Jing Lang was a little puzzled and asked, "Feng Mu, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to fight. Feng Mu looked ahead and swaggered away, without looking back.

Na Jinglang and Huangfu Changjun were stunned in place, a little confused. After reacting, Jing Lang shouted to Feng Mu, who had already walked away, "Fight, take me." ”

The Wuji Sect disciple stood in place, thinking to himself that this guy was a little familiar, why did he scold me? No matter who he was, he should be beaten severely. Just thinking about it, Feng Mu had arrived in front of him.

The Wuji Sect disciple asked arrogantly, "Where are you from the mountain villager, and why are you scolding me?"

Feng Mu raised his chin and said, "I'm not scolding you, I'm scolding the donkey skin on your body." What's your name?"

The disciple of Wujimen said: "Wujimen disciple Zhang Xuan, you, a nameless and nameless person, can you know my Wujimen?"

Feng Mu smiled: "I know, of course I know, I'm here for Wuji Gate." ”

Zhang Xuan pointed to Feng Mu's face: "Since you know Wujimen, why are you still scolding me?"

Feng Mu raised his head high: "Zhang Xuan, okay." If I don't scold you, it's simple, take off the donkey skin of the Infinite Gate on your body, and I won't scold you. ”

"Bah, how can the Infinite Gate allow you to be so humiliated. Zhang Xuan snorted coldly, clenched his fists and called Feng Mu.

Feng Mu's face did not change, he raised his right fist to meet him, and the two fists collided in the air, making a bang. This hard collision, Zhang Xuan grinned in pain, feeling that the bones in his hands were about to be shattered, and under the strong impact force, Zhang Xuan stood unsteadily, and took a step back.

Feng Mu's expression was solemn: "Zhang Xuan, I don't look good at your donkey skin, if you take off that donkey skin now, it's still too late." ”

Zhang Xuan gasped a little when he spoke: "Rude! You can insult me, but you can't insult my teacher." ”

Feng Mu said coldly: "I don't insult you, but I insult Wujimen." All you have to do is take off that donkey skin, and whether you are polite or not, I can invite you to drink today. ”

Zhang Xuan's face turned blue and white for a while: "What if I don't take it off?"

Feng Mu smiled dumbly: "If you don't take it off, okay, I'll Feng Mu put the words here today, in the Zhuo Sect Courtyard, but whenever I see this donkey skin, I Feng Mu will scold once and beat once I see it." ”

Zhang Xuan's forehead was bulging, his eyes were about to erupt with fire, he kicked the soles of his feet heavily, like a tiger, and swept his right foot into Feng Mu's temple. Feng Mu calmly, when Zhang Xuan's right foot was approaching, he gently stretched out his left hand for a gear, and his wrist was just on Zhang Xuan's ankle. Immediately after, Feng Mu grabbed it with his backhand, right at Zhang Xuan's ankle, and then clenched his right fist and hit Zhang Xuan's calf on the facial bone. This blow didn't use enough strength, and it didn't use the meteor breaking move.

"Ahh

Feng Mu said sharply: "If you are not convinced, take off the donkey skin." ”

Zhang Xuan's eyes glared at Feng Mu, but he didn't answer. Feng Mu then punched again, still hitting Zhang Xuan's calf in the face: "Ask you again, do you accept it." ”

The calf is a very prominent bone, and it is particularly easy to hurt when hit, Zhang Xuan was already in so much pain that he was about to faint, he desperately wanted to withdraw his foot, but his ankle was restrained by Feng Mu and could not be withdrawn at all.

"Ask you again, convincing or not. Feng Mu said slowly, and then punched the third punch. At the same time, Feng Mu gently threw Zhang Xuan's left foot aside. He knew that if he continued to fight, he was afraid that Zhang Xuan's left foot would be abolished.

"Ahh ”

"Okay, since you take it, then peel off the donkey skin on you. Feng Mu pointed to the cyan clothes of Wujimen and said.

"Why?" Zhang Xuan roared.

"Not why. Feng Mu said a little unreasonably.

On the side, Jing Lang and Huangfu Changjun had already arrived, Jing Lang originally wanted to make a move, but when he saw Feng Mu's crushing style of play, he felt that there was no need to make a move.

Zhang Xuan spat on the ground, the reason why he worshiped under the Wuji Gate was precisely to take advantage of the majesty of the Wuji Gate, in fact, he did rely on the prestige of the Wuji Gate to bully people everywhere, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the Zhuo Sect Academy, someone would bully him. How did he know that Feng Mu was targeting Wujimen, and how did he know that in fact, Feng Mu had already shown mercy.

Zhang Xuan endured the pain in his left foot, put his hand on the button, and pretended to undress. Feng Mu's expression was soothing, and he said, "That's right, that's it, I can invite you to drink." ”

After speaking, Feng Mu twisted his head to the side again, and said to Jing Lang and Huangfu Changjun, "Everyone together." ”

Unexpectedly, that Zhang Xuan deliberately distracted Feng Mu. Seeing that the goal was achieved, Zhang Xuan suddenly flipped up his two palms, and at the same time slashed horizontally, and scolded in his mouth: "Shanye Villager! Today, I will let you see the mastery of Wuji Gate, Wuji Eighteen Slashes!"

Feng Mu mistakenly thought that Zhang Xuan had surrendered, so he had no defenses in his body. At this moment, he was facing Jing Lang and Huangfu Changjun, and left the back of his head to Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan's palms were issued, and the knife in his hand struck directly at the back of Feng Mu's head. Cultivators know that the back of the head is the most vulnerable part of the human body, and if it is hit hard, it can be fatal. Zhang Xuan's Wuji Eighteen Slashes are now used, which is the pride of Wuji Gate, the user splits horizontally with both palms, and forms a hand knife on the side of the little finger, this exercise has a total of eighteen moves, the moves are vicious, varied, and infinitely powerful.

Unguarded, Feng Mu suddenly felt a whistling wind behind his head, he hurriedly squatted on the ground, and Zhang Xuan's hand knife cut straight next to Feng Mu's hair.

Feng Mu immediately turned around and was about to scold, only to see that Zhang Xuan's hand knife was slashed vertically again. Feng Mu hurriedly dodged back, and followed, Zhang Xuan's hand knife attacked again. Feng Mu didn't expect that this Zhang Xuan's shot turned out to be a ring after a ring, and he finally didn't dare to slack off, so he shouted, his hands were crossed, and he didn't leave a flaw for Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan's Wuji Eighteen Slashes are just beginners, and they are not proficient in using them, but the moves of this exercise are very fierce and interlocking, even if a beginner uses them, they are also vigorous. I saw that Zhang Xuan's palms were flying, like a poisonous snake catching its prey, and the momentum was indescribable.

Feng Mu dodged left and right, and fought and retreated, his eyes were staring at Zhang Xuan's two palms, and he sighed secretly in his heart, this Wuji eighteen slashes, both offensive and defensive, endless changes, so powerful. Although he was on the defensive, Feng Mu's body was agile and his steps were not chaotic, and he did not fall behind.

Zhang Xuan was so strong that he couldn't help but be very anxious, seeing that the eighteen moves of the entire Wuji Eighteen Slashes were about to be finished, Feng Mu's face still did not change, and in a hurry, the moves were a little chaotic.

Feng Mu had already noticed it, knowing that Zhang Xuan was already at the end of his crossbow, so he waited quietly while dodging. Finally, Zhang Xuan's eighteen moves were finished, revealing flaws, and Feng Mu suddenly made a move: "Meteor Break!"