Feng Chao is not tall, only a little more than one meter six, standing in front of Mu Zifeng is very funny, as if a child is standing in front of an adult, but this child is not self-sufficient, raising his little neck, looking arrogant and unbeaten. This reminded Mu Zifeng of the dwarf demon elder of the main organization of the Kui Niu Dart Bureau for no reason.

"Look at the punch!"

Feng Chao roared, his body flew into the air, his short arms stretched out, and a fist shadow attacked Mu Zifeng.

The fist shadow was ten zhang in size, which could be said to be not enough to see compared to Lu Da's palm shadow, and the speed of movement was also very slow, as if he hadn't eaten.

Mu Zifeng could see at a glance that this Feng Chao was worthy of being the top eighteen disciples on the list, and his fist momentum had already reached the point of returning to the basics.

Not to mention a demon, even if the early stage cultivator of the ninth-order great demon is defeated, even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured.

It seems that Feng Chao has no control at all, this is going to be beaten to the death.

Mu Zifeng's brows were tightly locked, and he was also angry.

"Let me go down!"

He rounded his arm and slapped Feng Chao's left cheek with a "whoosh", which was also full of firepower, and the wind beads in his mind were mobilized by him.

"Smack!"

The emerald green slap came first, and it hit Feng Chao's cheek at once, and his punch naturally dissolved.

"Whoosh-plop-"

Feng Chao, who was still showing off his martial arts one moment ago, was like a kite with a broken string the next moment, passing through the defense of the spiritual power ring, and flew straight out for more than three hundred meters, only then did he fall to the ground, convulsions all over, as if there were countless electric snakes shuttling through his body. His head tilted and he fainted.

Rao is body has been strengthened countless times, ordinary steel plates are not as hard as his body, but half of his face is still high and raised, and it is even darker, really scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

Mu Zifeng was only mixed with a thunderbolt, if he used three or five paths, this Feng Chao would be in danger of dying on the spot.

But this time it was enough for him, and he didn't want to repair the meridians damaged by the thunder for three or twenty years.

Originally, he could have found a weak person to fight, and there was no problem at all if he didn't qualify, but after this battle, this possibility was stifled by himself.

Silent. Except for silence and silence.

Onlookers didn't know how to describe how they felt better.

If Mu Zifeng's victory over Lu Da was the result of Lu Da's light enemy, and there was a little bit of luck in it, then what about Feng Chao? Is it all luck to defeat Feng Chao?

Everyone is a strong person above the Demon King, and there are many Demon Venerables among them, and their perception is not known to be many times higher than that of ordinary monks.

Especially the seven pavilion masters such as Sikong Nan, Sai Hua, Huo Tianqi, and Wan Gelong and Hu Bo of the outer gate, and even Bai Yifei, Nangong Jue, Ah Hei, A Ying and others, they are almost all powerhouses of the third order demon venerable and above, how can they not see every move and every style of this.

Can let them admit that Mu Zifeng already has the combat power of the top twenty in the inner gate, they will never admit it, how old is Mu Zifeng, a nineteen-year-old young man, even if he starts cultivating from his mother's womb, then he doesn't have that much ability, right?

But the facts are right in front of them, and they can't believe it.

In the stands, Jia Xiaoyi's mouth could be stuffed with an egg, "When did this kid become so powerful?! You know, not to mention Feng Chao, who is ranked eighteenth, is Lu Da, who is ranked ninety-sixth, if he wants to kill him, it is also a matter of effort, but what about Mu Zifeng? He was driven away like a fly in minutes, this is not scientific!"

He originally hoped to borrow the hands of Lu Da and Feng Chao to clean up Mu Zifeng, and when he was injured, he would go up and sprinkle some salt again, how could he think that the final result would be like this!

I still want to clean up this kid and take revenge, this is a fart!

Thinking of this, he shrunk his neck, for fear that Mu Zifeng would accidentally see him sitting here. Mu Zifeng has become his lingering nightmare.

Mu Zifeng didn't know Jia Xiaoyi's thoughts, at this moment he was already like stabbing a hornet's nest.

Although the inner door does not allow disciples to fight in private, I don't know how to educate them, these disciples are very grouped, and they share the same hatred, some of the disciples who originally occupied the ring, especially those ranked within the fifteenth, have stood up from the ring they occupy, and there is even a peak disciple of the ninth-order Great Demon King, who jumped out of the ring directly, and walked quickly towards the ring where Mu Zifeng was, they regarded Mu Zifeng as an intruder.

He Zhao, who ranked seventh, also suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mu Zifeng coldly, with the intention of making a move if he didn't say a word.

Mu Zifeng also felt a thick egg pain, and originally wanted to be low-key, but this time, he couldn't be low-key if he wanted to.

"Then fight! Who is afraid of whom!"

The peak disciple of the Ninth Order Great Demon King hadn't walked in front of Mu Zifeng's ring, and with a "poof", a figure actually stepped into the ring first.

