Chapter 1003: Revenge (8)

His hand is a bit similar to a move now issued by Mo Yuanfu, one is the shadow of the sky, and the other is the shadow of the sky.
Under the envelope of Jianguang, these sword qi emitted a slight trembling. After the sword qi covered by Jianguang, each sword qi was brilliant, vivid and sharp.
Everyone at the scene felt the coercive force from the flying sword above. Seeing this scene, the whole face of his door changed, and his face was as pale as paper.
"咻咻 咻 ..." Feng Chen's face was cold and a divine thought was born. These sword qi poured down like raindrops and directly met the shadow of Mo Yuanfu.
Regarding tactics and combat experience, even though Mo Yuanfu is actually a higher realm than Feng Chen, Feng Feng has accumulated tens of thousands of years.
This is a difficult gap to bridge!
The endless sword shadow, the endless sword shadow, suddenly filled the entire battlefield.
"A little cold light!"
Feng Chen whispered, and the sword awn in front of him flickered again, attacking Mo Yuanfu.
There was a loud noise, deafening! The huge waves suddenly swept around.
Gong Wei saw this, his brows frowned, his face showed heavy color, his hands lifted, closed his chest, and then rubbed his hands with both hands, pushed forward flatly, a real yuan hit, and all the spirits of Fengchen camp The beast shrouded in it, all this was done in the flash of light.
"Bang!"
A huge, strong air wave hit Gong Wei's protective barrier, and the barrier suddenly shook violently. There was no sign of breaking, just shaking.
The monks in Mofu were not so lucky. The strong air waves harvested the lives of many monks, and even the whole body did not fall.
It can be said that with one move, thousands of monks in Mofu took their lives.
"puff!"
Mo Yuanfu was directly hit by a powerful air wave and flew out a few meters away. There was a fiery body, blood leaked from his mouth, and a pain came from his shoulder. I saw his left shoulder, which was the size of a thumb. The blood hole should be a pair of piercing shots by the sealed sword-mang.
On the other hand, on the side of Feng Chen, Teng Tiao Tiao took a few steps back and immediately exhibited his mood of life and death, releasing most of the violent air force just now.
His throat was sweet, and a spit of blood almost gushed out, before swallowing it stiffly.
"Kill!" Mo Yuanfu took out a cyan elixir and threw it into his mouth without a glance. Then he clenched the handle with his hands, his eyes were red, and he rushed over like crazy.
Feng Chen is not indifferent. With one hand of this sword, her long hair flutters in the wind, and her foot moves to welcome her.
"Boom ... Bang ... Kaka ..." Luo Yu Fei Jian and Mo Yuanfu's broad sword slammed together without any fancy, the sword tip was facing the knife tip, as if the needle tip was against Mai Mang. Fancy slammed together.
A fierce shaking came from the ground, and some trees were stopped and broken.
The sword tip collided with each other, and Feng Chen and Mo Yuanfu touched each other immediately, and the two immediately flew out. Feng Chen fell directly from the air, kneeling on one knee, and the falling feather flying sword on the ground.
Mo Yuanfu sprayed blood violently and fell weakly from the air.
With this move, Feng Chen was slightly injured, while Mo Yuanfu was seriously injured. You must know that Feng Chen is a monk at the beginning of the transformation, and Mo Yuanfu is a master in the middle of the transformation.
"Hurt my master, look for death!" Gong Wei saw this, his eyes flashed coldly, and his whole body exuded a coldness to the extreme.
"Gong Wei, stop!" Feng Chen whispered.
"Master, I want to kill him!" Faced with Feng Chen's low drink, Gong Wei, who had passed the robbery period, had to obey Feng Chen's order, and the pace under his feet suddenly stopped.
"Retreat!" Feng Chen glared at Gong Wei and said coldly.
"Haha, you are all going to die, I want you to be buried!" A anger flashed in Mo Yuanfu's eyes, he didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so strong, but he couldn't care so much.
He yelled, and the real element in his body was quickly condensed by some method. He jumped from the ground, and his original pale face turned red at this moment. He held up the long knife in his hand, One word at a time said: "Dead ... God to heaven!"
Alas, the endless sword-mang is flooding the sky above Mofu at this moment, and the power of each sword-man makes all onlookers tremble, even if these sword-mans are not directed at them, but the energy contained in them also wins their hearts. Trembling.
"Huh!" Feng Chen snorted coldly, Feng Chen's eyes glanced, Mo Yuanfu even shivered, just a look made him feel uneasy at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Chen was cold and cold, but the words of the king came out!
"Flame Phoenix soars!" The fourth style of Ji Xian Xian Jue, Fire Phoenix soars!
Feng Chen single-handed this sword, the bright light on the falling moon flying sword reappeared, and he threw it with one hand, offering the falling feather flying sword.
The falling feather flying sword flew out of the hand and turned directly into a thunder.
Immediately after that, the Thunder changed for a while, and a phoenix the size of which was out of nowhere.
"Ah ..." Then I heard the sound of Kacha. This phoenix flew down like a hurricane, bringing forth the sharp wind sound, and the phoenix was surrounded by a hint of thunder.
The redness and redness reflected in the sky above Mofu can clearly see the phoenix above Mofu across the distance.
The sound of rumbling sounded, hundreds of feet of Mofu, the place where the fire and phoenix passed, were all ruins, all the buildings collapsed at this moment, the dust was flying, and the sand was flying away.
"Okay ... master ... wonderful!" Gong Wei stared at Feng Chen's fire, and his eyes widened, and there was a fear in his heart. If he faced this move himself, he would also Can't do it.
After using this trick, Feng Chen's face turned pale, his face was a bit sloppy, his body was shaking, and it seemed that he could be blown down by a gust of wind.
In one move, everyone in Mofu was destroyed, including Mo Yuanfu, who was seriously injured. This record is enough to esteem the entire spiritual world.
You have to know that Feng Chen alone took his own shot and swept up and down the monks with the initial cultivation of the god, but he also paid the price.
You know, Mo Yuanfu just used the forbidden technique, and the fourth style of the Phoenix Sword of Jixianjianjue had to say that it was extremely abnormal. After one move, the real elements in Feng Chen's body were directly adjusted.
"Go, go to Haotianmen!" Feng Chen's voice dropped, and he took out a few pills that restored Zhenyuan from the storage ring and put them in his mouth. He chewed wildly and waited for Zhenyuan to slowly recover. Said.
At this moment, the glorious era of the Moxue City Mohist has come to an end.