Mu Feng had a slight smile on his lips, as if he was mocking Min Po's ignorance, "I heard from people that you seem to be preparing to participate in the selection of the third generation disciple of Jianlu, right?"
"So what?"
Min Po didn't understand what Mu Feng meant by asking, so he asked coldly.
The Zhengyang Shenzong is not only one of the eight major forces under the Zixiao Temple, but is also the overlord of the mysterious realm of Central Continent.
The Min family, a family from the Xuan Territory of Zhongzhou, tried their best to get involved with the Zhengyang Shenzong.
This time for the selection of the third generation disciples of the Zhengyang Shenzong Sword House, the head of the Min family selected several outstanding swordsmanship talents to participate in this selection.
Minpo is one of them.
"If you dare to kill him, you won't have to participate in the selection."
Mu Feng then spoke slowly, looking very casual.
"Who gave you the power?"
Min Po's expression suddenly changed and he asked Mu Feng, "You are only the third generation disciple of Jianlu. Who gave you the power to deprive me of the qualification to participate in the selection of the third generation disciple of Jianlu?"
"First disciple!"
When Mu Feng heard the words, he immediately said something.
I don’t know whether it was intentional or not, but my voice was a little louder.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, wondering what Mu Feng meant.
Mu Feng immediately smiled and said lightly, "First disciple! These two words give me power!"
"What?"
Min Po whispered, confused by Mu Feng's domineering behavior.
Mu Feng continued with a smile, "Although I have no right to decide who can pass the selection and become the third generation disciple of Jianlu, I have the right to decide who cannot participate in the selection!"
"boast!"
Min Po drank and doubted Mu Feng's words.
He didn't believe that Mu Feng had such power in Jianlu.
"Believe it or not!"
Mufeng shrugged and didn't bother to explain.
But his words were definitely not to scare Min Po.
As long as he has enough reasons, he can completely prevent Min Po from participating in the selection.
As he said that, he stepped forward slowly and reached Ling Tian's side, "Little Junior Brother
, I will take you to Zhengyang Mountain. Let’s see who dares to stop you today!”
"Um."
Ling Tian nodded slightly and followed Mu Feng's figure.
However, the two of them walked very slowly, as if they were not in a hurry.
Everyone watched the two people leaving, but no one dared to speak.
Even Min Po clenched his fists and fell silent.
He still didn't believe Mu Feng's words, but he didn't dare to bet.
If he loses the bet, he will be in trouble.
Participate in the selection of the third generation disciple of Jianlu. It doesn't matter if you are eliminated.
If he is deprived of the qualification to participate in the selection, he will have no way to explain it to his family.
If it affects other members of the Min family, he is more likely to be severely punished.
Wu Shaoqing looked far away, always focusing on Mu Feng.
Until Mu Feng and Ling Tian disappeared, there was still no gain.
"Shaoqing!"
Min Po turned around and stepped forward, came to Wu Shaoqing, lowered his voice and promised, "Don't worry, on the day of selection of the third generation disciple of Jianlu, I will definitely make this Ling Tian look good."
"just you?"
Wu Shaoqing glanced at Min Po and said nothing.
But the contempt in his expression was not concealed.
Min Po was at a disadvantage in the head-on confrontation with Ling Tian.
How could she expect that Min Po could do anything to Ling Tian?
"Let's go back to Wu's house!"
Wu Shaoqing called to Wu Yuan and the people beside him, and his figure soared into the air.
Min Po looked at the departing figures of Wu Shaoqing and the others from a distance, his anger getting stronger and stronger.
This time he failed to kill Ling Tian and showed up well in front of Wu Shaoqing.
Instead, he was hurt by Ling Tian, lost all face, and felt even more humiliated.
…
Ling Tian followed
Soak in the wind and walk all the way to Zhengyang Mountain.
After leaving the coast of Dongzhou, the speed of the two became faster and faster.
Mu Feng led the way, his expression casual and relaxed.
Ling Tian followed closely behind, gradually feeling like he was struggling.
"Senior Brother's speed is so fast."
Ling Tian thought to himself and tried his best to keep up with Mu Feng's figure.
In this regard, he did not mean to belittle himself.
Today's Mu Feng is already a warrior in the first stage of the Divine Lord.
It seems normal to be faster than him.
"Big brother."
After walking for a while, Ling Tian couldn't help but asked Mu Feng curiously, "Why did you suddenly come to the coast of Central Continent this time?"
"Come to pick you up."
Mu Feng looked back at Ling Tian with a smile on his face.
"Come to pick me up?"
Ling Tian was puzzled.
Mu Feng smiled and explained, "I heard that you were taken to Black Island. I originally planned to go to Black Island to pick you up, but I didn't expect to meet you in advance. It seems that I was overly worried. I should have expected it.
, the little black island trapped you."
"Forehead……"
Ling Tian felt a little embarrassed when he heard what Mu Feng said.
The strong man from Zhougang back then had obviously returned to Central Continent.
The Wu family and the Min family knew about Wu Shaoqing being trapped on the Black Island.
Of course, Mu Feng could also receive the news that Ling Tian was trapped on the Black Island.
After all, in the eyes of the strong men in Nazhou Port, Ling Tian and Wu Shaoqing both had extraordinary status.
But speaking of it, Ling Tian's ability to escape from the Black Island was not due to his own ability.
Without Tao Xin's help, he might not have been able to successfully escape.
So when Mu Feng said this, he felt ashamed.
"correct."
Mu Feng thought of something and turned to Ling Tian and asked, "Where is Nian Nian? Why didn't you see Nian Nian? Isn't she also in Yunding Tiangong? Why didn't she come with you?
Get up and come over?"
"Nian Nian is trapped on the Black Island."
Ling Tian's face turned dark when he heard Mu Feng mention Ling Nian.
"Oh, that's how it is?"
Mu Feng didn't pay much attention to this, "It's a pity that Nian Nian will miss the selection of the third generation disciple of Jian Lu this time. But it doesn't matter, Nian Nian should not be in any danger on the Black Island. Wait until you become
As the third generation disciple of Jianlu, I will go with you to bring Nian Nian back."
"Um."
Ling Tian nodded, thinking that this was the only way.
There is still more than a month left before the selection of the third generation disciple of Jianlu.
Coming and going to Black Island, I barely made it in time.
But if something unexpected happens during this period, everything will be hard to say.
Mainly, Ling Tian didn't want to trouble Mu Feng too much.
Especially today, Mu Feng is here alone.
He was really afraid that Mu Feng would be too arrogant and leave himself on the black island.
A few days later, the vast and continuous Zhengyang Mountain came into their sight.
Along the way, the two senior brothers who met again after a long separation chatted a lot.
Ling Tian also learned about Mu Feng's situation over the years from Mu Feng's mouth.
It has to be said that Mu Feng's luck is much better than Ling Tian's.
He left the Cambrian Realm and appeared in the God Realm to come to the Xuan Realm of Central Continent.
By chance, I met Jianlu's first swordsman, Changsheng.
Ci Changsheng saw that Mu Feng had extraordinary talent in sword cultivation and gave him a sword scripture as a gift.
With this sword scripture, Mu Feng made rapid progress and became prominent in the Xuan Realm.
Ci Changsheng took advantage of the situation and sent Mu Feng to Jianlu. With the approval of the master of Jianlu, he made an exception and made Mufeng the third generation disciple of Jianlu.
It was precisely because of Mu Feng's existence that the master of Jianlu had the idea of selecting the third generation disciple of Jianlu.
"I don't know where senior brother Gong Hen and aunt are now?"
Ling Tian thought to himself, his brows gradually furrowed, "And..."