The scorching sun hung high, and there was no life in sight in this area, and the space around it seemed to be melted into the dry earth.

Four figures are standing upright under the scorching sun.

And these four people, three of them are surrounding the other person in the center in a triangular shape.

These three people, one is a cold-looking man in black, the other is a strong middle-aged man with a bare upper body and the eight-pack abs are fully visible, and the other is a short, bald old man with a pair of triangular eyes, which makes people think that he is not a good person.

In the middle of the three, the one who was surrounded by them. is a young man in a red robe. Perhaps because of the weather here, the clothes of this red-robed young man are also quite cool. Although he was wearing such a red robe, the texture of this red robe was very thin, and it was extremely breathable at first glance. Except for the red robe, his upper body, like his strong middle-aged eight-pack abs, was completely naked. The lower body is just wearing a pair of white shorts.

But the most striking thing is the red hair of this red-robed young man, coupled with his outfit at the moment, which makes his appearance look quite masculine. It's the kind of woman who can't help but have eyes shining when she sees it, and she has the urge to pounce.

All in all, in Mengfeng's eyes, this red-robed young man is really too coquettish at the moment!

Yes, the four people in front of them are the few figures that Meng Feng and Xue Baizhu saw from a distance and appeared in front of them at some point. And when he really got closer, when he saw the appearance of these four people, he was quite surprised, and at the same time, his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of joy.

Because among them, there is obviously an acquaintance of his. Of course, this person is the red-robed young man who is surrounded by three other people at this moment. This product is none other than Mu Feiyang, who was selected by the Sage Sea and had already come to the ninth layer of this Ancient Sect Duel Arena long before Mengfeng!

"Boy, you'd better run again!"

The sturdy middle-aged and bald old man with eight-pack abs were staring at Mu Feiyang at the moment, with a sneer on his face.

"Hand over the things!" Compared with the former two, the cold-looking man in black stared at Mu Feiyang and said coldly with an expressionless face. The tone could not be found except cold.

"It's him!"

When he saw the cold man in black, he was watching this scene not far away, and he didn't get close to Mengfeng, who came over. Xue Baizhu suddenly whispered.

"Do you know?" Meng Feng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the snow-white bamboo.

Although he didn't know what the situation was right now, from the fact that the three men in cold black surrounded Mu Feiyang like this, Mengfeng could see that these three people had bad intentions towards him. Therefore, he was ready to make a move.

"It's not very familiar, but there are a few sides of it. Xue Baizhu shook his head, and then explained, "This person is a loose cultivator disciple that our Snow God Palace has vigorously recruited. This loose cultivator, in the eighth layer of the ancient sect dueling arena, is quite famous, and has the strength of a half-step emperor. ”

"Disciple of the Half-Step Emperor?" Hearing this, Meng Feng suddenly suddenly, and at the same time, he looked at the cold man in black with a little surprise.

As a disciple of a half-step emperor powerhouse, this person's strength is obviously quite extraordinary. It can be seen from the fact that Mengfeng can feel a lot of threat on the other party. In contrast, although the other two have obviously come to this existence through many tests, they are much worse.

Of course, this is for him, for Mu Feiyang. Of the three people in front of him, any one of them could easily defeat them.

After all, Mu Feiyang, as an existence who was selected and came here from the fifth layer of the Ancient Sect Duel Arena, was naturally much worse in strength than the chief disciples of the elite forces of the Eighth Layer Great World, and the disciples carefully cultivated by many scattered cultivators.

"Since that thing has chosen me, it is already a thing, why do you want to chase after it?" Mu Feiyang looked at the three of them with a slightly ugly face, and from his slightly weak tone, it could be seen that he had obviously been chased by the three people in front of him for a long time, and he had also suffered some injuries.

Boy, don't you even understand such a simple truth? If you know each other, you will obediently hand over the things, the old man is not interested in your net worth and life, and he can let you go. Otherwise, the old man wouldn't mind taking your life!" the bald old man snorted coldly, and said to Mu Feiyang in a calm tone.

"What nonsense, don't you hurry up and hand over the things!" the sturdy middle-aged man with eight-pack abs shouted coldly at Mu Feiyang. The pair of revealed fists were clearly clenched at this moment, and the qi of the seal had been condensed on them. As long as Mu Feiyang says the word 'no' at this moment, I believe that the right person will take action directly.

Seeing this, Mu Feiyang's face was undoubtedly very ugly. In those eyes, there was obviously a hint of unwillingness.

"Inkblot boy, give me death!"

Seeing that Mu Feiyang didn't hand over his things for a long time, the sturdy middle-aged man with an obviously impatient personality suddenly shouted at this moment. As he spoke, he saw his fist, bringing up an astonishing layer of air and blasting towards Mu Feiyang.

