"My surname is Mu, and I come from the sacred Chaomu Palace!"
The young man looked at Mu Feng with stern eyes.
"My surname is Mu?"
Mu Feng's pupils shrank, his mind was filled with thoughts, and he figured out a lot in an instant.
The surname Mu Qie comes from the Sheng Dynasty, so it must be related to Mu Qingcang.
And the Mu Shen Mansion that this young man mentioned was probably the force behind Mu Qingcang.
"What is your relationship with Mu Qingcang?" Mu Feng's voice was low.
The young man sneered and said, "You bitch, you don't need to know too much! I'm here today to take you back to Mu Shen's Mansion to interrogate your guilt! If you have some sense, just come with me!"
"Asking guilt? This is the first time I met you, so why am I guilty?" Mu Feng's heart sank and he felt confused.
Whether it was his biological father, Mu Qingcang, or the young man named Mu in front of him, they all made Mu Feng feel disgusted.
Mu Qingcang abandoned the pregnant Li Wenshu without saying a word, causing Li Wenshu to be stigmatized for more than ten years.
Later, he ordered someone to send him a method of blood grafting, which caused Mu Feng to be deprived of his natural royal body and blood, and suffered endless glares and humiliation.
And this young man named Mu was even more inexplicable. He acted aloof and condescending as soon as he arrived. He accused him of crimes and wanted to take him away by force without any reason.
"Your birth is a sin! Get over here quickly, my patience is limited!" the young man surnamed Mu said impatiently.
"Give me a reason! Otherwise, there is no need to discuss anything!" Mu Feng said indifferently.
The young man surnamed Mu narrowed his eyes to a slit, and a fierce energy surged out of his body, instantly covering Mu Feng's body.
"Fourth level Martial King!"
Mu Feng's face completely darkened. Although he had already guessed that this young man was not simple, he did not expect that his cultivation would be so strong.
Although Mu Feng's strength has changed in his true blood form, he can only reach around the second level Martial King at most.
Before, the reason why he was able to injure King Wu of Zhenguo was because Yu Feihong underestimated the enemy and exposed a flaw, which gave Mu Feng an opportunity.
If Yu Feihong went all out, Mu Feng would at most be on par with him. >The fourth-level Martial King is much more powerful than him, and Mu Feng cannot be his opponent.
"So powerful!"
The four great martial kings, Zhenguo Martial King, Qinghong Martial King, Ding Xingduan and Xuefeng Martial King, all had their eyelids twitching fiercely, their gazes becoming more and more awe-inspiring.
"You're just a bitch, how dare you reject me? In that case, I'll cripple your limbs first and then take you away!"
The young man's eyes were cold as he stepped out into the air and walked towards Mu Feng step by step.
He walked very slowly, but the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, causing King Qinghong Wu, King Zhenguo Wu and others to feel great pressure.
"escape!"
Mu Feng suddenly shouted low, stepped lightly with his right foot, and used the form of Shadowless Shadow, turning his body into a series of afterimages, and instantly escaped into the distance.
Although Mu Feng is confident, he is not blind.
Knowing that the enemy in front of him was much stronger than him, he still stayed and resisted. That was not courage, but pedantry and stupidity.
Among the crowd, Xiao Sang's eyes changed slightly in Yunyun's arms.
It instantly understood what Mu Feng meant. The words "escape" were not meant for Mu Feng himself, but for them.
"Little Master Yunyun! It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We must escape." Xiao Sang whispered to Yunyun.
"But big brother..." Yunyun's eyes were filled with worry.
"Don't worry, little Master Yunyun! The master is far more powerful than we thought, and we can't interfere in their battle! Now, the only thing we can do is not to drag the master down!"
Xiao Sang's eyes were solemn and he spoke clearly.
Yunyun nodded and quickly conveyed Mu Feng's meaning to Leng Yunting and Gu Xiyu, and received unanimous approval from the four of them.
When everyone's attention fell on Mu Feng and the young man, Leng Yunting, Yunyun and the other five people left quietly.
