Immemorial War God

"Hiss!"    

In that moment of life and death, a glass sword appeared in front of him blocking, blocking most of the damage for Mo Feng. Mo Feng groaned, a sword mark appeared in front of his chest, and cut through three parts of his flesh.    

clang clang clang *    

"Clang! Clang!"    

The giant sword made of glass had already collided with Elder Yang's Demon Area Sword, forcing Leng Wenyue to retreat step by step!    

Elder Yang was startled, a strange expression on his face. Why is his attack power so weak, stronger than the previous move by more than thirty percent?    

"What's going on? Could she be a paper tiger?" The corners of his mouth curled up as he thought to himself. If that was the case, then not only would he take revenge today, he would also be able to hug a beauty and crush both of them beneath his body!    

"Break!" With a loud shout, more evil spirits rushed towards the sword from behind.    

"Demon Axe Power, Axe Saint Force, Axe Saint Force!"    

At this time, Mo Feng's three moves were overlaid, and he angrily rushed towards Elder Yang!    

Seeing Leng Wenyue's face becoming more and more unsightly, it was as if she was watching the scene of him pressing Leng Wenyue down from the sky.    

"Hmm?"    

Suddenly, he frowned, and turned to look, only to see Mo Feng rushing towards him.    

"How can he still attack!"    

Mo Feng had obviously been severely injured by him, how could he still attack?    

"Damn it!"    

Suddenly, his face darkened, he was using all his strength to deal with Leng Wenyue, he was sparing no effort, and now, facing Mo Feng, he did not even need to bother with him at all, because against Mo Feng, he had to take Leng Wenyue's attack, even if Leng Wenyue's attack becomes weaker, she had to die!    

"Scram!"    

With a roar, the evil spirits of the Infernal domain pounced towards Mo Feng once again. It should be enough for him to just barely split some of his power to deal with Mo Feng. Even if he couldn't kill Mo Feng, he could still injure him, and even if he couldn't, it would just be a waste of time to defeat Leng Wenyue.    

"Screech screech screech screech!"    

All of the evil spirits threw themselves in front of Mo Feng, but before they could reach him, they had already let out many miserable cries, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!    

"How could that be!"    

Just as Elder Yang was about to retract his gaze, to see all of the evil spirits being annihilated like moths to the flame, he just stood there stunned. How could his attack be broken by a starburst that had been forcefully raised!    

Even Leng Wenyue was stunned when she saw it, it was simply too unbelievable. The reason he was able to defeat the Demon Area Devils was all because of her strength, which was stronger than the Elder Yang.    

They naturally did not understand, that Mo Feng's battle skill was an extremely powerful Heaven Ranked battle skill, and Elder Yang's technique was also of the Darkness Attribute, so calling it evil energy was not excessive. Fighting against the Heaven Tyrant Axe's second and third type axe god's evil energy, no matter how strong the evil energy of the Elder Yang was, he would still die in front of the Heaven Tyrant Axe!    

"Die!"    

In a split-second, Mo Feng had already arrived in front of him, his ice-cold killing intent causing Elder Yang to instantly feel ice-cold.    

"No!"    

With a despairing roar, his attack was suppressed and he could only desperately dodge to the side.    

"Hiss!"    

"AHH!"    

A miserable scream sounded out, no matter how hard Elder Yang tried, he was unable to dodge Mo Feng's attack. His hands and feet were hacked off by the axe, and almost half of his body was cut off, falling like a cannonball into the waterfall.    

"Bam!"    

The sound of water splashing resounded beside his ears, and blood accompanied by droplets sprinkled onto Mo Feng's face, instantly dying him in a pool of blood.    

"Is he dead?" Leng Wenyue flew to Mo Feng's side at this time, looked at the waterfall, and muttered.    

"He didn't die."    

Mo Feng said coldly, and leaped down.    

"Bam!"    

He rushed to the waterfall, only to see a sea of blood, a big chunk of flesh and blood quickly rushing out of the water, but he could not see Elder Yang's main torso in the water.    

Mo Feng raised his head and looked around, his nose wrinkled, the air was reeking of blood, which spread out towards the distance, but he could not find the direction.    

"Let him run."    

Mo Feng understood in his heart. He turned around and jumped into the cave. With one hand being chopped off, even if Elder Yang didn't die this time, he would still need to recuperate for several decades. Without the Heaven Returning Technique, he would be crippled for life.    

"He fled." Leng Wenyue frowned, a Elder Yang running would cause a lot of trouble, although their cultivation was not as high as hers, but they still had a lot of power.    

"Don't worry, he'll need at least three months to get out of bed if he doesn't die this time, so there's no need to worry." Mo Feng understood Leng Wenyue's worries and explained.    

"Hmph." Leng Wenyue suddenly snorted coldly as she looked at Mo Feng with an ice-cold expression.    

"Brat, if you continue to talk nonsense next time, be careful that I don't cut your tongue!" With that, Leng Wenyue turned and left.    

"Ugh …"    

The corner of Mo Feng's mouth twitched, she was fine just now, but why did her attitude change so quickly?    

Touching his nose and walking into the cave, Chen Xiaoyao stopped in his tracks and looked at him without moving.    

"Little Devil, what's wrong?"    

"Hmph." Chen Xiaoyao's eyes were filled with tears, she stomped on the ground and walked back in.    

"Uhh …" A black line slowly appeared on Mo Feng's forehead. What the heck was this?    

Tilting his head to the side, he walked to the front of the pool, only to see the two girls already in cultivation, Mo Feng shook his head, swallowed the Healing Pill and also sat down cross-legged to cultivate.    

Two days had passed, and Mo Feng was still in the midst of training. His injuries were not light, adding that this time he had sacrificed a lot of his life to kill the Elder Yang, he would need many days to recover.    

"Ai, ai!"    

Someone shouted into his ear, and after being kicked a few times, he opened his eyes and saw Chen Xiaoyao and Leng Wenyue both standing there, looking at him.    

Being stared at by the two women made Mo Feng feel extremely uncomfortable. He slowly stood up and asked:    

"What's wrong?"    

Leng Wenyue snorted and turned her head, her face slightly flushed red. Upon seeing Mo Feng, she remembered that she had been taken advantage of by Mo Feng, but there were some things that she really wanted to find out, otherwise she would have left long ago.    

"Mo Feng, how did you get here?" Chen Xiaoyao saw that Mo Feng's face was slightly red, the scene from two days ago had lingered in her mind, and she could not let it go, she bit her lips and asked.    

"I only came here to find a medicinal plant." Mo Feng explained as she turned her hand to take out the Demonic Gale Grass. When Chen Xiaoyao saw that she was frowning, she couldn't help but turn her gaze over.    

"You didn't find this medicinal herb here, did you?" She and Leng Wenyue had cultivated here for close to a year, but had never seen such a bizarre little grass.    

Mo Feng had to explain the origins and effects of the Demonic Ghost Grass to them. After hearing what was said, Chen Xiaoyao covered her mouth in surprise.    

"Luckily Mo Feng saved us, otherwise" when he thought about how he wanted to be a woman who did not care about food, Chen Xiaoyao couldn't help but shiver. If that was the case, then he might as well give it to Mo Feng.    

"Oh, what am I thinking?" Chen Xiaoyao scolded herself in her heart as she shyly lowered her head.