Inside the mansion, which was burning with colorful flames, a terrifying explosion suddenly sounded.
I saw a figure leaping up, the aura from its body bursting out like an angry dragon, rushing towards Mu Feng.
"Little bastard! It's not over yet! You die!"
The great elder's beard was flaring, and the aura in his body rose to the extreme. He was seen holding the iron rod tightly in his right hand, and the sword pointing spirit in his left hand was rapidly drawing on the surface of the iron rod like a pen.
I saw the iron rod in his hand emitting a terrifying black light, and then expanded rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the black stick, which was about ten feet long, swelled to ten feet in size, like Optimus Prime, floating in front of the great elder.
"Ten feet high and one foot wide! It turns out that this is the true appearance of the spiritual soldier 'Hundred Mountain Stick'!"
The Zhen family members looked up at the huge iron rod in the sky, their eyes showing excitement.
There have long been rumors in the family that the great elder's spiritual weapon, the 'Hundred Mountain Stick', is extremely special, a kind of spiritual weapon with sealed power.
It is said that once the seal of the Baishan Stick is released, the power it can unleash is enough to crack mountains and crack rocks, which is horrifying.
But the Great Elder has never shown the true form of the 'Hundred Mountain Stick' in front of the world, because no one has ever forced him to use it.
But this time, the Great Elder actually broke the seal of the 'Hundred Mountain Stick', which shows how much pressure Mu Feng put on him.
"You little bastard! You forced me to break the seal of the Baishan Stick. Today? If you don't want to die, you will die! Eat this stick from me!"
The Great Elder rushed into the air, and when he was more than ten meters away from Mu Feng, he waved his right hand in the air, and the surging spiritual energy covered the Baishan Stick.
Rumble!
I saw the Baishan Stick coming out across the sky and hitting Mu Feng hard.
The Baishan Stick is too huge, like a small mountain. The huge stick body flies through the air, raising a long and terrifying and dense white air.
"You are quite interesting as a spiritual soldier!"
Mu Feng stepped on the colorful clouds and hung in the air. Seeing the Baishan Stick getting closer and closer, he calmly raised his right hand.
I saw that the sky-burning flames above suddenly sank, forming an inverted funnel-shaped flame vortex.
In the palm of his hand, a giant sword of multi-colored flames measuring more than ten feet was condensed again.
"cut!"
Mu Feng pointed his sword downwards, and the multicolored flame giant sword fell. It was heavily bombarded with the Baishan Stick.
Boom!
In mid-air, the multicolored flaming giant sword and the Baishan Stick collided heavily.
Between heaven and earth, it was as if time had stood still at this moment, and there was silence.
However, this silence only lasted for a moment, and then a shocking loud noise exploded.
Immediately following, there was a terrifying white aura that spread in mid-air, almost encompassing the entire Zhen family.
Many members of the Zhen family who were not sufficiently cultivated groaned and were blown backwards, vomiting blood.
"Hahaha! Little bastard, your move is certainly powerful, but it's still a little inferior to the Baishan Stick that completely unlocks the seal!"
In mid-air, the great elder laughed wantonly and wildly.
Everyone looked up and were pleasantly surprised to find that the unstoppable multicolored flaming giant sword not only failed to repel the Baishan Stick, but was actually forced to retreat steadily by the Baishan Stick.
"As expected of the Great Elder, the Baishan Stick is so powerful after being unsealed!"
"The Burning Sky Fire should be my strongest trump card. If even this move can't defeat the Baishan Stick, I'm at the end of my strength!"
"..."
Hope was ignited in the hearts of the Zhen family members, and they gradually gained confidence.
Just now, they were completely shocked by Mu Feng's sky-burning fire, thinking that the Zhen family was really doomed.
Now it seems that their worries are unfounded.
"With the great elder here, our Zhen family will finally survive this calamity!"
In a ruins, Zhen Huanyu walked out in embarrassment, looking at the battle situation above, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Little bastard! What are you going to do to fight me now? You'd better wait to die!"
The great elder became more and more proud. He put his right hand on the bottom of the Baishan Stick and exerted force.
Click, click, click!
