With the flick of the fingers, the jet-black fiery sword splits out immediately, and shoots directly at Yuan Tianzong and the others.
A moment later, a shocking and shocking scene appeared again.
No matter how fierce the offensive Yuan Tianzong and the others unleashed, they were still unable to break through the dark and gloomy fire sword.
"The thief will definitely spend a lot of energy manipulating the flames, disciples, follow me to kill!"
Among the crowd, an elder from the Spirit Sea Realm shouted loudly.
He summoned his disciples and rushed towards Mufeng.
Mu Feng's spiritual consciousness spread out, sensing the undulating breath coming here from afar.
After thinking for a while, he deployed a spiritual power formation ten meters away from his body to meet the disciples of the villa.
He was thinking, should his move be regarded as waiting for a rabbit?
Feijian Villa has been passed down for hundreds of years, and there are not only disciples who practice, but also countless family members and servants.
It is impossible and unnecessary for him to kill everyone.
Then, rough screening becomes very important.
I am waiting here, but no one can stay on this lonely mountain tonight.
With a decision in his heart, Mu Feng manipulated the flames and formations more skillfully.
He had to suppress his own strength as much as possible.
In order not to kill too much at one time, causing other people to feel timid and dare not continue to charge.
Looking at the many sword cultivators who rushed to die one after another, Mu Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"It's not easy for me to take care of your emotions in such a life-and-death battle."
……
More than two hours passed quickly.
Right now, no monk dares to approach the Dufeng area again.
Because, the ambitious and powerful disciples of the villa are almost dead.
As for the rest of the disciples.
Either they are here to dawdle with peace of mind, or their status is too low to be qualified to participate in the war.
Seeing that almost all the people who should be killed have been killed, Mu Feng is ready to close the net.
Just when he was planning to control Mingyan to kill the Golden Core cultivator.
A calm AI voice suddenly came to mind.
"It's past midnight, do you want to sign in?"
Sensing the extremely impressive aura of the peak, Mu Feng immediately replied in his heart: "Sign in!"
"Sign in successfully, congratulations to the host for obtaining a heaven-level low-grade spiritual sword 'Xuantian Ancient Sword'."
"The shape of this sword has no substance, and the summoned sword embryo can change according to the strength and will of its owner."
After listening to the system's introduction to Xuantian Ancient Sword, Mu Feng immediately became interested.
Celestial thing!It was the first time for Mu Feng to sign in.
This sword can be changed at will according to the owner's will, and its maneuverability is really extremely flexible!
Putting aside all kinds of limiting factors, this is completely like having one sword in hand, and I have ten thousand swords!
Just as Mu Feng was concentrating on observing the ancient Xuantian sword in the system space.
Yuan Tianzong and the other Golden Core cultivators were already in panic.
After fighting for a long time, they finally discovered that the strange flames that were fighting with them did not use their real combat power at all!
Increase the attack power by yourself, and it will become stronger.
And when he slowed down the offensive, it also began to slow down.
Although they didn't know why, Yuan Tianzong and the others felt something was wrong.
"Evacuate first, and wait for the ancestor to decide the outcome!"
After Yuan Tianzong gave an order, the remaining Golden Core cultivators started to fly backwards.
"Thinking about escaping now? It's too late."
With Mu Feng's thoughts moving slightly, Ming Yan changed his previous posture of paddling, and the attack suddenly became fierce.
The pitch-black light blazed, and the temperature of the entire Dufeng dropped suddenly.
The fire nets were intertwined, blocking the retreat of the Jindan monks in all directions.
Yuan Tianzong was so frightened that he almost used all the unique skills he had kept at the bottom of the box.
But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break out of Mingyan's blockade.
All of a sudden, an incomparably brilliant light of spiritual power erupted from above Du Feng.
The thunderstorm was so loud that it could be heard clearly from miles away.
……
In a secluded corner of Feijian Villa.
The three of Wei Yangbing looked at the mountain bees reflected in the daylight in the distance, their expressions were full of tension and anxiety.
With their strength, they naturally couldn't sense the specific situation of the Dufeng battlefield.
The intensity of the battle can only be inferred from the collision of momentum.
"The fight has not ended for so long, so nothing will happen to Brother Mu?"
Hearing Jing Shuyun's question, this time, even Wei Yangbing became a little uncertain.
He had a sullen face and didn't speak, his palms were already soaked with sweat.
Lian Qing was also very worried in her heart, her phoenix eyes were condensed, and she made a decision in her heart after a while.
She took out two defensive array disks from the storage bag and handed them to Wei Yangbing and the others.
He flew out and headed straight for the Dufeng area in the distance.
"Don't run around, you two, I'll go and have a look."
After the voice fell, the slender and tall figure disappeared into the night.