Chapter 1254 I Take 90%

Mu Feng was overjoyed. In this day's battle, he killed more than a dozen wolf kings who were in the realm of Heavenly Soul. With the true meaning of blood and the true meaning of sword, he finally reached the peak of his childhood and broke through to the realm of Dacheng.

Fighting is the fastest way for martial arts to break through. Any aggressive power, true intention, exists for fighting.

"Blood Thunder Sword Eagle!"

Mu Feng slashed out with a sword, and the blood-colored sword eagle slashed out around the thunder force, and ruthlessly bombarded the werewolf warrior who was chasing him.

Pooh! Pooh! Pfft...!

A blood-thunder sword carving was unstoppable, and its power was even more powerful than before. It tore apart a werewolf warrior and killed hundreds of werewolf warriors with a single strike.

The power of this sword has definitely reached the full power of a sixth-layer Heavenly Powerhouse in the Heavenly Soul Realm.

Mu Feng didn't like to fight, he just kept fighting and retreated while protecting the rear.

There are also monks who are fighting at the forefront, and they are somewhat unwilling to retreat.

This group of monks are all surrounded by blood energy. From time to time, some people break through their cultivation in the battle. There are more than a dozen people who directly comprehend the true meaning of blood in the realm of transformation, absorb a large amount of blood energy, condense the blood king pill, and break through to the realm of Tianpo. There is a lack of cohesive spirit.

These monks are naturally Mu Feng's Shura tribe.

They don't have blood god jade, so they can't store blood energy. After killing the opponent, they absorb a lot of blood energy and refine it while fighting. There are too many Shura tribes who break through in the killing.

However, they also retreated, and could only gradually withdraw into the city.

And the werewolf side did not continue to pursue, and the mysterious crossbow on the tower was not vegetarian either.

After withdrawing from the city, the defensive formation in the city was officially activated.

"Haha, this battle was really fun!"

Mu Kuang returned to the city and said with a smile, his blood-stained body gradually returned to normal.

"Yeah, in this battle, I have gained a lot of insight into my swordsmanship, and I have directly cultivated to the level of Dacheng."

Bai Ziyue also laughed.

The cultivation base of Tianpo Realm doesn't go too deep into the center of the battlefield, and it's not easy to fall. When encountering a strong man whose cultivation base is too high, he will immediately retreat.

And like Mu Feng, geniuses with low realm and high combat power are still a minority.

And Mu Feng looked outside the city where the sky was gradually darkening, his expression was not very good, because more and more werewolves gathered more than ten miles away from Bianjiang City, and countless wolves rose from the ground. tent.

Ten miles away, there is a place full of werewolves gathering in darkness, and the devilish energy emitted can change the color of the world.

"Marshal, more and more demon wolves are gathering. I'm afraid they will launch a real general attack tomorrow."

A demon general looked at more and more demon wolf clansmen gathering outside the city and said with a gloomy expression.

Tao Yuan frowned and asked, "How long will it take for the reinforcements to arrive?"

"Going back to Marshal, I'm afraid it will take a day and a night, the soonest, I will arrive tomorrow evening"

intelligence officials said.

"Tomorrow evening...tomorrow, I'm afraid there will be a real big battle"

Tao Yuan squinted his eyes and said, and then ordered: "Distribute the elixir to replenish physical strength, so that all soldiers can return to their best condition."

"promise!"

One after another voices should be, the soldiers of the Military Supplies Department began to distribute the spirit pills to each of the demon soldiers.

And those powerful monks in the city can also receive some pills.

Everyone is trying their best to restore their combat effectiveness and physical strength.

As for Mu Feng, he walked towards the party alone.

"Little Lord!"

Seeing Mu Feng's arrival, a member of the Asura clan got up and cast a reverent look at Mu Feng.

"Little Lord"

Mo Hu, Mo Sanlang and others also came to see the ceremony.

The cultivation base of Mo Hu and others has also broken through to the third level of the Heavenly Soul Realm, and they still have the appearance of breaking through the realm.

"How has the past six months been?"

Mu Feng leaned against the side of the city tower with his hands behind his back, looked towards the distant werewolf clan and asked through voice transmission.

"This Devil Wolf Field is indeed the best battlefield for our clan. In the past six months, 28 members of our clan have broken through the king realm. In today's battle, there are 12 more people who have broken through the realm and reached the king realm. Now the king of our clan There are already more than forty people.”

Mo Sanlang said via voice transmission.

If the conversation between the two is spread and heard by others, how many people will be scared to death.

Nima, more than 20 kings have been added in half a year. In a bloody battle in one day, eleven people broke through and became kings. How many ascetic monks would be jealous and vomit blood to death.

"However, in today's battle, our family also lost sixty-eight Shuras. The Zhou Wu Dynasty, Lei Shan and others have successively sent over two hundred new Shura disciples in the past six months."

Mo Sanlang reported.

"That's right, on the bright side, don't expose all your strength, at most ten kings will show their combat strength in front of the world, otherwise they will rise too fast and too dazzlingly to attract others' attention."

Mu Feng continued to speak via voice transmission.

"Subordinates understand"

Mo Sanlang nodded.

"After the Demon Wolf Clan is repulsed this time, our clan will also establish a foothold on the Demon Wolf Plain. After all, Bianjiang City is full of mixed fish and dragons, and there are many people with mixed eyes. Also, if it is not absolutely necessary, we must not let the clansmen reveal their identity as Shuras. .Otherwise, others will contact me"

Mu Feng said again, Mo Sanlang understood.

"Ten years, Brother Mo, I will give you ten years. In ten years, I will have a group of clansmen who can gain a foothold in the forest of the world's strongest. In twenty years, I will have nine years for Mu Feng's Asura clan in this world. become!"

Mu Feng said with deep eyes, those blood-colored eyes contained a monstrous ambition!

"Give me twenty years, and I will cultivate for the young master a group of powerful people who dare to challenge any force in this world!"

Mo Sanlang was also passionate, clenched his fists and said firmly.

The bigger Mu Feng's ambition was, the more excited Mo Sanlang was. Following a person who only dared to live in one side, the people under his command would never be successful.

Following an ambitious lord of the world, if he becomes an emperor, who would not worship a general or a marquis under his command?

For those who want to achieve great things, the only thing they can't lack is ambition!

"Haha, what I want is this sentence. This world has been reversed for thousands of years and is controlled by these people. The climate of this Tianwu Continent and the sky of this Tianwu Continent have also changed."

Mu Feng laughed out loud, patted Mo Sanlang on the shoulder, and then left.

"Third brother, what did the young master tell you? It's so mysterious"

After Mu Feng left, Mo Hu asked.

"Young master, he gave me a heart"

Mo Sanlang said.

"A heart? What heart? Asura heart?"

Mo Hu, Zhou Wenquan and others all looked blank.

"No, it's an ambition. This heart can expand infinitely. It can let me completely let go of my hands and feet. It can give me infinite courage and motivation."

Mo Sanlang laughed.

"Ambition? Playing charades again"

Mo Hu muttered.

And Kong Yan looked at Mu Feng's back, thoughtful, and a trace of firmness gradually appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"If you want the world, then I will become the sharpest sword in your hands to fight the world!"

"Brother, everyone, please practice hard, the young master doesn't give us much time."

Mo Sanlang patted his elder brother on the shoulder and laughed, looking at the vast sky.

"I also want to follow in his footsteps, stand at the highest point, and see what it's like to be trampled underfoot in this world!"