"What a mysterious body technique!"

"This guy can't be a scrap of wood, could it be that he has always been pretending to be before? Planning to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? ”

"But what's the point?"

Outside the field, some powerful monks couldn't help but muttered in their hearts.

This is a bit puzzling to them.

"Are you just going to hide?"

After a long time of attacking to no avail, the prince Chong was also annoyed and angry, and shouted coldly.

"Definitely."

Mu Futian chuckled and immediately stopped.

"Ice Cracker!"

When the prince saw Mu Futian stop, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and in an instant, a spear appeared in his hand.

Then he stepped out and swung out an attack spirit that was obviously not weak.

With such a great opportunity, how could he give it up so easily?

He will pay back the grievances he has received tenfold and hundredfold!

"Yellow Rank Intermediate Attack Spirit Technique: Ice Splitting Spear?"

Seeing the spiritual trick that Wang Zichong cast, there was a commotion outside the venue.

"The spirit trick is pretty good, but unfortunately, the speed is too slow, if you want to kill me, you better wait for the next life."

Shaking his head, Mu Futian reached out and took out the wooden sword hanging behind his back.

"Three-stage slash!"

With a low snort, he disappeared in place as he cast his technique.

Followed by......

"Puff~Puff~Puff~"

The sound of a sonic boom of three wooden swords slashing through it sounded.

It was accompanied by bright red blood, which splattered out of it.

"You ......"

The prince froze in place, his face full of horror, and his finger pointed at Mu Futian.

He wanted to say something, but in the end, he still couldn't say it, and he fell in a pool of blood.

One move.

Mu Futian just made a move, and he harvested Wang Zichong's life.

"Ding~Ding~"

"Congratulations to the host, you successfully killed the Spiritual Qi Realm Sevenfold Heavenly Cultivator."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained five thousand aura points."

"Congratulations to the host, reward the Yellow Rank Top-grade Defense Spirit Technique: Vajra Cover!"

“……”

As the prince rushed down, the crisp sound in Mu Futian's mind rang out.

"Dead?"

"The genius boy of the Wang family is actually dead?"

Not surprisingly, as the prince rushed down, one after another exclamations immediately rang out.

No one thought that it was just an ordinary exchange between the two, but even their lives were lost.

Qin Ming, Deacon Ye, and even Mu Haofeng and the others looked at the scene in front of them, and their faces were all shocked.

To know.

Wang Zichong is a member of the Wang family, and his talent and strength are the best choice.

Now that he is dead, if this reaches the ears of the head of the Wang family, it is difficult to imagine his violent appearance.

In addition, Wang Zichong's eldest brother, Wang Zimeng, is a man of the year in Cangyue Pavilion.

In this way, Mu Futian is even more dangerous.

Qin Ming and Deacon Ye looked at each other, obviously a little overwhelmed.

However, fortunately, the Wang family did not have heavyweights to watch the assessment this time.

This undoubtedly gave them a little respite.

"Quick, get the injured person to the medical room!"

Deacon Ye decisively ordered.

Although he already knew that Wang Zichong had no breath, in order to deal with the emergency, he could only make a calculation.

After all, Mu Futian is a man who has been chosen by the Mirror of Heaven, and his future prospects are limitless.

This kind of matter, he can only leave it to the cabinet master to deal with personally.

Soon, there were two attendants from the Cangyue Pavilion who carried the prince away.

"I announce that this enrollment assessment is over, anyone who enters Cangyue Pavilion, please follow me."

With a wave of his hand, Deacon Ye hurriedly ended the enrollment assessment this time.

Luo Xiaozhu and the others followed behind Deacon Ye one after another.

Mu Futian shrugged his shoulders and followed without hesitation.

He had no expression on his face, and he didn't feel the slightest remorse for Wang Zichong's death.

You don't kill, people will kill you.

If that's the case, then why should he keep his hand?

……

The crowd dispersed.

Not surprisingly, the news of Wang Zichong's death spread throughout the Cangyue Pavilion at a rapid speed.

Naturally, it also reached the ears of Wang Zhen, the head of the Wang family!

"Boom!"

In the hall of the royal family, in the oppressive atmosphere, a low rumbling sound suddenly sounded.

Saw.

The table in front of Wang Zhen directly turned into a pile of powder!

"Rubbish, a bunch of rubbish!"

Wang Zhen scolded loudly.

The high-level members of the Wang family below lowered their heads, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.

At this time, the former is experiencing the pain of losing a child and is angry in their hearts, how dare they touch their moldy heads?

Wang Zhen scolded for a while, and his emotions calmed down a little.

"Family master, why don't we go to Cangyue Pavilion now to ask for an explanation?!"

An elder asked cautiously.

"We are not qualified to go to Cangyue Pavilion, if we break in, it will not only have a great impact on the reputation of the Wang family."

"Even put all the blame on us for this."

The other elder shook his head in disapproval.

In fact, it is.

"Are we just going to let it go?"

The elder added reluctantly.

Hearing this, everyone was silent.

Cangyue Pavilion is backed by the Dragon Palace, its status is transcendent, and it is only a royal family, but it can't pose any threat to them.

If Cangyue Pavilion really protected Mu Futian, then they didn't have much to do.

"Immediately pass on the son to come back, this kind of blood feud must make the other party pay for his life!"

Wang Zhen's face was gloomy to the extreme, and he suddenly spoke.

"Good!"

Someone immediately withdrew and complied.

Wang Zimeng, as Wang Zichong's eldest brother, plus he is a figure of the year in Cangyue Pavilion, is already in Cangyue Pavilion.

It is only fitting that he will take revenge.

……

Cangyue Pavilion is a fully enclosed building, so the people inside don't know anything that happens above the admissions assessment.

Deacon Ye ordered that no one should be allowed to disclose the slightest bit of information, otherwise, he would be expelled from the cabinet.

It was not easy to enter Cangyue Pavilion, and they naturally did not dare to defy the law.

However, Mu Futian could clearly feel that the eyes they looked at him were very complicated.

There is envy, jealousy, and even ...... Reverence.

"Mu Futian, Luo Xiaozhu, the two of you come with me, and the rest of you all follow Deacon Qin."

Not long after entering the Cangyue Pavilion, Deacon Ye suddenly spoke.

Except for the two of them, who entered the third rank, the rest of the people were all ninth rank.

There is also one who has entered the sixth rank, but because of the fighting, his life has been cut off.

So, there is no then.

Mu Futian and Luo Xiaozhu followed side by side behind Deacon Ye.

"Well done!"

Suddenly, Luo Xiaozhu spoke.

"Are you hurting or are you praising me?"

Mu Futian asked rhetorically.

"Great."

Luo Xiaozhu spit out a word.

"Well, you're not even willing to say a word."

Mu Futian shrugged his shoulders and replied speechlessly.

"Anyway, congratulations on being selected by the Mirror of the Chosen One!"

"If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me"

Luo Xiaozhu was like an eldest sister, and after saying a word, he walked straight ahead.