Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by this voice.
The disciple who was about to come forward also stepped back after recognizing the man's face, showing a timid look.
Mu Feng frowned slightly and looked solemnly at the person who just spoke.
This man is handsome and well-dressed.
It looks like he should be the young master of a certain force!
"Wen Mo, why are you joining in the fun?"
Qin Han frowned and spoke.
This Wen Mo is the number one disciple of Daogong Iron Table!
Moreover, he is a disciple of the Shinto Pavilion and is extremely powerful.
But you come here to bully newcomers?
ridiculous!
"Elder Qin, Mu Feng can make his own decision, anyone can take action.
Why can't I?
And I will definitely take care of this junior brother and will not use all my strength."
Wen Mo grinned and looked at Mu Feng with cold eyes.
Qin Han frowned, not knowing what to say.
Mu Feng smiled calmly, "Since senior brother wants to take action, it doesn't matter if he takes a few moves.
But Junior Brother, I don’t know how serious my attack is, so don’t mind if I hurt Senior Brother.”
Everyone looked at Mu Feng in surprise. Mu Feng still wanted to hurt Wen Mo?
Wen Mo is the number one iron player!
Even some silver medal disciples may not be Wen Mo's opponents.
Wen Mo and Mu Feng are not disciples at the same level at all!
Wen Mo looked at Mu Feng and sneered, then fell directly in front of Mu Feng, "If you can hurt me, I have nothing to say! But, can you do it?"
Everyone shook their heads. In Wen Mo's hands, Mu Feng was afraid that he would be powerless to resist!
Mu Feng smiled and curled his fingers provocatively.
Wen Mo's face darkened, Mu Feng actually provoked him?
court death!
"Oh, no wonder you dare to provoke Senior Brother Zhou Yan, you are so arrogant."
Wen Mo narrowed his eyes, Mu Feng was even more arrogant than he imagined!
"It turns out to be Zhou Yan's dog. Let him take action next time and don't always throw out cats and dogs."
Mu Feng spoke without mercy.
The disciples who heard this all looked suspicious.
Is Mu Feng scolding Wen Mo?
"Mu Feng actually doesn't even look down on Senior Brother Wen Mo?
It’s over, it’s over!”
"Heh, I think Mu Feng is too confident.
I thought I could fight against the top iron disciples by defeating Meng Shengnan, but I didn’t know that Wen Mo’s strength had already surpassed most of the iron disciples!”
"Yes, Mu Feng is a newcomer, how can he be Wen Mo's opponent? He is simply looking for death."
Others shook their heads helplessly, Mu Feng was just a newcomer and had only been in the palace for three months!
How can it be possible to compare with Wen Mo with this little cultivation time?
Not to mention the stronger Zhou Yan!
"Are you looking for death?"
Wen Mo's expression was cold, and his voice was filled with chills.
But Qin Han was watching from above, and even he couldn't kill Mu Feng by force.
But it’s still okay to teach Mu Feng some lessons!
"Do you have this strength?"
Mu Feng grinned, not paying attention to Wen Mo's threat.
Wen Mo's expression became colder and colder. How dare a mere Mu Feng look down on him!
"Then let me see if I have this strength!"
Wen Mo roared angrily, his body trembled, and a powerful aura burst out instantly.
Everyone was amazed, Wen Mo was indeed the number one among the iron disciples!
There is still one step left before I can step into the Eight-Star Spiritual Master!
"Then try it."
Mu Feng laughed, and the star of royal power appeared in his palm instantly.
Wen Mo also took out a sword, and the sharp sword energy burst out instantly.
The two sides looked at each other, and a manic atmosphere swept over the entire place.
Even Qin Han narrowed his eyes.
These two little guys are a little over the top!
"cut!"
Wen Mo roared angrily and strode forward.
The powerful pressure instantly crushed Mu Feng.
Mu Feng raised his eyes and struck Wen Mo with the royal sword in his hand.
Clash!
Spiritual energy like a storm overflowed throughout the entire venue.
The sword energy is chaotic and extremely fierce!
Everyone opened their eyes in shock, Mu Feng actually fought against Wen Mo!
And judging from the looks of the two of them, Mu Feng didn’t have the upper hand at all!
"Damn it, I underestimated you! I didn't expect you to reach the level of Seven Star Spirit Master!"
Wen Mo looked at Mu Feng and spoke in surprise.
He never expected that a disciple who had just started for three months would reach the level of Seven Star Spirit Master!
This kind of strength, even if placed in the Hundred Emperors Palace and the Holy Demon Palace, is a top-notch existence!
"Your sword really has no power."
Mu Feng smiled and shook his head, showing disappointment.
"court death!"
Wen Mo was furious, even if Mu Feng reached the Seven Star Spiritual Lord, he would be afraid that Mu Feng would fail!
"Tianfengzhan!"
Wen Mo shouted softly and slashed out towards Mu Feng with a low-grade heaven-level martial skill!
Everyone looked at Mu Feng nervously. He used heaven-level martial arts as soon as he made a move. Is this called mercy?
Mu Feng raised his swords to resist and backed away.
Wen Mo chased after him, even if he couldn't kill Mu Feng, he still wanted to teach Mu Feng a lesson!
There are some people that Mu Feng cannot touch!
"Kill me!"
Wen Mo roared angrily and slashed down with one sword. Mu Feng would definitely be defeated with this sword!
But Mu Feng directly raised his swords to block, looking at Wen Mo indifferently.
"How can it be!"
Wen Mo's eyes widened, how could Mu Feng be able to catch his move!
"Finished?"
Mu Feng smiled calmly.
Wen Mo gritted his teeth, this was impossible!
Mu Feng cannot be his opponent!
"not yet!"
Wen Mo roared angrily, and struck out with the sword in his hand again, slashing at Mu Feng with one martial skill after another.
Mu Feng calmly accepted these swords, and the sword in his hand was as stable as a rock!
Just Wen Mo, I'm afraid he doesn't pose much of a threat to Mu Feng!
"Damn it, I don't believe you can stay on!"
Wen Mo roared angrily and jumped into the air.
The sword in his hand is condensed with terrifying sword energy. The sword energy wraps around the tip of the sword, emitting an overbearing aura!
"Mochizuki Slash!"
Wen Mo's cold tone shocked everyone.
This Moon-Watching Slash is a middle-grade heaven-level martial skill. Can Mu Feng block it?
"Huh, that's really troublesome."
Mu Feng raised his head indifferently, his eyes cold.
Mu Feng's body was shaken, and a golden spiritual power emerged from his body like a coiled dragon.
Immediately afterwards, fire marks appeared on Mu Feng's skin.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Feng's whole body was covered with fire marks!
This body-strengthening martial art is exactly the Thirteen Heavenly Soul Styles that Mu Feng found from the Fei Pavilion!
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
Qin Han looked at Mu Feng in surprise. He was actually somewhat familiar with the martial arts Mu Feng performed.
Mu Feng raised his head, and Wen Mo, who was above him, had already lowered his sword, and the powerful sword energy came towards Mu Feng's shop!
Mu Feng raised the two swords high, and the fire marks on his body seemed to be alive, instantly covering the hilts of the swords in his hands until they wrapped around the sword body!
"Thirteen styles of Tianhun!"
Mu Feng gave a soft drink and ran towards Wen Mo.
Wen Mo's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, Mu Feng dared to collide with him head-on, seeking death!
In mid-air, their swords collided instantly.
The sword energy like a huge wave echoed throughout the entire venue!
The entire martial arts pavilion was completely immersed in the confrontation between the two!