Feng Xiaoyao made such a terrifying move, but Kong Mufeng didn't move at all, as if he didn't see it.
"Is this kid stupid?"
When everyone saw Kong Mufeng standing there like a sculpture, they didn't know how to hide.
"Humph, have you given up struggling?"
Feng Xiaoyao slashed down with his sword, deliberately leaving some remaining strength for fear of killing Kong Mufeng.
"boom……"
The strong wind blurred the vision, and soon the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed.
Kong Mufeng stood upright on the stage. The stones at his feet had been smashed into pieces. Only Kong Mufeng remained motionless. Even his clothes were spotless, as if not even a small breeze had blown by.
"You... how did you do that?" Feng Xiaoyao said in shock. Although he held back, it would not be easy for him to hit a Dacheng in the spiritual realm, not to mention that he was spotless and unscathed.
"Feng Xiaoyao must have held back, otherwise this kid would have died without a complete body."
"Master Feng, don't hold back, let him know what it means to be a man of heaven and earth."
When everyone was shouting, Kong Mufeng raised his head and said, "Don't let me go. You have two more tricks."
Feng Xiaoyao was irritated. The Golden Dragon Wind Sword in his hand looked like a flying dragon, and his whole figure was ethereal.
"Qingfeng Xiaoyao kills!"
The breeze was carefree and unpreventable, like an arrow from the string piercing Kong Mufeng's body directly from nowhere.
With more than two million spiritual powers, Feng Xiaoyao had no reservations and gave it a go.
It's hard to prevent an open gun from hiding. This move can kill someone unintentionally. It seems random, but it has hidden rules and is hard to guard against.
However, does Kong Mufeng need to be guarded against?
"Isn't this kid hiding?"
Kong Mufeng stood where he was, motionless, still in the same posture as if Mount Tai was collapsing in front of him but his expression remained unchanged. He even smoothed his hair.
"Maybe...he can still resist."
After seeing the first move, everyone was no longer so sarcastic, and a small number of people even began to hope that Kong Mufeng could resist.
"rub!"
Like a dragon swimming in the wind, its sharp claws come out to hurt people when it is free.
"boom!"
After the move, everyone was surprised to find a figure still standing in Kong Mufeng's position.
"He's still there."
He was motionless, like a house with ten thousand years of nails, but his hair was messed up by the strong wind.
"I've made progress and can shake my hair. You have one more move left, so hurry up."
As soon as these words came out, everyone no longer dared to underestimate Kong Mufeng, and even felt an inexplicable awe.
Feng Xiaoyao was no longer calm, beads of sweat were dripping down, and he felt increasingly unconfident.
"Boy, take your life!" Feng Xiaoyao's eyes turned red. This move was like a rabbit kicking an eagle and risking his life.
"Eighteen Storm Guards."
As soon as this move came out, Feng Xuehan was trembling with fear. "I, I, I... I'm going to use this move. Immortal-level martial arts, he has been using this move for a year and a half, but it's still slow."
But come on, why bother."
Of course Feng Xuehan is familiar with this move. It is the unique skill of the Feng family in the Wind County, the Eighteen Storm Guards.
Feng Xuehan quickly shouted: "Boss, we won't fight. Feng Xiaoyao, you are cruel, why don't I go back with you?"
Feng Xuehan chose to compromise, but it was too late. This move had already hit Kong Mufeng firmly on the forehead, as if eighteen immortals were jointly strangulating him. The eighteen moves were carried out layer by layer, but Feng Xiaoyao
If he can only perform five moves, he will be at the end of his rope.
But even these five moves can amplify Feng Xiaoyao's strength several times, and even a strong man with four to five million spiritual powers cannot parry it.
Kong Mufeng still didn't take it seriously.
"Is he crazy?"
"Why do I think he can handle it?"
"I feel the same way. Just hold on. If you persist, you will become a legend."
At this time, most people have begun to lean towards Kong Mufeng. If these three moves can still remain motionless, it can be called a legend.
"boom……"
The last move came as promised, Feng Xiaoyao looked helplessly in the direction of Kong Mufeng.
For a long time, Kong Mufeng did not move.
The clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and Kong Mufeng's figure disappeared.
"Hahaha, I will let you be crazy no matter how crazy you are." Feng Xiaoyao didn't think much about it, just thinking that Kong Mufeng had been beaten away, or that not even a scum was left behind.
"Hey, you still didn't escape after all? What a pity." Some people have already begun to feel sorry for Kong Mufeng.
But some people found something wrong and said: "It's strange. No matter how powerful this move is, it can't be beaten down to nothing. There must be something fishy."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone heard loud sounds floating from all over the sky.
"Three moves have passed, it's my turn."
Before he finished speaking, everyone saw a meteor falling down, like a boulder falling to the ground with a beam of golden light, and the speed was extremely fast.
"Kong Mufeng, it's Kong Mufeng..."
Everyone cheered, and the spear in Kong Mufeng's hand had already stabbed Feng Xiaoyao like an alien object from the sky.
"Eight-way thunder attracts demons and kills them!"
Kong Mufeng's voice was like judgment in the sky, making Feng Xiaoyao tremble.
Feng Xuehan was so frightened that he shouted quickly: "Boss, stop it, keep someone under the gun." He thought to himself that the game was too big now, and he would not be able to forgive himself even if someone was killed.
The Eight-Way Heavenly Thunder was used at will, but Kong Mufeng only used one-fiftieth of its power, and two million spiritual powers were mobilized at will.
The eight-way sky thunder gathered into a demon at the tip of a spear, and shot out with one move.
"ah……"
Feng Xiaoyao seemed to have seen the underworld, and it was impossible to resist now.
"boom!"
The tip of Kong Mufeng's spear went straight in and hit ten centimeters in front of Feng Xiaoyao's chest. A powerful wave of air swept up millions of spiritual energy and directly knocked Feng Xiaoyao away.
"Pfft..." Feng Xiaoyao spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, like a deflated rubber ball.
Feng Xuehan quickly caught Feng Xiaoyao and felt relieved when he saw that Feng Xiaoyao was fine.
"Feng Xuehan...what kind of monster is your friend?"
Feng Xiaoyao could only finish this sentence feebly, and then fainted.
"Kong Mufeng, Kong Mufeng, Kong Mufeng..."
The whole audience cheered, and all the hundred lamps were lit, but two of the thirteen golden lamps with eight flowers, four beauties and one courtesan were not lit.
Kong Mufeng took a look and saw that one was Xiaojiao. She was pouting her little mouth in anger. She originally wanted to take revenge, but she didn't expect that Kong Mufeng was so strong.
There was another person named Zheng Shujiao, who was stunned on the spot.
"He used to be on par with me, but now he has surpassed me by so much?" Although Zheng Shujiao is extremely talented, if she asks herself, she is still slightly inferior to Feng Xiaoyao.
Feng Xiaoyao was defeated so easily, even crushed, and Kong Mufeng was like a dimension-reducing blow. No one could figure out Kong Mufeng's age.
"How dare you, where are you from, how dare you break the rules?"
At this moment, a misty figure flew down from the sky.
This person is an immortal, the master of Xiuyu Pavilion, the immortal who was chasing Ear at that time.