"My spiritual fire..." Tan Minghui's pupils tightened into needles, and his hands quickly pinched the fire-control seal technique.

But the black Youfengyan, who is usually like an arm, does not move at all and is completely out of control.

Hum! When Tan Minghui tried his best, the black storm transformed by the black wind flame suddenly collapsed and turned into a black flame.

This black flame leaped in the air for several times and slowly landed on the palm of a palm.

"How could you... be possible?"

When Tan Minghui saw the master of his palm clearly, he almost screamed in shock.

The owner of the palm is nothing but Mu Feng.

The black and faint wind flames, like obedient elf, lingered around Mu Feng, constantly jumping, and how could they look like they were as cruel and ferocious as before.

Inside and outside the hall, the whole room was silent! No one expected that Tan Minghui's black Fengyan would be controlled by Mu Feng.

That is the heavenly level spiritual fire. Ordinary spiritual craftsmen will die if they touch it. Not to mention snatching the spiritual fire from the heavenly master, it is almost impossible.

But Mu Feng did it, and he looked calm and gentle.

"Tan Minghui, if you are a martial artist in the Mind Sea Realm, maybe I'm still helpless! Unfortunately, you are a heavenly spiritual craftsman!"

Mu Feng carried his hands on his back and walked slowly towards Tan Minghui.

Ice Flame and Black Wind Flame swirled around him, forming two blue and black fire rings.

In the past life, Mu Feng's artifact, medicine art, formation art, etc. all reached the peak and had unique fire control techniques.

Once this technique is released, all the spiritual fires in the world surrender.

Not to mention that Tan Minghui is just a heavenly-level spiritual craftsman. Even if he is a stronger kingly spiritual craftsman, Mu Feng can still seize the spirit fire from him.

"How did you...the hell do you do?

Could it be you..." Tan Minghui's face turned pale and looked at Mu Feng in fear. Being able to seize his spiritual fire so domineeringly shows that Mu Feng's mental power is much stronger than him.

This also means that the young man in front of him is probably a king-level spiritual craftsman.

Thinking of this, Tan Minghui's hands and feet were cold. If his guess was true, then he would have really caused a big disaster.

The king-level spiritual craftsman has such a noble status. It only takes one word to destroy the city and the country.

"Tan Minghui! Next, it's time for you to accept my anger!"

Mu Feng suddenly stopped, pointed out with his right hand, and the black Youfeng Yan turned into a huge black snake, sweeping towards Tan Minghui.

"Wait! I..." Tan Minghui was shocked. He was about to speak, but it was too late.

The black snake appeared in front of him in an instant, and a terrifying temperature swept over, and the ground could not withstand the high temperature and cracked one after another.

Tan Minghui had no choice but to pull off the black pendant on his chest with his right hand and spread it straight ahead.

I saw dense golden runes appearing on the surface of the black pendant.

Countless golden runes emerged, surrounding Tan Minghui in an oval shape, forming an airtight defense.

Boom! The black flame giant snake hit Tan Minghui hard, and the countless golden runes were running at high speed, resisting the invasion of the black flame giant snake.

But even so, the huge force of the black flame giant snake still made Tan Minghui groan, and he flew backwards and hit the wall outside the hall.

The originally riddled wall collapsed completely after Tan Minghui's impact and cracked into countless gravels.

Tan Minghui flew backwards in a panic and fell heavily on the huge open space outside the spiritual tower.

Outside the hall, there was a strange silence.

Everyone watching the game took a breath of cold air.

Tan Minghui, one of the three great heavenly masters of the capital, was actually repelled by one move.

"What is this guy from?

He gave the master's black Youfengyan..." Dong Xian couldn't help but tremble, and he felt real fear.

His biggest reliance is Tan Minghui.

If even Tan Minghui could not stop Mu Feng, wouldn’t he be doomed to death?

"Brother Mu, how many secrets do you have?"

Gu Yiguang looked at Mu Feng with bright eyes. He really didn't expect that Mu Feng could make the tall and arrogant Mr. Tan Tian so embarrassed.

"Are the low-level defensive spirit soldiers in the sky level?

I want to see how many moves can you, the spiritual soldier, block me?"

Mu Feng walked out of the ruins of the hall walls and pointed at Tan Minghui with his right sword.

"Moon Slash!"

Suddenly, the rolling black wind surrounding him turned into a sharp black wind and rushed towards Tan Minghui.

Tear! The black wind flames are like a black hurricane, and they arrive in front of Tan Minghui in an instant, then condense into a black crescent moon and slash it hard.

