Chapter 622: Defeated by Black Horn

Mu Feng roared furiously, and punched out violently, the blood flames in his body poured into the fist, and blasted out in the violent movement of the Nine Flame Fist.

boom……!

When the punch was released, blood flames swept across it, condensing into a blood flame punch that punched Heijiao's domineering punch.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The black-horned fist light was unstoppable, and directly shattered Mu Feng's fist strength, and the violent force continued to attack. Mu Feng's other palm condensed the Dao pattern, turned into a golden dragon claw, and bombarded out, Fang shattered the fist light, However, the force of the punch hit Mu Feng's body, and it was still so shocking that Mu Feng vomited blood and retreated.

"Aren't you vulnerable!"

Black Horn sneered.

Mu Feng's blood eyes were serious, Yuan Zong of Linghai Realm was too strong, even if the opponent had just entered Linghai, but the strength was still not comparable to that of Yuandan Realm, and the attack of this black horn already contained the true meaning of martial arts and the true meaning of power.

Under normal circumstances, unless he performed the Blood Sacrifice again, it would be impossible for him to face Black Horn head-on.

"I will crush your bones inch by inch!"

While speaking, Black Horn stepped towards Mu Feng, rolled the demon yuan and moved, bursting into Yuanguang, and continued to smash down Mu Feng with one palm.

The power of the palm was violent, and a yellow palm print bombarded him, and the wave of the hand caused the spiritual energy of the world to roar, affecting the world.

In Mu Feng's hand, a mottled ancient sword suddenly appeared, with a ferocious aura permeating the sword, blood and Yuan Li frantically poured into the sword, the ferocious sword intent soared into the sky, and Yuan Li formed patterns in the sword.

"Break the Void Pattern Slash!"

Mu Feng roared, and swung his sword out. The ancient sword erupted with a blood-colored light that was surrounded by golden talismans and cut through the sky. The sword energy swept across the sky and the earth.

boom……!

The Fu Guang sword light slashed on the palm print, splitting the palm print in two, extremely sharp, and the sword light also shattered.

"Spirit weapon!"

Heijiao was startled, and looked at the ancient sword in Mu Feng's hand, a burst of greed broke out in an instant. With a roar, he swung his fists, and the powerful and unrivaled fists rushed towards Mu Feng.

Mu Feng swung his sword and slashed non-stop. This ancient evil sword was astonishingly powerful. With him, Mu Feng could barely crush Black Horn's attack.

Xiaotian, Xiao Diao, Diao Mei and the others clenched their fists and nervously watched the battle above.

Boom...!

The force of a fist was unstoppable, Mu Feng was unable to defend himself, and was bombarded by the punch. Mu Feng let out a muffled groan, and was spitting blood and flew away. He slammed into a mountain wall hard. out of the pit.

Mu Feng fell to the ground and spat out blood with his sword.

"A strong body"

Heijiao was slightly shocked that he hadn't been blasted yet, and then violently charged towards Mu Feng, intending to suppress and kill Mu Feng.

"Brother!"

Xiaotian roared furiously, his body roared and turned into a jellyfish, he slammed at Heijiao fiercely, and blasted at Heijiao with a mouthful of Yuanli flames.

"Ling Jiao!"

Heijiao was slightly surprised, then sneered, raised his palm and slammed it out, scattering the flames with the strength of his palm.

Hoo hoo...!

And the white flood dragon's tail was as fast as lightning, and violently struck at the black horn, the power of this tail was no less than the power of the eight elephants.

Heijiao's palm instantly became huge, and he grabbed Xiaotian's tail and whipped him. He lifted Xiaotian's huge body and slapped him fiercely in the valley.

cry!

With a cry that pierced through the air, a huge red thunder carving came to kill through the air.

"Thunder God Breaks!"

The power of thunder blasted out of Ling Yun's body, turning into a huge thunder eagle that soared to the sky and fell down. Lei Wei shook the void.

"It's annoying"

Heijiao frowned, and punched, the light of the fist directly shattered the domineering thunder strike, and the berserk energy charged towards Ling Yun, causing Ling Yun's feathers to fall off.

