Fu Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened with disbelief.
He had no idea when Mu Feng would appear behind him. His dragon-shaped barrier was obviously still not far below!
What made him even more frightened and angry was that the moment Mu Feng's right fist penetrated the back of his heart, his fingers spread out and pinched his heart.
"you……"
Just as Fu Ling was about to say let go, Mu Feng sneered and yanked Fu Ling's heart out with his right hand, and then hit Fu Ling's spine with his right knee mercilessly.
Fu Ling screamed, fell from mid-air, and hit the beast trap platform hard.
But he moved very quickly. He immediately put his hands on the acupuncture points of his heart, and used his holy power to protect the wound on his heart, forcibly stabilizing the injury.
The Holy Lord's vitality is very strong. Even if his heart is broken or his head explodes, he will not die. As long as there is a certain amount of flesh and blood, he can be reborn quickly.
But Fu Ling's current situation is not good, because the holy power that Mu Feng penetrated into his body contains seventy-two kinds of power, which completely suppresses the holy power in Fuling's body and constantly prevents the recovery of the holy power in his body.
Plop!
Plop!
…
Mu Feng was hanging in the air, holding a golden heart in his right hand, and the sound of the beating heart could be heard clearly in the ears of everyone present.
At this moment, there was silence around the trapped beast platform.
No one expected that the situation would turn around in an instant just as the fight began.
Fu Ling, who was originally confident of winning, was directly suppressed by Mu Feng, and even his heart was dug out in front of everyone.
As for Fu Ling, who has lost his heart, his strength will obviously not be as good as his peak, and his strength will gradually decline unless he spends a lot of money to regroup his heart.
After all, the heart is the blood supply center of the human body, which can continuously transport blood and energy throughout the body. If the heart is lost, although it is not fatal to the Holy Lord, it will have a significant impact on the strength.
"If I read it correctly, the attack just now contained seventy-two laws, right? And his cultivation level is only at the pinnacle of quasi-sage. How did he do it?"
A voice suddenly rang out from the originally silent crowd, followed by an overwhelming uproar.
They had just fought, and many people had already understood that Mu Feng's strength was not as simple as they thought.
Yu Chengfeng, who was originally as calm as water, narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at Mu Feng. Apparently, he did not expect that Mu Feng's strength could be so terrifying.
At the pinnacle of quasi-sage, he has mastered seventy-two laws, and judging from his performance just now, it is obvious that his spiritual power has been completely transformed into holy power.
Although the total amount of holy power may not be as good as Fu Ling's, the quality of the holy power exceeds Fu Ling's. In addition, Fu Ling underestimated the enemy, so in this fight, Fu Ling was directly hit hard, resulting in a serious decline in strength.
"Huh? It seems that I underestimated this guy. He is actually so powerful! It seems that the master of the palace has really high standards!" Lei Ji looked at Mu Feng with a burning gaze and became interested.
Xiao Ying, who was next to Lei Ji, was surprised.
"Trash! You were hit hard by me from the beginning. You can no longer be my opponent. Get out of here!"
Mu Feng held the golden heart in his hand, and his whole body was emitting red-gold light. He looked down at Fu Ling condescendingly and said coldly.
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Fu Ling was so angry that he was shaking all over, and he roared: "Mu Feng, I'm going to kill you!"
As he spoke, Fu Ling was furious and spat out a mouthful of blood. However, he gave up on healing his wounds and instead kicked off his legs. His whole body turned into a sword and he rushed towards Mu Feng.
At this moment, the surrounding sanctuary belonging to Fuling suddenly shrank, and sword shadows entered Fuling's body one after another.
At this moment, Fu Ling turned into a lightsaber, soared into the sky at extremely high speed, and struck at Mu Feng's vital parts.
Mu Feng's face turned cold. He squeezed his right hand suddenly, and the beating golden heart in his hand exploded. Countless blood spattered and turned into golden blood rain.
Wow!
The moment his heart burst, Fu Ling was deeply affected, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The body that had turned into a lightsaber paused for a breath.
With this breath of time, Mu Feng easily dodged Fu Ling's desperate blow, then turned back and turned his right hand into a claw, grabbing Fu Ling's Tianling Cap.
"broken!"
At this moment, Mu Feng spit out surging holy power from his palm, and the seventy-two laws contained in it exploded directly. This power was like a meat grinder, directly crushing Fu Ling's Tianling Cap.
