The two are both men, one is thin and unattractive in appearance, while the other is broad-shouldered and long-armed, with a loyal face.
The thin man was holding two swords and wore tight black clothes. His aura and weapons were very similar to Mo Shuiyao's, as if he was from the same school. The tall man was carrying a broad sword on his back, and his spiritual pressure was deep in the world, still above the two of them.
The three of them looked at each other without any nonsense, and seemed to have a tacit understanding. They saw the thin monk and Mo Shuiyao holding the swords in their backhands at the same time, and they combined each other's swords into one, forming a double-edged shape.
The two people's movements were uniform. After injecting spiritual power at the same time, the double blades quickly rotated forward and backward, and quickly opened a gleaming sword barrier with Fei Lao as the center, like a yin-yang fish!
"Don't worry about me, just protect the students!"
"yes."
The three of them respectfully agreed, and then the barrier quickly expanded, covering everyone in the room.
"Fei Lao actually has three powerful people in the spirit realm as his guards!"
Although he was in danger, Shutong still opened his mouth wide and murmured with shock in his heart.
"Isn't this normal? Aunt Mo, also known as senior Mo Shuiyao, was nicknamed Yanyu Gudie back then. She was also the master of Hua Yumian's late biological mother, Cheng Xiaodie."
Feng Ziyu curled his lips and introduced with some pride.
"Awesome! What about the other two?"
"The shorter senior's name is Wu Qinghe, nicknamed Qinghe Stealing Star, and he and Aunt Mo are brothers and sisters of the same school. The tall and powerful senior is Mu Dongting, nicknamed Coi Yijian. The three of them have been following Mr. Fei for who knows how many years."
"These are all powerful seniors from the spirit-returning realm! Why do you know them all?"
"Tch, who told me that my father is Feng Yuqian, the master of weapon refining? Hehehe~"
Feng Ziyu twirled the jade flute proudly. Leaning next to Shutong, she seemed to no longer feel the fear she felt when the black light appeared.
"Actually, I just heard my father mention their names. I know them, but they may not know me."
Shutong simply nodded, and immediately stared at the barrier nervously, which made Feng Ziyu feel a little disappointed.
The barrier seemed to be in opposition to Zang Feng's power to block the space, which made everyone feel relieved. At this time, the spiritual blade shot by Mo Shuiyao was also entangled with the black light.
Yes, it was entanglement, because the black light filled with chaos and evil was not defeated. Instead, it kept devouring Mo Shuiyao's spiritual blade like a spirit.
Even after swallowing it, the dense black light slowly expanded, looking very strange and scary.
"What a weird power!"
Mu Dongting, who was carrying a broad sword on his back, had thick eyebrows and furrowed eyes before he made a move, his face was even uglier than that of Mo Shuiyao and the others.
"Xiaoyao Qinghe! Continue to strengthen the barrier!"
Fei Lao said in a deep voice.
"Isn't that right, Mr. Fei? Can't we just protect everyone while my junior sister and I let Mu Mu take action?"
The thin Wu Qinghe turned around and asked with a look of reluctance.
"careful!"
The moment he turned back, the black light that had been in a stalemate in the air suddenly swallowed up all the spiritual blades and hit the barrier shield with lightning speed.
"Big wood, as for..."
Just when Wu Qinghe was about to mock Mu Dongting, who was too cautious, a strange scene happened!
After the numerous black lights devoured Mo Shuiyao's spiritual blade, it underwent some kind of mutation. It no longer looked like a strip of light, but instead resembled pools of thick black liquid.
After dripping on the barrier that the two of them jointly arranged, it quickly disintegrated without any effort!
A group of juniors were even horrified to find that wherever there was black light, there were bursts of green smoke coming out, as if it was some kind of extremely corrosive poison.
"What...what's going on?!"
While Mo Shuiyao continued to increase his spiritual power output, he turned to ask Fei Lao.
Even though she had returned to spiritual cultivation, she had never seen such evil power in her thousands of years of life.
"This black light possesses a very pure aura of chaos, and is extremely destructive to formations that rely on the principles of order to maintain their operation!"
At this time, Mu Dongting's closed eyes suddenly opened, and there was a strong fear in his voice.
"good."
Fei Lao's eyes gleamed and he echoed.
As he spoke, the old man used his spiritual power to float the hidden edge on his chest, and then began to form various ancient seals with his hands. Countless dark light balls flickered on and off around the sword body.
"Wood! Come and help!"
Wu Qinghe also urged after increasing the spiritual power output together.
"Okay! Use the Yuanling True Fire!"
Pulling out the broad sword on his back, Mu Dongting seemed to be preparing to charge up a blow.
"No! This power is likely to contaminate the Yuanling True Fire. Please wait!"
Mr. Fei stopped him with words, and then said:
"Dongting, the three of you work together to hold on, and I'll see if you can seal the sword again."
"good!"
The three of them agreed in unison, and the tall wooden Dongting thrust the broadsword straight into the ground. He patted the hilt lightly, and countless small swords flew out of the broadsword. After passing through the barrier, they fought with the black light. together.
But for just a moment, Mu Dongting's face turned pale and red blood spurted out from his mouth!
"Senior Brother Mu!"
Mo Shuiyao exclaimed.
