"His dog's head, I'll take it myself......"

Mu Feng's words swept through all the martial artists present like a storm.

This is far more shocking than Mu Feng's slashing of Fang Jian!

Even the majestic barbarian king in the distance, his slightly narrowed eyes, all crossed a color of surprise and profundity.

"The seventh senior brother is really domineering, in comparison, I think the second senior brother is low-key. ”

Li Xun in the distance smashed his mouth and said.

Today, he and Xiao Yu'er came to watch the competition of the seven junior disciples, which really gave them too much shock.

"Giggle...... I'm looking forward to going on a mission with Senior Brother Seventh now. ”

Xiao Yu'er hugged her crisp chest and said with interest.

"However, recently, the people of the Dark Evil Palace have become more and more arrogant. The seventh blood, I can feel it, is very powerful. ”

Li Xun said solemnly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yu'er's pretty face was full of frost.

"I heard that the senior sister once fought with the third blood, and that person was even more terrifying, and in the end, the senior sister was injured and lost. ”

"If, if this seventh bloodline is allowed to win the first place in Dongzhou, even if a few of us don't make a move, it will be absolutely shameless. ”

Li Xun said coldly.

"Now, we can only hope for our little brother. ”

.......

"Quack...... I'll wait for you to take my life, but be careful, don't!"

The injured Eagle King glanced at the purple-clothed young man below and sneered.

The envoy of Xia Shu glanced at Mu Feng deeply and nodded slightly.

It seems that this Mu Feng and the Eagle King have reached a point where water and fire are incompatible, and this matter must be decided by the King of Flowers himself.

A sudden battle of the Martial King quickly subsided.

However, from this short battle, many martial kings and powerhouses smelled some unusual breaths.

First of all, the Xia Shu Envoy of the Martial King Quadruple already has the strength to suppress them.

Secondly, it seems that this summer tree envoy is very concerned about Mu Feng.

This couldn't help but surprise them, because, as Kao's messengers, sometimes, their actions reflected Kao's attitude to a certain extent.

In the end, I didn't expect this Mu Feng to dare to declare war on the Eagle King.

That can only show that they don't know Mu Feng too well.

Because, just a year ago, when Mu Feng's strength was less than one thousandth of what he is now, he once made a war letter against the peak Martial King Yue Suifeng!

However, based on the above information, they knew one thing in their hearts.

Over there, with Mu Feng's current demonic appearance, if he can't kill him, he must not make enemies.

This son is too demonic, and even, a bit evil!

Even, the majestic barbarian king who was very angry with Mu Feng wrapped up his coveting meaning for Mu Feng's inheritance.

"Let's go ahead. ”

At this moment, the majestic voice of the subordinate messenger sounded.

After the previous battle, no one was unconvinced of the strength of the envoy of Natsuki.

The black-clothed referee walked out slowly, his eyes looking at the purple-clothed young man on the golden battle platform, with a strange light in his eyes.

"Now, there are only two people who maintain an unbeaten record!"

"They are, the seventh blood son from the Dark Evil Palace. Also, it's a peerless boy from the Xuan Domain-Mu Feng!"

Wow!

As the voice of the black-clothed referee just fell, there was a commotion between the peaks.

Because, this result is absolutely beyond their expectations.

The warriors of the Dark Evil Palace are brutal and evil, and almost all the warriors present are both jealous and hateful in their hearts!

Almost all of them have relatives and friends, and their brothers and sisters died at the hands of the Dark Evil Palace.

However, these guys appeared here unscrupulously and competed for the first throne!

This makes them both helpless and angry!

Suddenly, when their eyes touched the unruly purple-clothed figure, they suddenly burned with a blazing color of hope.

Because they want to know if this peerless dark horse from the Xuan Domain can be blacked out to the end.

At this time, countless eyes fell on Mu Feng's body.

"Then I announce, next, the finale of the pinnacle battle, Mu Feng against the seventh blood!"

Rumble!

As the words of the black-clothed referee fell, the scene suddenly boiled.

"Come on, Mu Feng!"

"Senior Brother Mu Feng will win!"

"I'm optimistic about you, and I'll beat that guy from the Dark Evil Palace for me!"

......

Countless cheers and shouts sounded like a tsunami.

Yang Yu, Wu Tong, Sha Huang, Poison Ji and other Mu Feng's friends shouted loudly and shouted for Mu Feng.

Yang Xuan and Jiang Taigong, who were injured in the battle of the Martial King, also trembled slightly with excitement, and they glanced at each other, and they saw the meaning in each other's eyes.

That's it: surprise.

Although they also had a premonition that Mu Feng must be extraordinary, whenever they thought that Mu Feng had reached the limit, Mu Feng would always give them a greater shock!

Airplanes!

At this moment, the seventh blood son, who was shrouded in a dark and cold evil mist, stood up.

The cold and bloodthirsty eyes, when he looked at Mu Feng in the center of the battle platform, the corners of his mouth hooked a little arc, and that look, as if the latter aroused his interest.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

An attendant warrior said.

"Jiji, I didn't expect that it would be him in the end. Still, let me kill them and bring them back to the old guys, and I'll be glad to come. ”

"As for being careful, that's not necessary, because, in my eyes, he's not worthy yet!"

Shout!

With a flash of figure, the seventh blood turned into a puff of black smoke, and quickly swept towards the golden battle platform!

Call~

With its arrival, Mu Feng frowned.

Even if he advanced, he could still feel a strong sense of danger from this seventh blood.

In other words, this seventh blood is too powerful, powerful enough to crush all the martial artists present who participated in the Dongzhou Competition.

"I don't know how many senior brothers and sisters have reached. ”

Mu Feng muttered in his heart.

After all, the other six people under the Flower Throne did not participate in the big competition, and there was even the legendary emperor-level talent of the senior sister, I heard that she was among the famous young powerhouses in the Tang Empire.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, the Seventh Blood Son appeared on the battle platform.

He looked at Mu Feng coldly and sneered: "Boy, you are also a little famous in my Holy Palace. It's a pity that you met me today, so, your good luck ends here. ”

The hoarse voice of the seventh blood said.

Obviously, there is a lot of confidence in yourself.

Mu Feng raised his eyebrows, he has always lacked a good impression of the people of the Dark Evil Palace, and even almost died under his minions at one point.

Coupled with a disgust from the bones, Mu Feng couldn't wait to get it!

"Lucky?"

"All I can say is that your so-called name of the Seventh Blood Son will be history from now on. ”

Mu Feng didn't give in, and said-for-tat.

A dragon fight, the real Dongzhou competition peak showdown, is about to start!

PS: You may be late, but you will never be absent, sorry for being late.

(End of chapter)