Mu Feng was extremely fast and reached the edge of the palace in an instant.
When he was about to leave the palace, a huge shadow enveloped him.
Mu Feng suddenly raised his head, and was horrified to find that a palm of several hundred feet of Lingyuan struck down heavily, drowning him in an instant.
Boom!
Lingyuan's palm fell from the sky, creating a huge palm-shaped hole on the ground.
Mu Feng was lying on his back in the center of the pit in a state of embarrassment. His body was covered in ice and jade bones, cracked in many places, and he was covered in blood.
When Mu Feng reluctantly got up, he discovered with a gloomy look that dozens of spiritual palms appeared around the palace.
Each Lingyuan palm is several hundred feet in size and is more powerful than the Lingyuan palm that injured Mu Feng just now.
All of Mu Feng's routes were completely blocked.
"This old guy..."
Mu Feng raised his head and looked at the old man hanging in the void in the distance with a serious face and a silent expression.
This old man is much stronger than the young man, and he is a high-level Martial King. If the latter takes action, Mu Feng's attempt to escape is nothing more than a dream.
"A scoundrel is a scoundrel! Ignorant and ignorant, he always likes to do these futile things!"
The young man walked towards Mu Feng step by step with disdain on his face, but he was in no hurry to take action.
In his eyes, Mu Feng is already a turtle in a urn, and he wants to watch Mu Feng gradually become desperate and finally beg for mercy from him.
Mu Feng's eyes were cold, but his heart was exceptionally calm.
"cut!"
Mu Feng shouted low and slashed out with both swords in the air. Two rays of sword energy traveled across the sky and blasted towards the young man in an instant.
With this sword, Mu Feng used all his strength, and the true blood, artistic conception and spiritual essence were perfectly combined, making it brilliant and powerful.
Countless warriors present, including the four great martial kings, were all amazed by Mu Feng's sword.
Especially King Wu of Zhenguo, whose eyelids twitched and his heart was shaken.
He knew that if Mu Feng's sword fell on him, he would probably be injured even if he was prepared.
"Little tricks!"
The young man's right palm is in the air Shoot it out, and the spiritual energy is washed out, exuding mysterious power.
I saw two sword qi that were as powerful as rainbows, exploded with a bang, and were annihilated by the young man's palm.
"So strong! So scary!"
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they were all shocked by the young man's strength.
Mu Feng's sword was so stunning, but it was wiped out by the young man with a slap of his hand. This shows that the gap between the two is really huge.
"Cut again!"
Mu Feng became calmer and calmer, regained his sword power, and struck out with the second sword.
"Your strength is too small in front of me, and you dare to attack me. You are as stupid as a pig!"
The young man had a sneer on his face, and he struck out with a palm without caring, destroying the second sword force.
At this moment, Mu Feng approached quietly, holding a radiant talisman in his hand.
"You should be the one who is really as stupid as a pig!"
Mu Feng sneered and shot the talisman in his hand into the air.
Suddenly, a powerful and suffocating killing aura erupted from the talisman.
Endless blood-colored killing energy poured out from the talisman, instantly dyeing the sky a strange blood-red color.
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Sounds of killing that shocked the soul rang out in the void, as if they were suddenly on a battlefield of endless killing.
Tear!
The talisman exploded violently and turned into a blood sword that was a hundred feet long. It came across the air and slashed hard at the young man.
The young man surnamed Mu never expected that Mu Feng would suddenly burst out with such terrifying power. Without checking for a moment, he was cut directly on the body by the terrifying blood sword.
Poof!
Blood splattered and filled the sky.
When the blood sword succeeded, Mu Feng did not hesitate to sacrifice the second talisman. Countless killing energy condensed into a second terrifying blood sword, which slashed at the many spiritual palms blocking Mu Feng.
Boom!
A hole was made in Lingyuan's palm, and Mu Feng got out of the gap without hesitation and quickly escaped into the distance...