"Mu Feng! It seems that we underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be able to conquer a powerful person like Ao Ling!" Zhao Lu narrowed his eyes, then raised his head slightly, and then looked at the person standing on Ao Ling's head.
The young man on the stairs slowly opened his mouth and said.
Mu Feng just looked at Zhao Lu indifferently, did not speak, and just looked at the latter quietly.
Zhao Lu frowned slightly, quite dissatisfied with Mu Feng's silence, and said lightly: "Although Ao Ling is powerful, you can also see that we have eight eighth-level Martial Emperors including me here.
And there are millions of troops behind you to back you up! Just you and Ao Ling, it’s like hitting an egg against a stone!”
"Then what?" Mu Feng said calmly.
Zhao Lu smiled lightly and said: "Of course it is you who retreats. If you retreat, we will not hold you responsible for anything! You are a smart person and you should know what choice to make!"
Mu Feng shook his head and said, "What if I don't?"
Zhao Lu's eyes turned cold and he said: "If you don't, then there is only one battle. Not only will you die, but our seven major coalition forces will also flatten the Holy City and massacre it directly! And you will become the entire Holy City.
The city’s eternal sinner.”
Zhao Lu's words were amplified without concealment and spread throughout the entire sacred city. Everyone in the city heard them clearly.
Especially after hearing that Zhao Lu was going to massacre the city, everyone in the city showed panic.
They knew very well that what Zhao Lu said was not a lie, but the truth. The millions of soldiers were all elites. Once they took action, the sacred city would be completely slaughtered in a very short time.
Deep inside the city, in front of the palace, Zhao Ziye, who had been paying attention to the movements on the city wall, his expression also changed.
"We can't let this Mu Feng do anything bad!"
Zhao Ziye looked ugly and led Zhao Lingyan and the palace masters to the city wall where Mu Feng and Zhao Lu were confronting each other.
"Mu Feng! As a citizen of the Holy Dynasty, you should take the overall situation into consideration It’s very important! Don’t cause disaster and harm the people of the entire holy city because of your impulsive actions!” Kou Si spoke quickly.
Mu Feng looked at Kou Si indifferently and said nothing. Although Kou Si was a little afraid of Ao Ling at Mu Feng's feet, he still mustered up the courage to continue: "The seven coalition forces are too powerful. Our Holy Dynasty is no match at all. Let's continue fighting.
If you go down, you will be hitting a rock with an egg! The same goes for you, your power alone is too small!"
"Since this is a losing war, why should we continue fighting to the death and lose manpower and material resources in vain? Surrender is the only way to achieve peace, and by then so many people will not have died in the Holy City."
Cang Hongshen was furious and scolded: "Kou Si! You are talking nonsense. The seven coalition forces have already bullied us. We still have to tolerate it and cede so much territory! You know, the war is theirs.
Instigated by the seven major forces, our Holy Dynasty is the victim!"
"Why were we trapped by them, and we had to compromise with them in the end and compensate them for so much territory? Your backbone is curved, but mine is not! Fighting is nothing more than death, so why should we be afraid?"
"Besides, showing weakness to others will only allow the seven major forces to advance! Cut five cities today and ten cities tomorrow, but you can only sleep in peace overnight. When you look around, the seven coalition forces will come back again! Until they are destroyed.
country!"
Kou Si snorted coldly and was about to refute, but Zhao Ziye had already arrived.
"You don't have to argue, I will make my own decision on this matter!" After Zhao Ziye finished speaking, his eyes fell on Mu Feng and Cang Hongshen, and continued: "Mu Feng, Cang Shoufu! What Kou Si said about this matter makes sense.
Our Holy Dynasty is no match for the seven coalition forces. If we continue to fight, it will only lead to a loss of life. So why start another war?
What about fighting?"
Zhao Ziye looked at Cang Hongshen and said: "Cang Shoufu, haven't you always regarded serving the country and the people as your life goal? Now is the time for you to achieve your life goal. As long as you die for the country, the holy dynasty will be
Restore peace and prevent the spread of war!"
After saying that, Zhao Ziye looked at Mu Feng again and said: "Mufeng, you should listen to Commander Zhao Lu and retreat now, don't wade into this muddy water!"
Cang Hongshen's face was pale and he stared at Zhao Ziye, his eyes full of sadness.
Mu Feng said coldly: "Zhao Ziye, you really don't deserve to be the emperor of the Holy Dynasty! As the head of this dynasty, you took the lead in surrendering to the enemy. All the previous emperors of the Holy Dynasty have been humiliated by you!"
Zhao Ziye's face was extremely gloomy, he stared at Mu Feng, and shouted breathlessly: "Mu Feng! What did you say? Do you dare to say it again?"
"I... said... you... are not... worthy!"
Mu Feng's sharp eyes were fixed on Zhao Ziye, and he read out each word in a very slow but loud voice.
A loud sound like a drum exploded from the ground, and the pressure contained in it was like mountains collapsing, crushing them all on Zhao Ziye.
boom!
Zhao Ziye was caught off guard and fell to his knees on the ground. His face turned pale and red blood flowed from his seven orifices.
On the other hand, Mu Feng's long hair was flying, his clothes were fluttering, and the aura emanating from his whole body was soaring into the sky, far overshadowing Zhao Ziye.
"Hmm? The peak of the sixth level Martial Emperor?"
Zhao Lu's pupils tightened to the point of needles, and he looked at the young man with flying long hair in astonishment, and his heart was completely shocked.
He knew that Mu Feng was only in his twenties, but he was already at the peak of the sixth-level Martial Emperor. This cultivation progress was too fast, right?
" Such a powerful aura, when did this guy's cultivation become so strong?" Zhao Lingyan, who was behind Zhao Ziye, was directly pressed to the ground by the terrifying pressure, and his face became ferocious.
"Master Chief Assistant is right. Mu Feng really didn't lie to us. He is really a sixth-level Martial Emperor, and he is still at the peak of the sixth-level Martial Emperor!" Qi Yan murmured to himself with dull eyes.
The four great bachelors, Pu Shi, Zhong Wei, Yu Luan and Xiang Rui, were also stunned on the spot, with trembling lips and open mouths.
Although they initially learned about Mu Feng's current specific cultivation level from Cang Hongshen, they were actually hesitant to believe it.
But now, Mu Feng directly burst out with cultivation aura, and they finally understood that Mu Feng's original reply to Cang Hongshen was not exaggerated at all, but a little more modest.
Since ancient times, there has never been a middle-level Martial Emperor in his twenties in Shenjian Continent, and looking at Mu Feng's behavior, he is not far away from being a high-level Martial Emperor.
What does this mean?
This shows that Mu Feng is very likely to become a high-level martial emperor before the age of thirty, and by then he will really have set a record that is difficult to achieve.
Cang Hongshen laughed, his eyes filled with relief.
The more powerful and talented Mu Feng is, the happier he is, and he is even proud of Mu Feng from the bottom of his heart.
"Mu Feng! You are so brave, you actually dare to attack His Majesty!"
Two burly men wearing different styles of armor beside Zhao Ziye suddenly stood up, their terrifying momentum rising into the sky, and they could barely resist the pressure on Mu Feng.
This made the two people's expressions change drastically. They were two of the three commanders of the Forbidden Army. They were both seventh-level Martial Emperors. Their combined momentum was suppressed by Mu Feng.