"Whoa!"

The middle-aged warrior in red was as fast as lightning and appeared in front of Mu Jiawei in the blink of an eye. The long sword in his hand shot out streaks of sword light.

"Condensation!"

Mu shouted, his fighting spirit gathered, and the round shield above suddenly released a dazzling light.

Boo hoo hoo…

The sword light struck the round shield like a series of meteors.

"Do you think you can resist my attack with just your battle formation?" The middle-aged warrior in red gave a ferocious smile, the true energy in his body circulated, and a more dazzling sword light shot out from the long sword.

boom!

Under the constant bombardment of the sword light, a crack appeared in the round shield, then spread around like a spider web, and finally shattered with a bang.

Whoosh!

The middle-aged warrior in red stepped forward, his long sword danced, and sword rays shot out like lightning.

"Roar!"

Mu Yi snorted angrily and released endless blue light from his body.

At this moment, Mu Yi's true energy reached its peak.

He was trying his best, he had to fight hard, because he knew that with Mu Jiawei's strength, once he was approached, what awaited Mu Jiawei might be the annihilation of his entire army.

Swish, swish, swish...

Hand seals were drawn one after another, and overwhelming fighting spirit quickly gathered.

At this time, Mu Jiawei, after fighting hard in Nanzhang Town for more than half a year, Mu Yi and Mu Er had already broken through to the King Wu realm. More importantly, after following Li Feng, Mu Jiawei not only

He not only practiced the battle formations he already had, but also practiced many ancient battle formations with Li Feng, so now Mu Jiawei has gathered the battle formations to be the strongest and can exert the power of the fifth level of the Martial King.

But even so, Mu Jiawei's combat power is still a little worse than that of the Three Musketeers, and this middle-aged warrior in red is the strongest among the Three Musketeers. Compared with him, even if Mu Jiawei uses

Even the strongest battle formation is far behind.

However, this does not mean that Mu Jiawei is incapable of fighting.

The vast fighting spirit surged high in the sky, condensed into a big hand, overwhelming the sky, and grabbed at the sword light that was as dazzling as the sun.

boom!

Under the light of the sword, the big hand shattered.

The sword's glow remained unabated and roared towards Mu Jiawei.

"So brave."

At this moment, a cold snort came, and then, with a "buzz!" sound, the sword roared up to the ninth level, and the unparalleled sword energy rushed towards him.

"Whoa!"

A ray of sword light soared thousands of feet, like a thousand-foot-long divine sword, slashing down from the sky. The unparalleled sword energy made the heaven and earth eclipse, as if the sword split the heaven and earth into two halves.

The sword light that swept towards Mu Jiawei was immediately split into two halves by the sword light that soared thousands of feet and dissipated in the void.

"call……"

Mu Yi and others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Woman, you have some strength." The middle-aged warrior in red looked gloomy when he saw Xu Qing.

The sword just now was issued by Xu Qing. If it hadn't been for Xu Qing's sword, Mu Jiawei would have been completely wiped out.

The middle-aged warrior in red was a little shocked, because the power of Xu Qing's sword made him feel chilled.

Da da da……

Xu Qing walked over step by step.

A sharp and extremely cold wave of sword energy filled every inch of the void between heaven and earth as Xu Qing walked over step by step, making people feel as if they were being pressed against the whole body by sharp swords.

It's the same on every inch of skin, making the hairs on your body stand up and your heart palpitating.

Xu Qing came to the middle-aged warrior in red, standing with a sword in her hand, her clothes fluttering in the wind, giving people an elegant and ethereal feeling.

"But, woman, do you think you can deal with me? As long as you surrender, I promise to spare your life after playing with you." The middle-aged warrior in red had a cold light in his eyes.

"Just you." Xu Qing sneered disdainfully.

"It's up to me. If you don't agree, you will die today." The middle-aged warrior in red sneered, and an aura erupted from his body, crushing Xu Qing overwhelmingly.

Xu Qing snorted coldly, and not to be outdone, she also released a momentum.

Rumble…

Before they could take action, the two of them started to fight against each other. The two huge auras collided with each other high in the sky, and the overwhelming power caused the whole world to tremble.

Swish, swish, swish...

Both Xu Qing and the middle-aged warrior in red are sword cultivators. At this time, the momentum released by the two people can be felt as strong fluctuations of sword intent.

Under the fierce competition of momentum, the middle-aged warrior in red looked ugly.

His aura was stronger than Xu Qing's, but the sword intent that erupted from Xu Qing's body was stronger than his, so the two's auras were evenly matched.

"Woman, you do have some strength, but..."

"Whoa!"

As soon as the middle-aged warrior in red finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Xu Qing, and the long sword in his hand turned into a beam of light and swept towards Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's figure flashed and she stepped forward to greet him.

