Chapter Eighty-Six: The Golden Bell Jar

''Huh. ''

Mu Feng laughed lightly, the strength of the two people in front of him is still unknown, but if he can make that bag of two dogs so obedient, I am afraid that at least there is a high-level spirit transformation or above.

'''You three, up together?''

The man contemptuously provoked the three people in front of him.

''Hmph, I'm not ashamed to say it. ''

How could Chen Xuan, who was already holding his breath, still stand the man's provocation, and suddenly his muscles were violently bulging, and he kicked at the man in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, seeing Chen Xuan who was eager to make a move, Mu Feng sighed in his heart, the strength of the opponent is still unknown, if he rushes up directly, it is good that the opponent's strength is lower, but if the strength is high, I am afraid it is not optimistic.

At this time, Chen Xuan's leg speed increased significantly, and it was impossible for Mu Feng to stop, what strength did Chen Xuan have, the high-level spirit transformation had just started! At this time, the man in front of him really looked contemptuous, and he didn't care about Chen Xuan at all.

Mu Feng's forehead instantly floated a few black lines, and it seemed that the sturdy man in front of him looked like a thorn.

Sure enough, before everyone could react, they saw Chen Xuan spurting a mouthful of blood, especially his legs, which were even more sideways, probably fractured.

"Hmph, isn't it just a high-level spirit transformation, it's not up to you, go back and practice for decades, with your strength, it's not enough to be at the bottom." ''

The man looked at Chen Xuan who was lying on the ground with contempt and kept spitting out blood, and said indifferently, as if he hadn't beaten Chen Xuan like this just now.

''The Great Perfection of the Soul Transformation. ''

Mu Feng's heart froze, how could he not be shocked in his heart, the man before almost didn't move, and caught Chen Xuan's kick stiffly.

It stands to reason that Chen Xuan's kick is at least seventy or eighty percent stronger, and only those in the Spirit Gathering Realm dare to take it hard, but Mu Feng firmly believes that his conjecture is not wrong, and the momentum exuded by the man before is obviously the peak of the Great Perfection of the Soul Transformation.

At this time, Chen Fei saw his younger brother's back like this, his eyes were suddenly blood-red, and he wanted to rush over, but his arm was firmly grasped by Mu Feng, and feeling the spiritual power slowly injected by Mu Feng, Chen Fei's heart was excited, and the blood red in his eyes suddenly faded a lot.

glanced at Mu Feng with some gratitude, Chen Fei himself knew that if he fought hard, he would really not feel much comfortable being allowed, and even kicked his younger brother hard.

Unexpectedly, his younger brother suffered a loss, but the strong man did not move at all. , like a reef on the sea, as steady as Mount Tai.

If you want to say Mu Feng, it is impossible not to have a little anger in your heart, who is Chen Xuan?, his future brother who will be beaten like this, Mu Feng has to breathe a sigh no matter what he says.

Slowly pulled out the blade, and the silver light flashed, imprinting Mu Feng's face, and from the background of the slanting sun, there was only-

Determination!

Whoever offends my brother will be killed by heaven, and whoever hurts my brother will stop him, and if he is hindered, there is only one, death!!

In an instant, the four sword intents brought up bursts of killing wind, sweeping towards the strong man, like four crazy dragons, wanting to tear apart the enemy in front of them desperately.

''Oh?'Finally a Naita came out.'' ''

Originally, I was going to go to other villages to collect protection money, but the little brother surnamed Bao came over to complain, I didn't want to take care of it, but because I considered that the little brother surnamed Bao had given me a lot of benefits before, not to mention, if I don't get it back, what should I do if I affect my majesty in the future?

Therefore, this strong man stayed here for a month, and when he was impatient, Mu Feng and others came, but because there were many pedestrians on the street during the day, it was inconvenient to find a place, so this strong man also hoped that Mu Feng would stay in it for a while, and it would be convenient to do it himself when it was dark.

As a result, as soon as Mu Feng and the others came out, this strong man had an urge to kill this surnamed Bao, damn, Lao Tzu waited for a month, and you were beaten by three high-level minions of the spirit transformation in half a day, which is really useless.

''Hmph, what if you comprehend the Spirit?'' In front of me, all strength is a floating cloud. ''

As soon as the strong man raised his hand, he took Mu Feng's attack, and he didn't even take a step back, and said with contempt.

Seeing Mu Feng's somewhat surprised and even somewhat solemn look, the strong man sneered again and said:

"I've trained the Golden Bell Jar to the first layer, and I've reached the ability to petrify my skin, and with your broken attack power, you can't hurt me a single bit." ''

Mu Feng's heart was shocked, Mu Feng had heard of the reputation of the Golden Bell Jar, and since he was a child, his uncle Mu Gushan told him with admiration:

There are ten great defense books in this world, among them, in addition to the top eight books that are not open to the public, and the sect has its own inheritance, among the remaining two, one is the Golden Bell Jar, ranking tenth, but despite this, the Golden Bell Jar is only outside The news that has spread to the fourth layer has been broken, and if you want to practice the above layers, you must go to the Golden Gate Sect to learn it, but even outside, the price of the first four layers of the Golden Bell Jar is extremely high. ''

Mu Feng never thought that the person in front of him was practicing the Golden Bell Jar, and he had learned the first layer, and his defensive power was almost seven or eight times that of people of the same class, and the defensive skills practiced by Chen Fei were only three or four times higher, compared with the two, there was almost no comparison, and the gap was huge.

''Haha, dumbfounded. ''

When the sturdy man saw Mu Feng's movements, he paused a little, and immediately laughed, and between the words, there was only pride.

In fact, his golden bell jar was not obtained through fair channels, and I wonder if a small person like him could get this tenth-ranked golden bell jar exercise.

Back then, he followed an old man, ran errands for him, and was loyal, but one day, he found that the old man had auctioned a golden bell jar from the auction, and immediately became greedy, and it didn't take long for him to take advantage of the old man's family absence, knock the old man unconscious, and escape with the golden bell jar.

''Boss, this is not a place to make trouble. ''

The man surnamed Bao said with a flattering face, indeed, although it is not early now, where is this place? The most prosperous place in the entire Wood Grain City! Pedestrians come and go, and it is the territory of some big families, who dares to make trouble?''

''I don't need you to remind me.'' ''

The sturdy man said sharply, as if he was afraid that the man surnamed Bao would think that he was ignorant.

''Are you going on your own?''

Mu Feng was thinking in his heart about where to clean up the person in front of him, after all, he also knew that this place was really not a suitable place to fight, because, he obviously felt a cold and piercing coldness coming from behind him, the owner of this breath, who else besides Mu Rong'er, if Mu Rong'er couldn't help it and killed this person on the street, then it would be a big trouble.

''Where?''

Mu Feng said coldly.

''Huh?''

The sturdy man was stunned for a moment, a little unbelieving that there was something wrong with his ears, and the little fart in front of him promised himself, but when he saw Mu Feng's indifferent face, he sneered in his heart.

''Little brat, he's starting to pretend.'' ''