The cyan thunder in his hand seemed to be endowed with endless energy, and the light danced on the surface of the thunder, like bright stars in the night sky.
He waved the cyan thunder in his hand, and in an instant, the violent power was released from the thunder and turned into a huge energy beam, like a cyan tornado, tearing the air apart instantly. The enemy's army was easily torn apart like paper in front of this force.
Mu Feng's figure was like the wind, shuttling across the battlefield, with every leap carrying the roar of cyan thunder. The thunder in his hand seemed to be alive, constantly rolling in his hand, flickering on and off, as if looking for the next target.
Following Mu Feng's actions, green paths of thunder stretched out on the battlefield. They were like giant cyan dragons, raging through the crowd and devouring all enemies in their way.
In this battle, Mu Feng was like a thunder god coming to the world, and his power was unstoppable. Every time he wields the cyan thunder, he is accompanied by the enemy's wailing and blood splashing. His figure shuttled across the battlefield, like a blue lightning, lighting up the bloody battlefield.
In front of him, the enemies fell one by one like ears of wheat in a wheat field. Their frightened eyes and scattered flight became witnesses of Mu Feng's blue thunder path.
Under the illumination of cyan thunder, Mu Feng's figure is like a god descending to earth, giving people a shocking and majestic feeling. His power swept out like a violent wind, tearing apart the dark void and opening up a path that shone with electric light. This is his way of survival and his path to glory.
At this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared beside him. It was a man wearing an ancient divine robe. His face was profound, his eyes were like a torch, and he exuded a powerful force. He was like a giant from ancient times, standing there quietly, filled with unspeakable oppression.
He is Curry Noah, the disciple of Ares, a strong man known for his strength. His appearance was like a shooting star in the dark night, brief but dazzling. The powerful power emanating from him symbolizes his unparalleled strength and majesty. It is a daunting existence that cannot be ignored.
Curry Noah's shot symbolizes the endless sense of oppression. The powerful force is like a mountain, pressing towards Mu Feng. Every movement he made carried a trace of the power of heaven and earth, as if even heaven and earth were bowing before him. Every attack he made was like thunder coming to the world, bringing endless violence and destruction.
The glory and fanaticism of those battles are repeated on today's battlefields. The two heroes, Mu Feng and Curry Noah, looked at each other, and at that moment, they seemed to inspire a thousand-year fighting soul.
Curry Noah, the disciple of Ares, the power of the God of War is most perfectly embodied in him. His figure is like a sculptural warrior, and every movement is full of power and enthusiasm. His swordsmanship is as hot as fire and as unstoppable as the strong wind. He single-handedly suppressed Mu Feng's Qing Lei, and that power seemed to ignite all the passion in the world.
Faced with Noah's oppression, Mu Feng did not back down. He was as strong and strong as a cheetah, swimming nimbly among Noah's attacks. His eyes shone with determination, which was his persistence in fighting and his desire to win. Although Qing Lei was suppressed, he did not give up, but faced the challenge with more determination.
Their battle is like a violent storm, unpredictable and uncontrollable. Each of their collisions was like a thunderclap that shook the earth. Every time the sword is swung, it seems to be cutting space, making people unable to breathe. Their battle seems to be a language in which they exchange strength and beliefs.
Under the gloomy sky, the huge figure of the Great Tengu loomed over again, carrying strong pressure and cold killing intent. His face looked even more distorted, as if carved from darkness and storm, exuding a terrifying majesty. His wings are like huge black magic wings. When spread out, they are like dark whirlpools in the night sky, attracting all the light.
At the same time, Mu Yu stood there, with no fear in his eyes. His black thunder surrounds him like a fine grid, blocking all enemy attacks. It was a strange and powerful force, like a flame in the dark. Although you couldn't see it, you could feel its cold and ruthless heat.
However, at this critical moment, a figure ignored Mu Yu's black thunder. Like a ghost in the darkness, it evaded the shackles of the power grid and came straight towards Mu Yu. It was a black shadow that was too fast to be caught, and all one could hear was a sharp roar coming from the darkness.
The black shadow's movements were extremely flexible, moving freely through the darkness, like a cheetah in the night, and it was close to Mu Yu in an instant. Its attacks are fierce and decisive, with a kind of desperate madness, like the coldest god of death in the darkness.
