The soldiers of the feather tribe were not idle either and slashed at the people with their swords again.

With the sound of wailing, the monks watching the battle finally discovered their conscience and began to fight with the feather soldiers with their swords.

The sword lights and sword shadows were splattering blood. It seemed that only the sound of swords and swords hit and the screams of pain were heard in the wind.

The two men fighting fiercely in the air were equally matched, and no one could hurt each other at all.

Mu Han might not be Ling Cheng's opponent in the past. Now Ling Cheng is already seriously injured and has not been healed, and he has been running around overnight. After a hundred moves, Ling Cheng is a little overwhelmed.

Mu Han saw the right time, turned his wrist sharply, and pointed his sword straight into the other party's chest with a quick and fierce sword.

Ling Cheng held the sword and pressed against the tip of the sword. Although he was lucky enough to avoid the fatal blow, he was shocked by the sword energy and retreated continuously and fell to the ground in vain.

He knelt on one knee, Zhu Xie held on the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Seeing Mu Han holding the sword, he clasped the Qiankun painting tightly, his eyes gradually faded, and after weighing the pros and cons, he finally abandoned the people and turned around and fled.

If you can't even protect the one you love, how can you care about the life and death of others? Since you have long been ruined, why do you have to be a gentleman?

Feiyu didn't seem to expect him to escape, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, Mo Yi opened his body in vain and flew to chase after him.

That's the case, wouldn't it be nice to take Ling Cheng's life with him?

Mu Han fell to the ground, looked back at the cultivators and the soldiers of the feather clan who were fighting forever, showed a gloomy smile, and then pursued Ling Cheng in the direction of escape.

What does other people have to do with him? What he wants is that today next year will be Ling Cheng's death day.

At this time, Yu Jin and Tang Ying had already led hundreds of disciples to pursue him.

Seeing Mu Han leave, the two looked at each other, waved their hands to signal their disciples to rescue them, and then followed.

The addition of a hundred monks made the battle that was originally indistinguishable from the outcome in an instant. One after another, the feather soldiers fell one after another in pool of blood, and finally turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.

At that time, Ling Cheng fled all the way to the Zhishui Lake. His physical energy consumption over the past few days made him run slower and slower, and he finally staggered and knelt on one knee.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Feiyu had fallen ten feet away in front of him. He stepped closer step by step. Yaoyan's charming face was filled with a breathtaking smile, but his eyes were filled with a bone-killing coldness.

Before he could get up, a strong wind whistled, and Ling Cheng rolled around a few times before he avoided Mu Han's sneak attack.

"Scandalous villain," Feiyu roared angrily, then opened his ink wings, hundreds of feather arrows flew out in one go, facing Mu Han.

Today, Mo Yi's revenge must be returned twice as much as possible. As for Ling Cheng, he deserves to die, but he can only die at his own hands.

Mu Han reacted very quickly, stirring his wrists back and forth, causing whirlwinds to squeeze the poisonous feather arrows into it. Then his palms were loosened and his qi dantian was aimed at the hilt of the sword and hit it out with a palm.

The powerful airflow forced the feather arrows to turn back, and the sword as fast as light rushed towards Feiyu.

Feiyu saw something wrong, and Mo Yi kept firing wildly. The feather arrows flew out again, colliding with the flipped feather arrows, and finally fell to the ground one after another, turning into a charred air and disappeared.

The long sword was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, and came straight to his chest.

His eyes gradually turned blue, and his hands turned from bottom to top, and a ball of black ink spread across his chest, dissolving the deadly sword.

The long sword fell to the ground in vain. Mu Han twitched his mouth, and his toes gently tapped on the trunk of the tree, and he wanted to fly to take back the sword.

Unexpectedly, before the palm touched the hilt of the sword, the black air in the opponent's palm attacked towards him. He rotated several times before he avoided the attack of the black air, turned around and leaned forward, grabbed the long sword and hit the opponent's throat.

Fei Yu had already been sure of his moves, leaned back, rubbed his heel all the way to the ground, his palms slightly hooked, and his fingertips swung his sharp claws three inches long, and hit the other person's face.

Mu Han realized that he was already one step late. A fierce wind blew past his face, and blood immediately sprayed. Four deep claw marks on his left face had already left on his left face. He fell to the ground and rolled several times before he supported himself with his sword to kneel on one knee.

Feiyu stoked the ink wings again, and the feather arrow flew out immediately. Mu Han was powerless to change his moves and blocked it. His eyes flew across the lake, as if the wind was coming from his feet, and he plunged into the lake.

In an instant, only Ling Cheng and Fei Yu were left by the lake. The eyes were facing each other, and the two sides were different.

Ling Cheng hesitated whether to hand over Qiankun painting to Feiyu. After all, he is now on the target of public criticism and lives a life of licking blood from the blade every day. He doesn't know if he can still protect Ye Ling.

He had known for a long time that Feiyu had no less feelings for Ye Ling than he had. Although he killed innocent people indiscriminately and had extreme actions, it just showed that he cared about Ye Ling and was a trustworthy person.

If he told him that Ling'er was still alive, he might be able to let go of his hatred and lead her to a life of peace and stability.

But Feiyu just wanted to kill him and avenge Ye Ling and the fox clan.

Ling Cheng was about to tell everything, but he heard a burst of rapid footsteps. Then Tang Ying and Yu Jin stopped him and Fei Yu in the center one after another.

"Beasts actually colluded with the demon clan and killed the people, which is a huge crime! Today, the owner of this island will abandon you as a disaster." Yu Jin cursed angrily and attacked with a sword without saying anything.

Seeing this, Tang Ying raised his sword and stabbed Feiyu in the back.