"There's still a cut of the beard?!"

Mu Zifeng also smiled wryly.

It was a woman who came to the stage, a woman who was incredibly beautiful, to be exact. The figure is slender, the waist is slender and the waist is full, the face is white and the teeth are red, and the long pale pink hair is braided with a scorpion braid at random, which is tied behind the head, and the whole person looks like a heroic and refreshing taste.

This woman is about 1.7 meters tall, with a white robe and black boots, and a standard outer disciple dress, but it is the same outfit as this work clothes, worn on her body, but it sets off her slim and elegant, like a white lotus out of the water, and she is not stained with any wind and dust.

In particular, her seven-colored magic pupils seemed to be infused with a pool of autumn water, sometimes the water was spiritual, and sometimes the autumn water turned into a piece of ice, exuding a chill.

Looking at each other, Mu Zifeng was shocked, and his face turned red. For no reason, he gave birth to this sentence in his heart, "Your eyes are a sea, and when I plunge into it, it becomes an ocean." ”

Mu Zifeng has never been an abusive person, but when he saw the woman in front of him, he had a feeling of red eyes and heartbeat. It's like seeing Ress at the beginning.

It stands to reason that along the way, he has seen too many women, the first one is Rui Sisi, followed by Zilan, Yin Xiaotao, Mengyi Feishuang, and the mysterious woman in the mysterious space, which one is not a person with their own characteristics, but compared with them, the woman in front of him has a different flavor.

Rui Si is atmospheric, with a kind of motherly beauty in the world; Zilan is squeamish, especially when he is angry, there is a kind of coquettishness of a little woman; Yin Xiaotao is hot, although she has a bit of a big lady's temper, but her heart is really hot; Mengyi Feifrost is cold and glamorous, and the snow lotus on the iceberg is incomprehensible; as for the woman she met in that mysterious space, she is mature and has the taste of a mature woman.

And the woman in front of her is by no means the same kind of person as Rui Sisi and others, different from Rui Sisi's down-and-out generosity, this is a woman who is quiet as water on the surface and passionate as fire in her bones.

It is like a strong wine, strong and fragrant, and like a clear tea, with a long fragrance.

"Why is Senior Sister Yunmeng?

"Isn't it? Senior Sister Yunmeng is notoriously unreasonable, and once said that whoever can win her will be a Taoist companion, but so far there is no senior brother who can win her!"

"Yes, Senior Sister Yun Meng's one-handed formation is superb, even the first-ranked Demon Venerable Lang Hongwei is not her opponent, she has been trapped by her for three days and three nights, and she can only admit defeat. ”

The onlookers began to whisper again.

Mu Zifeng ignored the disciples who were talking in the stands, although a few words reached his ears, but he didn't care.

"Whoever wins, he will be a Taoist companion to whomever he wants? Isn't that everyone a Taoist companion her? How can there be such a rule in the world? It's just that she just said it casually!"

"This senior sister, if you don't guard the ring with a good ring, why do you come to challenge Ben Shao?"

Mu Zifeng clenched his fists and arched his hands, smiling and speaking.

"I'm willing!" Yun Meng flipped through the seven-colored demon pupils and replied without being salty.

Mu Zifeng was also speechless for a while, "Then let's fight!"

For a female disciple, he couldn't come up and give her a slap, so he had to play with her patiently.

"Let's talk about it before, if you win me, you have to marry me, if I win you, you have to be my slave!"

Yun Meng said playfully, her voice was like a jewel falling on a plate, very crisp and pleasant.

"How can there be such a rule, senior sister, you better go down, I already have a girlfriend!" Mu Zifeng smiled slightly, as for being a slave, it was something that could not happen at all.

"It's very simple, if you kill it, you will be a hundred!"

Yun Meng said this, just like saying a trivial thing. But Mu Zifeng was shocked in his heart, "This is a tricky and willful eldest lady?!"

He turned his head to Bai Yifei and Nangong Jue, who were looking at the excitement, but these two people didn't seem to see it, and the old gods on their faces couldn't see any expression.

"Forget it, can't I give you this ring?" Mu Zifeng said, wanting to jump under the ring, "Can't I hide if I can't afford to provoke?"

But then Yun Meng's words made his right foot that he had just raised put down again.

I only heard Yun Meng say, "Don't be too happy, if you don't fight with me, I'll follow you wherever you go, unless you don't want to participate in the trial!"

"Who are these people in this inner door, why are there so many strange things!"

At that moment, Mu Zifeng felt like he had been put on a dog skin plaster, and he couldn't shake it off.

Well, in that case, let's fight!

Mu Zifeng is also angry, he will leave after the fight, and he is not an inner disciple, he will go to Shengyao Guangshan after participating in the trial in the trial place, he doesn't believe it, this woman can really go to Shengyao Guangshan to be a Taoist companion for herself?

That's absolutely impossible.

"Let the horses come over!" Mu Zifeng raised his eyebrows.