Facing this sudden attack, Mu Yu's eyes flashed with confusion. He didn't move or make any defensive moves. Just waiting there quietly, as if waiting for the judgment of fate.
The black shadow gradually revealed its true form. This is a tall and muscular man, wearing dark tights, like a ninja in the night. His face is deep and his eyes are cold, like two ice crystals in the cold winter. He held a slender dagger in his hand, its sharp light flashing in the moonlight like a bloodthirsty snake.
His name is Moraka Jakang, a disciple of the Earth Dragon God and a powerful killer. His unique skill is that he can turn into a shadow, silently approach the enemy, and then launch a fatal attack at the most unlikely moment. He wanders in the dark night, like the embodiment of death, his existence is a threat, an inescapable fear.
At this moment, Morojia Jiakang was staring at Mu Yu, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes. He was like a leopard about to hunt, all the muscles in his body were tense, ready to pounce on his prey. The dagger in his hand was like black lightning, drawing a fatal arc in the moonlight and heading straight for Mu Yu's throat.
The attack came so fast that Mu Yu barely had time to react. However, he was not defenseless, and his eyes shone with determination and determination. In the critical situation, he reacted quickly and concentrated his mental strength to the highest level, trying to block the blow.
Powerful forces collided in the air, causing the surrounding air to vibrate. Mu Yu's spiritual power formed an invisible barrier, trying to resist the attack of Morojia Jiakang. However, this powerful killer didn't stop there. His shadow skills kicked in and he swooped out of the darkness to attack in unforeseen ways.
Waves of powerful energy reverberated in the air, bursting into dazzling golden light. On the battlefield, the figures of the seven divine disciples flashed, as if the heroes from the myth had arrived. Each of them holds a mysterious power and unleashes unrivaled power.
In this melee, Mu Yu was besieged by the disciples of the Earth Dragon God and the Great Tengu. The disciple of the Earth Dragon God spit out a giant dragon. Its body was streamlined and covered with hard scales, as heavy as a mountain. It roared towards Mu Yu, causing earthquakes and landslides along the way. The disciples of the Great Tengu transformed into huge crows, waving their wings, setting off strong winds and huge waves, trying to engulf Mu Yu.
At the same time, Mu Feng was also in trouble. He was restrained by the disciples of Ares. The disciples of Ares transformed into the powerful god of war, surrounded by violent fighting spirit and power. The weapons in their hands exuded an icy cold light, and every swing carried the power of landslides and earth-shattering. And their war cries are like wild beasts' roars, enough to frighten all enemies.
Suppressed by enemies everywhere, it seemed like an inescapable nightmare. Every corner of the battlefield is filled with endless fear and pressure. Under such siege, both Mu Yu and Mu Feng faced unprecedented challenges. They must use all their strength to get out of this melee.
At this moment, an even greater amount of energy condensed in the air, bursting out with bright light. This energy surged out from the unknown depths, as if it was going to swallow up the entire battlefield.
A dazzling light pierced the darkness, like a shooting star hurtling through the night sky. Mu Yu's eyes lit up, and he realized that this was a rare opportunity.
The light in the sky came suddenly, like lightning during the day, tearing apart the dark night. The arrival of this light gave Mu Yu an instant hope of life. He glanced around nervously, and then, a trace of firmness and determination flashed in his eyes.
He turned around hurriedly and shouted to his teammates behind him: "Retreat! Retreat quickly!" His voice echoed far and wide across the empty battlefield. At this time, they were surrounded by enemies and the situation was extremely critical. They could only rely on this sudden light, hoping to break the enemy's siege.
The sudden appearance of light attracted the enemy's attention, and they all looked up to the sky, showing brief doubts and panic. Mu Yu took advantage of this gap and quickly made a retreat gesture to his teammates. They began to retreat in an orderly manner. Although the enemy was close behind them, they did not panic at all.
However, in the darkness behind, those shadowy voices were getting closer and closer. Like hungry wolves, they smelled the scent of prey and eagerly pursued it. Fear and despair spread among the team, and everyone's heart beat like a crazy drumbeat.
Faced with the impending danger, they can only move forward. On the way back, they were like a besieged lone army, with the enemy pressing behind them step by step, and the vast darkness and unknown in front of them. They are isolated and helpless and can only rely on their own faith and courage to break out of this darkness of death.
