"Mu Feng, do you still remember the disciple of the God of War Sect who was killed by you? That was my junior brother. Do you think the God of War Sect will just let this matter go?"
"Don't worry, I will send you down today to accompany my junior brother. Since you are so annoying, there is no need to live. Even if you are a monk of the Martial Temple, so what? This status can't protect you!"
Zhuo Sheng sneered at this moment, as if he had already convinced Mu Feng.
Wu Hairou walked out slowly at this moment, stood in front of Mu Feng, and said coldly: "Zhuo Sheng, do you still have me in your eyes? As long as I am still here, you will never allow me to touch Mu Feng.
Hair!"
Her words were resounding, and the identity of the third princess also made the disciples of the small forces fearful. After all, the ruler of the Wuyang Kingdom was even on an equal footing with the five major forces, and they couldn't afford to offend her.
But just because they don't dare, it doesn't mean that Zhuo Sheng doesn't dare.
Among the five major forces, the geniuses who can enter the Wuyang God List have already proven their strength, so they are all proud and arrogant, without exception.
Not only do they have the backing of the five major forces, but they also have a background in the Martial Temple. Normally, they would not dare to provoke such people. This also creates their bold character.
At this moment, Zhuo Sheng looked at Wu Hairou, looked up and down unscrupulously, and then said viciously: "Wu Hairou, do you really think of yourself as a person? In my eyes, you are nothing at all!"
"If you hadn't been the third princess of the royal family, I wouldn't have looked at you even if you were naked and standing in front of me. But today, I'm going to touch him. What can you do?"
"If you really dare to stop me, I will kill you as well. Anyway, if you die here, no one will know that I killed you!"
His words were very strong, and Wu Hairou's face suddenly became serious. And the disciples of those small forces naturally chose to side with Zhuo Sheng at this moment.
After all, one can tell at a glance that Zhuo Sheng has the upper hand even before the fight. After all, his strength is already that of a master at the early stage of the eighth level of Nirvana.
Mu Feng and Mu Feng combined have not reached the eighth level of Nirvana. Although realm cannot represent strength, most people still follow the principle that the higher the realm, the stronger the strength.
"Young Master is so courageous!"
"That's right, our young master doesn't even look down on a mere third princess."
"Sir, show them how awesome you are!"
The disciples of those small forces were all very proud at this moment, and those who didn't know thought they were the protagonists.
When Zhuo Sheng heard someone complimenting him, he became even more excited. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his face was full of lewd expressions.
"If that's the case, then let's just stop and catch the third princess and let us have a good taste of what it's like to be a princess. It will definitely be very happy!"
He laughed, but Wu Hairou's body trembled.
Wu Hairou gritted her teeth, and the air-piercing spear was suddenly pulled out by her, and she held it tightly in her hand. The tyrannical Saint Yuan surged out, and her heart was filled with anger at this moment.
"Haha, it's only ninety-sixth on the Wuyang God List. I think you can stay on the God List because of your status as the third princess, but you are just a stinky woman!"
Zhuo Sheng didn't take it seriously at all, and the fighting spirit surged in his body. As a disciple of the God of War Sect, his physique didn't look that exaggerated, but this was a sign of returning to his original nature. This shows that his physical cultivation skills have reached such a high level that they are not manifested on the body.
The next moment, the clothes on his upper body suddenly exploded, and a bronze-like light appeared on the surface of his body. The muscles containing explosive power were as if they were cast from steel.
Wu Hairou was about to step forward, but Mu Feng suddenly pulled her shoulder and said lightly: "Leave it to me!"
"But……"
"You are no match for him." Mu Feng said slowly, handed Niu Cang to her, and then walked forward in two steps.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Zhuo Sheng in front of him, shook his head slowly and said, "Your target is me, why do you need to embarrass a little girl? This is really a loss of status."
"Tough talk!" Zhuo Sheng snorted coldly, "Boy, I will never let her go after I kill you. Looking at the two of you working together, you are just a couple."
"That's too much." Mu Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp.
Zhuo Sheng sneered, stepped on the ground suddenly, and his body suddenly hit like an arrow from the string. The powerful force suddenly set off a huge strong wind and hit his face!
