"Nonsense!" Long Aoxing, who was standing next to Zhou Haotian, could see that Wang Feng was not simple even if he could not reach the level of insight of the Venerable.
Under such circumstances, Wang Feng's counterattack would only become stronger. It was so strong that Zhou Mu'er, who had already consumed about 80% of his spiritual energy, had no way to resist.
So in the final result, I'm afraid she will really die in this arena.
Zhou Haotian, who realized this, looked extremely ugly, "Your Majesty, do you...is there anything else you can do?"
Perhaps Zhou Mu'er is indeed just a pawn in Zhou Haotian's hands. He wanted to use her to control the Heavenly King's Mansion before, but after that failed, he wanted to make friends with Long Aoxing, the exiled prince, and even gave him his daughter to gain his support.
But after all, blood is thicker than water. When he found out that his daughter's life or death was uncertain, Zhou Haotian's family affection buried in unknown corners of his heart was revealed.
"Hmph! What else can we do now? She foolishly agreed to this life and death situation, and it must be completed."
In fact, Long Aoxing didn't want to lose Zhou Mu'er. Not to mention the pleasure he got from her, this time he experienced the Great Dragon Secret Realm and also placed a big bet on her.
He did not hesitate to do anything, even risking being discovered by the royal family, to personally enter the secret realm of Dalong to help her grow, and only then did he achieve what he has achieved today.
If he really died in this arena, it would be a huge blow to Long Aoxing.
"Do you think you can... ask the venerable..."
"Shut up!" Long Aoxing's stern eyes were fixed on Zhou Haotian's face. "The Lord has personally witnessed the situation of life and death. Do you think he will allow your plea and damage the face of his Lord?
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What Zhou Haotian was thinking was that Long Aoxing was considered a member of the royal family after all, and if he could intercede with His Holiness, he might still have a chance.
But Long Aoxing's words made Zhou Haotian feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Indeed, a venerable person’s face will never be damaged by a competition. So, is Zhou Muer really going to die here?
Looking back to the ring, Wang Feng still had his eyes closed, but there was a trace of spiritual energy flowing around him.
The wisps of spiritual energy were as thin as gossamer, and the golden color was actually mixed with a little bit of black light.
When Zhou Muer discovered the black light on his aura, her heart couldn't help but tremble. She thought to herself: Why, has he also learned some kind of You Clan martial arts?
While training in the Great Dragon Secret Realm, after Zhou Muer handed herself over to Long Aoxing, she also got the powerful You Clan martial arts and cultivation inheritance from Long Aoxing as she wished.
Regardless of the soul-sucking ghost arts or the heaven-level martial arts that allow ghosts to scatter, in fact, they all belong to the Ghost Clan.
The special thing about You Clan's martial arts is that the color of the aura will gradually transform into black.
The martial spirit that Wang Feng is currently cultivating is the Emperor's Divine Eye. It has been shown in front of people many times. The aura is completely golden and everyone knows it. Therefore, when it is mixed with black light, Zhou Muer has to have such doubts.
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But thinking of this, Zhou Muer's face became even worse.
Even though Zhou Muer's ghost was scattered and was forcibly shaken away by Wang Feng, she had already understood the power of that martial arts. It could even be said that all the martial arts of the Nether Clan were very powerful.
Because of this, Zhou Muer finally felt overwhelming anxiety.
Finally, Wang Feng, who had closed his eyes for nearly half a minute, opened his eyes. At that moment, two golden gazes burst out and struck Zhou Muer's eyes.
Zhou Muer felt dizzy and couldn't see Wang Feng clearly in front of her.
"Everything must come to an end. Since you took care of Zhao Shihe for me, in order to prevent your death from being too ugly, why not let you just dissipate in this arena like him?"
Wang Feng's words clearly reached Zhou Muer's ears.
She immediately realized that Wang Feng was about to attack her. Even though the dizzy effect had not completely dissipated, she immediately used her strongest defensive method at the moment.
A thick black aura instantly filled her whole body, completely covering her up.
Wang Feng watched this scene without any change in his expression, and dozens of thin golden auras with black light around him quickly bound towards Zhou Muer's body.
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
Everyone in the Tianwang Mansion was stunned. They had never heard that Wang Feng had learned any other special martial arts. Most of them were just a few moves he had learned during his days as Tian Lingyan Wuhun.
The most critical problem is that his aura turned out to be mottled in color.
Zhao Jing, the head of the Zhao clan's ancestral hall on the other side, didn't notice this at all. What Wang Feng said to Zhou Mu'er made him half angry to death.
"You bastard! You want to kill my son, but you don't even want to do it yourself. I, the Zhao Clan, will make your Heavenly King's Mansion pay the price!"
Compared to them, the only one who smiled was the venerable one.
"It's so surprising! Boy, the surprise you brought to me is far more than just the secret treasure from the Great Dragon Secret Realm!"
Others could only see that Wang Feng definitely had the advantage at this time, and Zhou Muer was in danger. Little did they know that the Venerable had already understood the ability that Wang Feng was currently using.
As for Zhou Muer's father, Zhou Haotian, the panic in his heart quickly amplified, causing his hands to tremble involuntarily.
"Is there no chance? Mu'er..."
"There is indeed no chance." Long Aoxing said sadly, with shock and confusion in his tone. "When did this kid learn the soul-sucking ghost technique?"
That's right, what Wang Feng performed at this time was the soul-absorbing ghost technique that the Emperor's Divine Eye had not been able to completely reproduce before.
But there are some differences. The soul-sucking ghost technique used by Zhou Mu'er is the martial arts of the You clan obtained from Long Aoxing. But what Wang Feng is using at the moment is the soul-sucking ghost technique that has been repaired by the Emperor's Divine Eyes.
technique.
Dozens of spiritual energy bound Zhou Muer, and the black light in them quickly absorbed and disintegrated the thick black spiritual energy around her body.
In less than five seconds, Zhou Muer reappeared in front of everyone with a pale face.
Wang Feng walked closer to her step by step, looking calmly at the woman he once loved with all his heart, no longer mixed with any emotions.
"You probably never thought that such a day would come!"
Zhou Muer's eyes looked at Wang Feng at this moment, showing extremely complicated expressions, including confusion, confusion, helplessness, and regret.
"Wang Feng, please let my daughter go and the past grudges will be wiped out!" Zhou Haotian shouted in the audience.
Wang Feng just glanced sideways at Zhou Haotian below, still focusing on Zhou Muer's face. He slowly raised his hand and stroked her pretty face.
"Actually, I used to really like you! Goodbye, my former Mu'er!"