Why are these four artistic conceptions so familiar?"
Behind Mu Bei, King Zhenguo Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, staring closely at Mu Feng, looking at the four powerful virtual images of artistic conception.
"It is indeed very familiar. I remember that the power of artistic conception that Mu Feng once used was these four kinds!"
King Qinghong Martial said in a deep voice.
Mu Bei turned to look at the two of them and said, "You mean this person is Mu Feng?"
Mu Feng's ability to disguise himself was extremely good, and now he looked like a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion.
King Wu of Zhenguo said in a low voice: "I am not sure yet, but looking at the many kingdoms and even the Lord's Kingdom, there are only a few people who have realized the four artistic conceptions. Moreover, these four artistic conceptions are exactly the same, and they are even rarer."
Mu Bei nodded and said, "Your analysis is right! This person should be Mu Feng. He is really a master of disguise. I actually didn't recognize him at all!"
"No wonder none of our team came out. It seems that they have been killed by this guy! Damn it!"
King Qinghong Wu was furious, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
King Wu of Zhenguo also looked unhappy. The Lihuo Royal Family and the Qinghong Sect had a huge life-and-death grudge against Mu Feng.
How could Mu Feng let go of the team they sent when he entered King Wu's Tomb? "He is now in a critical period of breakthrough, and the natural restrictions of King Wu's Tomb have also been destroyed! I'm going to kill him!"
King Wu of Zhenguo's body was filled with aura that surged like a rolling river, and the murderous intent in his eyes boiled like the sky. As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Mu Bei.
"This boy has realized the will of the sword. You can't get close to him! Wait a moment, someone will open the way for us!"
Mu Bei said casually.
Yu Feihong was startled and subconsciously looked at Yan Feishang, Crazy Sword Martial King and Hongmi Martial King who were not far away.
At this moment, the faces of these three people turned blue and white, and they all looked at Mu Feng who was making a breakthrough with murderous intent.
When King Wu's tomb collapsed, the situation inside the tomb was naturally exposed. They all saw the juniors and strong men they had sent.
However, all they saw were corpses lying in the tomb where Mu Feng was.
They immediately guessed that their people were all killed by Mu Feng.
Looking at the entire Tomb of King Wu, the teams they sent are definitely the strongest teams, and the casual cultivators will definitely not be able to threaten them.
Only Mu Feng is the biggest threat. Although this person is a half-step Martial King, he can already kill the strong Martial King by controlling ghosts and exorcising souls.
Moreover, Mu Feng was besieged by Yan Feishuang, Kuangdao King Wu and the others and fled into King Wu's tomb. The former must have held a grudge and killed all of their people.
"You bastard! If I don't kill you, I, Yan Fei, swear not to be a human being!"
Yan Fei's chest was full of rage and murderous intent. He suddenly turned his head to look at Hongmi King Wu and Kuangdao King Wu and said: "You two! We have all seen how strong this person is! Once he breaks through King Wu
In such a situation, I'm afraid the first one will attack us! This is the last chance to kill him, come with me!"
The eyes of Red Mi King Wu and Mad Saber King flickered, and anger and murderous intent arose in their hearts. They were also very aggrieved.
"Now or never!"
Yan Fei shouted and urged.
"Let's join forces! Kill him together!"
King Hongmi Wu made a decisive decision immediately.
When King Kuangdao Wu saw that both Yan Feishang and Hong Mi Wu had agreed, he no longer hesitated. This move was also for self-protection.
"kill!"
Yan Feishang shouted loudly, stepped on the sole of his foot, and shot toward Mu Feng. The golden armor covering his body burst out with a blazing golden light, like a bright sun rising across the sky.
The Crazy Sword King Wu drew out a seven-foot sword and slashed it out in the air. The blazing sword light was wrapped with the rolling sword intention, and it slashed towards Mu Feng, and he followed closely behind.
The red-mied Wu King tapped his jade foot lightly and swept out from another place. Countless bloody threads surged out from behind him, sweeping towards Mu Feng's back like a sea of blood.