All this happened so fast. The people in the audience saw Mu Feng and Fu Ling passing each other. Then, the light of Fu Ling's lightsaber dispersed, but his head exploded and turned into a
A headless body.
Yu Chengfeng's face changed slightly, he jumped up, caught Fu Ling's headless body, and then brought it back to the audience, while he poured his holy power into Fu Ling's body, using Mu Feng's laws inside
Use all your strength to drive them away.
After Mu Feng's law was expelled, Fu Ling's exploded head grew quickly, and a new heart quickly grew back on his left chest, and the wound healed.
However, Fu Ling's face was extremely pale, and his aura was extremely disordered.
"Fu Ling lost!"
Yu Chengfeng looked at Mu Feng coldly and admitted defeat for Fu Ling.
Wow!
For a moment, everyone in the audience was in an uproar. No one expected that this overwhelming battle would end in this way.
Although the result is also overwhelming, the objects of overwhelming and being overwhelmed have been exchanged.
Now, many people still have unreal feelings in their minds.
They have seen cases of quasi-holy geniuses defeating holy masters, but most of the defeated holy masters are basically the most rubbish holy masters who have just been promoted to holy masters and only have one or two kinds of laws.
But Fu Ling is not the case. He is the core disciple of the Temple of Origin. He has mastered more than fifty kinds of laws and is a strong one among the basic holy masters.
"That's awesome! Back when I was at the pinnacle of Quasi-Saint, I would be far inferior to him!" Lei Ji admired from the bottom of his heart, but his eyes began to burn with fierce fighting spirit.
He himself was a martial arts fanatic, and seeing such a genius rise made him excited.
Xiao Ying was silent. He looked at the young man in black on the beast trap stage with complicated eyes, and in his heart he admired the hall master's unique vision.
Yu Chengfeng was already considered a very evil spirit. Back then, when he was at the pinnacle of quasi-sage, he only mastered more than thirty kinds of laws.
But this Mu Feng has directly mastered the seventy-two laws, and he finally understands the reason why the palace master accepted Mu Feng as his direct disciple.
I'm afraid only such a monster can enter the hall master's eyes! Wow!
Fu Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened with disbelief.
He had no idea when Mu Feng would appear behind him. His dragon-shaped barrier was obviously still not far below!
What made him even more frightened and angry was that the moment Mu Feng's right fist penetrated the back of his heart, his fingers spread out and pinched his heart.
"you……"
Just as Fu Ling was about to say let go, Mu Feng sneered and yanked Fu Ling's heart out with his right hand, and then hit Fu Ling's spine with his right knee mercilessly.
Fu Ling screamed, fell from mid-air, and hit the beast trap platform hard.
But he moved very quickly. He immediately put his hands on the acupuncture points of his heart, and used his holy power to protect the wound on his heart, forcibly stabilizing the injury.
The Holy Lord's vitality is very strong. Even if his heart is broken or his head explodes, he will not die. As long as there is a certain amount of flesh and blood, he can be reborn quickly.
But Fu Ling's current situation is not good, because the holy power that Mu Feng penetrated into his body contains seventy-two kinds of power, which completely suppresses the holy power in Fuling's body and constantly prevents the recovery of the holy power in his body.
Plop!
Plop!
…
Mu Feng was hanging in the air, holding a golden heart in his right hand, and the sound of the beating heart could be heard clearly in the ears of everyone present.
At this moment, there was silence around the trapped beast platform.
No one expected that the situation would turn around in an instant just as the fight began.
Fu Ling, who was originally confident of winning, was directly suppressed by Mu Feng, and even his heart was dug out in front of everyone.
As for Fu Ling, who has lost his heart, his strength will obviously not be as good as his peak, and his strength will gradually decline unless he spends a lot of money to regroup his heart.
After all, the heart is the blood supply center of the human body, which can continuously transport blood and energy throughout the body. If the heart is lost, although it is not fatal to the Holy Lord, it will have a significant impact on the strength.
"If I read it correctly, the attack just now contained seventy-two laws, right? And his cultivation level is only at the pinnacle of quasi-sage. How did he do it?"
A voice suddenly rang out from the originally silent crowd, followed by an overwhelming uproar.
They had just fought, and many people had already understood that Mu Feng's strength was not as simple as they thought.
