Chapter 140 Crushing Spirit Soldiers with Bare Hands
Xuehong Pavilion.
The hall was in a mess, with doors, windows, and pieces of porcelain bottles scattered all over the floor.
After a long time, Xin Hong stood up suddenly and roared: "This loser is so brave. He dares to come to a Class A residence to cause trouble! He is really looking for death!"
Teng Teng Teng!
In the hall, the other eight foreign-listed geniuses all stood up, their faces as gloomy as water.
They were chatting happily, and when they were disturbed like this, their hearts were naturally full of anger.
"I'm going to capture this kid! You guys wait here for a while, I'll be back as soon as I go!"
Sitting at the end on the right side is a man in black with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, with sinister eyes.
Without waiting for anyone to reply, the man stepped out and disappeared into the hall.
"Junior Brother Cao is here to take action! Then Mu Feng is easy to catch!" ??
Xin Hong's face looked a little better and he smiled calmly.
The man in black with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks who just left is named Cao Liang, the ninth genius on the outside list.
Everyone present knew that Mu Feng had defeated Li Hui in the entry test, but they didn't care.
Li Hui is just an ordinary outer courtyard disciple and is not even qualified to enter the outer academy.
And Cao Liang is ninth on the outer list, and his cultivation has reached the early stage of the third level of the Life Wheel. How can he be compared to Li Hui?
In everyone's eyes, Cao Liang's action was enough to capture Mu Feng alive.
"Next, let's wait for the good news from Junior Brother Cao Liang!"
Xin Hong smiled calmly and sat back down.
Wow!
At this moment, a terrifying sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded from outside the hall, like thunder rolling from the sky.
The sound of breaking through the air approached, and the closed front door of the hall suddenly shattered. A black shadow dragged a long white air, whizzed in, and pointed directly at Xin Hong who was sitting in the main seat.
Xin Hong's face changed slightly, and his spiritual energy exploded all over his body. He thrust out his right hand and grabbed the incoming black shadow.
Rumble!
The moment Xin Hong's right hand collided with the black shadow, terrifying power exploded, and the wooden chair Xin Hong sat on instantly shattered into countless pieces of powder.
Xin Hong, on the other hand, stepped on the ground with both feet. The ground was sunk several feet deep. An invisible air wave pushed out in all directions from Xin Hong as the center.
The rest of the people sitting on both sides of the hall were affected by the air waves and couldn't help but retreat. The chairs they sat on couldn't withstand the force and burst into pieces.
The air waves dispersed and debris fell to the ground.
In the hall, calm was restored again.
Plop!
The black shadow that shot toward Xin Hong crashed to the ground, revealing its true face.
The moment everyone's eyes fell on the black shadow, their expressions changed drastically.
Because this dark shadow was none other than Cao Liang, who had just gone out and threatened to capture Mu Feng alive.
"Mu...Mufeng..."
Cao Liang lay on his back on the ground, let out a frightened scream, tilted his head and remained motionless.
"Cao Liang is dead? Who killed him?"
Yu Biqiao's beautiful eyes were gloomy, looking at Cao Liang's body, and said with difficulty.
In the hall, no one responded to her!
Because everyone's eyes were involuntarily looking towards the entrance of the hall.
A figure as tall and tall as a gun slowly walked into the hall accompanied by dull footsteps.
"Mu Feng?"
Xin Hong stood in front of the hall, staring at the young man walking into the hall, and said gloomily.
Although he has never met Mu Feng, he heard clearly when Mu Feng announced his family status just now.
At this moment, Mu Feng is the only one who dares to disregard the rules of the martial arts, break into a Grade A residence, and kill an outsider genius.
The moment Mu Feng stepped into the Xuehong Pavilion, he saw the beautiful girl hanging in mid-air in the hall.
When he saw the dense and deep scars on the girl's delicate body, as well as the pool of blood underneath, Mu Feng's eyes were extremely cold.
"Feng...Brother Feng! You are here!"
Concubine Feng Luo opened her eyes with difficulty and looked at Mu Feng. On her pale cheeks, she tried hard to
forced a smile.
Seeing the girl hanging in mid-air, trying to smile, Mu Feng felt a pain in his heart and became even more angry.
