The clouds are low, and the sun is hidden.

There was depression everywhere, and the square in front of the city lord's mansion was even more messy, just like an earthquake in the world, or the end of the world, with rumbling and ping-pong sounds.

A few low-ranking monks who were seriously injured by the law enforcement team of the City Lord's Mansion let out a low scream, as if there was a war going on here.

Peng Liang stepped forward and wanted to join the battle group, but suddenly, there was a broken cry in the sky.

"Has the Lord finally appeared?" Mu Zifeng smiled indifferently, his spiritual power had already been fed back, and a group of people were hurrying over, walking in the middle was a ninth-order great magician, and behind him were the ten disciples of the Holy Heavenly Pivot Mountain.

And the one who made that loud shout in mid-air was the peak powerhouse of the second-order demon king of the Holy Heaven Pivot Mountain.

"What are you going to do, stop it!" The ninth-order archmage who walked in the middle roared with a dark face.

I saw that the man was wearing a dark yellow coat, his face was gloomy, and he was full of the spirit of a king, and his steps were not slow, and he looked confident.

Everyone else has already stopped, but Wang Ying, as if he didn't enjoy the fight, is still fighting with his opponent, and he is deaf to what is going on outside.

"The city lord told you to stop, didn't you hear!" The strongest man from the Holy Heavenly Pivot Mountain scolded sharply and slapped Wang Ying.

Although the palm was light and fluttering, as if he didn't use any strength, but in Peng Liang's eyes, a trace of solemnity flashed on his face.

He could see that even if it was him, he didn't have the confidence to be able to go next and retreat.

Mu Zifeng's face was cold, although he didn't want to make a move, but the strong man in Shengtianshu Mountain was too much, just as Peng Liang felt, if this palm hit Wang Ying's body, she would not die, and I am afraid she would also be seriously injured.

And among the five monks from Shengyao Guangshan, he looked at Wang Ying the most, and when Heimei was embarrassed for him, others, including Peng Liang, were watching the excitement, only Wang Ying stood up and said a fair word for him.

Mu Zifeng has always been a person with clear grievances, since Wang Ying has helped her, and she is in trouble now, can she sit idly by?

Seeing that the palm shadow continued to expand in her pupils, and a palpitating force instantly occupied Wang Ying's chest, she felt that if the palm shadow was solid, she was afraid that she was in danger of falling, because the strength of the other party was too strong, and she herself was like falling into a quagmire, her whole body was wrapped in the palm shadow, and it was difficult to move an inch, let alone mobilize her magic to resist.

The eyes of the strong man of the Holy Heavenly Pivot Mountain flashed red, it was really as simple as drinking water and eating for him, the Xuan Demon Continent respected the strength, do you have no strength and can ressent others? As for the spicy hand destroying flowers, the female disciples and other beautiful women who have died in his hands over the years have not been one hundred but eighty, and he has long been immune to women.

The palm shadow she saw was getting closer and closer, Wang Ying closed her eyes in pain, she no longer had any hope. Because this team was formed temporarily, except for Hei Mei, she was not familiar with the others, and Hei Mei was seriously injured now, so it was impossible to save him, as for that Terran kid Mu Zifeng, she could only hehe, because Mu Zifeng's strength was too weak, a fifth-order demon was a peak disciple, and in front of these demon kings, he was not even qualified to play soy sauce.

"Boom-"

A loud bang sounded, and a puff of yellow smoke suddenly rose from the ground, and all the disciples of Haidong City, including the city lord Guanghui, as well as all the disciples of the Holy Heavenly Pivot Mountain, all the monks had a proud look on their faces.

"That female disciple of Shengyao Guangshan is definitely finished!" This was the first thought that came to their minds, because it was Shen Liu who made the shot, and Shen Liu had already stepped into the height of the third-order demon king with half a foot, and that female disciple was a first-order demon king at best, with a difference of two small realms, how could she escape?

Moreover, Shengtianshu Mountain has always been known for its fierce style, and every disciple has the ability to fight beyond the ranks, although Shen Liu may not have exerted all his strength, but that is not something that female disciple can resist.

So, they talked and laughed, and they didn't pay attention to the battle in front of them at all.

But the yellow smoke cleared, and their eyes fell to the ground.

I saw an emaciated figure standing in front of Wang Ying, with a straight spine, deep eyes, and no magic fluctuations in his body, and he stood there, like a sword, a sharp sword out of the sheath, exuding a monstrous chill all over his body.

On the other hand, Shen Liu, "Huh, where did Shen Liu go?" They couldn't find Shen Liu's figure.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a scream came out of a deep pit, and with that scream, Shen Liu's figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

How can it be described in a tragic word?

I saw that Shen Liu's clothes were broken into strips, his chest was filled with fresh blood, there was a blood snake hanging on the corner of his mouth, the whole person was cloak and his breath was extremely sluggish, his tall back was slightly bent, his right hand was like a broken one, drooping, and blood was gurgling from that hand to the ground.

His six-colored pupils were filled with surprise and disbelief.