The fight began again, and four extremely fast figures rushed into the air from the ground, fighting each other, but they were so fast that they couldn't even see the figure clearly.

There seemed to be only fragments of fire in the air, and there was only the sound of thunderous impact in my ears.

Mo Se figure flashed by, and after dodging Tang Ying's attack, he slashed hard on the other party's shoulder with a backhand.

Tang Ying could not dodge and his arm was hit by the opponent. His sharp eagle claws were deeply trapped in the bones. When his palm was pulled back, it caused blood to spray.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind whistled behind him, and he was kicked in the back, then fell from the air to the ground, spitting out blood and winding.

He hurriedly tore off his sleeves and saw that the four holes were black and festering. He knew that the other party's eagle claws had tempered the poison.

There was almost no moment of hesitation, and with a painful scream, he directly cut off his left arm.

The blood-dreaming broken arm fell to the ground, and the bright yellow clothes were covered with blood. He gritted his teeth, but his face was still twisted.

If not, once toxins invade the internal organs, not to mention whether the cultivation can be saved, even their lives will be worrying.

Feiyu stepped on Fanye, raised his mouth, his eyes were full of disdain. So what if he broke his arm, he could not escape death!

The ink wings opened in vain, and the feather arrows fell down again.

Tang Ying was still in shock. Facing countless oncoming feather arrows, he even forgot to counterattack.

The calm lake surface suddenly rippled, and Mu Han jumped into the air from the water, raised his sword and opened his bow, and slashed straight to the lake surface. The powerful impact immediately caused a storm and stormed the feather arrow all the way.

Since it is an illusion, it will definitely be able to be broken!

Although Feiyu's feather arrow was extremely poisonous, it dissipated when it encountered water. Ye Ling once used the water control technique to destroy the demon poison he tempered. Mu Han's move was similar, which just happened to crack his fantasy feather arrow.

Feiyu's face gradually faded, and he immediately put away his ink wings, hooked his claws slightly, and swooped down, heading straight to Tang Ying's throat.

Tang Ying recovered and moved quickly, his sword stirring back and forth in the air, making people dazzled and unable to see.

Clear and real.

Feiyu was not idle either, and the eagle claws swept across, and a huge locust tree cut off and smashed heavily at Tang Ying.

He felt that the light suddenly became dark, and Tang Ying thought it was not good, so he wanted to stop and escape. However, the locust tree fell so quickly that he could not dodge, so he was completely pressed under the tree.

Fei Yu stood still, looking at all this coldly, exerting light force between his palms, and a short black blade was held in his palm, and then he stepped towards the collapsed locust tree step by step.

Mu Han always watched coldly, his face full of smiles, but the smile made people afraid and terrifying.

If it were said that the number one hero who helped him win Lingxi was really the one who was in front of him. If it weren't for being injured by him last time, how could he know Ye Ling's existence?

Without Ye Ling, the key piece, Lingxi would never have fallen into his hands in his life.

Since that's the case, I'll give him some pleasure!

He gently tapped his toes on the lake surface and ran towards Feiyu, and wanted to take advantage of his unpreparedness and seal his throat with one sword.

But he still underestimated the other party too much. Feiyu had long expected that there would be this sinister villain, and the short blade was prepared for him.

And this short blade is the once destroyed Mo Yu.

On the day Ye Ling got married, he did destroy Mo Yu, but later he found that he was even more painful to lose Mo Yu. After several considerations, he reshaped Mo Yu again, which was even more toxic than before.

Mo Yu waved his sleeves and Mo Yu immediately took off his palm and then hit Mu Han's chest.

Mu Han hurriedly changed his moves and wanted to block Mo Yu's attack, but he was still one step late. Seeing that it was approaching his chest, he had to dodge sideways, but he still said.

Mo Yu pierced into his chest and then quickly hid in it. He thought very quickly, quickly sealed the acupoints, took off the "Hundred Poisons Clear" he carried with him, and swallowed them all, so that the toxins did not erode the internal organs.

The wound is only two minutes away from the heart. If you hide one step later, you will be killed on the spot.

Feiyu smiled coldly, then rushed forward, and his palm hit the other party's throat.

Even if Mo Yu failed to take Mu Han's life immediately, he had no extra strength to fight back. Killing him was easy.

Mu Han did not dodge, and even closed his eyes, looking as if he was ready to die, but the corners of his mouth were inadvertently curled up.

How could this despicable villain be so generous? I'm afraid there are still tricks. Fei Yu realized that it was too late. The cold sword broke through his chest from his back, and scarlet blood kept dripping. He looked slightly and saw Tang Ying holding the sword in his hand and pulling it away fiercely.

He actually escaped because he was careless.

Mu Han opened his eyes in vain and signaled Tang Ying with a look. When the sword turned, the two of them rushed over again.

Blood kept gushing out of Feiyu's chest, but under the cover of the ink-veil, there was no trace of blood.

He looked up at the two people still fighting fiercely in the air. He suddenly burst into laughter and then soared into the air, rushing all the way to the sky above Zhishui Lake.

He looked down at the two people who missed him on the ground, and raised a cold smile.

"Ling Cheng, listen! I will use thousands of years of freedom as a sacrifice to curse you in this life, in the next life, in life, forever, and forever, and never see Ye Ling again. Don't even think about hurting her any more, haha..."

A huge whirlpool suddenly appeared on the calm lake, and the ink-colored figure gradually disappeared into it.

He had already planned everything and was thinking of taking Ling Cheng's life and then practicing evil curses.

Sacrifice your own life of freedom forever and fall into the endless abyss forever, just to exchange for the night spirit to live without worries and worry for the rest of the world.
Chapter completed!