Mu Feng looked at the geniuses from the other two factions in front of him, lowered his head and smiled. When he raised his head again, his eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife.
The faces of the four people from the City Lord's Mansion and the Zhu family suddenly became serious after hearing this. Because this showed that Mu Feng did not take them seriously at all.
"What are you talking about, arrogant boy, I will show you how powerful you are today!"
Feng Jueshang was the first to feel angry, not only because he was looked down upon by Mu Feng, but also because there had been some rift between him and Mu Feng before.
"Oh, it's you," Mu Feng said coldly, thunder surged in his hand, and the Qingxiao Sword slowly appeared, and then was grasped: "My holy weapon was almost destroyed by you, now
That’s what I said!”
"Die!"
Feng Jueshang gritted his teeth. He didn't know why, but whenever he saw Mu Feng's appearance, he felt uncomfortable.
Especially since Ling Han was still looking at Mu Feng with admiration from behind, it made him even more angry.
He stepped forward suddenly, and his body suddenly shot out. The force was so powerful that even the ground was immediately broken into pieces.
Mu Feng still had time to turn around and tell Ling Han: "Go as far away as possible."
Ling Han nodded quickly, turned around and ran away without any hesitation. This was the third time Mu Feng said this to her in this competition, and every time she was shocked.
This was obviously a multi-person competition, but it looked like it was Mu Feng's one-man show. No matter how good the others were, they couldn't compare to Mu Feng's brilliance in this competition.
So when Mu Feng told her to stay away, she didn't even have much worry. In her mind, Mu Feng was not only able to stand up in times of crisis, but was also invincible.
Just when Ling Han had just run out, Feng Jueshang had already arrived in front of Mu Feng. There was a tremor in the void on both sides of his body, and two flying knives with a strong chill suddenly came out. At the same time, he clenched his palms into claws and clawed hard at Mu Feng's chest.
Mu Feng nodded slowly. The two flying knives seemed to be mid-level Nirvana-level sacred weapons. They looked like a complete set. I'm afraid there weren't just two of them.
So he paid attention to the side, and at the same time, he tilted the Qingxiao Sword upwards in his hand. Under the flash of cold light, countless thunders suddenly appeared!
The two flying knives plunged into the thunder, but as if they were pierced into liquid, they instantly became weak and fell straight towards the ground.
Feng Jueshang's expression changed, his body suddenly stopped, and then he stepped back, but Mu Feng bullied him and stabbed forward with the Qingxiao Sword, aiming at Feng Jueshang's throat.
After retreating a certain distance, a sinister smile appeared on Feng Jueshang's lips, and the Holy Yuan in his body suddenly shook.
In an instant, two more flying knives came around behind Mu Feng and roared towards him, but they were about to pierce into Mu Feng's body in the blink of an eye.
But at this moment, Feng Jueshang suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes. Mu Feng's body blurred for a while and then solidified again, but the two flying knives actually passed through Mu Feng's body!
"How is this possible?" he exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Even Feng Wenhan and Zhu Haotian's expressions changed at this moment. Of course they could see that Mu Feng had just used a special movement technique to dodge the flying knife and then returned to the same place, so he appeared.
It gave the illusion of a flying knife passing through his body.
This requires strong strength as the foundation, and it also requires a holy art of movement. The holy art of movement has always been the most precious and difficult to cultivate among the holy arts.
Even the two of them didn't have it in their hands
A complete holy art of movement.
At this time, Mu Feng's heart was as clear as a mirror. He had naturally felt Feng Jue Shang's flying knife just now, not to mention that he had been on guard from the beginning.
At this moment, he suddenly raised the Qingxiao Sword in his hand, the powerful Holy Yuan surged from his body, and then slashed it down with one sword!
A green sword energy suddenly shot out, but fell on Feng Jueshang in the blink of an eye. Feng Jueshang screamed, and his body was hacked away!
However, when the sword energy came into contact with his body, Mu Feng could see clearly that a bright light suddenly flashed on his body, which should be a sacred weapon for body protection.
Sure enough, after Feng Jueshang stood up, a long slit was cut in the clothes on his chest, but under the clothes, there was actually a set of iron armor.
This set of iron armor looks like a Nirvana-level elementary holy weapon, and its defensive power cannot be underestimated. The people in the City Lord's Mansion are really wealthy, and they are even willing to give out precious defensive holy weapons for the use of their younger generations.
Feng Jueshang stood up with some fright, and looked at Mu Feng with even colder eyes. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the four flying knives flew back to his hand.
At this time, he also understood that this Mu Feng's strength was definitely more than what he looked like at the early stage of the third level of Nirvana. But it was clear that in the weapon refining workshop before, he was just a coward who did not dare to resist. .??.
"No, you must have used some secret technique, otherwise how could you suddenly become so strong?" Feng Jueshang stared at Mu Feng with a gloomy expression, and was about to rush forward again.
But an arm was blocked in front of him at this moment, and it turned out to be Feng Wenhan.
"Brother, let me try him. He is definitely not that powerful!" Feng Jue Shang said anxiously.
But Feng Wenhan slowly shook his head, his eyes full of solemnity. He could tell that Mu Feng definitely did not use any secret skills. This was his true strength.
"You are no match for him." He said calmly, but fighting spirit surged in his body. "I didn't expect that I would make a mistake one day."
Mu Feng shrugged and said with a gentle smile on his face: "Why, are you still unwilling to join forces now? Otherwise, I will defeat you one by one."
"Let me meet you!"
Zhu Haotian laughed loudly and ran wildly. The strength of the middle third level of Nirvana suddenly burst out. There was no holy weapon in his hand, but the tyrannical Saint Yuan came out of his body, wrapped around his arm, and then punched out
!
A whistling sound suddenly sounded in the air, even faintly mixed with a low explosion, as if the air had been blown away by this punch.
But at this time, Mu Feng did not dodge. He stood on the spot, slowly moved one foot behind him, and punched out with the same punch, with golden holy energy swirling around his fist.
He actually wanted to withstand Zhu Haotian's attack!
boom!
The two fists collided fiercely, and there was an explosion-like sound. The holy energy of the two collided hard, and the aftermath suddenly spread out!
The ground beneath their feet immediately shattered, and they both stepped back at the same time. They each took three steps back before they stabilized their bodies.
Zhu Haotian was shocked. The gap in realm was irreparable, but this Mu Feng used his strength at the early stage of the third stage of Nirvana to challenge his strength at the middle stage of the third stage of Nirvana, and he did not fall behind!
This sounds a bit scary.
Cross-level challenges have always been something only those monsters who defy the heavens can accomplish. Have they all misjudged that this Mu Feng is actually that kind of monster?
Without any time to think about it, Zhu Haotian directly reached out to greet Zhu Haoyun who was standing aside. He turned to Feng Wenhan and said, "You can see clearly that if we don't deal with this kid, we won't get the Nine Yang Sacred Fruit. I don't care who bullies others."
Master, if you are unwilling to take action, then our Zhu family will do it for you!"