In mid-air, four saints were holding each other, and the terrifying aura around them was vibrating. The invisible momentum of the saint is colliding, and the atmosphere is very depressing and extremely tense.

Hundreds of miles away, everyone didn't dare to take a breath and quietly watched this scene, it was four saints! In the past, let alone four saints, even one saint was extremely difficult to see.

Everyone looked at each other from a distance, and they didn't dare to open their eyes to observe, because they were saints. The law of the saints is terrifying, not to mention that they dare not observe, even if they dare to observe, the terrifying aura can shatter their avenue.

Daokong Weng and Poyun flew on opposite sides from afar, their expressions were uncertain, and they looked at the Great Elder and Mu Feng with unkind faces.

"The younger generation has seen the Cloud Breaking Saint!" Under the depressed atmosphere, Mu Feng spoke first.

Words that sound respectful, but just say them in a joking tone, seem like mockery. The figure also has no sense of dignity and inferiority, which is almost equivalent to greeting.

In terms of age, Mu Feng is indeed not as old as Breaking the Clouds, but he also belongs to the ranks of saints. Moreover, its own strength may be higher than that of Breaking Clouds.

In the world of cultivation, it seems that the strong are respected. But Mu Feng greeted Poyun with a low profile, in this situation of confrontation between the two parties, Mu Feng did this, which seemed to be a bit derogatory to Poyun.

"Humph!"

Poyun snorted coldly and looked at Mu Feng coldly, but he didn't make a move. It's not that he doesn't dare to break the clouds, although Mu Feng comes from behind, and his strength may be one point stronger than him, but he is also a saint, and he is not so easy to bully.

The main reason is that the current situation no longer allows him to continue fighting, otherwise how can his battle with the Great Elder end in a draw?

Now the Dao Palace has been attacked, and the main initiator is the Xuanjian Sect. In normal times, he might still be making a big fuss when he breaks the clouds, but now he is not allowed to do so, because just now, an old monster in the Dao Palace woke up and crossed the endless void to deliver a message to the two of them.

"Gotta go back quickly!"

Breaking Cloud's face was gloomy and extremely ugly, and it seemed that after a while, the old monsters above should have reached some kind of agreement. Otherwise, he wouldn't have called Daokong Weng to go back with him so quickly.

Moreover, looking at this situation, Dao Gong estimated that it should have paid a lot of price. Breaking Cloud thought, a little jealous of the Xuanjian Sect.

For a long time, the Xuanjian Sect has shown a very mysterious appearance, which has led to the world's low evaluation of it. I always thought that the Xuanjian Sect was a paper tiger, and it had long lost its former demeanor. But today, this is not the case, it is far more terrifying than the world thinks.

He and Daokong Weng came here just to test it, otherwise the two of them wouldn't have wandered around the periphery all day. But I didn't expect that people didn't play with you at all, and the old monster went out directly, but went to copy his own nest.

"Humph!"

Daokong Weng snorted coldly and said, "Mu Feng, your Xuanjian Sect can't keep that thing, I advise you to hand it over obediently!"

"Whether our Xuanjian Sect can protect it or not, it's not something that your Dao Palace can decide, right?" Mu Feng retorted directly, and then his tone was cold, and he replied unceremoniously: "It's not your Dao Palace that can decide, and it's not that your Daokong Weng can veto!"

Mu Feng's words were direct, and he didn't save any face for Daokong Weng at all.

"You!"

Daokong Weng was angry, but he couldn't stop, he could only fly in the air, pointing at Mu Feng angrily, and couldn't say a word. That's.

"Humph!"

Then, Daokong Weng directly shook his hand and said: "Mu Feng, six hundred years ago, one day I will settle accounts with you, you wait." ”

After speaking, Daokong Weng directly turned into a long arc and flew away from this place. I can't stay any longer, if I stay, Daokong Weng will definitely be angry to death.

But the main reason is because it is too embarrassing for me to be a saint, and I am so aggrieved. I can't fight again, and it's useless to keep it, and the old monster in the Dao Palace has already spoken.

"Gotta go back quickly!"

"Kun Yu, this battle is not over yet, we will fight the next day!"

Then he picked up the forgotten would-be saint. Like the same Dao Kongweng, it turned into a long arc and flew into the sky.

Mu Feng saw that the three of them had already left, so he immediately smiled, and then shook his mana and shouted: "Three of you go slowly, don't send it, you have time to drink tea." ”

The shouting shook the air, and even the space shook a little. The sound reached everyone's ears.

"Really!"

Everyone was helpless, and Mu Feng waited for the three of them to leave, and they didn't forget to mock it.

"Okay, let's go too!" Mu Feng opened his mouth and said to the Great Elder, "We little jade, we won't mess around with them. Let those old monsters fight for themselves, I'd better go back and get some sleep. ”

After speaking, Mu Feng didn't bother with the Great Elder, and took one step and entered the Xuanjian Sect without a trace of waves.

Hearing this, the Great Elder glanced at the sky, and then also entered the Xuanjian Sect.

At this moment, the sky began to darken, dusk ended, and the sun set.

The people who are hundreds of miles away have dispersed one after another, but everyone's thoughts are different, and there is a very good story!

In the medicine garden, Ye Chen stood and looked at the sky... The breeze was blowing, the herbs were swaying, and I was still alone, a little sad and lonely.

The names of Bai Qi and Hei Ling will surely resound throughout Dongzhou after today.

And that quasi-saint is a little sad and a little lucky. Sad, he was abused twice by Bai Qi and Hei Ling. And luckily for him, no one knew his name.

But this may also be his greater sorrow! A great quasi-saint is not even remembered by name. It's only strange that Bai Qi and Hei Ling are too demonic.