"You are really looking for death!"

Mu Feng's eyes were cold and he instantly entered a state of "true blood".

I saw his skin becoming crystal clear, his hair stood up, and he grew wildly to his waist.

His ordinary face became as handsome as a god, and his whole person had undergone transformation as if he had been reborn.

Boom! Emperor Meng's left palm was like a knife, slashing heavily on Mu Feng's sky spirit cover.

Emperor Meng tried his best to use this palm sword, and even the hard iron and stone could be shattered by him, let alone the head of a warrior.

But what shocked Emperor Meng was that Mu Feng stood there, as stable as Mount Tai, without any damage.

At the same time, Leng Qiang and the other two also rushed in.

Leng Qiang held the handle of the five-foot-long sword in his hands, and his spirit and slashed it down sharply.

The spirit knife slashed through the air, and the sound of cloth tearing was heard, and the sword light erupted, about a foot long.

Endless sword energy swept across, like a tornado, cutting countless knife marks into the ground of the ten layers of the Martial Tower.

The other two, holding spirit swords, surrounded by one left and one right, and slashed heavily at Mu Feng's legs.

The joint efforts of four martial artists from the Sea of ​​Destiny will cause severe damage even if they are ordinary Fate Age, let alone Mu Feng.

Crazy! The four people's offensives fell on Mu Feng one after another, and thunder sounds exploded on the flat ground.

The rolling waves of air were like a storm, constantly sweeping out towards the surroundings.

Ling Fei groaned, and his whole body flew into the air and hit the door of the training room behind him.

Many warriors who stole the stairs from below were swept up by the terrifying waves of air and fell down nine or even eighth floors in a panic.

"This child is dead!"

Ling Fei stood up in embarrassment and looked at the center of the open space with a long look.

The four emperors of Meng are all powerful people in the fourth level of the Sea of ​​Mind, especially Meng Emperor, who are at the peak of the fourth level of the Sea of ​​Mind.

These four people join forces to fight against the fifth level of the ordinary life sea warrior. He didn't think the boy in front of him would be an opponent.

The air waves dissipated, and Ling Fei finally saw the battle situation in the center of the open space.

"How is this... possible?"

Ling Fei's pupils shrank into needles, and he watched the scene in disbelief.

I saw Emperor Meng's left palm slashing at Mu Feng's Tianling Cave, Leng Qiang's long sword slashing in front of Mu Feng's chest, and the other two's spiritual swords even slashing Mu Feng's legs.

But Mu Feng still stood calmly, his whole body was intact and not even a drop of blood was flowing out.

"Is this guy a monster?"

Leng Qiang, Meng Huang and four others were completely shocked by Mu Feng's terrifying body.

The four of them had the full force of their attack, but they could not cause even a slight damage to Mu Feng.

How powerful is this guy's body?

"Overbial ability!"

Mu Feng smiled coldly, and his right hand clutched Meng Huang's left palm and twisted it violently.

Emperor Meng's entire left arm was twisted into a twisted shape, with broken bones thrusting out of flesh and blood, and blood thrust out.

Mu Feng's left hand became a palm, tangenting towards Leng Qiang's throat like a knife.

Leng Qiang's face changed drastically, and his right hand made a leap forward, but what scared him was that Mu Feng's palm sword was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, and he actually shattered his spiritual sword with one palm.

Let him watch Mu Feng's palm knife, cut his throat and cut off his head.

"This guy is so scary! Run away!"

The two warriors on both sides were completely scared and put away their spiritual swords and fled towards the ten-stairs without thinking.

Mu Feng's strength was beyond their imagination. Emperor Meng and Leng Qiang were both stronger than the two of them, but they were destroyed so easily.

If they continue to stay, how can they still live? "Want to leave?

No way!”

Mu Feng sneered, stepped on his feet, turned into afterimages, blocked the two of them at the stairs, and suddenly pushed out with both palms.

The two of them could not stop Mu Feng's palms at all, and they all collapsed and were killed by Mu Feng's palm.

“Who are you?

Why is the body so strong?”

Emperor Meng lowered his arms weakly, and his eyes looked at the boy who was slowly stepping towards the stairs in fear.

He has practiced physical martial arts since he was a child and has always had absolute confidence in his strong physical body.

But in front of Mu Feng, his proud body was as fragile as paper, which made Emperor Meng feel frustrated.

"You are not qualified to know my name yet!"

Mu Feng stepped forward with his right foot, and in an instant he appeared in front of Emperor Meng. His right palm gently pushed out and pressed it on Emperor Meng's chest.

Crack! A palm mark appeared on Emperor Meng’s chest and kept sinking into it.

Finally, Mu Feng's palm penetrated Meng Huang's chest and penetrated the latter's backbone.

Plop! Emperor Meng fell heavily to the ground with his eyes wide open, his eyes closed and he died with his eyes closed.

"Because you are too weak!"

Mu Feng slowly put away his right palm and raised his foot toward Ling Fei in front of him.

Thump! Ling Fei knelt on the ground simply and kowtowed to Mu Feng and begged for mercy.

At this moment, Ling Fei even regretted the situation and secretly called himself stupid, and actually provoked such a bad star.

"Abandon your cultivation!"

Mu Feng stopped and looked down at Ling Fei coldly.

"What?

For the sake of the Fumang Gang, you..." Ling Fei stood up in shock, but a gust of energy swept across his right kneecap in an instant.

Ling Fei groaned and knelt on the ground again, his eyes full of fear.

"If you dare to say something again, I will kill you immediately! If you want to live, you will lose your cultivation!"

Mu Feng looked down at Ling Fei, and the murderous intent in his eyes filled the entire tenth floor as if it were the substance.

"I...I'm useless!"

Ling Fei finally chose to surrender, and the remaining palm suddenly hit the Dantian.

Puchi! Ling Fei spit out a mouthful of blood, and only the sound of a balloon leaking air was heard. His dantian life sea was destroyed by him.

"You're satisfied with this way?"

Ling Fei covered his abdomen and said viciously.

"Get out!"

Mu Feng didn't even look at Ling Fei, and stepped into the T-shaped cultivation room with his sleeves.

"Bastard! If you kill so many powerful men in the Fumang Gang, you will die!"

Ling Fei covered his dantian and limped towards the bottom of the martial tower.

At this moment, on the ninth floor of the martial arts tower, many warriors who were secretly following Mu Feng were gathered on the eighth floor.

They naturally heard the fierce battle on the tenth level, accompanied by fierce screams.

During this period, many people were also itchy and wanted to go to the tenth floor to see what happened, but they were knocked down by the aftermath of the battle.

So, they don’t know what is going on on the tenth floor?

"That young man is probably in trouble! It must have been repaired by the masters of the Fumang Gang very miserably!"

“Did you hear that scream?

I think that boy has been killed! There is no sound on the tenth floor!"

"..." Everyone was talking, and they were all guessing the battle situation on the tenth floor.

Most people think that the boy is dead, and no one thinks that the boy is still likely to survive.

Dingdeng! Suddenly, the sound of embarrassed footsteps came from the tenth stairs, which attracted everyone's attention.

"It seems that the boy was beaten so badly, so he got out of here!"

Some people make unrestrained laughter, and some people are even more gloating.
Chapter completed!