Chapter 42: I'll Take You to Pretend, Force, You Take Me Fly!
Laugh at!
I saw a pitch-black beam of light, accompanied by a sharp and piercing sound that tore through the air, burst out.
The handsome man's body scolded Mu Feng, and his body exploded.
"The Art of Inscriptions!"
Almost by the time the fourth-layer gatekeeper exclaimed, the iron finger inscription was less than a palm away from the center of his eyebrows.
If he is hit, the man with jade and gold will probably fall directly with hatred.
Bear!
A strong spiritual power burst out, and above the man's head, a full three hundred giant tripod phantoms took shape in an instant, and the powerful spiritual power swept away.
"Martial Master Mie!"
The fierce momentum even shook the Xuantie Tower slightly.
"Hey, why do I feel like the Tower is shaking?"
"It seems to be, but... Impossible, right?"
In the outside world, when Mu Feng was extremely strong and broke into the fourth layer, he thought that he had hallucinated just now.
Iron finger inscription!
The second-level pinnacle inscription, it is said, by surprise, can even threaten the strong martial artist!
"Boom!"
With Mu Feng's order, when the handsome man was about to protect with all his might, he saw that the inscription broke out directly.
"Bang!"
Whew!
The furious energy, like a bomb that exploded, suddenly shattered. Directly tore through the defenses hastily established by the four layers of gatekeepers.
"Damn!"
I only heard a low scolding voice, and the smoke and dust were billowing ~~
"Ahem......" A rapid coughing sound came from the smoke and dust.
At the same time, the spirit stone of the fourth layer lit up instantly.
"Holy!"
"No, am I dreaming?
"I also wonder if it's a dream. ”
"Then why don't you pinch yourself?"
"It hurts!"
“......”
At this time, the outside world was completely boiling, this legendary waste, sword dao comprehension was so high? Even the first on the hidden dragon list, Senior Brother Huo Qingtian only broke through the third layer when he was a newcomer!
Another record?
This thing is definitely pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!
Outside, the elegant young man Ling Rui also smashed his mouth, he had learned the arrogance of the fourth-layer guard, even if he tried his best, plus the sneak attack and other means were exhausted, he was still cut down with one move.
However, this Mu Feng actually won?
There was a bright light in his eyes, and Ling Rui muttered: "Mu Feng, I thought I surpassed you, but I was still far from you!"
In a corner, I saw a man with a gloomy face, and when he glanced at this Sword Pavilion, a cold killing intent erupted in his eyes, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of jealousy.
Exactly, Wu Sen.
At the edge of the crowd, two shadows were in the shadow of a tree, cleverly blocking everyone's view.
"Senior Sister Luoy, is this the Mu Feng you are talking about?"
"Yes, senior sister, his comprehension of pharmacology is still above me. I'm afraid that among the disciples, he is the only one who can help you. The girl who was as cold as a lotus flower, said slightly.
However, as he spoke, the corners of his delicate lips floated slightly.
She was also amazed in her heart, this Mu Feng actually broke through the fourth layer, and he was really an unpredictable guy.
"Sect Master, this kid is a good seedling. ”
In the distance, on top of a towering attic, two figures stood with their hands in their hands.
It was the Great Elder Jian Chen, and the Sect Leader Qiu Wanjian.
"Hmph, megalomaniacal boy. He refused the kindness of this seat, and there was always a time when he came to beg him. The white-clothed Qiu Wanjian snorted coldly.
Hearing this, Jian Chen smiled bitterly.
I regret in my heart why I didn't directly accept Mu Feng as a disciple, this kid is simply too demonic, and even, on the sword path, the sword intent of the tyrant is the only thing he has seen in his life.
He is already known as the Sect Master's Registered Disciple, so how can he do it? Moreover, he knows the temper of this Sect Master, who is stubborn and rigid. Obviously, what happened to Mu Feng last time aroused Qiu Wanjian's love for talent, and the young man's rebellion also angered him again!
Qiu Wanjian looked at the Sword Pavilion, his eyes flashing with arrogance.
......
When the smoke and dust dissipated, and the graceful man just now appeared in front of Mu Feng's eyes again, the young man couldn't help but be stunned, and then almost laughed.
