Zhao Fengyang and Lu Canghai glanced at Su Xin with gloomy faces, and did not speak again, and then looked at the void again, above the huge light curtain that showed the situation of the game, Feiyan snorted angrily at the two of them, and stopped talking.

From beginning to end, only Xiao Wuwu, the sect master of the four major sects, did not make a move, and the Ziyun Peak and the Qingyu faction have been friends for generations, which is also a well-known thing, so it is reasonable for the Suxin Fairy to help the Feiyan Fairy, and in this regard, even Xiao Wuwu, who is the sect master of the Beihua Sect, cannot say anything.

Since this battle, the atmosphere in the field has completely changed, and other sects, or family members who originally had something in mind, no longer have the luxury of their disciples to compete for any victory, but only hope not to be involved in this grievance.

The Southwest Youth Disciple Competition, which is held every 20 years, has also lost its original meaning invisibly and has become a venue for resolving grievances, and it has already begun.

Just because he was worried about Mu Xue's safety, Mu Feng, who was flying in the sky, could be described as unscrupulous and low-key, and finally collapsed in the news that Mu Xue was in a deep crisis.

Compared with Mu Xue's safety, Mu Feng's own safety has been completely left behind, Mu Xue is Luo Feng's reverse scale, a reverse scale that no one can touch.

Everywhere he passed, the monks stopped to watch, they couldn't understand why this arrogant person with no scruples flew blatantly, and why he flew like this, so the curious people began to follow Mu Feng.

Because Mu Feng's speed was too fast, he quickly threw the people who followed him without a trace, but these people still had some perseverance, although Mu Feng's figure had disappeared, they still continued to fly in the direction where Mu Feng disappeared, and slowly, they found that there were a lot of corpses along the way.

Sometimes there are one or two, sometimes four or five, the number varies, but their deaths have something in common, that is, there is no complete body, there is always a part of the body that is detached from the body, as if it has been quickly cut by some weapon, and the expression on each person's face is very strange, doubt, excitement, calm, but there is no fear, pain, and despair.

There was no messy battlefield, and even the sound of fighting was not heard, but these strange corpses were lying in front of them, and these people inexplicably came out of their hearts with a cold air, and they couldn't help but think of the man with wings on his back, and this direction was exactly the direction he was going.

After the shock, some people began to turn over the corpses on the ground, and they didn't find a storage bag, disappointed, but when they saw the magic weapons scattered on the ground, they were also excited and hurriedly put away, and after finally making sure that there was nothing valuable, these people continued to track down with surprise, suspicion, fear, and excitement.

Mu Feng didn't know what the mood of the people following him was, he only knew that no one could block his way now, people blocked and killed, ghosts blocked and killed ghosts, and everyone who stood in his way had to be destroyed, but he hadn't forgotten to take their storage bags with his hands, as for their spiritual weapons, Mu Feng wouldn't waste time to collect them separately, but he cheapened those who came behind him.

A day later, Mu Feng could clearly feel where Xiao Ling and the others were, but at this moment, Mu Feng's divine sense suddenly moved, and his rapidly flying body suddenly stopped in the air, looked around cautiously, and said loudly: "Since you are here, why do you have to hide your head and show your tail, come out!"

"Mu Feng, you really didn't disappoint me!" As he spoke, more than twenty people quickly appeared around Mu Feng, and they quickly came to surround him, Xiao Fengxuan stopped in the air ten zhang away from Mu Feng, and looked at Mu Feng with a smile.

Looking at the people brought by Xiao Fengxuan, five fake Dan periods, eighteen late stage foundation building, and to Mu Feng's surprise, Yang Bufan and Jiang Shaoyou, who had a one-sided relationship, were all on the list, it seems that there are many people from the Beihua Sect here, but now they are all their own enemies.

Mu Feng sneered: "Xiao Fengxuan, you don't put gold on your face, you dare to let the disciples of the Beihua Sect come to stop me, aren't you afraid that today's matter will be transmitted back to the Beihua Sect?"

Xiao Fengxuan chuckled: "Mu Feng, I'm not here to stop you, but to snipe you, even if today's matter is transmitted back to the Beihua Sect, what can I do? As long as I can kill you, everything is worth it, and the Beihua Sect in the future will be in my bag, including Mu Xue!"

Mu Feng's eyes shrank suddenly, and then he laughed again: "Xiao Fengxuan, Xiao Fengxuan, don't be so self-righteous, even if you pay more price, you can't kill me Mu Feng, let alone hit my young lady's attention, because you don't have that qualification yet!"

Mu Feng ignored Xiao Fengxuan's gloomy face and continued: "Yang Bufan, Jiang Shaoyou, I don't know how many of you are still disciples of the Beihua Sect?"

Jiang Shaoyou sneered: "Mu Feng, I didn't expect that you who existed like an ant a year ago would now let so many of us come to snipe you, even if you die, you will be proud!"

