People are like sculptures, sitting upright, silent.

In addition to Mu Zifeng's voice, the entire secret room of more than 200 square meters could be heard falling needles, and everyone was immersed in the thrilling story, all showing surprised expressions.

Suddenly, a discordant voice also sounded, "You lied!"

Everyone looked for the source of the sound in surprise and found that it came from the mouth of Sun Cheng, the Supreme Elder of the Holy Heavenly Peak Mountain, who was rescued by Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng frowned when he heard this.

Others don't know why, especially Shen Liu, Wang Ying, Heimei and other disciples of the Holy Sect, and the second monk is even more confused.

"Is this Elder Sun's head rusty to death? Mu Zifeng rescued him from the mysterious people, he didn't know how to be grateful, and he questioned him for lying? What kind of logic is this, En will take revenge?"

Everyone's eyes were suddenly focused on Sun Cheng, Sun Cheng didn't take everyone's doubts to heart, or rather, he didn't regard anyone as a threat to himself, after all, among all of them, his cultivation was the highest, and his status was also the highest. He stared at a pair of six-colored demon pupils, looking directly into Mu Zifeng's eyes, without blinking.

"Who is afraid of whom?" Mu Zifeng glared back without showing weakness.

The two men were like roosters in a duel, with their feathers scattered, facing each other. The air in the entire secret room seemed to freeze for a while.

After confronting each other for sixty breaths, Sun Cheng said lightly, "Mu Zifeng, you said that you can defeat those mysterious people, why don't I believe it?"

"How can you believe it?" Mu Zifeng raised his eyebrows.

"You fight with me, if you don't lose within ten moves, I will believe you!" Sun Cheng's six-colored magic pupils flashed with a cunning essence.

"Do you want to fight?" Mu Zifeng already knew that it was impossible for him to fool a Demon Venerable-level powerhouse with the story he made up, but if he didn't do that, he was sorry for his promise to Vasya, so he also hesitated.

"Why don't you dare?" Sun Cheng's eyes showed a hint of banter, "I was right, right?!"

"Fight, fight, who's afraid of whom?" Mu Zifeng touched his nose, "Isn't it just a Demon Venerable? What's the big deal!" He was also aroused, "No matter which sect or faction, why are these Supreme Elders all virtuous?

"Elder Sun, ...... you," Shen Liu hurriedly spoke.

"I've made up my mind, no need to talk nonsense!" Halfway through Shen Liu's words, he was blocked back by Sun Cheng.

"Elder Sun, can we discuss?" Guanghui said softly, Sun Cheng was invited by him to come over to help him, he thought that his relationship with Sun Cheng was not bad, and he also wanted to leave a good impression in Mu Zifeng's heart with a shy face, he was still worried about the Fengsheng Pill in Mu Zifeng's hand, if he got the Fengsheng Dan, wouldn't they have another demon king in Chengdu Mansion in Haidong City?

"I said, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu comes, you don't need to say more!" Sun Cheng flipped over the six-colored demon pupils, and he didn't give anyone face.

The night is as dark as ink, and the stars are hidden.

There was peace everywhere, only the sound of the waves crashing against the reef came from afar, adding a touch of agility to the quiet night, and the air was still filled with a strong salty smell, which was the smell of the sea, although after several months, Mu Zifeng was still very sensitive to that smell.

The wind rose, and the sea breeze also blew the magic tree in the city lord's mansion of Haidong City and the flag standing on the square, and the air was filled with a solemn smell.

The shadows of the trees, as if there were countless spirits dancing happily on them, unconsciously brought people's thoughts into the distance, into the boundless darkness.

In the square in front of the City Lord's Mansion, two people stood facing each other, it was Sun Cheng, the Supreme Elder of Shengtianji Mountain, and Mu Zifeng, a disciple of Shengyao Guangshan.

The wind blew the long hair of the two, giving people a touch of charm out of thin air.

"Mu Zifeng, Elder Ben Taishang asked you to make three moves, and after three moves, you will have to accept the storm of Elder Ben Taishang!" Sun Cheng pursed his lips, his eyes staring at a demon tree in the distance and spoke magnanimously.

"Let me make three moves?" Mu Zifeng smiled slightly, "This old thing finally has a little gratitude!"

"Since this old thing wants to play, let's play a big one for him!" As soon as Mu Zifeng's spiritual power moved, his spiritual power in the early stage of his ascension was like an invisible sword, quietly stabbing at Sun Cheng's head without reservation.

Sun Chengcheng stood so arrogantly, every flaw on his body was flawed, and even his eyes didn't even look at Mu Zifeng, in his heart, Mu Zifeng, a monk at the peak of a fifth-order great magician, no matter how strong he was, at best he was just an ant?

Even if he can fight beyond the level, it would be great if he could reach the level of the early stage of the first-order demon king, in front of him, he was just a bigger ant, how big a wave could he set off?

