"Mu Feng! You are so impudent. Do you know who he is?"
Zong Gaojun shouted coldly.
"who is it?"
Mu Feng looked calm.
"He is Zuo Yutang, the eldest son of the Zuo family! Do you dare to talk to him like this, are you seeking death?
Now, don’t kneel down yet!”
Zong Gaojun scolded sternly.
Mu Feng glanced at Zong Gaojun lightly and said, "A mere member of the Zuo family can make you wag your tail to please me like a dog. Don't you, the second master of the Zong family, feel ashamed?"
Everyone was in an uproar. This guy had such a sharp mouth. He not only openly provoked Zuo Yutang, but also made it clear that Zong Gaojun was a dog.
"Do you really want to die that much?"
Zong Gaojun narrowed his eyes in a dangerous arc and said coldly.
Mu Feng ignored Zong Gaojun, his eyes fell on Zuo Yutang, and said: "Your name is Zuo Yutang, right?
Give you a chance to survive, now take the wedding team and go back to the Zuo family immediately, and then cancel the engagement!"
Regarding the Zuo family's marriage proposal, Mu Feng had already learned about it from Zong Xueling.
Therefore, after knowing Zuo Yutang's identity, he understood that the former should be the person proposing marriage this time.
"If you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
Zuo Yutang was as powerful as a dragon. He stepped out step by step and walked towards Mu Feng, his eyes boiling with murderous intent.
"die!"
Zuo Yutang stepped lightly with his right foot, his body flashed, and he struck Mu Feng in the face with his palm.
"Wait a minute!"
Two figures swept across and stood in front of Zuo Yutang. They were Zong Guanyu and Zong Xueling who were coming.
Bang! Zong Guanyu also blasted out with a palm, and the spiritual energy overflowed like a torrent. Zuo Yutang groaned and couldn't help but step back seven or eight steps before he could stabilize his body.
"Zong Guanyu! You are so brave. You dare to attack me. Aren't you afraid that my Zuo family will destroy your clan?"
Zuo Yutang was furious and roared.
The faces of Zong Guanyu and everyone in the Zong family changed drastically. It seemed that Zuo Yutang was really angry and actually said that he wanted to destroy their family.
"Mu Feng! Are you okay?"
Zong Xueling looked at Mu Feng worriedly.
Mu Feng shook his head, and his eyes turned cold when he saw the red and swollen fingerprints on Zong Xueling's cheek.
"Who shot this?"
Mu Feng touched Zong Xueling's cheek and asked in a deep voice.
Zong Xueling covered her cheek, shook her head and said, "It's okay! I bumped into it accidentally! Mu Feng, please leave now. The Zuo family is too powerful and you can't compete with it! My father and I will buy time for you."
"She is indeed an adulterer! Even now, you are still caring about this adulterer! Zong Xueling, you unruly woman should be cut to pieces with a thousand swords!"
Zuo Yutang was holding fire in his heart.
"Did you hit me?"
Mu Feng asked coldly.
"I was the one who hit him, so what?
You loser, do you still want to be a hero?"
Zuo Yutang said with a sinister smile.
Mu Feng stopped talking. He patted Zong Xueling's shoulder and strode towards Zuo Yutang.
"What does this loser want to do?"
Zong Qiurou frowned.
"Is it possible that he wants to fight Mr. Zuo?
Is he crazy?"
Zong Gaojun also looked surprised.
"I am Zong Xueling's guard now, and it is my responsibility to protect her! If you dare to hit her, I will destroy your hands!"
Mu Feng's voice was cold as he walked towards Zuo Yutang step by step.
"I'll destroy your hands first! Then I'll destroy your legs, and then I'll destroy your third leg. I'll let you know that the woman my Zuo family likes, not just anyone can defile!"
Zuo Yutang smiled sinisterly and stepped on the ground. The palm of his right hand was filled with cold air. The air around him seemed to freeze and the temperature dropped to a low point.
Boom! Zuo Yutang shot straight towards Mu Feng like an arrow from the string. Cold air poured out from his right palm and blasted towards Mu Feng.
