Chapter 730: Mozun

Ye Feng's murderous aura dropped to a freezing point, and it seemed to be able to freeze the space. This was Burning Sky's fury, which let Ye Feng release mercilessly.
The Sword of Slaughter shot without hesitation, like a glimmer of light, it slashed down at the three people fiercely, with gusts of wind, and the strong killing air was like a wild horse that had taken off its rein. Flew away.
Angry!
You can't describe Ye Feng's mood with anger at this time. Xiaobai is his savior. Without Xiaobai, Ye Feng would have died at least three times.
The first time I was in the wasteland, I was attacked by the Red Wolf King, and the second time I was in the Demon Sea. The last time I was almost hit by the illusion of colorful scales.
Even without these few life-saving graces, Xiaobai and Ye Feng grew up together, and the two had a very deep relationship. Ye Feng would not spare the three of them when they suffered such tragic pain.
The three of them didn't expect that Ye Feng would shoot without saying a word, and the horror was very terrifying, and even before he could react, he would be caught off guard.
"Presumptuous, thinking that we are afraid of you and you won't succeed!"
The three of them are the pride of the sky, and have never suffered such an encounter before being shot directly by someone, and there is no room for speech.
"You don't need to be afraid, because I want you to die!"
The Jianfeng exudes a fierce aura, and the Nirvana swordsmanship is continuously used, like the sea, one wave is higher than the other, and the three people are crazy and drown.
"Silence Hell!"
The ruthless demon appeared, and the surrounding space became pitch black, as if to drown the three of them, the rich devilish air made people very uncomfortable.
"I won't show you some color, I think our three big families are good bullies!"
Xu Jialiang's eyes were angry, and a weird shovel appeared in his hand, like a sickle, like harvesting wheat.
The Xu family is good at planting all kinds of spiritual rice. The main function of this shovel is to harvest spiritual rice, which finally evolved into a weapon.
Spirit rice is also very popular in the cultivation world. Many warriors have always relied on food. Although absorbing spiritual energy can relieve hunger, many warriors are too lazy to meditate and absorb.
Moreover, there are too many impurities in ordinary food to meet the needs of the martial artist. If too much grains are absorbed, it will produce a kind of garbage, which is harmless to the body.
But this kind of spiritual rice is different. It is pure rice, just like golden rice. It contains pure aura. When a martial artist eats it, there is no harm, and it can absorb the aura inside.
Therefore, in just a few decades, the Xu family has developed into a big family, which has a lot to do with planting spiritual rice.
Not everyone can grow this kind of spiritual rice. The living conditions of this kind of spiritual rice are extremely harsh. Only a mountain range in the Xu family can grow. It is difficult for people outside to enjoy this kind of spiritual rice.
The shovel danced and swept towards Ye Feng's neck, so fast, he even regarded Ye Feng's neck as a spiritual rice, ready to harvest.
"Go back to me!"
The long sword danced, the sword of killing divided into two, and another sword edge swept toward the shovel.
"Chang!"
A burst of sparks splashed, the shovel was directly shaken out, Xu Jialiang's body retreated, and Ye Feng's force like a tide was thrown out.
Xu Jialiang was stunned and couldn't accept it. Why did Ye Feng's strength be so huge that he was stunned by one move.
Zhang Tu lost the sky silkworm net, a long spear appeared in his hand, a sharp shot, pulling out the spears, the marks were too sharp, and the space pierced with bursts of noise.
The most insidious one is Cui Hao. This person holds a short blade of sword, very short, only half a foot long. This is a hidden blade, suitable for assassination, or close combat, very concealed.
People who can use short blades definitely have extraordinary skills, or they are very proud. Cui Hao is such a person, pretentious.
The two formed a double-sided attack, and the spear was about to break through Ye Feng's defense, giving Cui Hao a chance to give a fatal blow.
Feeling the fierce murderous intent, Ye Feng's eyes were gloomy, and the murderous intent did not diminish, but instead became more violent.
"You like to play, then I will accompany you!"
"God Shura, show me up!"
As a killer, Ye Feng, the seal of the five elements, will not be used easily unless he encounters a top master. Now facing three of them, they are all the proud children of the three families, and their strength is extraordinary.
Especially Cui Hao, like a shadow killer, could give Ye Feng a fatal blow at any time, and Ye Feng had to be careful.
A terrifying aura appeared, the Shura stepped on the ground, and the terrible Shura will appeared, holding the Qiu to kill, as if all gods descended.
"cut!"
With only one word, Qiu Sha cut down towards Zhang Tu, and Ye Feng took the initiative to meet Cui Hao. Since the opponent likes close combat, Ye Feng will play with him.
After being stunned by Ye Feng, Xu Jialiang shot his body and rushed towards him, but he was quickly entangled by the of Asura.
The seven forms of killing the sky are constantly changing, and the two suppressed can't get close at all. The Shura has been suppressed for so long and has been trying to release it. The strong Qi of Shura has evolved into the evil demon, blessed on the body of the Shura. .
Without the restraint of the two, Ye Feng's space for activities has greatly increased, holding the Qiu Killer, one anti-shake, and slashing towards Cui Hao's right shoulder, extremely fast, and neither of them is slow.