And as an old Demon Venerable early stage powerhouse, a disciple of this Demon Master rank on the ground, isn't that the rhythm of crushing? If he moves his little finger casually, I'm afraid Mu Zifeng won't be able to bear it!

As for him saying that Mu Zifeng lied, it was just to find an excuse for this battle, what does it have to do with him whether he lied or not? As a strong man of the Demon Venerable rank, he was saved by a junior who was not as good as himself, and this spread out, so where did his old face go, so he was looking for trouble with Mu Zifeng, largely for his own face, for the dignity of a Demon Venerable, not for the truth!

In fact, his careful eye is well known to passers-by!

In the demon world, the pride of the strong people of the Demon Venerable rank is deep in the bones, when Sun Cheng and Mu Zifeng faced each other, his eyes didn't even look at Mu Zifeng's face, but still stared at the demon tree in the distance, as if there was a flower on the demon tree, revealing a lonely master's expression, which was also very satisfying. Little did he know that a catastrophe was quietly coming his way.

By the time he felt a tingling in his head and a blackness in front of his eyes, it was too late.

Mu Zifeng estimates that don't look at Sun Cheng as a strong man in the Demon Venerable Rank, his spiritual power cultivation is at best in the early stage of Dacheng, otherwise he would not have been caught by Vasya's men, and his spiritual power cultivation has reached the level of the early stage of sainthood, which is a whole big realm higher than Sun Cheng.

If Sun Cheng didn't use the magic power in his body, relying solely on his mental power, wouldn't he become a crushing situation?

Therefore, in the first round, he used the trick of mental attack, and he tried to achieve a lethal move.

This trick really worked, and Sun Cheng was very unprepared, and immediately fell into the road. I saw that his eyes were dull, his movements were slow, he stood in place and was at a loss, completely losing the combat power that a Demon Venerable rank powerhouse should have.

Although the blank time in Sun Cheng's mind only lasted less than three breaths, for a master, what could be done between three breaths was too much.

"Boom me!"

Mu Zifeng roared, and instantly sacrificed the Wind Thunder Bell, the palm-sized Wind Thunder Bell rose into the air, and suddenly rose to a diameter of ten meters, a height of two hundred meters, and hundreds of worldly gasoline barrels of lightning, towards Sun Cheng's thin little body, into a strangling posture blasted over.

With the Thunder Gong Demon Beast Xiao Hei presiding over it, how could the Wind Thunder Bell be comparable to ordinary high-level magic treasures?!

"What is this?"

"High-grade magic treasure?"

"How could he have such a thing?"

"It's amazing!"

The onlookers couldn't hold back their surprise and whispered one after another, but their eyes stared at the lightning without blinking.

At this moment, Sun Cheng was in a half-awake and half-confused state, and suddenly saw the beams of light, with the power that made his heart palpitate, rushed towards his body, with an unbelievable expression on his dazed face.

But Sun Cheng deserved to be a strong man in the Demon Venerable rank, and he subconsciously turned on his own protection, trying to use the strength of his body to resist the lightning with the thickness of the gasoline barrel.

As the lightning expanded in his pupils, lightning bolts wound around his body like snakes.

"Boom!"

The hundreds of lightning flashed in an instant, and poor Sun Cheng didn't have time to shout, he was surrounded by the hundreds of lightning bolts, and he was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and his brown-black hair was immediately burned into powder.

The things that made his heart palpitate were still to come, and he saw that behind the hundreds of lightning bolts, thousands of the same lightning bolts were formed, and they flew towards him in a steady stream.

"Ahh

Sun Cheng let out a howl similar to that of a demon beast, and hurriedly used the magic power in his body, trying to use his magic power to resist the lightning. Suddenly, there was a tingling in his head, and Mu Zifeng's second wave of spiritual power attack arrived. Sun Chengli, who was in a hurry, landed again.

His mind went blank for a moment, and the magic he had just picked up vanished.

"Boom, boom!"

The bombardment of the lightning continued, and Sun Cheng was like a ghost ship in the sea that had lost all its crew, floating in the sea of lightning, his body was like a sack, and he was bombarded by the lightning turning over and falling.

Before the half-burnt incense was done, his body was charred black, and he lay on the ground motionless.

"What? Elder Sun is dead?" Including Shen Liu, Wang Ying, and Hei Mei, the fifteen disciples of the Holy Sect were completely stunned by the scene in front of them, "That's the Supreme Elder of the Holy Tianji Mountain, that's the powerhouse of the Demon Venerable Rank, could it be that Mu Zifeng was killed alive like this?"

"Elder Sun—"

The city lord Guanghui let out a heart-rending roar again, this Sun Cheng was the one he came to help, and it would be enough to be missing, if he died in Haidong City under his rule, how should he explain to the pavilion master of Shengtianji Mountain?