"There is a formation, huh!" A faint light curtain appeared in front of Feng Chen's eyes. Feng Chen glanced at him, and then a cold hum came from his mouth.

"A little cold light!" I saw Feng Chen holding the falling feather flying sword in his right hand, and the flying sword was tilted. I saw the position where Feng Chen stood, the sharp edge of the falling feather flying sword, and suddenly a few cold lights suddenly appeared. Out.

Feng Chen held the flying sword and made a stroke toward the array of light screens in front of him. The unrivaled edge of the falling feather flying sword roared out.

Doraemon, the light screen of the formation method is broken, and the formation of the Mohist is shattered under the seal of dust!

"Master, it's stronger again!" Gong Wei, who was behind Feng Chen, shrank his pupils. This amazing power was too scary. Compared with Feng Chen, who had not yet broken through, he can be said that one is In heaven, one is underground.

"Mo Yuanfu, come out and die!" Since Feng Chen broke through the deification period, his consciousness has reached a very terrifying state, comparable to that of the monks in the early days of the fit.

His thoughts were immediately released, covering the entire Mo family.

Feng Chen's voice resounded throughout the Mohist, and it never stopped.

"Who is so arrogant in my Mo family?

Mo Yuanfu's son, Mo Quan, led a group of men and rushed out. He looked up and saw that there were dense beasts in the air.

There was a horror in his eyes and his pupils kept shrinking. He let go of his thoughts and startled him.

"Who is your Excellency? It's not appropriate to break into my Mojia mansion in the middle of the night! If your Excellency didn't give me a reasonable account, then you can't blame me for being rough!"

Mo Quan's heart was indeterminate and frightened, but he had no sorrow or joy, and could not see a trace of fear.

In the face of such a large battle, it is definitely a nonsense to say that you are not afraid.

"There is nothing inappropriate, your Mohist will no longer exist tonight!"

Feng Chen suspended in the sky, looked at Moquan from a height, and said lightly, there was no wave in his voice.

"Boy, you're so out of breath, really when my Mo family didn't master the virtual period, so let's all die together!"

A middle-aged man with a broken arm beside Mo Quan's eyes sank and roared.

This middle-aged man with a broken arm is a Hakka elder of the Mo family, a master in the middle of imagination. He can't see the practice of Feng Chen, nor can he see the practice of Gong Wei and the four major protection methods.

However, in his eyes, even if these people are powerful, it is impossible to go where they are. At most, it is to change the cultivation in the later period. Anyway, a messenger has been sent at this moment. I believe that the reinforcements will soon arrive and arrive At that time, there is absolutely hope that this group of people will be wiped out.

"Together, you look at yourself too high." Feng Chen sneered, no longer talking nonsense, and slashed out with a sword.

Sure enough, he didn't agree with each other, so he fought.

"A little cold light!" Feng Chen's face was serious now, and he whispered. There was a faint smile of evil charm on his face, and there was a killing in his eyes.

"Hmm ..."

Feng Chen held the falling feather flying sword and shook it three times in the void, and the falling feather flying sword made a sound of sharp and broken swords.

Fengchenyi's corner was automatic without wind. Suddenly, his sword was straight in the sky, and the dazzling gleam of cold light on the surface of the falling feather flying sword, and the sword blade, like a living dragon walking upstream of the flying sword, came to life.

Feng Chen whispered in his mouth, a thought, the real elements in his body burst out with a thunderous potential.

Feng Chen held his right hand on the hilt of his sword, his body was full of raging flames, and his coat was hunting and hunting.

Feng Chen struck out with all his strength, and a dazzling splendid flew up, like a dazzling stream of stars, pouring down.

Jianmang screamed, just like the thunder of a rainy day.

Feng Chen's full-strength sword is extremely fast, with bursts of empty sounds. The power of this full-strike can be imagined.

"Boom ... Kaka!" Suddenly, the ground shook violently, shaking.

Compared to the previous bit of cold light, this bit of cold light at this moment is a bit of a full effort.

A sword goes down, the building in front of it is directly divided into two, cut off.

Immediately, dozens of people were killed directly, and the middle-aged man with the broken arm had not yet responded, and the shock wave of Jianmang would repulse hundreds of meters and fainted.

"Boom ..." A loud bang rang through the sky in Huaxuecheng, and the rocks in the center of Mofu flew across the sky.

I saw a huge gully at the bottom of Mofu. The entire Mofu center was divided into two halves by Feng Chen. The bottomless ditch is lined with messy gravel eroded by sword awns on both sides, and numerous cracks are laid like spider webs.

One sword split Mofu into two halves. What a power this is, it is so shocking.

Not only did Mo Quan wait for a while, but even Gong Wei, who was on the sidelines, was stunned.

"Hurry, go and tell the owner, enemy attack, enemy attack!" Mo Quan's face showed a terrifying look, and he shouted at the people around him without looking back.

Just after this roar rang, almost instantly, the monks of the Mohist flew out and looked up into the air.

"Ah ... look, this is the spirit beast boy? It's the evil beast, it's over, it's over, it's over ..."

When the monks of the Mo family saw the dust in the air, they were shocked and almost trembled.

The reputation of the spirit beast boy has spread all over the world, and no one knows it, especially after the spirit beast boy killed the vein of the Yanling Mountain.

Unexpectedly, in less than a month, the spirit beast boy found the Mo family, and they couldn't figure it out.

"Today I have personal grudges with the Mohist. Anyone who blocks will kill the Mosquite!"

Feng Chen put the falling feather sword across his chest, and the cold and ruthless voice passed through the whole Mofu.

At this moment, everyone at the scene heard this, and they all felt a strong chill in their hearts.

After Feng Chen's words fell, these Mohist monks turned around and turned away, and hurriedly fled. At the moment, there was only one word in their mind, that was to escape.

The matter of the Yanling Mountains was vividly remembered, and the whole battle of the Yanling Mountains was wiped out. They didn't want to die, and at the moment, they weren't fighting at all.

For the departure of these monks, Mo Quan saw in his eyes and remembered in his heart that he did not stop, he knew that even if these people stayed, it would not help.

"Sir, I don't know where my Mohist provokes you. If there are indeed shortcomings, I hope you forgive me!"

A somber voice sounded inside the Mohist house. After the voice fell, an old man emerged from the sky opposite Feng Chen and stood up in the air. This person is the owner of the Mo family and the enemy of Feng Chen, Mo Yuan.

There are five people standing on the left and right sides of Mo Yuanfu, all of whom are the masters of the mid-to-empty peak of metamorphosis.