Cui Hao was shocked, Ye Feng's speed and close combat, not weaker than him, even higher, where did this kid emerge from.
Facing the siege of three people, he can still be calm and unhurried. What is even more terrifying is that his clone is actually a of Shura, which is even more incredible.
With a crosscut with the short blade in his hand, he directly bounced the Sword of Slaughter back. Ye Feng also felt his arm tremble. The opponent's strength was very powerful, and he even fought a tie with himself.
It was not Ye Feng that was shocked, but Cui Hao. He used 70% of his power in the blow just now, but he shook the long sword instead of flying Ye Feng, which made him even more vigilant.
Ye Feng had no sorrow or joy, only the air of killing, Jian Feng changed direction again, and the character pattern attacked Cui Hao. In three directions, there was the shadow of the sword of killing.
"Shoo hoo!"
The sword qi squeaked, causing Cui Hao to dodge constantly. Ye Feng's sword qi was too terrifying. This was the nine-point sword intent, which almost reached the great perfection of the nine-point sword intent.
Before he could think about it, Cui Hao's short blade moved in an arc, turning his body into an afterimage, drifting away in Ye Feng's sword aura. This Cui Hao was really extraordinary. As the Cui family second only to the five big families, his background was very powerful.
"Qiangqiang!"
All three rays of sword aura were broken by Cui Hao, but Cui Hao was very embarrassed, because Ye Feng had always been the first to attack, and he did not give his opponent any chance.
The Sword of Slaughter was psychic, and Ye Feng's anger was sensed, and the anger of the anger could stimulate the Sword of Slaughter.
The sword of slaughter, in the name of slaughter, felt the murderous aura at this time, and more slaughter will decomposed from it, filling the entire space.
"Quiet Twilight!"
Like the twilight of the gods, the music of death was played. This is the rhythm of the death of the gods. Ye Feng blew the horn of the gods of death, preparing to reap the evil souls.
When this move appeared, Cui Hao was obviously more vigilant. Ye Feng's move was as strong as one move. What was even more frightening was that Ye Feng's nine-point sword intent covered almost every inch of space. It was difficult for him to play in close combat.
"Chichichi..."
Nine points of sword intent filled the void, causing Cui Hao to move more and more slowly, Ye Feng's murderous aura could submerge the sky, destroy the earth, and countless sword auras condensed into a real long sword.
"laugh!"
Unable to escape, Cui Hao's right arm was stabbed by a ray of sword energy, and blood spurted out.
"Presumptuous, do you really think I can't help you? You are just a little Shenwu Sanzhong, you dare to hurt me!"
Cui Hao was furious, and suddenly there was another weapon in his hand, not a short blade, but a big knife. The length of the knife was about three meters, which was very huge.
"call!"
After a sweep, the sword lifted all the sword energy around him. Cui Hao's eyes were cold and he looked at the wound on his right arm. It was a shame that he was injured by an ant below his level.
"This is what you forced me. Today I will let you die without a place to bury you!"
Cui Hao has a hideous face and holds a giant knife. He will never use this knife as a last resort.
Arrays of demonic energy radiated from the long sword. It turned out that this was a magic sword, which could control the soul of a person. Once it was used for a long time, it would be easily demonized by the magic sword.
Until the crisis of life and death, Cui Hao will never use it. Now when it comes to life and death, he must take out this magic knife.
Ye Feng's continuous attacks made Cui Hao very aggrieved, and sooner or later he would be driven crazy by Ye Feng.
Ye Feng's brow furrowed, and he also felt a burst of devilish energy. In this long knife, it seemed that this evil demon was hidden. Once released, it was very terrifying.
"Today, let you see how powerful the magic sword is. It is an honor for you to die under the magic sword as the food of the devil god!"
Cui Hao's eyes became colder and colder, gradually turning into a magic eye, exuding a terrible magical energy from his body.
"The magic knife was born, and the creatures were burned!"
Cui Hao chanted the spell, bursts of dark magic energy radiated from the magic knife, and even more terrible things happened. A figure came out of the magic knife, full of darkness.
"Chatter!"
"Who released me? What a strong spirit!"
These black qi turned into a figure, and the surrounding devil qi was wrapped around this black shadow.
"Devil, the junior asks you one thing, I will use your power to kill this kid!"
Cui Hao respectfully bowed to this black shadow, and turned out to be the master of the magic knife, the devil!
"Little baby, you want me to take action, you know the rules!"
The sound of the devilish sound appeared, and the devilish energy on the demon lord's body became stronger and stronger, almost flooding the surrounding space.
"The junior knows the rules. As long as you can kill him, I am willing to lend you ten years of life and a 10,000-year blood three as the price."
Cui Hao gritted his teeth. As long as he could kill Ye Feng, all of this was worth it. Ten years of life span would be lost. The big deal would be to go back to eat some natural treasures and some pills to prolong life.
However, this strain of Wannian Blood Three is going to bleed heavily. Although Cui Jia has a strong foundation, the elixir of tens of thousands of years is very rare.
"It's really getting less and less promising. Killing an ant-like character and asking me out is really humiliating my devil's name!"
Mozun is very disdainful, although he can get ten years of life, a 10,000-year blood three does not seem happy.