This palm was extremely terrifying. Wherever it passed, cold air filled the air. The entire courtyard was covered with countless frosts. It was very cold, as if you were in an ice cellar.
Mu Feng kept walking, and struck out lightly with his right palm, without any fluctuation of spiritual energy, just like a normal palm.
"Waste is indeed waste!"
Zong Qiurou almost laughed out loud when she saw Mu Feng's palm.
Zong Guanyu's expression changed slightly, and he wanted to rescue Mu Feng, but was locked by Zong Gaojun's energy, forcing him to stop where he was.
Boom! Two terrifying palm forces collided together. Zuo Yutang's body froze, and his palm forces were torn apart instantly.
Mu Feng's ordinary palm penetrated his palm and hit his palm like a broken bamboo.
His palm was instantly twisted, muscles and bones were broken, and blood splattered, but Mu Feng's palm movement did not stop, pushing horizontally along the palm to his shoulder.
I saw Zuo Yutang's entire right arm burst open, blood mist bursting out, and broken bones piercing the flesh.
Ah! Zuo Yutang let out a shrill scream, covered his completely useless right arm, stepped back, and looked at Mu Feng in horror.
"How could you be a loser..." Zuo Yutang's eyes were full of disbelief. There was obviously no spiritual energy fluctuation in Mu Feng's body, but that palm directly disabled his right hand.
But soon, he noticed that the palm of Mu Feng's right hand was filled with light, shining like glass.
The crowd was stunned, what is going on?
This Mu Feng is a waste with no cultivation in their eyes. Why did he suddenly become so strong?
"You dare to say that I am a waste even though I am only at the eighth level of Minghai?
Where did you get the courage?"
Mu Feng took a step forward and was close to Zuo Yutang in an instant, and then struck out with another palm from across the air.
"you dare!"
Zuo Yutang shouted angrily, formed a fist with his left hand, and poured out all his spiritual energy, blasting towards Mu Feng.
Crack! The moment the fists and palms touched each other, Zuo Yutang's left arm exploded. Blood and broken bones were mixed together and scattered all over the ground.
Zuo Yutang retreated continuously, and Mu Feng took one step to catch up with him, and stepped on him heavily on the ground.
"You just said you wanted to destroy my legs?"
Mu Feng's eyes were calm, he raised his right foot and stepped heavily on Zuo Yutang's legs.
Kacha! Kacha! Zuo Yutang let out a shrill scream. His legs were bloody and bloody, and his bones were smashed into pieces by Mu Feng's spiritual power.
"I am the eldest son of the Zuo family, how dare you?"
Zuo Yutang finally became afraid, and he wanted to use the reputation of the Zuo family to make Mu Feng afraid.
"Why don't I dare?
You just said you wanted to destroy my third leg!"
Seeing Mu Feng lift his foot again, Zuo Yutang turned pale with fright and began to beg for mercy: "Let me go, I'm willing to do anything!"
Kacha! Unfortunately, what responded to him was Mu Feng's cold gaze, and his foot stepped down hard.
Zuo Yutang's waist arched, his eyes showed pain and despair, and finally he tilted his head and passed out.
The crowd was stunned. Mu Feng's strength exceeded everyone's expectations.
Moreover, Mu Feng's domineering and strength also made everyone fearful.
"He hides his strength!"
Zong Gaojun and Zong Qiurou felt heavy in their hearts. They had always thought that Mu Feng was a waste with no cultivation, but now it seemed that they had been tricked.
Especially Zong Qiurou, whose heart was trembling and her eyes were full of complexities. When she was in the motorcade, she had been humiliating Mu Feng as a waste.
Now Mu Feng suddenly burst out with such great strength that she even killed Zuo Yutang, the genius of the Zuo family. She still laughed at him as a waste, which was really stupid.
Zong Guanyu and Zong Xueling looked directly at Mu Feng's back with their eyes shining brightly. They seemed to underestimate the young man in front of them.