Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head speechlessly.
"Are you so fragile inside?"
"I just told the truth, but you can't stand it?"
"Isn't it possible that you weren't weaned before you came?"
Mu Qingfeng fell to the ground, his heart almost bursting with anger.
Ling Tian's words deeply stimulated him, for one thing.
But what's more, it's the forced exertion of subtle power that has a backlash on the body.
Originally, the backlash was not that serious.
With Mu Qingfeng's strength, he can completely suppress it.
However, after being attacked by Ling Tian, his aura became chaotic and he could no longer suppress it.
Entering the subtle realm, the mystery is profound, and it depends entirely on your own exploration and understanding.
At present, no one can avoid the backlash.
The only difference lies in the strength of the backlash.
This is also the reason why warriors in the Subtle Realm never use the power of Subtlety unless absolutely necessary.
Mu Qingfeng staggered to his feet, looked at Ling Tian, and said angrily.
"Ling Tian, stop talking sarcastically!"
"You are still different now, and you are also suffering from the pain of backlash?"
Backlash pain?
Ling Tian's eyes were surprised, he had no idea what Mu Qingfeng was talking about.
"Ling Tian, I have recorded today's revenge!"
"My Mu family will never let you go!"
After Mu Qingfeng finished speaking, he turned around and left.
The backlash this time was really too serious.
At this moment, the true energy in his body was in chaos, rushing wildly through his meridians.
He must leave immediately and adjust his breath quickly.
Otherwise, there is a risk of going crazy.
"Stop, do I let you go?"
Ling Tian's cold words rang out, not loudly, but like thunder, exploding in Mu Qingfeng's ears.
Mu Qingfeng turned around suddenly, looked at Ling Tian, and said fiercely.
"Ling Tian, what do you mean!"
"What do you mean?" Ling Tian sneered disdainfully, as if he was looking at an idiot.
"You're here in the middle of the night, shouting and killing me."
"Now, you want to leave without giving me an explanation?"
"What kind of place do you think I am, the Palace of Hades?"
Mu Qingfeng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he suppressed his anger and said coldly.
"What do you want?"
Ling Tian put his hands in his pockets, raised the corners of his mouth, smiled evilly, and said lazily.
"Don't worry, I won't kill anyone who hasn't been weaned."
"Just kneel down and apologize."
"You're dreaming!" Mu Qingfeng heard this and shouted angrily.
Looking at Ling Tian, his eyes were like knives that could kill someone.
Let him, the eldest son of the Mu family, one of the nine great aristocratic families, and a young talent in a humble situation, kneel down and plead guilty?
What are you dreaming about?
Ling Tian's eyes instantly narrowed, and cold murderous intent was released.
"Do you think I'm easy to talk to?"
"Still, do you think your knees are tough?"
After saying that, the soft sword in Ling Tian's hand straightened instantly, he pointed at Mu Qingfeng and said coldly.
"I will count to three and kneel down immediately to apologize!"
"Impossible!" Mu Qingfeng roared without hesitation.
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
Ling Tian ignored him at all and kept counting to himself.
When Sanzi opened his mouth, he saw Mu Qingfeng still standing there with an unhappy look on his face.
Ling Tian couldn't help but smile.
"It seems that your knees are really hard and you can't kneel down."
"Then, don't ask for it!"
After Ling Tian finished speaking, the figure suddenly disappeared, and the ghost shadow was used to the extreme.
Driven by the energy in his body, he appeared in front of Mu Qingfeng in an instant like a ghost.
Mu Qingfeng's pupils suddenly widened and his expression changed drastically.
"Ling Tian, how dare you!"
"ah!"
Before he finished speaking, Mu Qingfeng suddenly let out a shrill scream.
The knees of both legs were pierced by soft swords, and they were bleeding profusely.
Plop!
Mu Qingfeng could no longer stand, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground, sweating profusely.