Yu Chengfeng, who was originally as calm as water, narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at Mu Feng. Apparently, he did not expect that Mu Feng's strength could be so terrifying.
At the pinnacle of quasi-sage, he has mastered seventy-two laws, and judging from his performance just now, it is obvious that his spiritual power has been completely transformed into holy power.
Although the total amount of holy power may not be as good as Fu Ling's, the quality of the holy power exceeds Fu Ling's. In addition, Fu Ling underestimated the enemy, so in this fight, Fu Ling was directly hit hard, resulting in a serious decline in strength.
"Huh? It seems that I underestimated this guy. He is actually so powerful! It seems that the master of the palace has really high standards!" Lei Ji looked at Mu Feng with a burning gaze and became interested.
Xiao Ying, who was next to Lei Ji, was surprised.
"Trash! You were hit hard by me from the beginning. You can no longer be my opponent. Get out of here!"
Mu Feng held the golden heart in his hand, and his whole body was emitting red-gold light. He looked down at Fu Ling condescendingly and said coldly.
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Fu Ling was so angry that he was shaking all over, and he roared: "Mu Feng, I'm going to kill you!"
As he spoke, Fu Ling was furious and spat out a mouthful of blood. However, he gave up on healing his wounds and instead kicked off his legs. His whole body turned into a sword and he rushed towards Mu Feng.
At this moment, the surrounding sanctuary belonging to Fuling suddenly shrank, and sword shadows entered Fuling's body one after another.
At this moment, Fu Ling turned into a lightsaber, soared into the sky at extremely high speed, and struck at Mu Feng's vital parts.
Mu Feng's face turned cold. He squeezed his right hand suddenly, and the beating golden heart in his hand exploded. Countless blood spattered and turned into golden blood rain.
Wow!
The moment his heart burst, Fu Ling was deeply affected, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The body that had turned into a lightsaber paused for a breath.
With this breath of time, Mu Feng easily dodged Fu Ling's desperate blow, then turned back and turned his right hand into a claw, grabbing Fu Ling's Tianling Cap.
"broken!"
At this moment, Mu Feng spit out surging holy power from his palm, and the seventy-two laws contained in it exploded directly. This power was like a meat grinder, directly crushing Fu Ling's Tianling Cap.
All this happened so fast. The people in the audience saw Mu Feng and Fu Ling passing each other. Then, the light of Fu Ling's lightsaber dispersed, but his head exploded and turned into a
A headless body.
Yu Chengfeng's face changed slightly, he jumped up, caught Fu Ling's headless body, and then brought it back to the audience, while he poured his holy power into Fu Ling's body, using Mu Feng's laws inside
Use all your strength to drive them away.
After Mu Feng's law was expelled, Fu Ling's exploded head grew quickly, and a new heart quickly grew back on his left chest, and the wound healed.
However, Fu Ling's face was extremely pale, and his aura was extremely disordered.
"Fu Ling lost!"
Yu Chengfeng looked at Mu Feng coldly and admitted defeat for Fu Ling.
Wow!
For a moment, everyone in the audience was in an uproar. No one expected that this overwhelming battle would end in this way.
Although the result is also overwhelming, the objects of overwhelming and being overwhelmed have been exchanged.
Now, many people still have unreal feelings in their minds.
They have seen cases of quasi-holy geniuses defeating holy masters, but most of the defeated holy masters are basically the most rubbish holy masters who have just been promoted to holy masters and only have one or two kinds of laws.
But Fu Ling is not the case. He is the core disciple of the Temple of Origin. He has mastered more than fifty kinds of laws and is a strong one among the basic holy masters.
"That's awesome! Back when I was at the pinnacle of Quasi-Saint, I would be far inferior to him!" Lei Ji admired from the bottom of his heart, but his eyes began to burn with fierce fighting spirit.
He himself was a martial arts fanatic, and seeing such a genius rise made him excited.
Xiao Ying was silent. He looked at the young man in black on the beast trap stage with complicated eyes, and in his heart he admired the hall master's unique vision.
Yu Chengfeng was already considered a very evil spirit. Back then, when he was at the pinnacle of quasi-sage, he only mastered more than thirty kinds of laws.
But this Mu Feng has directly mastered the seventy-two laws, and he finally understands the reason why the palace master accepted Mu Feng as his direct disciple.
I'm afraid only such a monster can enter the hall master's eyes!