Chapter 580 The Nine Swords Come Out and the King’s Tomb Appears
"Have you heard? The marriage between the Zuo family and the Zong family was disrupted by a young man!"
"Of course I heard about it! It is said that this young man is only about fifteen years old, but he is already a half-step martial arts king. He stepped directly into the Zuo family and forced the head of the Zuo family to break off the engagement. He is really powerful and domineering!"
"..."
In the capital of Jinyan, the news that Mu Feng forced himself to go to the Zuo family to break off their engagement spread like a prairie fire, spreading throughout the capital and beyond.
Countless people were discussing the identity of that young man with great interest. Some said he was the illegitimate son of Thunder Martial King, while others said he was a genius from the Red Star Kingdom.
As rumors continue to spread, Mu Feng's identity becomes more and more popular.
But no one knows, what is Mu Feng’s true origin?
Zongjia, in a luxurious attic.
Mu Feng slowly opened his eyes, and a vast aura surged out like a wave.
"In three days, I finally consolidated the realm of Half-Step Martial King!" Mu Feng laughed happily.
It has been three full days since Mu Feng returned from the Zuo family's divorce.
Three days ago, after refining the last dust thread, his cultivation was a matter of course and he entered the realm of the Half-Step Martial King.
But as soon as he broke through, the people sent by Zuo Yutang attacked him, leaving him no time to consolidate his realm.
"Um?"
Mu Feng frowned slightly, and he suddenly felt a burning sensation emanating from the space ring on his right finger.
Mu Feng's mind moved, and a token as black as ink appeared in his palm.
At this moment, the dark surface of the token was actually flowing with a strange red color, and it was as hot as fire when held in the hand.
"What happened to King Wu's order?"
Mu Feng murmured to himself, staring at the King Wu Ling in his hand without blinking.
Ever since he received the King Wu Order, Mu Feng ignored it and almost forgot that he still had a King Wu Order on him.
"Huh? Are there words on the surface of the token?"
< br> Mu Feng let out a sigh, and found that the red color on the surface of Wu Wang Ling began to distort, and a line of small words was outlined:
"On the fourth day of April in the Gengzi year, to the extreme south of the fire, nine swords came out, and the king's tomb appeared!"
After Mu Feng read this line of small words, a gleam of light flashed deep in his eyes.
He instantly understood that the tomb of King Wu of Nine Swords was about to be born, and the date was the fourth day of April in the Gengzi Year, and the location was in the extreme south of the Lihuo Kingdom.
"Isn't it the fourth day of April in the Gengzi Year? That means there are still about two months left before King Wu's tomb is revealed!"
Mu Feng murmured to himself, understanding that all nine Martial King Tokens must have been obtained by others, thus triggering the mechanism set by the Nine Swords Martial King on the Wu King Tokens.
"After refining part of the Beacon Fire Thunder Heart, I will return to the Lihuo Kingdom!"
Mu Feng's eyes showed a cold light and said: "King Zhenguo Martial, King Qinghong Martial, Mu Bei, I will pay back everything you owe me when the time comes!"
Although Mu Feng's cultivation level had broken through to the Half-Step Martial King level and his strength had greatly increased, his spiritual soldiers were damaged and Chi Sha was seriously injured.
If he were to face the two martial arts kings Qinghong and Zhenguo, Mu Feng would naturally be sure to defeat them.
But Mu Bei is a fourth-level Martial King, and his strength far exceeds Qinghong and Zhenguo. If Mu Feng does not rely on Feng Huo Lei Xin, he is no match for Mu Bei.
Of course, if Mu Feng's cultivation can step into the realm of the Martial King and awaken a powerful physique.
Mu Feng can fight Mu Bei head-on.
Boom, boom, boom!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Mu Feng opened the door and found Zong Guanyu and Zong Xueling standing outside the door.
Ever since Mu Feng successfully went to Zuo's house to cancel the marriage, the two of them were extremely grateful to Mu Feng and treated Mu Feng as their guest.
