"No, it was you who killed him! From the beginning to the end, I never killed him! Yang Jiazhi, you violated the rules set by Xi Hongguang himself, what crime do you deserve?"
Mu Feng looked at Yang Jiazhi calmly, his voice was loud and clear, and everyone in the pavilions by the lake could hear him clearly.
For a moment, everyone in the pavilion looked at Mu Feng with a strange expression on his face.
They were not blind. Although they didn't know why Mu Feng and You Dou changed places, they knew that it must be Mu Feng's fault.
Mu Feng suddenly became so loud, and many people thought of the purpose. It was obviously to remind Xi Hongguang that Yang Jiazhi had violated the rules, and to ask Xi Hongguang to punish Yang Jiazhi in accordance with the regulations.
"Interesting! This guy named Mu Feng is very smart, and the secret technique he used just now is also very interesting. He can actually switch places with others in an instant, allowing Yang Jiazhi to kill one of his own by mistake! This technique is unique to Yin people!"
The corners of Xi Hongguang's mouth curled up slightly, but he gave Mu Feng a high look.
The wealthy young man beside him shook his feather fan and said, "Young Master Xi, what are you going to do next?"
Xi Hongguang raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Why do we need to deal with it?
Just wait and see what happens, I really want to see what tricks this Mu Feng can come up with next! This kid is not an ordinary eighth-level Martial Emperor!"
The wealthy young man shrugged and said with a smile: "It must be that Qian Donkey has run out of skills. If you don't come forward, young master, this boy will probably be killed by Yang Jiazhi today!"
Xi Hongguang smiled and said: "This is a talent. Of course I won't let him die in the ring, but I really want to see what other tricks he has, so let's watch it first!"
Mu Feng stood on the ring and found that there was no movement from Xi Hongguang's side. He knew that Xi Hongguang did not want to interfere, which made his face darken.
Yang Jiazhi also noticed Xi Hongguang's side. Seeing that the latter remained silent, he understood that Xi Hongguang was not planning to take action, which made him very happy.
"Your name is Mu Feng, right? You are very good, and you succeeded in irritating me! Today you dare to kill people from my Chang Shi Mansion, and you are the first to break the rules of this competition, so I will not be polite, I want you
A life for a life!”
Yang Jiazhi roared, and strode towards Mu Feng. The moment he stepped out, the aura in his body soared into the sky, and at the same time, the quasi-sacred realm expanded, covering the entire arena.
Yang Jiazhi's quasi-sacred realm is very strange. Within the space of the quasi-sacred realm, it is completely a blood-colored world, with rivers of blood intertwining across the sky in all directions, forming a large network.
In these rivers of blood, there are thousands of corpses. What is strange is that these corpses are still struggling in pain and emitting weird and human-piercing screams.
Yang Jiazhi rushed over on the river of blood. While running quickly, he squeezed the air with his right hand and grabbed a bloody long sword from the river of blood.
The sword's body is bright red, as weird and oozing as blood, and the hilt is like dense white bones, and you can even clearly see the ridges of the bones on the bones.
"Die!"
Yang Jiazhi came over in an instant, stabbing Mu Feng directly between the eyebrows with the bloody sword in his hand.
At the same time, rivers of blood swept in from all directions, blocking all Mu Feng's retreat, leaving him with nowhere to hide.
In the blink of an eye, countless rivers of blood submerged Mu Feng and Yang Jiazhi. The terrifying sound of explosions continued to resound in the circle surrounded by blood rivers, and the energy escaping was even more frightening.
"Yang Jiazhi took action with all his strength, this Mu Feng will probably die!"
The wealthy young man shook his head and said.
Xi Hongguang frowned. He thought that Mu Feng still had some trump cards, so he didn't stop. But he didn't expect that he would die like this?
Qin Keqing and Beichen's expressions changed drastically, and their eyes showed sadness.
Bang bang bang! At this time, a terrifying explosion sound came from the depths of the blood river. Immediately, the blood river exploded, and countless blood splashed out.
A figure flew out of the exploding river of blood! Everyone looked and realized that the person flying upside down was none other than Yang Jiazhi.
At this moment, Yang Jiazhi stared at the depths of the exploding river of blood as if he had seen a ghost.
From there, Mu Feng stepped out step by step.
Mu Feng's appearance was completely different at this moment. His whole body was covered with scales burning with purple fire, a slender tail sprouted from his back, and sharp bone spurs sprouted from every joint in his body.
What made Yang Jiazhi's expression even more ugly was the seventeen shadows of ghosts and gods emerging from the void behind Mu Feng.
"spirits?
And there are seventeen ghosts and gods! You are also a curse master..." Yang Jiazhi looked at this scene in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.
It's not that he has never seen a curse master before, but he has never seen a curse master who possesses seventeen ghosts and gods at the same time. This is simply unheard of.
Immediately afterwards, seventeen different forms of curses were planted and attached to his body, body and blood, causing the vitality in his body to rapidly decline and deteriorate.
And he could clearly feel that his movements had become sluggish, his reactions had become unresponsive, his nerves were aching, and his overall condition had seriously declined.
"Damn it!"
The moment Yang Jiazhi shook his head and forced himself to wake up, a dark shadow appeared in front of his eyes. It was Mu Feng who was rushing towards him at high speed.
Yang Jiazhi's expression changed drastically, he raised his blood sword and blocked it in front of him.
Keng! The two swords struck together, countless sparks spread, and then Yang Jiazhi flew out directly, his face turned pale.
However, before Yang Jiazhi could recover, Mu Feng's attacks came one after another, like a violent storm, attacking Yang Jiazhi crazily.
Yang Jiazhi almost yelled crazily, trying to resist Mu Feng, but the curses of the seventeen ghosts and gods kept coming one after another, and the madness was planted in him. Even his body, spirit, etc. were rapidly declining, and his strength dropped sharply.
One wrong step leads to a wrong step! Since Yang Jiazhi was at a disadvantage, Mu Feng would not give him any chance to make a comeback. He would attack like a violent storm and would not stop at all.
For a moment, Yang Jiazhi was completely suppressed and beaten, and was extremely embarrassed.
You know, Mu Feng relied on seventeen ghosts and gods to temporarily suppress Wu Zeyu.
As the number one genius in Yunzhou, Wu Zeyu broke through to the quasi-sage stage earlier than Xi Hongguang, and may be stronger than Xi Hongguang.
As for Yang Jiazhi, he was only in the early stage of quasi-sage. Most of his strength was weakened by the seventeen ghosts and gods. His strength immediately dropped to the peak level of the ninth-level Martial Emperor, and he fell into a disadvantage again. Now he is no match for Mu Feng.
After Mu Feng's counterattack horn was launched, everyone in the pavilions around the lake were stunned and looked at this scene in disbelief.
They all couldn't imagine that Yang Jiazhi was suppressed against a young man of the eighth level Martial Emperor. He looked like he was no match for him.
Xi Hongguang, who originally picked up the wine glass to drink, was stunned. The wine glass in his hand fell on the table, and he looked at the battle on the ring in the middle of the lake with a stiff face.
The feather fan in the hand of the wealthy young man next to him also fell directly, and his mouth opened wide.
Nie Longzhen stood up directly, staring at the battle ahead, and simply said "fuck you".
Qin Wanlang of the Qin family was stiff all over, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was trembling, and his face was blank.
Qin Keqing and Beichen even opened their mouths like duck eggs and froze in place, motionless...