"Ah! My hand..." The tall young man covered his broken arm and sat down on the ground, rolling and twitching in pain.
"When were you?"
The short young man saw Mu Feng put away the sword finger of his right hand. He trembled with fear and looked at Mu Feng with fear.
Just now, he only saw the young man in front of him. His sword finger swiped lightly, a sword light shot out from the air, and the tall young man's right arm was broken.
The sword light was so fast that the short young man didn't even see it clearly.
Master! The boy in front of me is definitely a master.
"Are you going to steal the key from me too?"
Mu Feng raised the jade sign in his right hand, looked at the short young man and asked calmly.
"No...I don't dare..." The short young man was so frightened that he hesitated to speak.
"roll!"
Mu Feng shouted coldly, and the short young man was so frightened that he quickly ran towards the head-hugging rat.
"Who else wants to snatch the key from my hand?
Just come up and grab it, why hide your head and show your tail?"
Mu Feng turned to look at the bottom of the stairs, where figures were about to move, and his voice was cold and authentic.
As soon as he said this, no one dared to take action. It was not like they had not seen the fate of those two young men.
Among them, the two young men were already among the best in terms of cultivation and strength. Even they couldn't do anything to Mu Feng, let alone them.
"A bunch of trash who bully the weak and fear the strong!"
After Mu Feng said these words, he walked towards the top of the Wu Pagoda.
And many of the warriors under the stairs had ugly faces, but they dared not speak out in anger.
The strength that Mu Feng showed just now was at least around the third to fourth level of the Life Sea, which was something they could not compete with.
"Hmph! The tenth floor is guarded by experts from the Fu Mang Gang. He will suffer a big loss then!"
"Hey! Regular customers of Wuta, who don't know that the tenth level is basically taken over by the people from the Fu Mang Gang? If anyone wants to enter the tenth level to practice, he must first give benefits to the people from the Fu Mang Gang!"
"Let's follow and see..." A group of people were filled with indignation and followed him from a distance. They all wanted to see how Mu Feng made a fool of himself on the tenth floor.
When Mu Feng arrived at the tenth floor, he found that although the area was not large, the number of training rooms was also much smaller, with only eight.
Mu Feng also noticed that the door of each training room was much more luxurious than the training rooms on other floors.
Four of the eight training rooms are tightly closed, obviously there are people practicing inside.
The doors of the other four training rooms are wide open, so naturally no one is practicing.
At the same time, Mu Feng noticed two figures sitting cross-legged in the central open space.
The two figures were wearing exactly the same uniforms, with the word "福" painted on their chests, and their auras were also extremely good, as they were both at the third level of life and sea.
"newcomer?
If you want to use the training room on the tenth floor, you must pay one million taels first, and the venue here can be used as you wish!"
A young man with a mustache looked at Mu Feng up and down and said rather disdainfully.
"Are you from Wuta?"
Mu Feng asked calmly.
The young man with a mustache was stunned, obviously not expecting Mu Feng to ask him a question.
"I'm not! But I'm from the Fu Mang Gang. The rules for the land fee on the tenth floor are set by our Fu Mang Gang. If you don't pay, get out!"
The mustache said impatiently.
Mu Feng's eyes froze, and when he was about to speak, the middle-aged man next to the young man with the mustache spoke.
"Jinglong! Don't be so rude. This person finally came up to practice. It's too rude for you to drive him down!"
After the middle-aged man scolded the young man with a mustache, he stood up and smiled at Mu Feng and said, "Is this your first time here, little friend?
It looks very unfamiliar!”
“This is indeed my first time here!”
Mu Feng said coldly.
"Since this is my first time here, of course there is no venue fee, please do as you please!"
The middle-aged man was polite and polite.
Mu Feng nodded and walked towards the T-shaped door. He put the jade plaque into the groove beside the door.
Suddenly, the dark training room lit up, and thick spiritual energy rolled in like a tide.
The corner of Mu Feng's mouth curled up slightly. The spiritual energy on this tenth level was indeed abundant, and it was no less than the spiritual energy at the Canglan Sword Tomb.
Moreover, due to the effect of the spirit extraction array, when Mu Feng is in the training room, the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy is actually higher, and the training effect is better.
Whoosh! Just when Mu Feng was about to step into the training room, a strong sound of breaking through the air came from behind him.
Mu Feng reacted very quickly, kicked off his right foot and dodged to the right.
Ding! I saw a black nail about a foot long coming from across the sky and landing on the ground where Mu Feng was originally.
Mu Feng's eyes were cold and he couldn't help but look behind him. He saw the middle-aged man who had been kind and polite just now, slowly stood up and stared at Mu Feng with sinister eyes.
"You want to kill me?"
Mu Feng looked at the middle-aged man. How could he not see that the black nails driven into the ground showed no mercy at all?
If the black nails hit a vital part of his body, he would definitely be seriously injured or even die.
"Good response! He actually dodged it!"
The middle-aged man didn't feel guilty at all, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes.
"This training room is mine! It's none of your business now, get out!"
The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently, then looked at the young man with a mustache and said: "Jinglong! The opening of this T-shaped training room is my credit, so you don't have to compete with me!"
The young man with a mustache curled his lips, looked at Mu Feng coldly and said: "What a waste! He actually followed this old guy's wishes and opened the training room, causing me to lose the bet. If you don't give me one million taels,
Don’t you even think about leaving here?”
Mu Feng calmly looked at the two people singing in harmony in front of him, with a sneer in his heart.
It's amazing that these two people completely regarded him as a soft persimmon, pinching him as much as they wanted, and stepping on him as much as they wanted.
"I count to three, if you don't disappear in front of me, I will kill both of you!"
Mu Feng said coldly.
"Um?"
The young man with a mustache and the middle-aged man turned their heads suddenly and looked at Mu Feng with evil eyes.
They didn't expect that the new boy in front of them would be so talented, and would dare to say such crazy things after knowing their identities.
"one!"
"two!"
What made the two people look ugly was that the young man was actually counting seriously.
"Looking for death! You loser, if you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
Before Mu Feng could count to three, the young man with a mustache laughed angrily, took a step forward, and shot towards Mu Feng.
Tear! The young man's right hand formed into a palm, cut through the air, and pushed forward.
But wherever his palm passed, white air lingered like a dragon, making the young man's figure looming.
The young man did not hold back. This palm unleashed all the power of the third level of Minghai, enough to kill any warrior below the second level of Minghai with one palm.
Boom! In an instant, the young man's right palm landed on Mu Feng's chest.
And he also changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and then he was shocked to find that Mu Feng's figure was not moving at all, as steady as a mountain.
"Your body..." The young man turned pale in horror, completely shocked by Mu Feng's powerful body.
"You keep saying I'm a waste, but I'm standing here beating you and you can't even make me take half a step back. Aren't you even more useless?"
Mu Feng sneered, raised his right hand, and slapped the young man on the cheek mercilessly.
Mu Feng didn't hold back at all with this slap, and actually hit the young man's cheek so hard that it twisted and collapsed, shattered his teeth, and spurted out nosebleeds.
When the young man fell on the stairs more than ten meters away, his breath was as weak as a gossamer and his whole body was twitching. It was obvious that he was not far from death...