After seeing Yang Chun and Yuan Yuan being instantly killed by Mu Feng, Jia Ren turned pale with fright, and began to regret taking action against Mu Feng.
"Escape! You must escape!"
Jia Ren had already lost his will to fight, and he slashed out with the straight blade in his hand, shattering all the ice that had condensed on his feet.
After his feet were free again, Jia Ren retreated backwards without even thinking about it. ??
When he retreated to the entrance of the hall, he felt relieved when he found that Mu Feng still had his back turned to him and did not chase him.
"Do you think you can escape?"
Mu Feng didn't look back and continued walking towards the center of the hall, but his voice was cold to the bone.
As soon as he said this, Jia Ren wanted to refute, but he suddenly felt a terrifying chill coming from his left chest, making him shiver involuntarily.
When he lowered his head, he found that somewhere in his heart, a wisp of faint blue sparks was burning faintly.
"My heart is so cold... so cold!"
Jia Ren suddenly covered his heart with both hands and let out a shrill scream, his whole body condensed into an ice sculpture.
The blue flame clinging to his heart seemed to be fueled, and the flames surged, instantly covering Jia Ren's entire body.
Just like that, Jia Ren, who had turned into an ice sculpture, was burned into countless ice shavings by this strange blue flame.
"Ice bloodline?"
Zhou Liangce's face was gloomy, and he stared at the young man who was slowly walking to the center of the hall.
Not only Zhou Liangce, but the other four people in the hall, including Xin Hong, also looked at Mu Feng with fear, and no one stepped forward to attack Mu Feng.
"No! This is much more powerful than the ice bloodline, and what exactly is that blue flame? Is it spiritual fire?" Yu Biqiao's beautiful eyes narrowed and she said in a low voice.
The dull footsteps stopped suddenly.
Mu Feng stopped in the middle of the hall, waved his sleeves, and a burst of energy swept out, cutting off the rope in Concubine Feng Luo's hand.
Concubine Feng Luo fell down weakly, but was caught by Mu Feng with both hands and placed gently on the ground.
"Concubine Luo! I'm sorry, it was me who caused you trouble!"
Mu Feng looked at the scars all over his body. The girl's eyes were filled with guilt.
He knew very well that Xin Hong, the blood gun, was targeting him.
Concubine Feng Luo and Mo Kun ended up like this because they were completely implicated by him.
"Brother Feng! You are talking about being implicated! You gave me my life, and I have no regrets even if I die for you!"
Concubine Feng Luo tried her best to put on a smile, but because it was too painful, her eyebrows twisted tightly.
Mu Feng nodded slightly, but the anger in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.
"Mu Feng! You are so brave. You dare to break into Xuehong Pavilion without permission, and you dare to kill a genius from outside the list. Do you still have Wufu in your eyes?"
Xin Hong held the blood gun tightly in his right hand, stepped hard with his right foot, and all the energy of the fifth level of the Life Wheel burst out, and shouted sternly at Mu Feng.
Zhou Liangce, Yu Biqiao, Hong Haoqiang and Qiu Tiancheng all released their auras and surrounded Mu Feng.
"Did you inflict the injuries on Concubine Luo?"
Mu Feng slowly raised his head, looked at Xin Hong with cold eyes, and asked in a low voice.
"You're talking about her! That's just a small punishment. If the blood in her body wasn't still valuable, I would have killed her long ago!"
Xin Hong held the blood gun in both hands, with a cruel curve at the corner of his mouth, and said unscrupulously.
"I'll give you a chance! Cut off your arms, destroy your cultivation, kneel in front of Concubine Luo and Mo Kun, and kowtow to apologize! I can consider letting you die quickly!"
Mu Feng stared coldly at the triumphant Xin Hong, and the anger in his heart ignited.
"Cut your arms off? Destroy your cultivation? Kowtow and apologize?"
Xin Hong's eyes were strange and he laughed loudly: "Are you out of your mind? Who do you think you are? Don't think that you are invincible just because you kill a few outsiders!"
Xin Hong was confident that he was the first genius on the foreign list and looked down on the other geniuses on the foreign list.
Mu Feng was able to kill several outside geniuses. In his opinion, his strength was indeed good, but there was still a big gap between him and him.
