Among the writers, the two parties looked at each other.
Compared to the anger of Nanlingyu and others, Mu Feng showed disdain!
No disdain at all!
"Mu Feng, you are just a pawn abandoned by the Dao Palace. Even if I kill you here, what can the Dao Palace do?"
Nan Lingyu grinned, his eyes cold.
"Can you kill me?"
The corners of Mu Feng's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were contemptuous.
In his tone, he didn't take Nan Lingyu seriously at all.
"Hey, Mu Feng, don't be so arrogant! My senior brother Nan is a strong man on the Qingban list. How can you be our senior brother Nan's opponent?"
"It's ridiculous to dare to be so arrogant in front of our Senior Brother Nan."
"Senior Brother Nan will definitely avenge Senior Brother Kang Hong and others. Mu Feng will die today!"
The Jue Ling Palace disciples all showed evil smiles.
After all, Nan Lingyu is a genius on the youth list. Why is he just Mu Feng so arrogant?
"Death!"
Nan Lingyu snorted coldly and struck at Mu Feng with the sword in his hand.
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes and first signaled Bai Yi and others not to take action, then raised his finger.
"Ding!"
With a crisp sound, Nan Lingyu's knife was directly caught by Mu Feng's fingers.
Everyone looked at Mu Feng in shock.
That's Nanlingyu!
The genius ranked 99th on the youth list!
But at this moment, Mu Feng blocked Nan Lingyu with only two fingers. What kind of strength is this.
"How can it be!"
Nan Lingyu was shocked and looked at Mu Feng with twinkling eyes.
Even the four-star Spiritual Emperor would not dare to catch his sword easily with his body. How powerful is Mu Feng!
"With this little strength, he is a genius on the Qing list?
I think it's just a joke."
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes with cold contempt.
Nan Lingyu's face turned red, he quickly drew his sword, and then cut it down again!
"Extreme Soul Kill!"
Nan Lingyu roared angrily and slashed towards Mu Feng with a heaven-level martial skill.
A powerful aura filled the entire world, and this sword was enough to repel an ordinary four-star spiritual emperor!
"Let's see how you answer it!"
Nan Lingyu roared angrily and slashed down with his sword.
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes, fire marks appeared on his skin, and then punched out!
Thirteen forms of Tianhun!
A punch collided with Nan Lingyu's sword. Everyone was shocked. How could Mu Feng use his body to deal with the sword!
But in the next second, everyone's eyes widened.
The sword in Nan Lingyu's hand actually broke!
Mu Feng raised the corners of his mouth, stepped on his feet, and stepped directly into the air!
Another punch!
With one punch, Nan Lingyu's lower abdomen seemed to have received a heavy blow.
The whole person flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and finally hit the ground!
The disciples of Jueling Palace all widened their eyes.
Nan Lingyu is the gold medal disciple of Jueling Palace!
Even Jueling Palace only has a dozen gold medal disciples.
This Mu Feng has only been in the Dao Palace for more than a year, but he already has the strength of a gold medal disciple!
You can even make it to the top rankings!
"How is that possible! How can you be so strong!"
Nan Lingyu looked at Mu Feng with wide eyes, full of doubts.
To be able to reach this level from Spirit Master in one year, what kind of monster is Mu Feng!
"Nan Lingyu, is it? It seems that Nan Yao sent you here."
Mu Feng squinted at Nan Lingyu and smiled.
Nan Lingyu's expression was cold. He never expected that Mu Feng had such strength!
The people of the Wen family and the disciples of Jueling Palace retreated one after another. Even Nan Lingyu was defeated. How could they fight?
"Mu Feng! Do you think we have no trump card?"
At this moment, Wen He put his hands on his hips and shouted at Mu Feng.
Mu Feng couldn't help but squint his eyes, looking at Wen He like a fool.
"Wen He, do you still have any trump cards?"
"Great, then this Mu Feng can't run away. If you kill him, Nanyao Cave Master will definitely give you a heavy reward!"
The Jueling Palace disciples looked at Wen He and became excited.
"Oh, Uncle Haijing, call out that thing quickly, this Mu Feng must die!"
Wen He quickly spoke to Wen Haijing.
Wen Haijing nodded and immediately rushed towards the Wen family hall.
Bai Yi frowned and looked at Wen Haijing who was running away, and then looked at Mu Feng, "Mu Feng, we don't need to stop them?"
Mu Feng smiled and shook his head, "No need, because that thing is what I want too."
Bai Yi and others looked at Mu Feng in surprise. Could it be that Mu Feng was still planning on that mechanism?
The strong men of the Wen family rushed over one after another, but when they saw Nan Lingyu defeated, they all showed serious expressions.
"Dad! Call out that holy object!"
Wen He looked at the leading man and spoke quickly.
That person is none other than Wen Yu, the head of the Wen family!
Wen Yu took a deep breath and raised a piece of mechanism, "If you dare to cause trouble in our Wen family, you will all die!"
As Wen Yu shouted softly, the mechanism in his palm floated directly into the air.
The Wen family began to vibrate, and then a huge wooden beast flew in the air and let out an overwhelming roar!
"Oh, this is a machine beast given to us by a saint. Let's see how you deal with it!"
Wen He laughed.
The disciples of Jue Ling Palace all looked surprised. They didn’t expect that there would be such a treasure in the Wen family!
Mu Feng looked at the giant beast and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.
The eighth-level mechanism can easily deal with ordinary Spirit Emperors!
"Good stuff, thank you very much, Xiaoyi!"
Mu Feng laughed, and Yi Lei behind him turned into a crystal dragon and rushed towards the machine beast.
Mu Feng shouted softly and jumped directly onto Yi Lei, with golden spiritual power overflowing from his palms.
"This Mu Feng is simply ridiculous. Even the top Spirit Emperor can't break through the defense of this machine beast.
He alone cannot be the opponent of the machine beast!"
Wen He laughed, his eyes cold.
"Great, Mu Feng will die today!"
"Wen He, you did a good job. We will definitely be rewarded this time when we return to the Spiritual Palace!"
The Jueling Palace disciples all showed excitement, looking at the powerful machine beast, and exclaimed!
"What a miserable bunch of people."
Mu Feng couldn't help but smile, and following Yi Lei's scream, he slapped the machine beast on the forehead with his palm!
A golden spiritual power sank into the machine beast, but nothing happened.
Wen He and others laughed. This palm probably had no effect on the machine beast!
"I told you, with this machine beast here, you, Mu Feng, will die!"
Wen He laughed, if Mu Feng died in the hands of the machine beast.
Nan Yao and other cave masters will definitely increase their training.
It will be easy to become a gold medal disciple in the future!
Mu Feng drove Yi Lei directly back to Bai Yi and the others, his eyes indifferent.
"Do you really think this machine beast can do anything to me?"
Mu Feng looked at Wen He with a smile and smiled lightly.
Wen He was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "That's ridiculous. You, Mu Feng, dare to say such arrogant words. I'll beat him to death with the machine beast!"
The machine beast roared angrily, and slapped its huge palm directly downwards!
Wen He and others laughed, their eyes cold.
Under this palm, Mu Feng and others will undoubtedly die!
Mu Feng shook his head, raised his forehead, and the palm of the machine beast passed over Mu Feng and the others but did not take a picture!
Wen He and others were stunned, what is going on!
The palm of the machine beast actually slapped them!