Everyone was chatting, Mu Feng felt a gaze, turned his head to see, it was Xu Liu, Mu Feng smiled kindly, nodded to the other party, Xu Liu turned his head with a cold face, and chatted with a group of refiners.

Mu Feng smiled bitterly and retracted his gaze, and the ninth princess asked, "What about the Lingyuan Crystal Bead?"

Mu Feng nodded and said, "This is easy to find, I have found everything." The Ninth Princess is also going to enter the secret realm this time?"

The ninth princess smiled: "Why not?"

Mu Feng shook his head and said, "It's okay, isn't the Lord of Fang worried about the comfort of the Ninth Princess?"

The Ninth Princess pouted and said, "Oh, can you not call the Ninth Princess? This is not Changlan Country, and the name of the family is Fang Xinyue." ”

Mu Feng smiled awkwardly, and a ruffian voice came from behind him: "Miss Xinyue, can I invite you to have a glass of wine?"

Everyone frowned, there are several disciples of Zen Buddhism here, so no one here drinks and eats meat, only other circles don't take care of it, but some people actually talk about drinking here, and they all turn their heads to look, and they see a young man dressed in the costume of Tianluo Sect, with a crooked bun on his head, a lewd smile on his face, holding a wine jug in his right hand, and a cup in one hand, walking crookedly.

The other disciples of the Tianluo Sect did not dare to stop each other, hesitated behind him, and finally did not dare to follow, and the few people who had originally talked to the Tianluo Sect also left the small circle one after another, leaving only the disciples of the Tianluo Sect with a constipated look on their faces, looking at the young man who was walking towards the Tianchan Temple.

The young man hadn't realized anything yet, so he went straight to Fang Xinyue, poured a glass of wine, handed it to Fang Xinyue and said, "Come, Miss Xinyue, have a drink." ”

Jing Zen held the Buddha ritual and said, "Amitabha, this benefactor, if you want to drink, you can go elsewhere." ”

The young man raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said, "Hey, you little monk, I ...... drinking."

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, followed by a plop, and the young man fell directly to the ground, fainted, and Jiu Zhan also smashed to the ground.

Mu Feng clapped his hands and said, "Why are Tianluo Sect's people still stunned? Why don't you quickly carry this goods away and wait for him to collect the corpse?"

The people of Tianluo Sect gritted their teeth when they saw Mu Feng, but only this time, they thanked them in their hearts, Tianchan Temple was not something they could offend, and several people hurriedly stepped forward and carried it away.

Fang Xinyue covered her mouth and chuckled: "You are still so violent. ”

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Sometimes, it's very tiring to be reasonable, let's continue." ”

Jingchan said: "Master Mu Feng, are you a little ruthless?"

Mu Feng shook his head and said, "It's just to make him faint, of course, his face will definitely swell tomorrow." ”

Everyone smiled when they heard this, and continued to chat, and at this moment, a group of disciples of the Demon Sect came over, and one of them said with pity: "This brother is a good person, I don't know if I can ask for advice." ”

Jing Chan said, "This benefactor, you are not welcome here, please leave." ”

Fang Xinyue whispered: "Demon Sect disciples are so bold, aren't they afraid that your seniors will leave them behind?"

Mu Feng said with a smile: "This is the matter of our younger generation, whether it is your predecessors or those elders of the Demon Sect, they will not make a move, so even if we are beaten or they are beaten, we can only consider ourselves unlucky, break our teeth and swallow them in our stomachs." ”

Fang Xinyue said: "Then do we really want to do it?"

Mu Feng nodded and said, "Of course, if we don't do it, they will force us to do it." ”

Jingzen said, "Then let's do it directly?"

Mu Feng shook his head and said, "Don't worry, let's see what they want to do, if they want to beat them together, they can't favor one over the other." ”

Jingzen nodded and said, "That makes sense." ”

"Smack!"

A disciple of Tianchan Temple patted Jingchan's head, and Jingchan covered his head and said, "Senior brother, why are you beating me?"

Mu Feng stepped forward with a smile and said, "You are looking for me, I am very indebted to the tone, is it too little to teach one or two, or will I give more advice?"

The Demon Sect disciple smiled and said, "Hahaha, refreshing, I can't ask for it, please." ”

Everyone retreated and gave way to a place, and the Demon Sect disciple arched his hand and said, "Wu Mingzhi, the Holy Son of the Lower Red Moon Sect." ”

"What?ring finger?" Mu Feng said with a puzzled expression, "You are the fourth?"

