"Another bastard who is asking for trouble." Chen Musheng muttered in his heart, secretly raising his vigilance.

He knew very well that although he had made great progress, his internal strength and cultivation in the fifth level of "Ice and Fire Art" was far inferior to Mo Feng's true energy.

In fact, Longxing Claw’ is just an ordinary second-level martial art, but under the influence of Mo Feng’s strong fire-type true energy, it seems amazing.

The battle between warriors and warriors is also very important.

"Get out of the way! I'm not interested in playing with you. I'm done with my practice and I'm going back!" Chen Musheng glared. It was obvious that he couldn't get out easily today. Instead of pretending to be cowardly and being beaten up by others, it would be better to have a fight hard!

The Walker Village is full of people of the same clan, and no one dares to kill anyone. Who is afraid of whom!

"I am very brave and dare to talk to me like this." Mo Feng narrowed his narrow eyes, making people unable to see what he thoughts in his heart. He sneered, and a unique aura of warriors began to condense around his body, which was obviously a sign of engaging in the true energy and pursuing exercises.

"!" Chen Musheng was surprised. Mo Feng's whole body was able to pull out the true energy in the dantian without any movement. Such signs were vaguely the peak cultivation of the eighth level of internal strength.

"Get out of the way!" Chen Musheng shouted in a low voice, stepped on the ground, and his waist slowly twisted, and the momentum on his body suddenly became solemn. "Ice and Fire Art" instantly rose to the peak state of the fifth level.

"?" Seeing this, Mo Feng showed a surprised expression. He looked fierce and said, "It's not bad, it's much stronger than I imagined."

"Stop talking nonsense. Since I don't let go, I will fight to the death!" Chen Musheng made up his mind and said with a little broken jar.

He lit his toes secretly, tilted his chest slightly, and pulled his back muscles with all his strength, slowly activated his true energy, and his whole body was similar to a "bow" ready to be pulled into a full moon. This is the best defense method he has summarized many practical experiences and found, which can be dynamic and quiet, and can suddenly start and hurt people at any time, but can also retreat immediately.

"I really don't dare to kill anyone, but I don't mind letting you sleep in bed for a few months for the waste that provoked me!" Mo Feng snorted coldly, and a hot breath filled his whole body. He suddenly took a step forward, his right palm burst out, turned into a claw-shaped body, and grabbed Chen Musheng's neck.

"!"

Chen Musheng subconsciously flashed behind him, and used the "Haoyue Picking Star" in the seven-star step to avoid it. However, Mo Feng bullied himself with one step, which was so fast that it was impossible to react. He used his vicious claw skills and took continuous actions!

Pan, pan, pan!

Chen Musheng looked at the claws in front of him, knowing that something was wrong, so he clenched his teeth and fisted one by one. The palm of his hand felt hot and blood began to drip. He stepped on the ground tightly with the soles of his feet, and all the strength of his body surged from the soles of his feet. In a panic, he pulled out a stream of true energy, and used the "Heaven Collapse Palm" with one breath.

After a few breaths, the two had fought for more than a dozen rounds in a row.

A sound of ponies!

Chen Musheng used the third move of "Tiankong Palm" and touched Mo Feng's hot claws head-on. Then the two suddenly separated. The two completely different true qi of water and fire touched each other. The momentum was overwhelming, and large patches of white water vapor evaporated.

The five people hiding outside the wooden stake lane were all stunned at this time, and Mo Xiong said in a daze: "How is the waste Chen actually tied with his cousin?"

"I didn't see it, right?" Another man rubbed his eyes and said. Originally, the five of them just wanted to see how Chen Musheng was bullied so that they could make fun of it. They didn't expect that they could witness such a hot scene.

"Your fist and speed are the hardest among mid-level warriors." Mo Feng's whole body was unscathed, and he bounced away the dust on his chest with his fingers with a comfortable face, and praised with a strange voice.

"Um..." Chen Musheng's eyes showed a sense of alertness, and he was smoking a cold air. His palms were already covered in blood. At this moment, he felt the blood in his body churning, and he cursed helplessly: "This bastard, no matter how hard he tried, I really can't beat him now!"

