Chapter 4222 Only worthy of being used as fertilizer
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Mu Feng burst out with shocking power, blocking the charging bloody bull. The two kinds of golden and bloody rays of light collided fiercely in the void, erupting with a thunderous roar!
"Asura Fighting Fist!"
Mu Feng's eyes flashed, purple light gathered in his palm, and an angry and unyielding aura was released, as well as a strong fighting spirit.
In ancient times, Shura represented resistance, unyielding, and fighting. The sacred arts passed down will naturally release the same aura.
Mu Feng took a step forward, clenched his fingers and then fiercely pushed out.
Boom!
The dark purple fist shadow suddenly appeared and hit the bloody bull hard. Earth-shaking power suddenly exploded, shaking the earth in an instant!
Boom boom boom!
Violent explosions were heard continuously. Starting from the head, the bloody bull began to collapse rapidly, as if the collapse was contagious and spread. In the blink of an eye, the entire blood shadow of the bull was shattered.
The eyes of the bull head in the distance suddenly widened, its pupils were scarlet, and there were countless bloodshot eyes, and blood was already flowing from the corners of its mouth.
But even so, he didn't want to die, but gritted his teeth.
The monks who join the Wutian organization not only do not seek death, but also live a better life.
Unless you fall into the devil's path, you must abide by ethics and morals, the Three Cardinal Principles and the Five Constant Rules, which seem to have countless rules.
But when Ziyao fell into the devil's path and joined the Wutian organization, all the rules seemed to disappear. As long as you want, you can do anything.
So Niutou doesn't want to die, he still wants to live, and he still wants to live for a long time.
"ah!"
He roared again, raised his mace and rushed towards Mu Feng. All his demon power was poured into the mace, and the distance of several hundred feet disappeared in an instant.
"Kill you!"
The bull's head was like a madman. The moment the bloody bull broke into pieces, he rushed in front of Mu Feng, and smashed the mace with astonishing energy towards Mu Feng's head!
"Want to fight hard? You are not qualified at all."
Mu Feng uttered a cold taunt, and the six arms of Fudo Ming behind him hit the bull's head at the same time, and each hand hit the mace at an extremely fast speed.
Bang bang bang!
The six arms turned into countless afterimages. In the short time it took for the mace to hit, the mace had been hit countless times.
when!
Mu Feng stood motionless, but the golden light on the Qingxiao Sword in his hand became more and more intense.
Just when the huge mace was about to hit Mu Feng's head, it finally reached its limit and exploded. In just a short moment, the mace withstood countless attacks.
"How can it be?"
Niutou's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe the scene he saw. The holy weapon that had been with him for tens of thousands of years, after being strengthened and forged countless times, was actually smashed to pieces!
Mu Feng just smiled coldly. Everything was as he expected. The mace, like its owner, had reached the end of its rope.
"Way to go!"
He left two words in a deep voice, swept across with his long sword, and his body crossed with the bull's head like thunder.
Whoosh!
A hundred miles of void was cut open with a sword. Mu Feng had already arrived behind Niutou, and a drop of blood slowly dripped from the Qingxiao Sword.
Niu Tou still held the broken mace in his hand. He looked down and saw a line of blood appeared on his body, splitting him in two. Immediately, blood poured out crazily.
He struggled to turn around, as if trying to catch something, but it was all in vain, and the life in his body was rapidly passing away.
In the end, the once famous and powerful man in the demon world died in the Wordless Golden Book.
"Jiuyuan, don't waste this body. Use it as fertilizer for the elixir field. This kind of dregs is only suitable for fertilizer."
Mu Feng said hello and found a space sacred artifact from the dead Niutou.
After opening it, the contents of the Space Sacred Artifact were very pitiful. They were not worthy of the powerful strength of the Niutou, and they were basically just some low-grade elixirs, holy artifacts, etc.
The few natural and earthly treasures were taken out by Mu Feng, sowing what could be planted and collecting what could be collected.
"These elixirs and sacred artifacts can be used by Lu Pojuan."
Mu Feng whispered to himself.
Although Mu Feng looked down on these things, they were very precious to Lu Pojuan, and he could even rely on these resources to recruit more powerful people.
It can also be used to train slaves whose qualifications and talents have been purified.
Jiuyuan had already collected all Niutou's corpses and used the flesh and blood of the supreme powerhouse as fertilizer. Only Mu Feng dared to say such a thing.
Mu Feng happily put away everything, then restored his holy energy in the holy spring, and then left the Wordless Golden Book.
None of the three bone-burning towers knew that Niu Tou had been killed, not even Ma Mian.
But the fake Mu Feng who was on the first floor of the Pingu Tower seemed to have noticed something. He opened his eyes and looked upward, his brows furrowed deeply.
"Didn't that red-robed man leave just now?"
At this time, Mu Feng had already reached the sixth floor. When he saw Ma Mian, who was still recovering from his injuries, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Feeling a vague murderous intention, Ma Mian suddenly opened his eyes and glared at Mu Feng: "A little red-robed man dares to have murderous intention towards me. Don't you want to live?"
At this time, Mu Feng has put on the red robe again. If he can solve them one by one, he will not be stupid enough to reveal his identity and attract others to come.
So he hurriedly lowered his head and said: "Sir, Lord Niutou, please come over."
Ma Mian was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said, "What the hell is this guy doing?"
The two of them hurried up the tower one after another and arrived at the ninth floor. However, there was no bull head here, only a portal that seemed to be the entrance to the small world.
"Master Niutou is waiting for you inside." Mu Feng said.
Ma Mian came to the entrance with some suspicion, looked up and down, and suddenly grabbed Mu Feng who was standing beside him.
"Who are you? You know, they never call an old cow a cow head!"
Mu Feng knew that he had been exposed, but he did not panic at all. He also grabbed the horse's face with his backhand and jumped directly into the entrance, which was then closed.
Ma Mian originally wanted to resist, but the power Mu Feng had just exploded far exceeded him, so he was directly pulled into the world of the Golden Book.
Looking at the damaged void that had not yet been restored, Ma Mian's expression suddenly darkened, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
"Where's Lao Niu?"
Mu Feng took off his red robe at this time, revealing his original appearance.
"I'm sorry, I have already killed the bull head. I will send you to see him soon."
It was just a faint smile, but it made Ma's face shudder and make him sweat. "Mu Feng, it's you!"