Chapter 748 Final Stage

"Okay, don't cry, they are all cats"

Mu Feng pinched Miao Huan's face and smiled.

"You are still laughing, if you come one step later, people will be insulted by that beast."

Miao Huan punched Mu Feng with a small fist and hummed softly.

"Are they from that Demon Sect? Why are they so unbearable?"

Mu Feng frowned and asked, this group of demon cultivators must be too lustful.

"If I'm not wrong, they should all be disciples of the Yin-Yang Hehuan Sect in Youzhou. This demon sect is best at the art of Yin-Yang harvesting and nourishing. "

Ren Yu said that he was born in a big family, so he still has a wide range of knowledge.

"Yin-Yang Acacia Sect..."

Mu Feng murmured to himself, secretly hating this sect, Wan'er and Miao Huan were almost killed by disciples of this sect.

Cultivating a myriad of skills, there are those who cultivate various elements such as thunder, flame, wind, cold, metal, wood, water, light, magic energy, and even the power of space. Dislike any kind of cultivation path.

But this sect did arouse Mu Feng's disgust.

In the outside world, Li Yang, the suzerain of the Yin-Yang Hehuan Sect, saw that Qian Yin was killed and all the disciples of his own sect were abolished, his face was a little gloomy.

"A group of thieves finally got some retribution"

Seeing this scene, the people of Bingxin Valley couldn't help but sarcastically said that it was the first time that they had a slight liking for Mu Feng.

Bingxin Valley Master Bingchan's eyes were calm, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"Who is that little guy? Does he know Huan'er?"

The Beaver King Palace, the Beaver King asked.

"I don't know about this subordinate. Depending on the situation, he should be Miss's friend."

Said the powerful demon sect under his command.

"He saved my daughter once, the Qianlong Festival is over, I have to thank this little guy a lot"

The Beaver King said, and then he stopped talking, and had a slight liking for Mu Feng.

"It's this little guy..."

Among these demon kings, one demon king saw Mu Feng, his eyes flickered slightly, showing a trace of surprise, he actually came here.

The Qianlong Festival is coming to an end, and many people who have reached the qualification for entering the list have flown to Shengyuan Mountain, where there will be a series of stunning duels.

In a certain area, there is also a group of battles going on here.

A group of disciples from the Dongfang family are fighting fiercely with disciples from another big force, but the situation in this battle is almost all in favor of the disciples of the Dongfang family.

"Big Sun Palm!"

Among the crowd, Dongfang Yunxiao, who was dressed in a golden robe and blond hair, radiated the light of the sun from his whole body, surrounded by the real fire of the sun, and blasted out with a palm of the sun. The violent palm strength covered hundreds of meters, and more than a dozen people lost their lives with one palm. Without the ability to fight, the fighting power is terrifying.

Swish!

A sword light cut through the air, and a young man roared towards Dongfang Yunxiao with a sword in his hand. The sword intent contained in this sword was astonishing. The sword energy swept all directions, and a blue sword light violently killed.

"Lan Zhan, it seems that you haven't made much progress yet."

Facing this sword, Dongfang Yunxiao did not dodge or evade, and concentrated the astonishing power of the sun with one finger, and the real fire of the sun permeated the air.

A red-gold crescent moon burst out from Dongfang Yunxiao's finger, turning into a round of golden moon and bombarding the sword.

Boom...!

That sword that contained astonishing sword energy, the sword glow shattered inch by inch under this sword, Yanyue's finger strength was extremely violent, smashing this sword, and the power of Yanyang bombarded the young man's body.

Pfft...!

The young man's complexion changed drastically, he vomited blood and retreated from the shock of a finger, staring at Dongfang Yunxiao in shock.

His name is Lan Zhan, he is ranked seventeenth in the Qianlong list, and he is very powerful, but he can't even catch Dongfang Yunxiao with a single finger.

"Is this your current strength? I'm afraid your combat power has surpassed the limit of Wu Cang and Yuan Dan's realm."

Lan Zhan looked at Dongfang Yunxiao and said with a wry smile.

"Under the spiritual sea realm, I am invincible"

Dongfang Yunxiao said proudly: "This time, when I take the first place on the Qianlong list, I will break through the realm of Yuandan and fight Wu Cang again. I will prove to the world that I, Dongfang Yunxiao, am stronger than him."

"I'll be there to watch that battle, take the Dragon Qi."

Lan Zhan said bitterly, more than twenty feet of dragon energy gushed out of his body, half of which was swallowed by Dongfang Yunxiao.

"Roar……!"

Dongfang Yunxiao devoured Lan Zhan's dragon energy, and the dragon energy in his body roared to a length of seventy feet, and the phantom of the flood dragon roared into the sky.

"It's almost time. It's time to wait for Qianlong Mountain and fight against Muqing and Pengfei."

Dongfang Yunxiao murmured, looking in a certain direction, his figure moved, turned into a golden light, and flew towards the center of Shengyuan Mountain, Qianlong Mountain.

The ranking on the Hidden Dragon Ranking will eventually be determined where it will be won.

On another battlefield, a man in green clothes fluttered, with a long sword in his hand that was as strange as the wind. His speed was astonishing, as fast as an afterimage. Every time the sword light fell, someone would be seriously injured by his sword and be robbed of his dragon energy.

"Eight Wind Sword Slash!"

Mu Qing slashed out with a sword, and the sword qi turned into eight violent whirlwinds, sweeping and killing in all directions, one after another sword qi tore out, stirring up the situation, more than ten people were injured by this sword, some even fell under the sword, Swordsmanship is really scary.

Under the leadership of Mu Qing, the disciples of the Muyun Sect are almost all invincible, and several of the disciples of the Muyun Sect have reached the point of being listed on the Qianlong list.

"I lost, this time, you should be at the top of the Qianlong list."

The leader of the other side directly surrendered to Mu Qing, under his sword, he couldn't make two moves.

"The top of the Qianlong list... I don't know how strong Dongfang Yunxiao and Pengfei have reached..."

Mu Qing narrowed his eyes, although he had learned a powerful technique and his strength had improved a lot, but he didn't think that Dongfang Yunxiao, Pengfei and others were far away.

"It's a pity that I didn't get the first place last time. This time, I must make up for it."

Mu Qing clenched the sword in his hand, this time he won the first place in the Qianlong list, and he will not give it up to others.

"cracking……!"

With a sound of Peng Xiao shaking the sky, a cyan roc figure passed by, its wings turned into the sharpest swords and slashed at his opponent.

"Go away!"

The man roared, and swept out with a battle gun in his hand, resisting this type of attack.

Pooh!

But this roc's slash was extremely sharp, comparable to a sharp weapon of a magic weapon. It directly cut off the battle spear, chopped the man in half, and plundered the dragon's energy.

Afterwards, Feng Peng turned into a cyan streamer and slashed at others. No one could bear the power of his slash. Wherever his wings passed, there were only screams of blood and corpses. Dozens of people, most of them fell before Peng Fei. hand.

Dragon energy poured into the body of the blue roc, and the roc's demonic energy rolled, turning into a young man in a green robe with unruly eyes.

"It's time for the final decisive battle, Dongfang Yunxiao, Muqing, you all are ready to tremble!"

Pengfei looked in the direction of Shengyuan Mountain coldly and arrogantly. The final battle of Qianlong Festival was about to start!