"Shen Liu is defeated? Shen Liu is defeated!"

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, that was the existence of the god of war of the Holy Heavenly Pivot Mountain, how could he be defeated? Moreover, he was defeated by a little-known kid of the Holy Yao Guang Mountain, this is too unscientific!

Wang Ying was also like being in the clouds, he didn't know when Mu Zifeng came to her, he only felt a gust of wind blowing over, and the palm power that rushed towards him was all blocked back, you know, it was equivalent to the palm power sent out by the third-order demon king.

That is the palm power that the monks from Shengyao Guangshan are afraid of, how can it be easily broken by Mu Zifeng, he is an ordinary fifth-order great magician, is it good.

A hint of surprise flashed in Peng Liang's eyes, although he didn't say anything about squeezing Mu Zifeng, but he was also extremely unoptimistic about Mu Zifeng, thinking that he was just a soy sauce player who was inserted through the back door.

Hei Mei was lying on the ground, and the whole person was like a fool, "This kid is hiding a little too deeply, and there is no such way to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!" It's ridiculous that he has always looked down on him, but in fact, the most hidden thing is this kid!

Chang Kuan and Anyi's faces were also cloudy and changeable, and the six-colored demon pupils were grunting, not knowing what they were thinking, and the eyes looking at Mu Zifeng were also a little uncertain.

"Do you want to play again?" Mu Zifeng playfully looked at Shen Liu, who looked confused, dusted off his body, and spoke indifferently.

"Hmph!" Shen Liu snorted coldly, "What kind of hero is he when people are not prepared?" He grabbed a handful of pills from the storage bag and stuffed them all into his mouth without looking, chewing like fried beans, and the injuries on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With half a stick of incense, the injuries on his body have recovered, and the momentum of the whole person has also increased a lot, and he looks like a real third-order demon king.

"If you have the ability, let's fight again?" Shen Liu stared at a pair of scarlet eyes, and his momentum was low, like a bloodthirsty male lion.

"As you wish. Mu Zifeng replied lightly.

"Senior Brother Mu, don't, don't fight him!okay?" Wang Ying woke up from his stunned, pulled the corner of Mu Zifeng's clothes, and spoke with concern, just like a little daughter-in-law.

"It's okay!" Mu Zifeng smiled indifferently at her. turned his head to Shen Liu.

"Shen Liu, right, we have to talk about ugly things in the front, if I am lucky enough to win you by a move and a half, then our own affairs of Shengyao Guangshan, I hope that you, an outsider, will not interfere. Mu Zifeng deliberately emphasized the outsider, which also accentuated his tone.

When Shen Liu heard this, his old face was also red. Although he was also a disciple of the Holy Sect, he was really a little suspicious of trespassing. When the Sect Master of the Holy Heavenly Shushan sent him, he didn't let him clash with the disciples of the Holy Yao Guangshan without authorization.

"As long as you can beat me, I won't ask anything about the internal affairs of your Shengyao Guang Mountain. Shen Liu is also very single, and the answer is Gaba slippery and crisp.

"A word?"

"It's a deal!"

The two of them slapped their hands three times, and out of thin air, they actually gave birth to a feeling of sympathy, but that feeling was only fleeting.

"Look at the move!" Shen Liu roared, and a pitch-black magic knife in the sky formed a two-zhang sword shadow, and slashed at Mu Zifeng's head and head.

The magic knife is also a high-grade magic treasure, and the nine-fold prohibition has opened sevenfold, which is enough to have the appearance of seven hundred catties, and the weight of the cut is not less than seventy thousand catties.

"Woo!" The magic knife carried a strong wind and fell from the sky, even if it was a first-order demon king powerhouse, or a second-order demon king early stage powerhouse, if it was slashed, even if it didn't die, it would be seriously injured.

As soon as the magic knife came out, a thick bloody breath also diffused, making people feel chest tightness and shortness of breath when they smelled it, as if a big stone was pressing on the heart, and even the heart's beating slowed down.

"Senior Brother Shen Liu is mighty!"

"Senior Brother Shen Liu, come on!"

"Senior Brother Shen Liu will win!"

The disciples of the Holy Heavenly Pivot Mountain were also overjoyed, and it was also the first time they had seen Shen Liu go all out to use his true skills.

It was too late, and the shadow of the sword instantly enveloped the area of about thirty zhang, as if even the air had been shattered, and it let out a whining wail in midair.

The shadow of the knife shattered, and unhindered Mu Zifeng's body into two halves, the knife momentum did not stop, and with a bang, the entire square was instantly split out of a huge ravine thirty meters long and ten meters deep, with rubble flying and mud splashing.

"That kid was hacked to death?"

"It's definitely dead, it's still good for the strength of the third-order demon king!"

"Cut! I thought that kid was so powerful, it turned out that he couldn't even catch a single move from Senior Brother Shen!

The faces of the onlookers of the Holy Heaven Shu Mountain disciples all showed proud expressions, and they looked at Peng Liang and the others with deep disdain.