The terrifying sword light struck first, but was blocked by the storm of sword energy surrounding Mu Feng.
Then the blood-colored threads of King Hongmi Wu came like a tide, and finally came the golden fist light of Yan Feishuang that cut through the sky.
When the two men's offensive, like the sword light of the Crazy Sword Martial King, was also blocked by the sword energy storm.
"kindness?
This person is indeed strong enough, even though he is concentrating on breaking through, the sword energy he releases unintentionally can be so powerful!"
Crazy Sword Martial King's eyes were gloomy, and he shouted: "Don't hold back anymore! With one go, break through the sword energy storm around this son, time can't be delayed any longer!"
As he spoke, the Crazy Sword Martial King took a deep breath, raised the sword above his head, concentrated his energy and energy on his hands, and then slashed down hard.
"The Thousand Waves of Wild Wave Sword Technique!"
The sword was slashed out, and the sound of surging waves arose in the void. Countless sword shadows were seen spread across the void, turning into thousands of waves and pouring down one after another.
This sword was so terrifying that the sky was covered with waves of sword shadows.
"Nine Lines of Blood Technique!"
King Hongmi Wu pierced his nine fingers, and nine scarlet blood lines swept out from his fingertips, turning into nine bloody dragons that were tens of feet tall in the void.
"Golden Body Fighting Fist!"
Yan Feishang roared and punched hard. The fiery spiritual energy penetrated the void and turned into a fist beam of nearly a hundred feet, blasting towards Mu Feng.
"How terrifying! This must be the strongest attack of the three third-level martial kings!"
"These three are all well-known strong men. It is really despicable to attack someone while they are breaking through!"
"..." In the distance, countless casual cultivators were watching, looking at the three earth-shattering offensives in the void, they were all shocked and fearful.
"Junior Brother Mu Feng!"
"Brother Feng!"
On a small hill, Concubine Feng Luo, Gu Xiyu and the other four people saw this scene, and their expressions changed drastically. Concubine Feng Luo even tried to rush up without caring about her own safety, but was stopped by Yan Yuhuan.
"You guys wait here, I'll go help my little friend!"
Yan Yuhuan gave instructions, stepped lightly with the soles of his feet, and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards Mu Feng.
However, as soon as he rushed out, he was immediately intercepted by a figure with a terrifying aura.
Yan Yuhuan raised his eyes and found that the person standing in front of him was an old man with a hooked nose and a sinister look.
This person is none other than Mu Bei's personal bodyguard Zhou Qian, and his cultivation level is extremely strong. He is also a ninth-level Martial King.
"Go away!"
Yan Yuhuan said with cold eyes.
"Your Excellency! Don't meddle in other people's business! Although I know that you are very strong, it is not difficult for me to stop you! You and I had better not hurt our harmony!"
Zhou Qian's voice was strange and strange, which made people feel uncomfortable.
"roll!"
Yan Yuhuan snorted coldly, and a terrifying murderous aura erupted from his body. He stamped his feet and charged towards Zhou Qian.
"What a terrifying killing scene! This guy..." Zhou Qian's face changed slightly, and he also burst out with the aura of the ninth-level Martial King, fighting with Yan Yuhuan.
However, as soon as the two collided, Zhou Qian immediately fell into a disadvantage. He was completely suppressed by Yan Yuhuan and dealt with it in an extremely awkward manner.
However, Zhou Qian was a ninth-level Martial King after all, and not an ordinary ninth-level Martial King. Although he was in a panic, he still tightly entangled Yan Yuhuan, leaving him too late to rescue Mu Feng.
"This old guy is really extraordinary! When did Mu Feng climb up to such a powerful person?"
Mu Bei naturally saw the battle between Yan Yuhuan and Zhou Qian, his expression was not very good, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense.
At the moment when Yan Yuhuan was entangled, the strongest blows from Yan Feishang, Red Mi King Martial Arts and Mad Sword Martial King finally landed.
Then the sword energy storm lingering around Mu Feng first stagnated for a while, and then was torn apart...