Black Wind Flame is a low-level spiritual fire in the form of a moon slash, and its power has reached unprecedented power.

Tan Minghui was shocked. He felt a strong threat of death during this black crescent moon.

He flew back quickly without thinking.

At the same time, he took out spiritual weapons from the space ring and continued to bombard the black crescent moon.

Everyone discovered that the worst spiritual weapons thrown out by Tan Minghui were the Xuan-level medium-level spiritual weapons.

This shows how rich Tan Minghui is.

But these powerful Xuan-level spiritual soldiers were like paper paste in front of the black crescent moon, and as soon as they touched it, they were broken into powder.

"It's so scary! What kind of move is this?

This power has exceeded the scope of the low-level spiritual fire in the heavenly level!"

When the last spiritual soldier of the space ring was broken by the black crescent moon, Tan Minghui was completely in despair.

The black crescent moon finally fell on Tan Minghui.

I saw countless golden runes on his surface running quickly, and because he could not withstand the power of the crescent moon, he kept sinking into the interior.

Click! The golden runes are defensive and exploded with a bang.

Tan Minghui screamed, and flew backwards and smashed heavily into the open space a hundred meters away.

Mu Feng took a step forward and was about to take another attack to completely deal with Tan Minghui, the pressure around him suddenly increased greatly.

At this moment, as if a mountain was pressing down, Mu Feng couldn't help but bow down, and the ground was sunk several feet deep under his feet.

I saw that with Mu Feng as the center, the ground cracked in a radius of dozens of meters, and countless gravels were suspended on their own, forming a strange barrier.

"My friend! I don't know where you are from?

But you've done it a little bit!"

In front of the open space, a vicissitudes of life came, and an old man with a long hair and a young face walked slowly.

Mu Feng narrowed his eyes and immediately noticed that the old man with crane-haired and handsome face was dragging a tortoise shell the size of a palm in his right palm.

The surface of the tortoise shell is as smooth as a mirror, emitting a bright white light.

"Heavenly-level spiritual formation master?

Who are you?"

Mu Feng asked coldly.

"Old Ye Yufan, you are old friends with Old Man Tan! My friend, let's stop for my sake!"

Ye Yufan said lightly.

"Old Man Ye..." Tan Minghui got up with difficulty and saw Ye Yufan walking slowly, his eyes full of complexity.

"Even Master Ye is here. He is the spiritual formation master of one of the three great heavenly masters in the capital. He is the master of the spiritual formation master's spiritual tower!"

"With Master Ye Tian here, this guy can't make any troubles!"

"..." When everyone saw Ye Yufan, they felt relaxed.

They were as clear as a mirror and knew that Mu Feng was only at the fourth level of the life wheel.

The reason why he was able to defeat Tan Minghui was only because of some secret technique that forced the latter's heavenly level spiritual fire, which greatly reduced Tan Minghui's combat power and he was lucky enough to win.

Now, Ye Yufan is a spiritual formation master, and Mu Feng’s secret technique of robbing spiritual fire cannot work on Ye Yufan.

With the power of the heavenly level spiritual array, even if Mu Feng has the heavenly level spiritual fire, if he cannot find the method to break the formation, he will be trapped like a trapped beast.

"Old man! You'd better not interfere in my business, otherwise you will get into trouble!"

Mu Feng released his colorful bloodline, his body was filled with colorful light, barely resisting the pressure of the spiritual formation, slowly stood up, and looked at Ye Yufan who was walking towards him coldly.

Ye Yufan shook his head and smiled lightly, "The formation set up by the old man is called the Three Mountains Heavy Formation! If the formation is fully opened, the pressure inside the formation is like crushing down by three mountains, which is enough to crush the first level of the Martial Sea Realm to seriously injure!"

"Even if you have black wind flames, it is useless! The spiritual array cannot be broken with brute force unless you can find the right one..." Ye Yufan said proudly, but before he finished speaking, the tortoise shell array plate in his hand suddenly shattered.

At the same time, a black shadow came over.

Ye Yufan just raised his head and saw Mu Feng's cold face.

"How is my spiritual array... possible..." Ye Yufan's eyes were protruding. Before he finished speaking, Mu Feng grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted it up with one hand.

"What's the difficulty for me to break the spiritual array of the sky level?"

Mu Feng smiled contemptuously and then threw Ye Yufan to the ground.

The terrifying power burst out, and Ye Yufan screamed and smashed a hole several feet into the ground.
Chapter completed!