With Black Horn's strength, even if the three brothers joined forces, they couldn't stop it.

And Mu Feng watched Heijiao and Xiaotian Lingyun fight coldly, without help, the blood energy in his body gushed out and turned into formations, forming a battle formation.

"ah"

Xiaotian howled miserably, and was thrown into the canyon by Black Horn's punch again. It was difficult to get up, and how many bones in his body were broken.

Xiao Diao cried out in grief, and rushed to Xiaotian, while Ling Yun was constantly bombarding and harassing Black Horn with his astonishing speed, delaying Mu Feng's time.

"It's so easy to deal with them with the strength of adults, we don't need to intervene at all"

The demon cultivators in the distance looked at the battle and said relaxedly.

"Naturally, my lord is a strong demon sect, how can a cultivator at the Yuandan realm beat him?"

"Look, what is that half-demon boy doing?"

Some demon cultivators looked at Mu Feng who did not continue to intervene. They already regarded Mu Feng as a human race with half demon blood.

"Damn it, get out!"

Heijiao was irritated by Ling Yun's harassment, roaring and punching the void, covering the sky and earth, suppressing one void.

boom!

Ling Yun was hit by one of the punches, screamed and vomited blood, his body was thrown into the bamboo forest in the distance, and how many green bamboos were broken.

"Ho! Ho!..."

But at this moment, there were bursts of dragon roars, and eight blood-colored flood dragons condensed out of the void around Mu Feng, bursting out with bursts of talisman light, exuding billowing majesty.

Spirit Formation, Eight Flood Dragons Covering the Sea Formation!

Mu Feng stepped on one dragon, and the air mechanism controlled the eight dragons to roar and kill, the power was astonishing.

Heijiao's complexion changed slightly, and he rushed out with a fist, the fist was so bright that it wanted to kill Mu Feng.

"Roar……!"

The eight dragons roared, and eight powerful strands blasted out from their mouths, turning into blood-colored sea currents and roaring, sweeping across Amano.

Eight Jiaos Covering the Sea

boom……!

The eight torrents of energy bombarded the fist light, directly blasting the fist light, and suppressed the impact on Black Horn.

Boom!

Black Horn was blown away by the eight strands of energy, and he was shocked to see the young man who came to step on the control formation.

"You are still a spirit pattern master!"

Black Horn roared.

"You know it's too late"

Mu Feng said indifferently, the eight dragons roared and attacked at the same time, bombarding Black Horn non-stop, comparable to the killing power of the Spirit Sect, constantly attacking and killing the Black Horn Demon Sect.

The demon cultivators in the distance watched in shock, not daring to intervene.

"ah!"

Heijiao screamed and was hit by a flood, his body was flying.

Swish!

And Mu Feng raised his sword to kill, and a Shattering Void Pattern Slashed fiercely on Heijiao's body, creating a huge bloody mouth.

Heijiao smashed into the void and fell into the valley. Mu Feng killed him coldly with his sword. A sword pierced Heijiao's chest, avoiding the heart, and stabbed Heijiao to the ground.

"ah……"

Heijiao howled miserably, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Mu Feng angrily, in disbelief.

How could it be possible that he was defeated by a human cultivator in Yuan Dan Realm?

"Master Black Horn, you have lost!"

"That kid is actually a spirit pattern master!"

The demon cultivators under Heijiao also showed shock. They couldn't believe it when they looked at Mu Feng whose sword was pierced into Heijiao.

"Brother Mu Feng actually won the fight."

Xiao Diao, Diao Mei, looked at Mu Feng who had defeated Black Horn, and couldn't believe it. He was a strong Demon Sect at the Spirit Sea Realm.

"Boy, what kind of strength is it to use formations? If you have the ability to fight me head-on!"

Black Horn roared, obviously unwilling.

"Martial arts fight to kill, winner and loser, you don't care what method I use, you lose in the end."

Mu Feng said coldly, as long as his sword misses by an inch, he can tear his heart apart and kill Black Horn.