He only heard the sound of continuous explosions in his body, and then the Baishan Stick was so powerful that it completely tore apart the multi-colored flaming giant sword in front of him.
"Owner……"
Qiu Xuanji's face changed slightly and he looked at Mu Feng's figure worriedly.
Mu Feng was as calm as water. He raised his right hand again, and colorful flames billowed in the sky before sinking again.
"Haha! This move of yours is useless against the Baishan Stick. You are just doing useless work!"
The great elder sneered again and again and ridiculed.
"Yeah?"
Mu Feng replied lightly. After the multi-colored flame giant sword of more than ten feet was successfully condensed, the sword's fingers fell heavily.
Keng!
The giant sword of five-colored flames struck the Baishan Stick again, and the harsh sound of gold and iron echoed in the air.
The forward momentum of Baishan Stick suddenly slowed down a lot.
"Cut again!"
Mu Feng pointed his sword finger again, and the second flaming giant sword landed on the Baishan Stick, completely stopping the momentum of the Baishan Stick.
"Third cut!"
"The fourth cut!"
"..."
"The seventh cut!"
Mu Feng looked indifferent and moved his sword fingers together, slashing out seven swords in a row.
I saw, in mid-air, seven terrifying flaming giant swords slashing side by side on the Baishan Stick.
Finally, the Baishan Stick could not withstand the power of the seven swords, and fell from the air with a rumble, never regaining the power it had at the beginning.
"How is it possible? Break it for me!"
The great elder's pupils shrank into needles, he stirred up the spiritual energy in his body, and slapped the surface of the Baishan Stick hard with both palms.
Bah, bah, bah!
However, the moment his palms came into contact with the surface of the Baishan Stick, they were immediately burned by the high temperature, and wisps of white gas emerged from the palms.
But the Great Elder didn't care and still struggled against the Baishan Stick.
"The eighth cut!"
Mu Feng raised his right hand again, and the eighth flaming giant sword took shape, and then slashed down hard.
This flaming giant sword became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The Baishan Stick could no longer withstand such force and fell heavily like a meteor.
The great elder was even more pressured and kept falling, his whole body was burned by the high temperature, and he let out a shrill scream. Boom!
When the Baishan Stick hit the ground hard, it set off a huge wave of air and the ground collapsed several feet deep, forming a huge hole.
There was silence all around, and it was eerily quiet!
The dust gradually dispersed, and Baishan Stick lost the support of the Great Elder Lingyuan and returned to its original state.
When everyone's eyes fell on the pothole, they all gasped.
I saw the great elder lying on his back in the pit, his robes torn to pieces, his exposed skin severely burned, and white steam coming out of his body.
The Zhen family members were completely in despair, even the great elder was defeated by this son.
Who else in the Zhen family can stop this son?
"Brother Qiu, who is this Master Mu? Why...why can he be so strong?"
Zhen Wenhao was stunned and couldn't help but look at Qiu Xuanji and asked.
At this moment, the rope on Qiu Xuanji's body had already been untied.
He stood tall, raised his head and looked up at Mu Feng's figure, his eyes blazing and said: "Master, he is my god! I respect him as a god!"
Hundreds of meters in the air.
Mu Feng clasped his hands behind his back and looked down at the people below with stern eyes. Everyone in the Zhen family who made eye contact with him lowered their heads and trembled.
Finally, Mu Feng's eyes fell on Zhen Huanyu.
"Zhen Huanyu! Do you still think that what I said about destroying your Zhen family was arrogant?"
Mu Feng spoke slowly, and his voice was like a decree from the gods, deafening and reverberating throughout the world.
Zhen Huanyu's face was full of bitterness, and infinite regret arose in his heart.
He knew that he was wrong, very wrong!
Why did he break his promise in the first place and offend such a terrifying existence in front of him?
Plop!
Suddenly, Zhen Huanyu knelt on his knees, bowed to the ground, and said: "Master Mu, Zhen is wrong! Really wrong!"
Wow!
The Zhen family members, following Zhen Huanyu, knelt on the ground one after another, trembling, and bowed to Mu Feng.
On this day, Mu Feng reappeared with the power of burning the sky!