Chapter 824

Facing Song Fei's heroic words, Mu Si picked up the corners of his mouth, showing strong disdain. His high eyes looked at a mouse like a cat playing.

"Arrogance!" Muse Leng shouted. The white light of the flying sword in his hand rose again and cut it to Song Fei again. "Then my spell will make you die well."

The Yin power on the flying sword was so strong that Song Fei felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and a blur began in his mind.

This sword technique can not only imprison the body, but also affect the soul.

Facing the strong ghosts and immortals, Song Fei had long been wary of soul attacks. Fortunately, he met countless strong people in the land during this period, which gave him the experience of resisting soul attacks.

The blue flame was burning, including the body and soul. Song Fei was surrounded by the flame. Like a flame elf, he waved the sky fire wheel in his hand, threw it out and collided with Muse's flying sword again.

Immediately, Song Fei's body turned into streamer and rushed out. On the way, he caught the sky fire wheel flying back upside down. As soon as the sky fire wheel touched his palm, the fire rose, carrying an infinitely concentrated cyan flame, and Song Fei's body went straight to muse.

Muse's face flashed a surprised look, subconsciously caught the flying sword flying back, and said, "you can resist my blow without dying."

Song Fei approached and looked at Mu Si closely. He grinned and showed his white teeth: "I said I would kill immortal today."

Muse opened his hands, his wide robe sounded in the wind, and the flying sword floated in front of him. With his move, the world seemed to be suddenly dark and gloomy.

"Boy, although I don't know what secret method you used to gain such power temporarily, everything is floating clouds in front of the real strength." Muse roared loudly, "this time, you won't be so lucky."

"Ha ha!" Song Fei sneered, "is this the so-called ghost fairy's pride? Even if you are weak, you dare not admit it. Today, let me break your pride, even your self-esteem and your soul into the bottomless abyss."

Song Fei's right hand stroked the space in front of him. With the rapid beating of the flame in his hand, the Yin force exerted by moss was burned by the flame. The cyan flame became brighter and brighter, and the more terrible energy burst out suddenly, which had the potential to burn the sky and boil the sea.

"Immortal level skill? How can you understand the immortal level skill." this time, Mu Si finally noticed the problem of Song Fei's skill and shouted in surprise, "no way, it must be the function of the secret method."

Muse seemed to be talking to himself and persuading himself, and then said, "it must be. Such a magical secret method must have a great reverse bite on the body. Let's see if you can hold on to a few breaths."

The flying sword was imbued with great mana in the void. Under the urging of Muse's mana, it instantly turned into the shadow of ten thousand swords and hanged Song Fei's body.

Seeing Song Fei covered by the shadow of the sword, Mu Si's face showed a ferocious expression: "the secret method is the secret method. No matter how magical it is, it can't equal the real power. Boy, see how long you can last."

The terrible shadow of the sword fell on Song Fei like rain. Song Fei's sky fire wheel resisted in front of him and welcomed the storm.

"Guild leader!" a cry of surprise came from below. The spread of the power above was too terrible and too violent, which made everyone feel frightened and scared for fear that Song Fei would be unexpected.

"Kill!" a roar came from the star array, condensed into an invisible sword in the void, and stabbed Mu Si's throat.

In the array, the golden light rose sharply, and the killing spirit of the golden way followed the sword way and stabbed Mu Si's chest.

The path of destruction was pressed down from above, and there was no shadow, only the wave of terrible power directed at muse.

Flames, storms, lightning, mountains and natural disasters formed by the condensation of various mana came amid the sound of golden and iron horses, and the attack of everyone finally broke out in an all-round way.

"Ants, don't you dare to do that." Mu Si roared, but he couldn't ignore so many attacks. Although these forces couldn't give him fatal damage, they could make him busy for a while.

"It seems that we should kill you first, and then kill your so-called guild leader." Muse sneered, and the magic power was full of fairy sword and cut down.

The towering mountain was split into two parts, the infinite flood rolled back, the fierce flame was extinguished, the storm stopped, the ghost fairy moved, earth shaking, so that everyone's attack disappeared in an instant.

They only felt that a long sword that could split heaven and earth was stabbed above their heads, and all their people resisted in front of heaven and earth and had to be severely split. The strong pressure made everyone feel difficult to breathe.

The moment brought a sense of despair. This is still a large group of friars who can stand at the top of the cultivation world. The power of immortals is too powerful and unpredictable.

One of the immortals is angry, mountains and rivers are broken, and heaven and earth collapse. It is not a joke.

With this simple hit spell, it has the tendency to destroy people.

"Roar!" facing the endless pressure of terror, Qin Shihu took the lead in issuing a roar. The long sword held up the sky, and his mana rushed to the flying sword like a tide.

"War!" even if they were immediately facing the end of death, no one retreated under the pressure of terror. With a loud cry, everyone urged their mana to the extreme.

The colorful shield is formed above everyone, holding the people upside down, and the ghost fairy's flying sword is cut on the colorful mask.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked at the junction of the fairy sword and the shield.

"Is it defended?" someone whispered.

The falling trend of the flying sword slowed down a lot, as if with the twisting force of the shield, becoming more and more slow.

"I'm sure I can hold it." many people said to themselves.

"Boo!" the fact seemed to give everyone a loud slap in the face. With a broken sound like a bubble, the whole shield instantly dissipated like stray fireworks, and the flying sword pressed down on everyone's head at the speed of lightning.

If you are cut, there will be no living mouth under a sword.

"Keep it again!" Qin Shihu shouted. At the moment, he was very calm.

"War!" although they have smelled the smell of death, everyone is very calm. Most of them, who have died once, no one can have such a calm state of mind in the face of death like them.

A fire wheel flew from a distance, and Song Fei's figure appeared above everyone's head again.

The sky fire wheel resisted the downward pressure of the flying sword. Song Fei stood above the battle of the two magic weapons and said coldly: "all step back. Today I'm going to kill the immortal alone and try how strong the immortal's magic power is."