Wu Mingzhi was stunned when he heard this, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Mu Feng stretched out his left hand, put his ring finger up and said: "The ring finger is the fourth in one hand, your father really knows how to name it, if there are only five in your family, it's fine, if you give birth to six, what if you give birth to six, it's called six fingers?"

"You!" Wu Mingzhi heard the anger surged, "Bastard, my surname is Wu, my name is Mingzhi!"

Mu Feng said indifferently: "It's okay, whether it's a beautiful mole or a ring finger, my name is Mu Feng, and I'm here to teach you." ”

"I'm going to tear your mouth apart!" Wu Mingzhi said through gritted teeth, swinging his fist.

There were laughter and laughter all around him, and even Xu Liu, who had been cold-faced, had the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

Wu Mingzhi's fist had already arrived in front of Mu Feng, Mu Feng dodged slightly on one side, and slapped his palm at the other party.

Wu Mingzhi missed a blow, and kicked Mu Feng with a whip leg, the latter slapped his palm and retreated, Wu Mingzhi followed closely with a continuous kick, and Mu Feng retreated again and again.

Wu Mingzhi sneered: "It turns out that you are very good at your mouth, but you are not good at your hands." ”

The corners of Mu Feng's mouth raised slightly, and he stepped forward. Fang Xinyue asked nervously in a low voice, "Mu Feng won't lose, right?"

One of Fang Xinyue's imperial brothers said: "It shouldn't be, Mu Feng, he shouldn't have used all his strength." ”

Jingzen said: "Master Fang is too worried, the show hasn't started yet." ”

Fang Xinyue didn't know why, so she saw that Wu Mingzhi's move in the field failed, and said angrily: "Do you only know how to hide?"

Mu Feng shook his head and said, "Of course not, I will also beat people, hey." ”

Mu Feng grinned, dodged the other party's blow, took a step back with his right foot, and suddenly met it with a punch, "bang" The two fists collided, Mu Feng did not move, on the other hand, Wu Mingzhi took a few steps back, and his right hand trembled slightly.

Wu Mingzhi's pupils shrank, and he looked at Mu Feng in horror, at this time he knew that Mu Feng was playing tricks on him before, thinking of this, his heart was on fire, he took out a crimson spear and stabbed it with a shot.

Seeing that Mu Feng hadn't moved, Fang Xinyue said anxiously, "Why didn't he hide?"

Jingzen frowned and said, "We'll know later." ”

I saw Mu Feng swing a punch in the air, and a five-clawed golden dragon circled around Mu Feng's body.

"Groan!"

A high-pitched dragon groan sounded, and he suddenly rushed towards Wu Mingzhi, who raised his spear and stabbed him.

Master Hui Ming and the others have been paying attention to this place, and when they saw Mu Feng's punch, they all showed a look of surprise, and Master Hao Ming smiled: "Mu Feng's little donor has mastered the fist at such a young age, which is really good. ”

A few people around him also nodded in agreement, and the high-level officials of the Tianluo Sect and the Wu family frowned. The higher-ups of the Demon Sect also noticed Mu Feng and secretly ordered him to go down, and if he couldn't be used for it, then let him disappear.

"Boom!"

A figure flew out and fell into the distance, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, and the crimson spear also flew down from the sky, sticking straight in front of the figure, it was Wu Mingzhi.

Mu Feng slowly retracted his fist and asked with a smile: "How about Wu Mingzhi still fighting? Or do you invite your eldest brother's thumb out to fight with me?"

Wu Mingzhi coughed angrily a few times, and the Demon Sect disciple helped him up, and one of the Demon Sect disciples shouted angrily: "Presumptuous! You dare to insult my Sect Holy Son!"

"He, Holy Son?" Mu Feng pointed at Wu Mingzhi and said disdainfully, "The razor clams are almost the same. ”

Wu Mingzhi gritted his teeth and said, "I hope that next time we meet, you are still so arrogant!"

Mu Feng smiled: "I hope that next time the thumb and index finger will also be there." ”

The Demon Sect supported Wu Mingzhi and left, and the Zen disciple Jingnan said: "I didn't expect that Master Mu Feng has already mastered the fist, let me wait for shame." ”

Mu Feng said with a smile: "Senior Brother Jingnan has a good reputation, and I only realized it by chance because of my single martial arts skills and frequent use of them." ”

Jing Nan shook his head with a smile and said: "Master Mu Feng is humble, and the poor monk can only use one boxing technique, and he still can't understand the fist to this day. ”

Jingchan asked, "Mu Feng, how do you practice, can you tell us about it?"