How dare these people treat Concubine Feng Luo like this?
Did she do something wrong? No, she didn't do anything!
"It seems that you are Mu Feng! You dare to break into Xuehong Pavilion without permission! Go to hell!"
A sinister sound came from behind Mu Feng, followed closely by a strong sound of breaking through the air.
Behind Mu Feng, at some point, a young man with a hooked nose appeared.
He held a straight knife with a long blood groove carved on it and stabbed Mu Feng precisely in the back of the heart.
This person is Jia Ren, who is ranked sixth on the outer list. He is extremely skilled in the "Blood Shadow Sword Technique" and has killed many fate wheel warriors.
The moment Jia Ren took action, two other figures took action at the same time, one from the left and one from the right, blasting towards Mu Feng.
The one on the left is a young man with rosacea, holding a huge meteor hammer and smashing it into Mu Feng's chest and abdomen.
On the right is a strong woman with scars on her face, holding a giant sword in both hands and slashing at Mu Feng's head.
The two are respectively Yang Chun, who is ranked seventh on the foreign rankings, and Yuan Yuan, who is eighth on the foreign rankings.
The three of them cooperated tacitly, and their movements were as fast as lightning.
Xin Hong put his hands behind his back and looked sarcastically at Mu Feng, who was surrounded by three people.
With the three powerful foreign players joining forces, and with such precise timing, Xin Hong didn't think Mu Feng could dodge it.
"Is this kid stupid? He actually doesn't dodge!"
Yu Biqiao's beautiful eyes rolled around, and she couldn't help but laugh when she found Mu Feng standing there stupidly, with no intention of avoiding him.
"Jia Ren, Yang Chun and Yuan Yuan are all holding low-level Xuan-level spiritual soldiers. If they are hit with all their strength, how can this person survive?"
Zhou Liangce, who ranked second on the foreign ranking list, shook his head and said.
The others also showed contempt, thinking that Mu Feng was nothing more than that. What was the difference between coming to Xuehong Pavilion and committing suicide?
In full view of everyone, three pieces of spiritual weapons penetrated into Mu Feng's back, chest, abdomen and head. Clang clang clang!
Just hearing the sound of gold and iron clashing, the moment three powerful spiritual weapons struck Mu Feng, they were unable to cause any damage to Mu Feng's body.
I saw that Mu Feng's body was like gold, shining brightly, exuding a brilliance even brighter than the spirit soldiers.
"What? How can this son's physical body be so powerful?"
The three people who surrounded Mu Feng were shocked and felt a strong sense of fear in their hearts.
"Quickly retreat!"
Jia Ren roared angrily, holding the straight knife in both hands, and quickly retreated.
However, when he retreated, he found that a thick layer of frost had formed under his feet.
The frost firmly fixed his feet to the ground, making it difficult for him to move.
Not only him, Yang Chun and Yuan Yuan, one on the left and one on the right, also had their feet frozen by the terrifying frost.
The temperature of the entire hall has dropped to its lowest point, as if being in a world of ice and snow.
"Retreat? You have no way to retreat!"
Mu Feng's eyes were filled with coldness. He reached out his hands to both sides and grabbed Yang Chun's meteor hammer and Yuan Yuan's giant sword.
There was just a click, and the two spirit soldiers were crushed into several pieces by Mu Feng's hands.
"What? Our spiritual soldiers... were broken?"
The fear in Yang Chun and Yuan Yuan's hearts has reached its extreme!
Crush the spirit soldiers with your bare hands!
What a powerful body and powerful strength this requires!
Is the boy in front of me a monster?
At the moment when Yang Chun and Yuan Yuan were still shocked by the shattered spirit soldiers, Mu Feng's palms fell on their chests respectively.
Mu Feng's palm seemed gentle, but the power it contained was extremely terrifying.
I saw their chests sinking in inch by inch, and finally penetrated their backs.
Poof!
Yang Chun and Yuan Yuan spit out a mouthful of blood, and then their bodies flew into the air, holding up a long stream of white air, smashing the doors and windows, and hitting the ground hard outside. They didn't know whether they were alive or dead.