"No! Those black lights can really hurt the soul. They cut off the connection between me and the giant tower in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, the flying swords just turned into shadows, otherwise the giant tower would be destroyed!"
After saying that, Mu Dongting, who had a square face and a beard, turned his attention to Qingyun.
"Young man, what's going on with this sword!"
Although he seemed to be questioning, Mu Dongting did not release his spiritual pressure, but Qingyun still felt as if there was a heavy weight on his shoulders.
"I...this...I don't know either!"
"have no idea?!"
Mu Dongting raised his thick black eyebrows. He was about to say something when Fei Laofen said:
"Dongting, don't embarrass him, take this pill."
As he spoke, a green-brown elixir flew into Mu Dongting's hand.
"Thank you, Mr. Fei!"
Three soul-returning realm monks and one wind-controlling realm monk were actually tortured by a strange black sword. If anyone told about this scene, they would probably laugh their heads off.
Mu Dongting was not polite. After the spiritual pill entered his stomach, his complexion obviously improved a lot. Fei Lao's hands were getting faster and faster, and fine beads of sweat began to flow from his forehead. It seemed that the sealed hidden front was also draining him. great.
At this moment, the mutation occurred again!
I saw that the increasingly brighter light balls around Zang Feng suddenly extinguished one by one, and then turned from the light balls into "black balls". It seemed that they had the same origin as the black lights that exuded a chaotic atmosphere outside the barrier!
"Be careful, Mr. Fei!"
Mu Dongting reacted the fastest. Countless small flying swords transformed into sword shadows formed a meticulous sword net, separating Fei Lao and Zang Feng with speed invisible to the naked eye.
The seal was broken, and Fei Lao also spurted out a mouthful of blood, but Zang Feng, who was surrounded by black light balls, did not fall because he lost Fei Lao's spiritual power.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the black sword turned around and flew straight into the hands of Qingyun, who had a look of astonishment and shock on his face!
At the same time, the young master felt that Zang Feng was starting to crazily breed and extract the blood evil karma from his body.
"Zang Feng! What are you going to do?"
Qingyun asked sharply, but Zangfeng still went his own way and didn't respond at all.
Seeing this, after Mu Dongting protected Mr. Fei with his sword net, a trace of fear and cruelty flashed in his eyes. He turned around and drew out his broad sword, and without saying a word, slashed at Qingyun in the air!
"Depend on!"
Although the young master is as brave as a fighter, he never thought that he would be attacked again by Gui Ling monks after leaving the Thirty-three Realms!
This person obviously planned to eradicate the sword master Qingyun first, and then the sword net protecting Fei Lao unfolded at the same time, surrounding himself and Qingyun, and blocking everyone else from the net.
It seems to have formed a world within a world!
Mu Dongting's vision is not without ruthlessness, and his methods are extremely decisive.
After all, no matter how weird Zangfeng is, its owner is just a young monk in the early stage of the Yuanhua Realm, and in his eyes is not much better than an ant.
As long as I kill him with the power of thunder, that weird black light will no longer pose a threat!
The blow from the Guiling monk was no joke. Even though its power was limited by the double barrier, Qingyun felt as if he had suddenly fallen into an abyss.
At the same time, it seemed as if his whole body was immersed in a sea of red flames. From his limbs to his divine palace, he couldn't muster any strength to resist!
This Mu Dongting gave him a completely different feeling than the black-clothed killer in the Thirty-three Realms that day. That man had a sense of undeniable judgment, but Mu Dongting's attack was nothing special at all.
It was so unremarkable that it seemed like a sword that had been wielded millions of times, but this sword revealed a myriad of principles of swordsmanship, which was somewhat similar to Wan Congfang's bamboo and stone sword.
Although the broad sword named "Juque" in his hand was as thick as a human's and looked nondescript, the power of Mu Dongting's sword was compressed into the triple barrier. As soon as he raised his hand, he felt like he was out of his mind. The skin disappears and the flesh dies.
"It's over!"
At this moment of life and death, Qingyun's hand moved!
No, to be precise, it should be Zang Feng who took Qing Yun’s hand!
The giant tower weighs more than a thousand pounds, but the ancient Tibetan front is even more vigorous and powerful. It seems to quickly gather the black light balls surrounding it. After quickly attaching to Qingyun's arm, it unexpectedly rushes towards Mu Dongting. A sword that opened up the world!
boom!
The earthworm shakes the tree, and the egg strikes the stone!
But the outcome that was already destined has undergone a shocking reversal!
After a huge, epic blow, the giant tower was first cut off by Zang Feng's sword, causing Mu Dongting to spurt out blood again, and he fainted after hitting his own sword net.
Later, as the giant bridge broke, the sword network disintegrated, and horrific explosions began to burst out from within.
Fortunately, Mr. Fei seemed to have expected all this. He took out his calligraphy scroll at some point, and was instantly sucked into the blank canvas by the impact of the explosion.
Fortunately, Mu Dongting was in a hurry and did not attack with all his strength. Otherwise, not to mention Qingyun, the aftermath of the power alone would have been enough to kill all the monks below the wind control realm present!
And this scroll is also mysterious and mysterious. It can absorb all Mu Dongting's spiritual power into it, and even Fei Lao's robes are not fluttering at all.
In the end, the scene where Mu Dongting fell heavily to the ground happened to be watched by everyone.
