Silence! Deadly silence spread throughout the backyard.
Everyone's expressions were dull. They only saw Song Xingchen making a sneak attack on Mu Feng. When he was approaching Mu Feng, he inexplicably vomited blood and flew backwards.
They all had no idea what was going on! Swish, swish! All their eyes were focused on the young man sitting cross-legged in the backyard.
Although everyone was confused, they could guess that Song Xingchen's defeat was probably directly related to this son.
At this moment, Mu Feng slowly stood up, his eyes were as calm as water, and his hair and clothes were swept away automatically without the wind.
Especially those eyes, shining with the brilliance of the rising sun, as if there were two rising suns in the depths of his eyes.
"Hey! We're just a little short of realizing the artistic conception of Chaoyang!"
Mu Feng sighed softly, feeling quite sorry in his heart.
He has indeed grasped the feeling of rising sun artistic conception, but it still lacks some warmth.
Just now, if he could enter into enlightenment, he would be able to fully realize the artistic conception of Chaoyang.
In fact, he did show signs of enlightenment, but with his keen perception, he sensed the approaching danger, so he exited the enlightenment state on his own.
"That's amazing! Song Xingchen was knocked away without even moving. Li Feng is indeed the man I value!"
Hu Ruoling stood not far behind, clenching her pink fists excitedly, looking at Mu Feng's back with eyes full of nymphomaniacs.
Song Xingchen landed awkwardly on Song Yuanliang, not far away from Song Yuanzheng. He suddenly stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, and a half-foot-wide hole was created in the ground under his feet, and he barely stopped.
"This guy is getting stronger!"
Song Xingchen's eyes widened and he stared at Mu Feng fearfully.
"Huh?
The power just now was so mysterious, it was simply not something that a Minghai warrior could exert!"
Song Yuanliang frowned slightly and looked deeply at Mu Feng.
"Is that the power of artistic conception?"
Song Yuanzheng seemed to have thought of something and muttered to himself.
"There is indeed some resemblance! But he probably hasn't fully realized it, and the power of artistic conception is not yet complete! This boy is really extraordinary, but Minghai is about to realize the power of artistic conception!"
Song Yuanliang's eyes slowly narrowed, and strong murderous intent was released from the depths of his eyes.
The stronger Mu Feng's talent is, the stronger their murderous intention will be against the former. They don't want to wait for Mu Feng to become stronger and turn against the Song family.
Song Xingchen was completely shocked. He understood the power of artistic conception before becoming the King of Martial Arts. What a monster.
Although the power of the artistic conception shown by Mu Feng at this moment was not complete, it had already made Song Xingchen feel a strong threat.
Once Mu Feng fully realized the power of artistic conception, he might not have been injured just now, but he might have died on the spot.
Thinking of this, Song Xingchen felt frightened.
"Second Grandpa, Great Elder! You must kill this boy today!"
Song Xingchen said solemnly with a gloomy face.
The corner of Song Yuanliang's mouth slightly curled up and he said: "That's natural! If this son didn't have any grudge against our Song family, we could still recruit him as a polite corporal! It's a pity that if he offends our Song family, then he will only die!"
As he spoke, Song Yuanliang took a step forward, and a majestic and terrifying aura surged out like a monstrous tsunami.
The entire backyard was immersed in suffocating pressure, as if several mountains were crushing down at the same time.
Many people were so depressed that they couldn't breathe. They all fell back one after another, and some even knelt down directly.
"Ming...a powerful person at the eighth level of Minghai?"
Everyone's pupils shrank and they looked at Song Yuanliang in horror. They didn't expect that the Song family would mobilize so many troops and even send such a strong person.
Boom! The moment Song Yuanliang released his momentum, Song Yuanzheng also took a step forward, and a momentum that was not weaker than Song Yuanliang's terrifying force burst out one after another.
"Oh my God! Another eighth-level powerhouse in the Sea of Life?
The Song family has spent a lot of money this time, and they actually sent two powerhouses at the eighth level of Life Sea."
Everyone present was shocked, and more people exited the backyard.
The two eight-level powerhouses of the Life Sea were firing on all cylinders, and their combined momentum was beyond their ability to compete with.
Still staying in the backyard now is not seeking death.
Plop! Hu Ruoling was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she sat down on the ground. She was crushed by the two terrifying pressures, her face turned pale, and blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.
Mu Feng waved his sleeves and swept Hu Ruoling out of the backyard, looking directly at Song Yuanliang and Song Yuanzheng with cold eyes.
"I have no enmity or enmity with your Song family, why are you looking for me?"
Mu Feng said calmly.
Song Xingchen sneered: "No injustice, no hatred?
You broke my arm, and it was you who also caused the three strong men of my Song family to die on Chenglong. Now you tell me that there is no injustice or enmity?
How ridiculous!"
Mu Feng looked at Song Xingchen coldly and sneered: "What does the Chenglong explosion have to do with me?
It's all caused by Yin Wuya's use of the Explosive Flame Talisman! If you want to harm me, I'll just cut off one of your arms as punishment!"
Mu Feng's eyes were very cold. Song Xingchen was completely confusing right and wrong. He actually put all the blame on Mu Feng. It was really unreasonable.
"Li Feng! There is no need to quibble! Our Song family is a famous family in Lihuo Kingdom after all. Since you have broken one of Xingchen's arms, we will not bully you. You can also break one of your arms and then follow us back to the Song family. We can
Keep an open mind!"
Song Yuanliang stared at Mu Feng with cold eyes and spoke to Mu Feng in a completely condescending tone.
"I also cut off an arm?
Will I go back to the Song family with you?"
Mu Feng's mouth was filled with a sarcastic smile. Did Song Yuanliang really think that he, Mu Feng, was a fool?
Given Song Xingchen's hatred for him, cutting off his arm would only make it worse. As for following them back to the Song family, there would be basically no way out.
Outside the backyard, the onlookers watched this scene silently. They all talked about it, shook their heads and sighed.
Although Mu Feng is strong, he is still alone. How can he compete with the huge Song family?
In their opinion, Mu Feng's strength should only be at the eighth level of Minghai. Facing two strong men of the same level, he would probably be no match for him.
"how?
you are not willing?"
Song Yuanzheng said coldly and authentically.
"It's not that you are unwilling! It's that you are not qualified! Not just any cat or dog can touch me!"
Mu Feng said calmly.
Song Yuanliang and Song Yuanzheng's faces darkened, and they were secretly annoyed that Mu Feng was so ignorant that he was actually mocking them as cats and dogs.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine! Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Song Yuanliang and Song Yuanzheng looked at each other, strode out, and headed towards Mu Feng. The terrifying aura swept over Mu Feng like a storm.
Rumble! Suddenly, outside Jinyu Inn, there was a burst of intensive horse hoofbeats that shook the earth and the mountains.
The entire ground seemed to have been shaken up, with rumbling sounds and gravel floating around.
People in Jinyu Inn and in many surrounding buildings all got their heads out and looked towards the end of the street ahead.
Immediately afterwards, they were shocked to find that at the end of the street, a group of cavalry was rushing towards Jinyu Inn like a savage beast...