At this time, where did the man still have a trace of handsomeness, his upper body was ragged, scorching and filthy. It was pitch black from the neck upwards, if it weren't for the two eyes in rotation, Mu Feng would have suspected that this guy was killed directly by himself.
The hair was even more like wolf smoke, all standing on end, and there were traces of gray smoke and dust on it......
This image is simply the same as the handsome image just now, judging by two people!
"Little... Ahem....." As soon as the man wanted to speak, he coughed violently, and black smoke kept spitting out of his mouth.
"Senior, you agreed. Take a good rest and don't move. Mu Feng said as he spoke, his body constantly moving towards the pile of spirit crystals.
The fourth-layer gatekeepers were shocked at this time. This fifteen-year-old boy with such a deep understanding of the way of the sword is still an inscription master?
The iron finger inscription just now, his brain was buzzing, his heart was bitter, and he wanted to cry without tears.
Just when his mind cleared up a little, he only saw that in the corner of the third to fourth floors, a figure in white disappeared in a flash, it was Mu Feng who had disappeared.
Got into trouble and slipped away.
Mu Feng carried a bladeless heavy sword, and his body was as elegant as a fallen leaf, light and agile.
"Hi beauty!"
When he arrived on the third floor, Mu Feng said hello to the loli body.
Looking at the other party's murderous eyes, he fled again.
When others broke into the Sword Pavilion, they all left in a dashing manner, and they were so miserable, did they feel like they had fled in a hurry?
If this kind of thinking is known to outsiders, it will definitely attack it in groups, it is too annoying, what are you, showing off, or is it an invisible pretend?
Boom!
The low door slowly opened, and the lively sound of the outside world swept in like a wave.
At this time, Mu Feng had already tidied up his clothes with a victorious attitude, adjusted the curvature of the corners of his mouth, and slowly stepped out.
"Ahh
Not long ago, Ling Rui's fan sister, who was sarcastic about Mu Feng's face with heavy makeup, screamed at the top of her voice.
Wow!
At this moment, Mu Feng completely became the focus of everyone.
"That sharp bullshit rookie king!"
"This Mu Feng, it's really not simple!"
"I expected that. The man who eats soil and three catties, without any discipline, changed the location, and said with a wise light in his eyes.
"Hmph, I'll let you be arrogant. However, your thousand spirit crystals, tomorrow, will go into my pocket. Wu Sen, his eyes flashing with fierceness, said in a low voice.
At night, the night is as cool as water.
In Mu Feng's room, a young man's excited exclamation was heard.
"Little eagle? You... You, have you evolved?" Mu Feng looked at the little eagle in front of him in shock, and there was a light of excitement in his eyes.
At this time, the miniature eagle, after more than a month of hibernation, actually grew to the size of a two-meter body.
There is a cyan luster circulating on his body, and he is extremely handsome!
And the spirit crystals in Mu Feng's storage bag were devoured a lot. If it's okay, just bubble Mu Feng's colorful quenching treasure liquid stored in the storage bag, and when you're hungry, you can snort some spirit stones.
Even the more than 1,100 spirit crystals obtained from the Sword Pavilion today were devoured by as much as half.
However, Mu Feng did not have a trace of pity.
"Wow!"
At this moment, the little eagle pulled the corner of Mu Feng's clothes.
"You mean... Let me go on your back?" asked Mu Feng.
The eagle nodded.
Hearing this, Mu Feng's breathing became a little shorter. If the eagle eagle can soar with itself, wouldn't it be handsome, a bunker!
The excitement in my heart, I want to find someone to vent... Ahem, it's confiding!
Suddenly, a beautiful face mixed with innocence and charm appeared in my mind.
"Let's go, Xiaodiao, let's go to Sister Su Rou!"
Out of the courtyard, Mu Feng stood on the small eagle, hula, the little eagle spread its wings, and the wingspan was as much as five meters!
Feeling the strong wind whistling in his ears and the ground that was constantly moving away, Mu Feng said happily: "Xiao Diao, in the future, I will take you to pretend, you will take me to fly!"