"Not good!"

At this scene in his eyes, Mu Feiyang's face undoubtedly changed greatly. He wanted to dodge, but the sturdy middle-aged man who had completely locked him in, how could he let him dodge? Under the suppression of his strength, Mu Feiyang naturally couldn't get rid of the lock of the sturdy middle-aged, and for a while, he could only take out his spear and meet the sturdy middle-aged man head-on.

"Bang ——"

"Poof..."

There is no accident, under the fist of the strong middle-aged, where will Mu Feiyang be his opponent?

Falling to the ground, Mu Feiyang only felt a surge of qi and blood, and he was already injured, and he couldn't help but feel a little drowsy at this moment. The whole body undoubtedly became shaky for a while.

"Whoosh!"

Before he could come back to his senses, he saw a strong middle-aged man rushing towards him again. And with a single blow, a fist that was obviously stronger than before, blasted towards him.

"No!"

The crisis alarm in his mind sounded loudly, and he forcibly pulled Mu Feiyang's mind back. Seeing the strong middle-aged man punch later, his face couldn't help but be filled with despair.

Over the years, after his efforts and some adventures, although Mu Feiyang has also reached the Emperor Realm, it has only been long after reaching the Emperor Realm. At this moment, the realm is only in the early stage of the Emperor Realm. Facing the sturdy middle-aged man in front of him who had the mid-stage strength of the Emperor Realm Double Realm, he was certainly not an opponent at all.

After all, he is not Mengfeng, and his combat power is not as demonic as Mengfeng. And after arriving at the Emperor Realm, the gap between each small level has become extremely huge. Skipping the challenge, for the vast majority of people, can be almost a luxury. Even if Mu Feiyang is like this, his combat power is beyond that of a powerhouse of the same level, at most, he can barely fight with the existence of the peak level of the Emperor Realm.

In the face of the double realm of the emperor realm, such an existence of a higher realm, Mu Feiyang naturally had to be crushed.

And you must know that to be able to come here, in addition to the strong realm of the strong middle-aged man in front of him, his combat power is also a good existence. may not be as good as the chief disciples of big forces like Jiang Xing and Mu Feibai, but if you want to challenge the peak powerhouse of the Emperor Realm Double Realm, you can still fight in a strong middle-aged person.

With such combat power, coupled with the crushing of the realm, Mu Feiyang is naturally even more unlikely to be the opponent of the former.

"Are you going to die?"

Seeing the strong middle-aged fist getting closer and closer, Mu Feiyang's face was filled with despair. In his eyes, there was a hint of confusion.

"If you want to kill my brother, have you asked me?"

However, it was just around the corner. With a faint voice sounding, a figure also suddenly appeared between Mu Feiyang and the strong middle-aged.

"Bang ——"

The strong middle-aged fist was naturally blocked by this figure.

Mu Feiyang, who was already desperate and thought he was going to die. Suddenly seeing this scene, the blankness in his eyes suddenly dissipated, looking at the figure in front of him, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and the color in his eyes was replaced by a thick surprise.

"Old dreams!"

The figure that appeared in front of Mu Feiyang, who else could it be besides Mengfeng?

"Flame Strike!"

The palm of his hand resisted the fist of the strong middle-aged man, completely blocking its momentum. Then, without the former reacting at all, a faint voice sounded abruptly from the mouth of the dream wind.

A layer of purple flame also gathered out in the palm of his hand at the same time.

"Smack!"

Contracted slightly, and then gently slapped towards the fist of the strong middle-aged.

"Ah——h

A very light and fluttery palm, it looks powerless. However, at the moment when I photographed the strong middle-aged fist. It was such a palm that made his mouth suddenly let out a scream like killing a pig. It shook the ears of everyone present.

At the same time, the sturdy middle-aged man also staggered out quickly. The arm kept flicking, and it was visible to the naked eye, and on the fist of his arm that was flailing, a layer of purple flame was obviously burning at this moment.

As a purple flame transformed from Zixiao Thunder and Fire, how could it be so easy to extinguish?

No, I saw the sturdy middle-aged man frantically shaking his arms, but no matter how he shook it, the purple flames burning on it did not dissipate in the slightest. On the contrary, it was still on his fist, and the more he burned, the more panicked he became. In the blink of an eye, you can see that the fist of the strong middle-aged man was scorched, emitting an enticing aroma of barbecue.

Just smelling this fragrance, everyone doesn't have that craving for delicious food.

"Boy, who are you!?"

Seeing the miserable appearance of the strong middle-aged, the short bald old man on the side, the pair of triangular eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at Mengfeng with a trace of fierceness, and reprimanded.

...... (To be continued)

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