Chapter 99 Guardian

"Is that it?" Looking at the oncoming beast, Lingbu's face was calm, and the left wing could block the roaring beast. No matter how it collided, it could not make any more.

"Now I will make a sacred judgment on you!" A huge sacred breath broke out from Lingbu's body, as if the Sanskrit sound from the sky was singing, and the light came from the sky, and the whole space was trembling, as if it were the end of the world.

"Stigma!" An inaudible voice came from Ling Bu's mouth, and a shallow golden mark appeared on Ling Bu's charming forehead at this time, like a small sun exploding. The dazzling white light bloomed in this space, and all the tangible qualities where he passed were swallowed by the white light.

The space collapsed, and a huge sword burning with dazzling white light appeared in Ling Bu's hand, holding the sword in one hand. The man was surprised to find that the space he was completely imprisoned, and the beast shadow behind him roared up to the sky, as if it was extremely painful.

"Destroy!" He gently stroked twice in the direction of the man with the sword, "Ah..." The man looked painful, spit out a big mouthful of blood, and then collapsed in the void with a bang.

With a slight sigh, the white light around began to dissipate. Only Ling Bu appeared on the ring, and his walking disappeared on the ring in an instant, leaving a shocked face.

Looking at Ling Bu's disappeared figure, Mu Feng seemed to be a little surprised. Although he didn't know what kind of battle happened in the white light at that time, he actually wiped out many opponents stronger than him with his seventh-level primary strength. Mu Feng, who had made a hand with Ling Bu deeply understand that he used his big broken hand to directly lose the battle. Ability, otherwise the consequences are unpredictable.

"cheng rang..." Mu Feng's golden lightsaber pressed against the man's throat. The man swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and the cold sweat slipped down from the man's temples. Is it the last game?" In two months, Mu Feng has successfully won 20 games in a row, and waiting for his opponent is also a genius who has also won 20 games in a row.

"How about it?" Out of the independent space, Mu Feng asked West Asia on the side.

"Fifteenth..."

Since Mufeng and several people gradually became familiar with the first floor of the Hundred War Pavilion, the monster went back to their second level of trials. Ling Bu accepted Mu Feng's invitation and had some care for each other. Ling Bu has won 17 games in a row, only three games less than Mu Feng, just because Ling Bu is not as fanatical as Mu Feng.

Mu Feng felt that it was necessary to explore the second floor earlier than them. First, if he is unlucky, he is likely to meet his own people. This is by no means what Mu Feng is willing to see. Second, he can better understand the situation of the second level when he meets the monster.

In the independent space, Mu Feng sat quietly waiting for the final trial of the first floor. After a while, a light curtain appeared over the space, showing Mufeng's opponent information: Yin Er, 47 losses 2, status: Guardian. An hour later, a white light shot at Mufeng's body, and the light dissipated and Mufeng disappeared in place. The opponent is a young man who is not tall and slightly dark with a slightly dark skin. He has a firm face and is about two years older than Mu Feng, and has the strength of the seventh level.

The battle site this time is in a dense virgin forest, surrounded by tall trees that cover the sky and the sun. The space here is not as narrow as imagined. The golden big hand condensed into the void behind Yin Er and patted quickly towards the opponent. Surprisingly, the opponent did not mean to dodge. With a loud bang, the golden big hand fell on the ground, splashing a large area of dust and fallen leaves. Yin Er's figure appeared in place after dissipating without any damage.

"Interesting..." Mu Feng's eyes did not see how his opponent did it. His body disappeared in place and appeared beside Yin Er. Instant kill!" Mu Feng's voice came clearly. The next moment, Yin Er's body was imprisoned in place without accident. The golden energy kept swimming on him. He had not seen his opponent move for a long time. Mu Feng wondered, shouldn't it be so easy? The imprisonment was evacuated, and Yin Er's figure turned into dust and scattered on the ground.

Mu Feng is alert that this is definitely not the opponent's entity. From the beginning, he may have fallen into the trap of others, and an illusory figure has somehow wrapped around Mu Feng's body. Teleportation!" Flashing to a big tree, Mu Feng looked at the empty battlefield below.

The silver light flashed, and the structure of a trace of space clearly reflected the eyes of the wind, flowing quietly around the wind like silk peeling cocoon. No?" The other party seemed to disappear out of thin air, and there was a subtle space flow behind his head. Mu Feng sneered in his heart, but he still couldn't help doing it? Pretending not to know, Yin Er's arm really grabbed Mu Feng, and Mu Feng's body, which was hit hard, flew backwards.

