It swept through the hearts of everyone in the Wanxia Dynasty like a wave.
The first person to bear the brunt was naturally Xia Zhe. Xia Zhe's whole body broke out in cold sweat. Under Mu Feng's powerful spirit, he had no ability to resist.
Mu Feng looked at Xia Zhe indifferently, the knife was clamped on Xia Zhe's neck and could kill him at any time.
"Disperse."
With a dull sound, everyone in the Wanxia Dynasty started to move, and the suffocating feeling disappeared without a trace.
But no one dares to underestimate Mu Feng. Is such a powerful soul really what a sixteen-year-old boy should have?
"You, you can't kill me!" Xia Zhe trembled, feeling fear for the first time.
"Can't kill you? Give me a reason."
Mu Feng squinted at Xia Zhe, his eyes twinkling.
Xia Zhe's legs were shaking and his words were unclear, "I am the prince of the Wanxia Dynasty. If you kill me, my father will not let you go!"
"Not only you, but your family and even the Shenwu Academy will be wiped out!"
Xia Zhe's words were very arrogant, but he was right.
Even Mo Cheng frowned, he didn't expect Mu Feng to be so powerful.
However, the biggest threat to the Wanxia Dynasty is the Emperor Xia Yong who has not appeared!
Xia Yong's strength is even stronger than that of Mo Cheng and Bai Shan, and he may even have become a three-star spiritual king.
After all, I haven't seen him for ten years, and this hidden emperor may not necessarily remain where he is.
"Ignorance." Mu Feng glanced at Xia Zhe and moved his hand slightly.
Xia Zhe shivered with fear, and the thousands of troops behind him were even more frightened.
This is the prince!
But how could the future of Wanxia Dynasty be in the hands of Mu Feng!
If Xia Zhe dies, they will all be buried with him!
"Oh, are you scared?"
Mu Feng chuckled, it seemed that this arrogant prince didn't have much courage.
It's no wonder that in his previous life, he also conquered several surrounding dynasties. After all, it doesn't take much courage to bully opponents who are weaker than yourself.
"Asshole! How dare you insult me!" Xia Zhe gritted his teeth angrily. He was a noble prince, but he was insulted to this extent by Mu Feng. It would be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart without killing Mu Feng!
"Insult you?" Mu Feng smiled lightly, "Are you worthy of it?"
Many people swallowed their saliva after hearing Mu Feng's words. Is it worthy?
Yes, even if Xia Zhe is the prince of the dynasty, how could he have achieved such strength without Xia Yong's full training.
But Mu Feng was just an ordinary disciple, and the Shenwu Academy hardly gave him any help.
But the sixteen-year-old Mu Feng is already a spiritual king!
genius!
evildoer!
In the entire continent, it is difficult to find a few evildoers like Mu Feng!
If Xia Zhe only talks about talent, how can he compare with Mu Feng?
If Mu Feng is given time, the Wanxia Dynasty is nothing!
It is precisely because of Mu Feng's evil talent that Mo Cheng will do his best to protect Mu Feng.
Only the Shenwu Academy will give everything for Mu Feng!
So, is Xia Zhe worthy of threatening Mu Feng like this?
Xia Zhe blushed and had nothing to say.
At this moment, he was just a piece of fish in Mu Feng's hands, and the knife on his neck could kill him at any time.
If he is still so arrogant now, he is really a fool!
"We, the Wanxia Dynasty, are willing to withdraw our troops." Xia Zhe breathed out, his eyes flashing.
All the soldiers of the Wanxia Dynasty lowered their heads. Even though they used such despicable methods, they were still defeated.
Defeated at the hands of a sixteen-year-old disciple!
"Did I say you could retreat?"
Mu Feng smiled indifferently, not caring whether Wan Xia retreated or not.
So what if we withdraw?
So what if I don’t retreat?
Xia Zhe's heart was shocked, and the generals next to him widened their eyes. Could this Mu Feng really want to fight to the death with the Wanxia Dynasty?
"Mu Feng, don't be too presumptuous. No matter what you say, our Xia family is still the king of the Wanxia Dynasty!"
Xia Zhe roared, as the royal family of this place, Xia Zhe is naturally very proud!
"Huh, Wang? It would be better if I changed it." Mu Feng said with a smile.
The plain laughter shocked Wan Jun, this Mu Feng must be crazy!
Want to change the king of Wanxia Dynasty?
He really thought he was invincible!
"Hahaha! Ridiculous, ridiculous!"
Xia Zhe laughed so hard that he was heartbroken.
"You actually said that you want to replace me as King Wanxia? Do you really think that my father can't deal with you?"
"I'm telling you, when my father comes, he will definitely kill you!"
Xia Zhe sneered and said, he seemed to have forgotten the fact that he had a knife held to his neck.
Only when the cold blade touched his flesh did Xia Zhe react.
Looking at the blood dripping down, Xia Zhe was so frightened that he was sweating again. He didn't want to die!
"It's a pity that you still don't believe me when I say you're an idiot." Mu Feng glanced at Xia Zhe indifferently.
Xia Zhe gritted his teeth and said nothing. He wanted to buy time. When his father came, he would be saved!
"Mu Feng, I advise you to stop, otherwise His Majesty will not let you go!" A general from Wanxia pointed at Mu Feng and shouted.
"Yes, Mu Feng, how about we just say goodbye and not have contact with each other in the future?" Another general stepped forward. They really couldn't let Xia Zhe die!
Mu Feng's eyes swept over these people indifferently, "Idiot."
As the calm voice fell, the bodies of the two generals suddenly exploded, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
In an instant, all members of the Wanxia Dynasty were silent, and no one wanted to stand up.
That was a powerful spiritual master. Mu Feng could kill him with just one glance. How could they resist?
"Yellow-haired boy, you are so brave!"
The moment Mu Feng turned around, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, and the Wanxia Dynasty once again showed a glimmer of hope!
The emperor of Wanxia, Xia Yong has arrived!
"Father!" Xia Zhe was excited and excited, he was saved!
In mid-air, a figure is accompanied by thunder and lightning, solemn and respectful!
This person is none other than the emperor of Wanxia and the number one master of the Wanxia Dynasty, Xia Yong!
"Humph, a bunch of trash." Xia Yong glared at the soldiers of the Wanxia Dynasty angrily, and was frightened by Xiao'er to back away. What a loser!
"Father, save me! Save me!" Xia Zhe shouted, and then looked at Mu Feng fiercely, "Mu Feng, you are dead!"
Mu Feng glanced at Xia Zhe boredly, then turned his gaze to Xia Yong.
This Xia Yong is stronger than Mu Feng imagined, and has actually reached the level of a four-star spiritual king!
With such strength, even Mo Cheng would be defeated in an instant.
"You are that Mu Feng." Xia Yong looked at Mu Feng with a serious face, and his cold voice made others feel bone-chilling.
This is Xia Yong, even one word can make others fearful!
"Are you Xia Yong?"
Mu Feng smiled and spoke without any fear.
Looking at the indifferent Mu Feng, Xia Yong frowned and said, "Let Zhe'er go quickly. I will spare your life. If you submit to me, Wan Xia, I can protect your prosperity and wealth!"
Many people were amazed and did not expect Xia Yong to love talents so much.
However, some veterans who were much older than Xia Yong sneered in their hearts.
How could Your Majesty allow a threat to grow? Mu Feng is dead!
Mu Feng looked at Xia Yong and laughed up at the sky, "What if I behead him?"