"Relax! Release!"

Yutong's face was twisted in pain, his eyes were filled with fear, and he shouted.

"oh?

release?

OK, then I'll let go!"

Mu Feng sneered, and his right hand suddenly exerted force, and a terrifying force burst out. Then Yu Teng's right hand was pulled down by Mu Feng with one hand.

Puff! Blood shot out, overflowing, spilling all over the sky, looking extremely miserable.

Yutong was stunned, then a terrifying pain swept across his body and rushed straight into his mind, making him unable to help but scream hysterically.

Mu Feng took a step forward, his right hand became a claw, and he grabbed Youtuan's left arm with a sudden twist, twisting his left hand into a twisted shape again. The sound of bone shattering kept ringing in the air, which was terrifying.

"No...you...I haven't offended you, why do you treat me like this?"

Yutong screamed in pain, completely scared in her heart, and shouted hysterically.

"Didn't offend me?

Miss Beichen is my friend. You openly tortured her on the ring and hurt her severely. Now I am just treating her with the same method!"

Mu Feng looked cold, and with force again, Yu Teng's left arm was pulled down by him.

Although the recovery ability of the eighth-level martial emperor was terrifying, Mu Feng also invaded his spiritual power into Yutong's wound the moment he pulled off his arm, causing his wound to temporarily lose the possibility of self-healing.

Yutong was really scared. After breaking his arms, he quickly retreated, and at the same time he wanted to shout out the word "sacrifice".

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, a black shadow enveloped him. Then he saw Mu Feng looking at him with a sarcastic look on his face, and then his chin was pinched by a palm.

"Want to admit defeat?

But it's not that easy!"

Mu Feng suddenly exerted force with his right hand, and the spiritual power exploded. Then Yu Teng's chin bone shattered, and blood spurted out from his mouth, completely losing the ability to speak.

Mu Feng stepped out with one foot, stepped hard on Youtuo's chest, and then stepped hard on Youtuo from above.

There was an intimate contact between Yutong's back and the surface of the ring. A terrifying force invaded his chest and spine, and the invisible power burst out, and then his sternum and back bones exploded into powder.

Mu Feng had no expression on his face, grabbed Youtuan's right leg with his right hand, and slowly twisted it counterclockwise. His leg bones made a giggle and crisp sound, which was a sign that the bone was about to be dislocated and broken.

"Ah...ah..." Yutong, who was originally a little confused, woke up in pain when Mu Feng twisted like this, and made a strong scream, and the sound was endless, and it continued.

Because his chin was smashed, Yutong could no longer speak, so he could only make such vague screams to express his pain at this moment.

Mu Feng deliberately twisted slowly in order to make Yutong's pain continue to prolong and torture him.

From the time Youtuan took action to the moment he was defeated by Mu Feng, it took only more than ten breaths.

When everyone reacted, Youtuan was defeated and was being trampled under Mu Feng and was slowly tortured. Many people saw that scene and felt chills in their hearts.

“Huh?

It’s interesting. Mu Feng’s combat power is great. No one among the eighth-level martial emperors is his opponent!”

Xi Hongguang's eyes lit up and looked at Mu Feng up and down, a little stunned.

"Young Master Xi! Do we want to stop it?"

The rich young man beside Xi Hongguang asked for a moment of hesitation.

Xi Hongguang's mouth curled slightly and said, "Stop it?

Why stop it?

Yang Jiazhi has always been arrogant and domineering. Now someone has slapped his majesty. Isn’t that just right?

And as long as no human life is killed, it is not considered a violation!”

The rich young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and understood what Xi Hongguang meant.

"It's not bad! He can actually defeat Youtuo!"

Nie Longzhen grinned and looked at Mu Feng a little higher.

At the Qin family pavilion, Qin Wanlang showed a look of surprise, but soon shook his head.

It was indeed beyond his expectations that Mu Feng could deal with Youtuo so simply and neatly, but he also understood better that Mu Feng was not far from death.

Because Yang Jiazhi would never let him go easily.

Qin Keqing was holding Beichen to heal her wounds. When both of them saw this scene, they were both shocked.

"Beichen! So you, Mr. Mu, are very strong. Why haven't you mentioned it to me before?"

Qin Keqing took a medicine to Beichen and asked curiously.

Beichen smiled bitterly and said, "I only have a few encounters with Mr. Mu. I have never seen him take action, so I know nothing about his strength and background! However, what I am worried about is that his strength is good, but he is terrifying to face Yang Jiazhi..." Qin Keqing was silent. Although she wanted to say a few words of comfort, she also knew that Mu Feng and Yang Jiazhi were too far apart, and comfort was just to deceive herself.

Yang Jiazhi stood among the ruins of the pavilions in the south. He looked at Mu Feng constantly tortured Youtong with a gloomy look. He was shocked and angry, but more of a murderous intent.

This boy went against him several times, embarrassing him in front of everyone, and now he is even more insulting the people from the Chief Secretary’s Mansion. This is simply slapping him in the face! "Stop!"

Yang Jiazhi couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily, asking Mu Feng to stop immediately.

Unfortunately, Mu Feng ignored it. He just raised his head and looked at Yang Jiazhi with a sneer. His subordinates were not slow and broke Youtuan's right leg.

The crisp sound of bone cracks kept ringing on the lake, as if giving Yang Jiazhi a hard slap, the sound was crisp and harsh.

"You're looking for death!"

Yang Jiazhi was furious and stepped on his feet suddenly. The terrifying force stepped on his ground out of the huge pit. He was like an arrow leaving the string, shooting towards the arena above the center of the lake.

At this moment, Mu Feng had already raised the only left one of Yutong's right leg, and was about to slowly bend it, Yang Jiazhi was already close at hand, and his palm hit the back of his head.

"Transform and transposition!"

Mu Feng's mouth curled up in a curve and used the secret technique to move and change positions. In the blink of an eye, he exchanged positions with Yu Tong under his feet.

Before Yutong could react, he felt a violent gust of wind coming from the back of his head. Then he felt a severe pain coming from the back of his head, and his whole consciousness fell into darkness.

Yang Jiazhi stared at Youtong, whose head was smashed by her palm, and was stunned.

His attack was full of strength, and his spiritual power contained some of the rules and Taoist rhymes possessed by the quasi-sacred, which directly hit the head of the unprepared Youtuo, and it was like breaking a watermelon to break the head and even the soul.

It can be said that Youtuo died and could not die anymore! "You...you killed Youtuo!"

After Yang Jiazhi reacted, he found that Mu Feng had retreated dozens of meters away and confronted him from afar. He was roaring wildly, and his anger reached its peak.
Chapter completed!