C1179 dying struggle

Mu Yangfeng was already in an extremely sorry state. He definitely could not accept it, his jet black hair turned white in an instant, and he looked like a lonely old man.

However, the devilish bacteria in his body was no longer able to fuse with the power above. Under his furious roars, his body was once again attacked by the huge attack of the Ancient Devil. Pah!

The huge palm slammed him down heavily onto the ground.

A three meter deep crater appeared on Murong Chen's lips. He did not look guilty at all, but on his face, he was laughing out loud.

"I'm sure that old thing is dead. If he can't even die from this sort of attack, then he's really capable!"

When the Ancient Devil pulled one of his fingers out of the hole, everyone saw a body covered in blood. He was limp like a dead man, but they could still see his breath.

"What?" "He's still not dead?" Murong Chen stroked Meng Xian'er's bottom, and laughed arrogantly.

Mu Yangfeng didn't even have the strength to struggle anymore, which showed that he was not even a threat.

"Bastard, worse than dogs and pigs, wolf's ambition, Murong Chen, you will die a horrible death!"

Although they were cursing, no one dared to go forward because the demonic energy in Great Ancient Devil was soaring to the sky, and even people with a circumference of a hundred meters couldn't approach it.

At this time, the ones who were most happy were Long Yan and the people from the Heavenly Saints Clan. But after thinking about it for a bit, they killed Mu Yangfeng, and Murong Chen might become an even harder enemy to deal with.

"Do I need to help him? At least he won't be so cruel." Long Yan hesitated for a moment and thought that Wan Yue's current life was the most important thing. She definitely could not reveal herself right now.

If he wasn't able to save them, and was discovered by Murong Chen, then it would be terrible.

Mu Yangfeng was the dignified number one Martial Alliance Head of the Profound Martial God Realm. He did not expect that he would fall to the point of being killed by his own chief disciple, and even become his adopted son. How much importance did he have for him?

Long Yan tightly clenched his fists. It could be said that if Murong Chen really ruled over the Profound Martial God Realm, then it would become even more dark.

Without Guan Gong's strength, no one could save him.

A formidable figure of his generation had fallen just like that!

"Master, my fake foster father, go and die for me." Murong Chen finally launched another attack.

With a sudden wave of the Mighty Heaven Wand, Great Ancient Devil threw it away, causing the already dying Mu Yangfeng to completely lose consciousness.

At this time, Murong Chen slowly walked towards him, and said with a voice filled with ridicule: "Die, you no longer have the face to live in this world, from now on I will sit in your position, of course you listen well, this position was struck down by this father, and you don't have to give it up to me.

Murong Chen was completely caught off guard, but at that moment, Mu Yangfeng suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was alive again. In the final life and death battle, he pounced on his, his speed was extremely fast.

"I think the one who should die is you." Mu Yangfeng endured the most pain as he used the last bit of his strength in his body to struggle.

Murong Chen would never have imagined that Mu Yangfeng, who was clearly about to die, would actually unleash such a powerful attack. Endure, a person who knows how to endure, was the most terrifying one, but he reacted and quickly retreated.

After all, one of his arms was missing, so even with his cultivation at the third level of the Earth Martial Spirit, it was still not enough to face him. At this time, it was already too late to control the Great Ancient Devil.

And the only person who could save him was Meng Xian'er.

"Quick, save me!" Murong Chen shouted loudly, he did not expect this sudden change, and rushed towards the two of them.

This was probably the most nervous time Murong Chen had. The matter had suddenly changed, and Chen Zilin and the rest were so shocked they couldn't speak.

Even if Mu Yangfeng managed to kill Murong Chen, he would have been killed by him in the end. However, Meng Xian'er had also immediately reacted to it, she had actually only hoped that the both of them would die, and that was the best outcome.

She was waiting, waiting for Mu Yangfeng to kill Murong Chen, and then she would kill Mu Yangfeng, so that she could obtain the Sky Lifting Wand, control the Ancient Devil, and seize the Spirit Dragon Celestial Ganoderma.

In the distance, Long Yan was even more shocked.

No one knew what would happen next.

At present, Meng Xian'er seemed to be the biggest winner. Even Murong Chen could feel a chill on his back.

"Why? I was too careless and underestimated Mu Yangfeng. My death was not worth it." Murong Chen was completely terrified, his entire body feeling a chill.

Behind him, there was an incomparably huge cold light. It was the tip of a sword that was condensed from Mu Yang's Huang Feng's fingers, and was about to instantly kill the Murong Chen in front of him.

In that instant, darkness appeared before his eyes. It was the fear of being enveloped by the aura of death.

"No!"

Meng Xian'er was neither fast nor slow, she was so pleased that she almost laughed out loud.

However, the situation had once again turned comedic!

And then, peng! A huge explosion resounded behind Murong Chen and a loud explosion actually came out from behind him. He turned his head around in shock and found that a huge bloody hole had been blasted open in Mu Yangfeng's chest.

"Heavens!" Murong Chen was completely shocked, he did not expect that at this critical moment, because Mu Yangfeng's body could not endure it at all, the enormous demonic fungus he had activated had completely blasted a huge hole in his chest.

Murong Chen was the first to react. A dagger slashed down crazily on his neck, and blood immediately flowed out from Mu Yangfeng's neck.

With all his might, he cut all the blood vessels connecting to his neck and grabbed onto's hair. Murong Chen stared at his head with an unwilling expression, his eyes filled with blood veins as he stared ahead with hatred and killing intent.

When you brought me to the Profound Martial God Realm all those years ago, it was a mistake. If it wasn't for me, you would have already died many years ago, come here, paid respects to my master, and even cultivated our Great Jin Dynasty's high level king level battle skill. You have already lived enough for so many years. "

This sudden turn of events caused everyone to not be able to react, and even Long Yan had his mouth wide open. Countless people were tongue-tied, and in that moment, tens of thousands of people fell silent, none of them dreamed that such a comical scene would happen.

Mu Yangfeng was dead, he was dead beyond dead, and from then on, he disappeared like smoke into thin air. His corpse was blown into pieces, and his head was kicked like a ball by Murong Chen into the crowd, causing a burst of restlessness.

Meng Xian'er used her fastest speed to get close to Murong Chen, but she felt that behind her, the even faster Great Ancient Devil was charging at her from behind. As long as she dared to kill Murong Chen, the Great Ancient Devil would immediately kill her.