"Too much? I'll beat you until your mother doesn't even recognize you!"
Mu Feng stood motionless on the spot. The strong wind blew his clothes back hard. The dust and stones on the ground were blown up by the strong wind at this moment, hitting him like raindrops.
Wu Hairou took Niu Cang and hid behind him. He was not worried about Mu Feng's safety. After all, he had personally seen Mu Feng deal with a monk who had achieved the eighth level of Nirvana.
She used the Holy Yuan to condense a barrier in front of her body, blocking her and Niu Cang.
Niu Cang also had a faint smile on his face at this moment, as if he didn't care about Mu Feng at all.
Wu Hairou asked doubtfully: "Aren't you worried that Mu Feng will lose?"
"Of course don't worry, he will definitely win. As long as he stands there, no one can defeat him." Niu Cang said seriously.
Wu Hairou fell silent for a while. No wonder the two of them could become brothers. This trust alone was not something that others could compare to.
At this time, Zhuo Sheng rushed in front of Mu Feng in the blink of an eye. He didn't use any fancy moves at all, he just punched out hard, like a bull.
The powerful force made the ground tremble slightly.
But Mu Feng just looked over coldly at this moment, with murderous intent surging in his eyes. The next moment, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the huge soul suddenly surged out.
"Shocking thorn!"
The power of the soul at the ninth level of Nirvana is released without reservation at this moment. At such a close distance, even if Zhuo Sheng notices it, there is no way to avoid it!
"ah!"
A scream rang out. Originally, Zhuo Sheng's fist was only half an inch away from hitting Mu Feng's face, but at the last moment, he felt like he was hit hard, and he fell to the ground hard.
The accumulated strength also dissipated in an instant.
"You want to kill me? Who do you think you are!"
Mu Feng then stepped forward and stepped hard on Zhuo Sheng's head. The Qingxiao Sword behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, and then he slashed it down!
Poof!
Zhuo Sheng's mind was still blank at this moment. His soul was on the verge of collapse and he was unable to make any counterattack. The Qingxiao Sword slashed directly from his neck. "Mu Feng, do you still remember the God of War you killed?"
A disciple of the sect? That’s my junior brother, do you think the God of War Sect will just let this matter go?"
"Don't worry, I will send you down today to accompany my junior brother. Since you are so annoying, there is no need to live. Even if you are a monk of the Martial Temple, so what? This status can't protect you!"
Zhuo Sheng sneered at this moment, as if he had already convinced Mu Feng.
Wu Hairou walked out slowly at this moment, stood in front of Mu Feng, and said coldly: "Zhuo Sheng, do you still have me in your eyes? As long as I am still here, you will never allow me to touch Mu Feng.
Hair!"
Her words were resounding, and the identity of the third princess also made the disciples of the small forces fearful. After all, the ruler of the Wuyang Kingdom was even on an equal footing with the five major forces, and they couldn't afford to offend her.
But just because they don't dare, it doesn't mean that Zhuo Sheng doesn't dare.
Among the five major forces, the geniuses who can enter the Wuyang God List have already proven their strength, so they are all proud and arrogant, without exception.
Not only do they have the backing of the five major forces, but they also have a background in the Martial Temple. Normally, they would not dare to provoke such people. This also creates their bold character.
At this moment, Zhuo Sheng looked at Wu Hairou, looked up and down unscrupulously, and then said viciously: "Wu Hairou, do you really think of yourself as a person? In my eyes, you are nothing at all!"
"If you hadn't been the third princess of the royal family, I wouldn't have looked at you even if you were naked and standing in front of me. But today, I'm going to touch him. What can you do?"
"If you really dare to stop me, I will kill you as well. Anyway, if you die here, no one will know that I killed you!"
His words were very strong, and Wu Hairou's face suddenly became serious. And the disciples of those small forces naturally chose to side with Zhuo Sheng at this moment.
After all, one can tell at a glance that Zhuo Sheng has the upper hand even before the fight. After all, his strength is already that of a master at the early stage of the eighth level of Nirvana.
Mu Feng and Mu Feng combined have not reached the eighth level of Nirvana. Although realm cannot represent strength, most people still follow the principle that the higher the realm, the stronger the strength.