"I'll use the sixth-level martial arts to try you." Mo Feng sneered, suddenly his hands were intertwined, and he pushed his palms in a strange posture, rushed towards Chen Musheng quickly.

Huh!

The scorching flames gathered rapidly from Mo Feng's palm, and with the whistling sound of the wind, emitting astonishing heat, slapped Chen Musheng's chest.

Flame Palm

"!"

Faced with this huge move, Chen Musheng felt that he had nowhere to hide and had no chance to turn around and escape.

"Go to die!" Angry curses burst out from Chen Musheng's gritting teeth. He stepped on the ground tightly, pulling out a surge of true energy. Suddenly, his arms waved, and a black lightning drew a perfect arc from his hands!

prick--

"Ah!" Mo Feng screamed in pain, stopped, and then took a step back. At this time, a scarlet wound appeared in the palm of his right palm, which was very shallow, but blood was slowly flowing down.

"Get out!" A fierce light burst out from Chen Musheng's eyes. He was holding the dark and emitting a bitter cold "thunder" in his hand.

Even if there is a huge gap in martial arts, the flesh palm cannot match it in front of the sharp hunting knife.

"You dare to use weapons!" Mo Feng said furiously. He started with a playful attitude towards the errand that he had taught Chen Musheng a lesson for a thousand taels of silver. But at this time, he looked at the bloody wound on his palm, and he was already a little evil from the side of his courage and was furious.

"I'll kill you!" Mo Feng stared with his thin eyes and immediately raised his "Fire Firing Art" to the eighth limit. A light blue flame suddenly burst into his palm, emitting a scorching aura.

"Come here if you are not afraid of death!" Chen Musheng's aura was as solemn as a mountain, and pointed "Thunder" forward and shouted. However, he was vaguely worried in his heart that even with a weapon, he was afraid that he would not be an opponent of a high-level warrior.

"Do you think I dare not!" Mo Feng said angrily, waving his palm to take action again.

"Yeah, is it interesting to bully the younger tribe?" A rough voice sounded, and a thick palm suddenly rested on Mo Feng's shoulder.

"!"

Mo Feng was frightened and shivered all over. He looked around and saw a burly figure standing behind him. It was a round face with a scarlet scar, looking fierce. He was staring at him with fierce eyes.

"Mo Tianming?" Mo Feng was stunned, and flashed, retreated a few meters away, and said in a panic.

Chen Musheng put down the 'thunder' in surprise and said unexpectedly: "Cousin Tianming."

"Haha... Madman, you are really cruel enough." Mo Tianming smiled heroically, then hooked his finger at Mo Feng, and said, "But fight with such a bastard, of course I want me to come. I have rich practical experience."

Seeing Mo Tianming's funny look, Chen Musheng couldn't help but smile. The stone in his heart finally settled. This life-and-death battle was considered to have escaped.

Mo Feng narrowed his eyes and said angrily: "Mo Tianming, you should meddle in other people's business!"

"I'm going to take care of it! If you dare to make trouble for Chen Crazy Man, I can make trouble for you." Mo Tianming laughed, his aura soared to the peak of his body, and he had raised "Huanyuan Jin" to the peak of the ninth level, suppressing Mo Feng in his momentum.

"You..." Mo Feng gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Do you have to protect this kid?"

Mo Tianming shook his head and laughed: "It's not about protecting me, Crazy Chen is my friend, this is equality and mutual assistance among friends."

"Okay, today ends here, I won't fight you!" Mo Feng said sternly. He knew very well that if he really wanted to fight, he would definitely not be Mo Tianming's opponent. In the entire Walker Village, Mo Tianming was the only young clan member who practiced his martial arts to the ninth level, and he was well-deserved first person of the younger generation.

"But! Chen Musheng, in the practice assessment four days later, I will also look for an opportunity to hit you. How dare you hurt me? This is already a matter between you and me!" Mo Feng gritted his teeth and put down his harsh words.

Seeing Mo Feng's somewhat embarrassed look, Chen Musheng shrugged and grinned, revealing his white teeth and said, "I'll accompany you!"

"Okay! Let's see how I humiliate you in public in four days!" Mo Feng roared angrily, turned around and walked out of the wooden stake alley, and fled away in a hurry to the five people watching the fun...
Chapter completed!