"Master Zong, Miss Xueling! What happened?"
Mu Feng saw the solemn expressions on the two people's faces and couldn't help but asked in surprise.
"Mr. Mu! Someone just came from the Changsheng Hou Mansion. They took Zong Gaojun and Zong Qiurou away, and..." Zong Guanyu looked hesitant.
"And what?"
Mu Feng nodded and looked at Zong Guanyu. He naturally knew that Chang Shenghou was Zong Ming, the godson of Zong Gaojun.
This Zong Ming is a true genius. He is only in his twenties and has already reached the level of a martial king. His talent is no worse than that of Leng Yunting.
Zong Guanyu took out an envelope, handed it to Mu Feng, and said, "Zong Ming sent a letter of challenge and said he would fight with you!"
"When? Where?" Mu Feng took the letter of challenge and asked calmly.
"Five days later, outside Hanjiang Temple, by the Hanjiang River!" Zong Guanyu said respectfully.
"By the Hanjiang River?" Mu Feng frowned. He knew nothing about the geography of Jinyan Capital.
"Mr. Mu! Hanjiang Temple is the largest temple outside the capital of Jinyan King. It is full of incense and has an endless stream of people!
A hundred miles outside Hanjiang Temple, there is a river that is filled with cold air all year round. This river is called Hanjiang River." Zong Guanyu explained quickly.
Hearing this, Mu Feng nodded and said: "In that case, the head of the clan will fight for me! Take me to Hanjiang Temple in five days!"
Zong Guanyu hesitated and said: "Mr. Mu! This Zong Ming is not simple, and he suddenly issued a challenge. I feel something is strange!"
"No matter if there is something fishy or not, I can't hide from this battle, otherwise your clan will be in danger!" Mu Feng said calmly.
Zong Guanyu's expression changed slightly. What Mu Feng said was right. Now everyone in Jinyan Capital knew that Mu Feng was from their Zong family.
If he doesn't accept Zong Ming's letter of challenge, doesn't it mean that Mu Feng is afraid?
And this also gave Zong Ming a reason to send troops to create difficulties for the Zong family. Therefore, Mu Feng must respond to this battle and must win.
"I know, I will reply to the Changsheng Hou Mansion right away!" Zong Guanyu cupped his hands and withdrew.
I don't know if it was intentional or not, but Zong Guanyu deliberately glanced at Zong Xueling before leaving, while the latter lowered his head and his face was slightly red.
"Mu Feng! It's a rare occasion for me to come here, why don't you invite me in and sit down?"
Zong Xueling raised her head, looked at Mu Feng bravely with a pair of clear beautiful eyes, and chuckled.
"Miss Xueling, please come in!"
Mu Feng nodded, invited Zong Xueling into the house, and made her a cup of tea.
"Mu Feng! You can just call me Xueling. It won't sound awkward!" Zong Xueling said nervously.
Mu Feng was startled, then nodded and said, "Xue Ling, I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders!"
Zong Xueling smiled sweetly, revealing a pair of cute dimples, and said:
"Mu Feng! In five days, you must be careful. Zong Ming was already a Half-Step Martial King two years ago!
Moreover, he has also realized the powerful concept of frost, and fighting in the Hanjiang River is beneficial to him."
"Frost mood?"
Mu Feng murmured to himself, secretly thinking that Zong Ming's talent was truly remarkable.
Frost artistic conception is also a special artistic conception, which is much more powerful than knife intention, sword intention, etc.
Although it may not be as good as the Chaoyang artistic conception, it is not much different. It is a very difficult artistic conception power to deal with.
"It seems that I still underestimate Zong Mingming a little. His talent is probably still above Leng Yunting's!" Mu Feng thought to himself.
Suddenly, Mu Feng felt a warm and silky touch on his right hand, which brought him back to his senses.
Only then did Mu Feng realize that at some point, Zong Xueling had gently held his palm with a slender jade hand.
That soft, boneless touch actually made Mu Feng's heart tremble slightly.