Mu Feng's words were like a shocking sound, leaving everyone present stunned.
Who is Taoist Chihuo? He is the head of Chiyang Divine Sect and one of the most powerful people in Wuyang Divine Kingdom.
How difficult is it to kill him?
Moreover, it still appeared on a young boy who didn't look very old at all, and whose true realm was only the seventh level of Nirvana.
"Hahaha," Chihuo Taoist sneered at this moment, suddenly grabbed Yu Bingbing's hair next to him with one hand, and pressed her head hard to the ground.
With a muffled bang, Yu Bingbing's head smashed a small crater into the ground. The edge of the broken stone slab directly scratched her head, and blood continued to flow down.
"kill me?
Mu Feng, what do you think you are?
Anyone who dares to say such things in front of me will die!"
When Mu Feng saw Yu Bingbing's appearance, his eyes suddenly turned cold. He slowly told a secret that only he and Yu Bingbing knew.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that I was the one who killed Qiu Yong'an, your disciple. I was also the one who spread the news about the Divine Spring of Youth. I was also responsible for the volcano eruption next to the Divine Spring of Youth."
Taoist Chihuo's eyes suddenly widened, he stood up with a shocked look on his face and said, "It's impossible, these things are all..." "Is Fengmu right?"
Mu Feng suddenly interrupted, "These were all done by Feng Mu, and without Feng Mu, you wouldn't have been able to discover the Divine Fountain of Youth. Yet you teamed up with Zhang Ping from the War God Sect to kill him."
"He is dead!"
Taoist Chihuo shouted sternly, but he quickly froze on the spot, "Feng Mu... Mu Feng!"
Only then did he realize that Mu Feng and Feng Mu were actually the same person.
And he finally understood where Mu Feng's hatred for the Chiyang Divine Sect and him came from.
But, Feng Mu is obviously dead?
"He is obviously dead. I killed him with my own hands. You can't even try to make a fool of yourself!"
Taoist Chihuo roared angrily at this moment, the expression on his face looked very nervous.
How can a dead person come back to life?
"So, you admitted to repaying kindness with hatred, but you just killed Fengmu because you didn't want to share the little benefit with him.
The dignified head of the Chiyang Shen Sect has such a despicable character, how can you still have the nerve to sit in the position of the sect leader?"
Mu Feng's heart-breaking words made Taoist Chihuo sit down as if he had lost all his strength at this moment.
Everyone wants to save face, especially a force as huge as the Chiyang Shenzong, even more so.
And if this matter spreads, it will be a devastating blow to the reputation of Chiyang Shenzong.
He helped Chiyang Shenzong, but was betrayed by Chiyang Shenzong in the end.
This kind of thing will also be a scandal for Chiyang Shenzong.
However, Taoist Chihuo was an old monster who had lived for such a long time. After a moment of panic, he calmed down and stood up with a sneer again.
"Mu Feng, although I don't know how you survived, how many people can believe what you said?
This is the Chiyang Divine Sect, and this matter will definitely not spread out of here."
"You will eventually die, and you will still have the reputation of a despicable thief."
He said coldly, then turned to look at all the guests present, "Do you think so?"
The elders of the God of War Sect were the first to stand up. Although Zhang Ping did not come, this matter was actually related to their God of War Sect, so they had to take a stand.
"I agree. This Mu Feng is just talking nonsense. How can a dead person come back to life?
Just because you want to slander the Chiyang Divine Sect?
It’s just a fool’s dream!”
Regardless of whether other people believe this or not, they have to take a stand at this moment.
If you don't take a stand, you are going against the Chiyang Shen Sect and the War Shen Sect, and you may not even be able to leave here.
Therefore, representatives of other forces also stood up at this moment, defending Chiyang Shenzong, and at the same time reprimanding Mu Feng for his lies.
Even if what Mu Feng said was true, they would still regard it as false.
And after leaving Chiyang Shenzong, you must never mention it again! Wu Hairou's face was gloomy at the moment, as if a volcano was about to erupt, but Wu Jiao was beside her and held her arm tightly: "Calm down, don't forget
, you are not alone here."
"It's really disgusting, these people are all the same!"
Wu Hairou finally let out a long sigh and cursed in a low voice.
Mu Feng had already expected the current situation, so he was not angry at all.
People from other forces are involved, they are just on the sidelines, they will fall to whichever side is beneficial to them.
He has long been used to this kind of thing.
Unexpectedly, Yu Bingbing, who was being thrown around like garbage, started to laugh miserably, the laughter getting louder and louder, with a heavy sadness.
"Your hearts have already been broken.
I remember your faces, even if you are a ghost, I will never let you go!"
Although to monks, things like ghosts are resentful souls that can be destroyed at will, but when they say this, they still feel uncomfortable in their hearts.
Taoist Chihuo snorted coldly, raised his foot and kicked Yu Bingbing out, smashing several tables next to him before he could stop, with blood already pouring out of his mouth.
"Bitch, you were born to make furnaces for others, how can you speak?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp murderous aura suddenly rose in the distance, like a sharp blade hanging above everyone's heads, which made people feel frightened.
Mu Feng stepped forward at this moment, with veins popping up on his forehead, looking angry.
The roaring sound sounded like muffled thunder, bringing a heavy sense of oppression.
"shut up!"
The Qingxiao Sword burst out with dazzling thunder in his hand, and then crashed down. A huge elephant silhouette appeared behind him, with its proboscis raised high, straight into the sky, and then crashed down at the same time! The Wanxiang Thunder Sword Technique, this infinite
The Nirvana-level super holy art manifested on the golden book bloomed with the strongest power at this moment. The sharp sword energy was covered by the violent thunder, and it roared forward like a silver dragon! The bright silver
The dragon passed through, dragging a long afterimage. Wherever it passed, it left a deep ravine on the ground, and the surrounding area was in chaos.
The guests lined up on both sides retreated in a hurry, with panic expressions on their faces.
They couldn't imagine what a miserable end they would end up in if they stood in front of this silver dragon.
But Taoist Chihuo's pupils shrank slightly at this moment, and the powerful Saint Yuan surged out of his body with an extremely hot breath.
"Burning Sky Palm!"
He roared angrily and pushed out with a sudden palm.
In an instant, the tyrannical Saint Yuan condensed into a crimson palm print above his head and surged forward!