Yin Er, who was about to get out, was surprised to find that his body could not move. He didn't know when a disk appeared in his sky. A faint white light poured down from above, and his figure was imprisoned and unable to move. The thin palm that flashed with golden light was pressed against him. Yin Er's expression was still the same. It's not that he didn't want to, but he couldn't. No one would feel good if he was hit by a blunt-like palm.

"Is that it?" Mu Feng's golden energy phantom light blade pierced Yin Er's body and said disdainfully that what he wanted to praise was that his opponent's hidden skills were really strong and magical. The big hand condensed into golden energy grabbed Yin Er. Huh?" Unexpectedly, the opponent's figure disappeared again, and his golden hand penetrated through the white light.

"Hey, the order of that disk is not low!" Yin Er's body appeared not far from Mu Feng and praised it. And the back figure is like integrating with the surrounding space and losing its trace.

"Oh?" I didn't expect that the opponent could break free from the shackles of the disk. This is the first time I have encountered it since I owned the disk. The only explanation is that the opponent also has a high-level treasure weapon. Mu Feng is right. Yin Er does have a heavenly primary "grave guard cloak" that can shield the heavenly level. A rare treasure of mental perception.

"The art of witchcraft!" There was a loud and loud sound over the forest, and as soon as the words fell, dense creatures appeared from the spiritual perception of Mufeng, and they kept coming towards Mufeng.

I don't know where the insects and monsters crawled out of the forest, and all the plants were swallowed up. The golden big hand shot at the insect group out of thin air. With a bang, all the insects that hit were killed, but they were instantly submerged by tide-like insects, and several huge and unknown species of warcraft also joined the encirclement.

"Do you really need this?" There was no surprise on his face, but at this time, Mu Feng asked Yin Er, who was hidden in the void.

"Let's break this group first. By the way, this can devour human energy and summoned by secret methods. Don't underestimate them." After saying this, Yin Er seemed to be silent again.

"Martial soul, start to work..." Mu Feng spread his voice to the martial soul that has been hiding under the power of the original soul.

"No, I'm not idle and have nothing to do, so I let you drink around?" The dissatisfied spiritual idea of the martial soul hiding in the stone blade came.

"Don't, right?" Unexpectedly, the martial soul had to bargain at such a time of crisis. Then the Taihuang's heart was stimulated by Mu Feng, and the power of the original soul in his body was lifted into the sky. The stone blade was washed out, and the spiritual idea flashed. The stone blade appeared in Mu Feng's hand out of thin air. After all, this was mediated by Mu Feng's essence and blood. The middleman of the martial soul was only a bridge marriage. Function.

As soon as the stone blade appeared, a faint and simple breath spread away. The original tide-like insects seemed to have encountered something terrible, receding several times faster than before.

"The art of witchcraft? You are not from Tianxuan Continent, are you? Mu Feng's faint voice resounded in this battlefield, as if all this was planned.

"It's not over..." Yin Er's figure has been hidden in the dark.

"Do you really think there's nothing I can do about you?" Mu Feng looked up at a void, and the silver light kept swallowing in his eyes.

"Doomsday last words..." First of all, deep cracks spread from the feet of the wind. The earth was trembling, and the towering trees were tilting. It was really like the arrival of the end. The dark gas floated from the earth and gradually condensed into undead bodies in the void, with different forms.

The overwhelming undead roared towards the wind, and the golden light emitted a frightening breath through the stone blade, but the undead was unconscious, and the only thing they had was to carry out the master's order.

The golden wind came out through the stone blade, and the wind split over itself. In this world dominated by the black undead, the golden wind was indeed so dazzling, and the overwhelming undead instantly drowned the wind.

"Cough..." Yin Er's figure appeared in the sky, and blood spit out from his mouth. Although he had been prepared for a long time, the golden light just now came too fast, and most importantly, his "grave guard cloak" was actually cut by the wind. You know, it was a primary treasure of the heavenly level.

However, when he saw the dense army of the undead below, Yin Er was slightly relieved. No matter how strong you are under this tactic, your energy will be exhausted and die. Bang..." The army of the dead was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a faint shadow was roaring up to the sky.

A black wind broke through the bondage, and the dead turned into dust and dissipated everywhere. Mu Feng looked at Yin Er in the distance with a sneer, and an inexplicable murderous intention arose. The figure disappeared in place, and the thin arms with black smell grabbed Yin Er's body. Yin Er, who lost the "grave guard cloak", can't avoid Mu Feng's attack at all. Even if there is a prediction in advance, Mu Feng's speed and strength have climbed to another height in his current state.