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I will make you kneel in front of my friends and kowtow to repent!"
After Mu Feng placed Mo Kun next to Concubine Feng Luo, he stood up slowly, his hair and clothes fluttering freely.
"And you! If you don't want to die, get away as far as you can!"
Mu Feng's eyes glowed with a sharp blue light. He looked around at Zhou Liangce and Yu Biqiao who were surrounding him, and shouted coldly.
Whether it was burning his house or insulting his friends, it was all done by Xin Hong. If the others knew each other and left, Mu Feng had no intention of pursuing them.
"Arrogant! This guy who is just starting out threatened to tell us to get out. Do you really think you are strong? Let me see if I don't tear you apart!"
Hong Haoqiang had a hot temper, roared, and strode towards Mu Feng head-on.
Hong Haoqiang, as the fourth genius on the external list, specializes in physical martial arts, and has developed a body of steel and iron. It is said that his physical body is comparable to that of low-level Xuan-level spiritual soldiers.
"Demon Elephant Blood Body!"
The moment Hong Haoqiang rushed towards him, he used his strongest physical martial arts.
I saw that his body was forcibly raised by one foot, his muscles were bulging, and dense blood veins were all over his body, like a demon elephant stepping on the ground.
Zhou Liangce, Yu Biqiao and Qiu Tiancheng were also angered by Mu Feng's wild words, and they all used their strongest martial arts.
Qiu Tiancheng squeezed the sword secret, unsheathed the spirit sword behind his back, followed him, and quickly walked around behind Mu Feng.
Zhou Liangce held the folding fan in his hand and rushed towards Mu Feng's left side with mysterious steps on the soles of his feet. He twirled the folding fan in his hand and several black needles shot out, pointing directly at Mu Feng's vitals.
Yu Biqiao took out a red iron whip, came to Mu Feng's right side, and swung it out in the air with her jade hand. The shadow of the red whip whizzed past in the air and flew towards Mu Feng's head.
The cooperation was quite tacit, and the timing was extremely precise.
If he were an ordinary fifth level warrior of the Life Wheel, facing the siege of Xin Hong's five men, he would definitely die.
Unfortunately, Mu Feng is not an ordinary fifth-level life wheel warrior.
"You little bastard! You have to pay the price for speaking out!"
Xin Hong hugged the blood gun with both hands and looked at Mu Feng who was surrounded by four people with a sarcastic expression.
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The four people who besieged Mu Feng were the four strongest geniuses in the outer courtyard besides him.
Even he would probably be in danger when faced with the siege of these four people, let alone Mu Feng, whom he looked down upon at all.
Hong Haoqiang's speed was very fast. Every time he took a step, there was an astonishing vibration on the ground, as if a strong earthquake had occurred.
Mu Feng's expression was calm, and he gently raised a palm.
The surface of this palm is covered with ice crystals, which are crystal clear and seem to break if touched.
boom!
Just like this, Mu Feng's palm gently pressed on Hong Haoqiang's chest. The powerful impact turned into terrifying air waves and swept away in all directions, but Mu Feng remained motionless.
I saw Hong Haoqiang, as if he had hit an indestructible barrier, instantly turning from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and his whole body froze there.
His eyes showed a look of fear and pain.
On his chest, a palm print slowly appeared.
At first, it was just a very shallow layer, and then gradually deepened.
One inch, two inches, three inches...
In this way, Mu Feng's palm kept sinking into his chest.
In the end, Mu Feng's palm penetrated Hong Haoqiang's entire body, penetrated his spine, and blasted out from behind, forming a terrifying palm print hollow.
"First!"
Mu Feng's indifferent voice sounded slowly, and then Hong Haoqiang's screams broke out.
His huge body flew up into the air, holding up a long plume of white smoke, and fell heavily to the ground hundreds of meters away, creating a huge crater.
At the same time, a thunderous sound of air exploded, and a white air ring appeared around Mu Feng.
This air ring spread out in all directions in the shape of a ring, and countless gravels were blown away.
What kind of powerful force is needed to create such a terrifying landscape.
"This guy……"
After Mu Feng killed Hong Haoqiang with such a clean strike, the smile on Xin Hong's face completely stiffened...