Chapter 216: Temptation
Being in mid-air, Mu Feng took a deep breath and gushed out the energy of the two sorcerers' bodies at once!
"Dragon breath!" The essence of the two Fire Yuan Captains instantly turned the land within a radius of twenty zhang into a sea of fire.
The energy contained in the cultivation of the sorcerer was already very large, and the surging surging sturdy yuan squeezed Mu Feng's meridians a little throbbing.
Shi Ying was staring at the battle situation all the time, and when he saw Mu Feng rising into the air and the fire yuan surging, he knew what he wanted to do, and directly sealed the enchantment completely, and even the flames couldn't get out.
There were many dead wood vines stretched out on the flat ground, and Shi Ying used her own wood yuan to help, and tongues of fire rose to the sky, but they were all stopped by the enchantment.
This time, even the Shui Yuan Warlock couldn't save himself! This was a flame that was even hotter than the fire element of an ordinary Yan Yuan Warlock.
What's more, the absorbed essence was slightly compacted by Mu Feng with his own cultivation, which was already equivalent to the strength of the magic element between the magic school and the magic captain!
Ordinary magicians don't have the ability to resist! And if they are elites with strong combat power, then they don't have to work hard for some meritorious points, and they have already become inner disciples!
Mu Feng stepped on the Hot Wheels and flew directly out of the enchantment, allowing the people who chased him to struggle to survive in the sea of fire.
He didn't know how arrogant his actions were today, burning more than a hundred disciples of a super force.
Even if the restraint relationship between the Blood Sword Sect and the outer disciples is very weak, for the sake of reputation, it will definitely hunt down Mu Feng until the ends of the earth!
Mu Feng staggered and floated in the air at a height of three feet, and Shi Ying flew over with fluorescent emerald green wings behind him, helping Mu Feng to the ground.
"That's what you said, you're going to live well if I'm not here!"
Shi Ying threw Mu Feng on the ground, put her hands on Xiao Man's waist, and glared at Mu Feng angrily.
"Aren't you still there...... Hey, hey, hey... It felt good to fly for the first time..."
The spirit of the underworld dissipated, Mu Feng's whole body was out of strength, and he lay directly on the ground.
Smirking, reminiscing about the short flight just now, it was not smooth because the magic element was exhausted, but the feeling was still amazing!
Even with one enemy and one hundred, Mu Feng didn't feel nervous for a moment, because there was still this little perverted storage zài behind him.
Shi Ying won't let him have an accident.
"You're a girl! If I'm not here, you're going to do the same!"
Shi Ying grabbed Mu Feng's collar directly with both claws, and wanted to educate him well.
"Oops... Don't, auntie... Let me lie down will... Would you like to be considerate of a hero who has just returned from a bloody battle?"
Mu Feng's whole person hung softly on Shi Ying's hand, tilted his head, and began to sleep directly.
He was really tired, and he didn't feel it just now, but now that the meridians were empty, and his body temperature had dropped, the whole person was weak all of a sudden. This is also one of the weaknesses of the warlock, the lack of physical strength.
Shi Ying showed her little tiger teeth and bit Mu Feng's shoulder fiercely.
"Whew...... Your grandma, you're a dog?!"
Mu Feng jumped up in an instant, rubbing his shoulders desperately, and the little sleepiness he had just had dissipated.
Shi Ying's mouth was full of blood, and with her blood-stained little paws, it was particularly oozing.
"Phew... It smells bad... Hurry up and take a bath..."Shi Ying spit out a mouthful of blood, Mu Feng's clothes were soaked in other people's blood, and when she bit down, everything oozed out.
Although the solemn smell of blood made both of them uncomfortable, it did not suppress their lively moods.
"You dare to dislike me when you come up and take a bite!" Mu Feng immediately stopped doing it, took off his blood-stained cloak, and pounced directly on Shi Ying, wanting her to become a bloody person too.
Syllable...... Mu Feng's mask has a small paw print......
Shi Ying was about to leave soon, and Mu Feng had to be prepared.
After resting for the night, Mu Feng came to the valley where Yinfeng was before and found the Eight Masters of Longwu.
"You're really not dead!" Xu Lunqing looked at Mu Feng in front of him in surprise, surprised by his current strength, and when he was close to the distance of ten zhang between them, someone noticed it.
"What's the matter with your mask?" Liang Moyu looked at Mu Feng with interest, the two clear slap prints on his mask were too funny.
Hundreds of warlocks were chased and killed, and they were swallowed by spirit beasts in their stomachs, what kind of creature could leave these two paw prints on Mu Feng's face?
"......Forehead" Mu Feng touched his mask, slightly embarrassed, for the origin of this little handprint, Mu Feng didn't want to mention it anymore.
"Why are you going to let people go back and spread the word that you're alive? it's dangerous..."
From the first time they met, Wu Zhanxue showed a different concern from others, and Mu Feng still didn't know why.
Mu Feng could only touch his nose, not knowing how to answer...
"Ahem... I have my own thoughts..."Mu Feng can only answer Wu Zhanxue's question like this, the two are not related, such an inexplicable concern makes Mu Feng a little resistant.
Shi Ying was like this at first, but Mu Feng also began to accept her after experiencing some things with her.
"Why are you covered in blood?" Liang Moyu looked at Mu Feng's black robe suspiciously, the smell of blood on Mu Feng's body was too pungent.
Linlang Xingchen has always been called chasing and killing bloodthirsty demons, but only they know that in fact, what he wants to kill is just Mu Feng.
Even the deacon of the Blood Sword Sect believed the nonsense of Linlang Xingchen and sent a large number of disciples to chase and kill.
Mu Feng smiled and didn't speak, his deeds of burning a hundred Blood Sword Sect disciples in the mountain range last night would definitely reach the ears of the Dragon Martial Eight Masters soon, and they would understand when the time came.
"Say, what's the matter with me?" Xu Lunqing was very smart, knowing that Mu Feng was fine, he would never show up lightly.
"I need a large number of steel arrows!Preferably thousands!Can you help me get them?" Time was pressing, and Mu Feng stopped beating around the bush.
If you consider the power, accuracy, stability and other factors of the arrow, and then compare them.
The best thing to use is naturally the spirit arrow, followed by the arrow made of metal, and the third is the arrow condensed by the magic element.
The consumption of spirit arrows is too huge, and each arrow consumes nearly one percent of the current Mu Feng's magic element, and Mu Feng can only retreat to the second.
"Yes, yes... Why do you want so much, and use it in the army?"
The eight people were very puzzled, although they knew that there was a formation space in this world, but they definitely couldn't think of the hillbilly in such a chaotic place as Mufeng.
Before Mu Feng could answer, the tomboy Zhang Qingyu suddenly turned his right hand into a palm and hit Mu Feng's throat.
The power contained in the palm of your hand is irresistible in the realm of non-art schools!
Chen Chuang and the others stood by and did not stop it. Xu Lunqing wanted to stop it, but unfortunately there was a Liang Moyu between him and Zhang Qingyu.
Mu Feng chuckled, and with his right hand, he carried an amount of magic equal to Zhang Qingyu's, slammed it out, and slapped Zhang Qingyu in the face.
The two of them took a few steps back at the same time, no matter how big or small!
As soon as Mu Feng made a move, he exposed his strength in the early stage of the art school.
At this moment, everyone's faces were full of incredible looks.
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