Clang, clang, clang...

In an instant, Xu Qing and Xu Qing were fighting together, their swords shining brightly and energy radiating out. The sound of gold and iron intersecting could be heard endlessly.

"Xu Qing's strength is getting more and more powerful." Hu Yuanyuan looked at the battle between Xu Qing and the middle-aged warrior in red with a complicated expression. Xu Qing, whether in the Fengyuan Group or after joining Li Feng, has always been her assistant, even though

Now, Xu Qing also regards her as her master. When she first came to Xuanqing Continent, Xu Qing's cultivation level was similar to his. Unexpectedly, in just over a year, the gap between her and Xu Qing has become so big.

"Xu Qing is mainly because of the last battle in Nanzhang Town. She benefited a lot that time. But Yu'er and Huangfu Wei are also good," Li Feng looked at Li Xinyu and Huangfu Wei as he spoke. After Xu Qing fought against this red-clothed

When the middle-aged warriors arrived, Li Xinyu and Huangfu Wei also stopped the middle-aged warriors in gray and the middle-aged warriors in black.

After Huangfu Wei returned to Mingfeng City, she had already broken through to the Martial King realm. With Huangfu Wei's combat power, she was almost at the sixth level of the Martial King, and Li Xinyu was about the same. Therefore, when facing a middle-aged warrior in red with a lower cultivation level

The other two people, Li Xinyu and Huangfu Wei, easily gained the upper hand.

"Li Feng, I think we should fight quickly." Nangong Xin said from the side: "The appearance of these three people has attracted the attention of many people. If they cannot be solved as soon as possible..."

"No rush..." Li Feng understood what Nangong Xin meant, but he still shook his head: "Whether it's Xu Qing, Yu'er, or Huangfu Wei, their combat experience is too low, and these three people can give them tricks. If anyone

If you are looking for trouble, wait until they are looking for trouble."

Combat experience is the most important thing for a warrior. But whether it is Xu Qing, Huangfu Wei, or Li Xinyu, their cultivation breakthroughs are too fast. Without life and death experience, they are like flowers in the greenhouse. This is very important for their growth.

It's very disadvantageous.

Nangong Xin didn't say anything when she heard this, but she was still very worried. After all, the only subordinate Li Feng brought this time was Mu Jiawei. The others, Chen Miaoling, Liu Ruyan, etc., all had something to do with Li Feng.

The women who have relationships with each other. Their strength is not even at the Martial King level.

"What's more, do you think the appearance of these three people is a coincidence? Is it because they want to get you?" Li Feng said with a sneer.

"You mean..." Nangong Xin suddenly thought of something and his face changed slightly.

Boom boom boom...

Li Xinyu and the others fought from the ground to the air, from the air to the ground. Their swords were criss-crossing and their swords were shining brightly. Mountains were shattered under their attacks, and waves of energy destroyed forests.

"The Three Musketeers of Fengchen? I didn't expect that they would meet their opponents today."

In the distant sky, Yan Xingmeng looked at Li Xinyu's battle and said with some surprise.

The Tianjian Sect is a sect of sword cultivators and pays great attention to the sword cultivators on the Xuanqing Continent, and the Three Fengchen Musketeers are also sword cultivators, even if the three Fengchen Musketeers are people in the evil way.

"Senior brother, these three women are all sword cultivators, and they have all understood the meaning of the sword." A young man next to Yan Xingmeng said.

"According to the rules of our Tianjian Sect, as long as it is a sword cultivator and not a member of our Tianjian Sect, we have to..." Another young man looked at Li Xinyu and the others and said with twinkling eyes.

Yan Xingmeng waved his hand: "Before entering the Lich Secret Realm, you must not act rashly."

"Senior brother..."

"Stop talking, Li Feng and the others are not easy to deal with." Yan Xingmeng shook his head. After learning about Li Feng in the medieval ruins, he had studied Li Feng and knew that Li Feng was definitely not the kind of person who was easy to deal with. What's more, now

If they deal with Li Feng and lose their strength, they will suffer a loss when fighting for the key to the Lich Secret Realm.

"What's more, Li Feng and the others don't know who the Three Musketeers Fengchen are, don't you know? It would be okay if Li Feng and the others were killed by the Three Musketeers Fengchen, but if they kill the Three Musketeers Fengchen in turn..." Yan Xingmeng's

A sneer formed at the corner of his mouth.

"Senior brother, you mean the one behind the Three Musketeers of Fengchen..." The eyes of the young men nearby lit up when they heard Yan Xingmeng's words.

While Yan Xingmeng and the others were talking, the battle between Li Xinyu and the middle-aged warrior in gray came to an end.
To be continued...