"Young Master is so courageous!"
"That's right, our young master doesn't even look down on a mere third princess."
"Sir, show them how awesome you are!"
The disciples of those small forces were all very proud at this moment, and those who didn't know thought they were the protagonists.
When Zhuo Sheng heard someone complimenting him, he became even more excited. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his face was full of lewd expressions.
"If that's the case, then let's just stop and catch the third princess and let us have a good taste of what it's like to be a princess. It will definitely be very happy!"
He laughed, but Wu Hairou's body trembled.
Wu Hairou gritted her teeth, and the air-piercing spear was suddenly pulled out by her, and she held it tightly in her hand. The tyrannical Saint Yuan surged out, and her heart was filled with anger at this moment.
"Haha, it's only ninety-sixth on the Wuyang God List. I think you can stay on the God List because of your status as the third princess, but you are just a stinky woman!"
Zhuo Sheng didn't take it seriously at all, and the fighting spirit surged in his body. As a disciple of the God of War Sect, his physique didn't look that exaggerated, but this was a sign of returning to his original nature. This shows that his physical cultivation skills have reached such a high level that they are not manifested on the body.
The next moment, the clothes on his upper body suddenly exploded, and a bronze-like light appeared on the surface of his body. The muscles containing explosive power were as if they were cast from steel.
Wu Hairou was about to step forward, but Mu Feng suddenly pulled her shoulder and said lightly: "Leave it to me!"
"But……"
"You are no match for him." Mu Feng said slowly, handed Niu Cang to her, and then walked forward in two steps.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Zhuo Sheng in front of him, shook his head slowly and said, "Your target is me, why do you need to embarrass a little girl? This is really a loss of status."
"Tough talk!" Zhuo Sheng snorted coldly, "Boy, I will never let her go after I kill you. Looking at the two of you working together, you are just a couple."
"That's too much." Mu Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp.
Zhuo Sheng sneered, stepped on the ground suddenly, and his body suddenly hit like an arrow from the string. The powerful force suddenly set off a huge strong wind and hit his face!
"Too much? I'll beat you until your mother doesn't even recognize you!"
Mu Feng stood motionless on the spot. The strong wind blew his clothes back hard. The dust and stones on the ground were blown up by the strong wind at this moment, hitting him like raindrops.
Wu Hairou took Niu Cang and hid behind him. He was not worried about Mu Feng's safety. After all, he had personally seen Mu Feng deal with a monk who had achieved the eighth level of Nirvana.
She used the Holy Yuan to condense a barrier in front of her body, blocking her and Niu Cang.
Niu Cang also had a faint smile on his face at this moment, as if he didn't care about Mu Feng at all.
Wu Hairou asked doubtfully: "Aren't you worried that Mu Feng will lose?"
"Of course don't worry, he will definitely win. As long as he stands there, no one can defeat him." Niu Cang said seriously.
Wu Hairou fell silent for a while. No wonder the two of them could become brothers. This trust alone was not something that others could compare to.
At this time, Zhuo Sheng rushed in front of Mu Feng in the blink of an eye. He didn't use any fancy moves at all, he just punched out hard, like a bull.
The powerful force made the ground tremble slightly.
But Mu Feng just looked over coldly at this moment, with murderous intent surging in his eyes. The next moment, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the huge soul suddenly surged out.
"Shocking thorn!"
The power of the soul at the ninth level of Nirvana is released without reservation at this moment. At such a close distance, even if Zhuo Sheng notices it, there is no way to avoid it!
"ah!"
A scream rang out. Originally, Zhuo Sheng's fist was only half an inch away from hitting Mu Feng's face, but at the last moment, he felt like he was hit hard, and he fell to the ground hard.
The accumulated strength also dissipated in an instant.
"You want to kill me? Who do you think you are!"
Mu Feng then stepped forward and stepped hard on Zhuo Sheng's head. The Qingxiao Sword behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, and then he slashed it down!
Poof!
Zhuo Sheng's mind was still blank at this moment. His soul was on the verge of collapse and he was unable to make any counterattack. The Qingxiao Sword slashed directly from his neck.