"As for how many of us are disciples of the Beihua Sect, is it necessary to know about you, a dying person?" Yang Bufan did not forget to mock.

The two of them obviously wanted to provoke Mu Feng, but to their surprise, Mu Feng nodded in a thoughtful manner and said, "There is really no need to know, because you ...... will all die!", as he spoke, a dark gray mist was emitted from Mu Feng's body, and it was quickly enveloped, without the brilliance of the glow, without the mist flowing, like a soul-snatching aura overflowing from the depths of hell.

Seeing the dark gray mist overflowing from Mu Feng's body, even his own spiritual sense was suppressed, Xiao Fengxuan was taken aback and shouted, "Hurry up!" As he spoke, the pressure of the False Dan Stage's spiritual sense instantly rose and rushed towards Mu Feng.

Seeing that Xiao Fengxuan had already made a move, the other four fake Dan stage monks also hurriedly pounced on Mu Feng with their spiritual sense power, and the remaining monks in the late stage of foundation building summoned their magic weapons one after another and attacked violently.

Mu Feng, who was wrapped in a dark gray mist, suddenly laughed: "Xiao Fengxuan, I'll let you taste what it's like to be in the 'Rotten Spirit Stream'!"

The dark gray mist that had been suppressed by the spiritual consciousness of the five False Dan Stage Cultivators was not forced to compress, but instead expanded out with lightning speed, instantly enveloping everyone around it.

Xiao Fengxuan only felt that his eyes were dark, and then he lost the trace of Mu Feng in his spiritual sense, and felt the dark gray mist shrouded in his body, Xiao Fengxuan was suddenly startled, and hurriedly used the vitality in his body to protect his body, and shouted loudly: "It's the breath of death, everyone quickly retreat and get out of here!"

As soon as Xiao Fengxuan's words came out, he was answered by a few screams, and the screams continued to sound, under the shock, Xiao Fengxuan didn't care about anything else, and quickly retreated, fortunately, the scope of this death breath was not wide, and after Xiao Fengxuan rushed out of the death breath in embarrassment, his face was already pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

After Xiao Fengxuan rushed out, several figures came out of it in embarrassment, and the death qi emitted by Mu Feng was like a huge dark cloud floating in the air, screaming endlessly, and accompanied by a corpse falling from the dark cloud, every time a corpse fell, Xiao Fengxuan's heart twitched fiercely.

But looking at the dark clouds in front of him, Xiao Fengxuan was powerless in his heart, if his strength far exceeded Mu Feng, it was possible to disperse the dark clouds, but his strength was not stronger than Mu Feng, even if he attacked with a spell now, he couldn't hurt Mu Feng in the dark clouds at all, that dark cloud was like a fortress, a fortress that made Xiao Fengxuan frightened, a fortress of death.

Just when Xiao Fengxuan and the others who were lucky enough to escape looked at the tumbling dark clouds in the air in disbelief, the screams in the dark clouds suddenly disappeared, and the death qi that originally had a range of about fifteen zhang began to slowly retract until it completely disappeared, and Mu Feng, whose face did not change, appeared again.

Looking at Xiao Fengxuan, who only had six people left, Yang Bufan and Jiang Shaoyou didn't even die, Mu Feng swept over them, and laughed softly: "Xiao Fengxuan, it tastes good in the 'Rotten Spirit Stream'!"

The six people looked at the smiling Mu Feng, just like looking at a demon in hell, except for Xiao Fengxuan, who was still a little calm, the other five were already full of horror, Xiao Fengxuan forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect you to get such a creation in the 'Rotten Spirit Stream', I still underestimated you in the end!"

Mu Feng smiled coldly and said, "Underestimated, I'm afraid you have never looked down on me! Even a person like Jiang Shaoyou says that I am an ant-like existence, how can you look down on me!"

Mu Feng's demonic smile made Jiang Shaoyou take a step back in fear, and said in a fierce voice: "Mu Feng, you demon, you have killed so many disciples of the Beihua Sect, you are betraying the master, you will be hunted down by the entire sect, as long as you are captured, you can still fight for a chance of life!"

As soon as Jiang Shaoyou's words came out, Xiao Fengxuan's faces suddenly became extremely strange, but no one refuted his words, Mu Feng also looked at Jiang Shaoyou in surprise, and said in surprise: "Jiang Shaoyou, are you sure I will be arrested?"

"Yes, Mu Feng, as a disciple of the Beihua Sect, you must also know the consequences of killing your fellow sects, and being captured is your only way out!" Jiang Shaoyou straightened his chest and looked at Mu Feng solemnly.

"Uh...... Hahaha!" Mu Feng suddenly laughed loudly, then looked at Xiao Fengxuan, and said, "Xiao Fengxuan, look at who you are looking for! Killing people is not too much, I feel ashamed of him when I do his part!"

This novel comes from reading books