Several Wu masters rushed forward and held down the mousse from four directions.

There was a burst of anger, and the scene that everyone thought was going to defeat did not appear.

Instead, a powerful wave of qi swept the four masters away.

"Fighting spirit!"

Several elite juniors of the Wu clan exclaimed in surprise, you know, this level of power has surpassed these elite juniors.

The law enforcement elder's face was pale, and the head of the Wu clan was stunned, if there was anyone here who was not surprised by such a result, it was Ye Feng, who was as respectful as a god.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth seemed to be smiling, and he secretly said in his heart: "This kid has the bloodline of the Witch Ancestor, and in time, he will become a character, but it's a pity that ......"

"You're still too tender now!"

It's just that Ye Feng feels ridiculous, such a plot routine seems to be familiar......

"Ye Feng, don't be high up there, if you want to take away the Witch Celestial Maiden today, you have to step on my corpse."

Mousse's life is blessed by my aura that I can't help it, and the protagonist's aura is no one else.

"Mousse, you're too presumptuous!"

"Arrogant man, please ask the elders and the head of the sect to take action, abolish him, and give an explanation to Lord Gao."

The descendants of the Wu clan scolded one after another, as if Mousse slapped Ye Feng in the face was even more serious than insulting their parents.

Today, the witch goddess got married, and forces from all over the world came to watch the ceremony, and some people who ate melons without knowing the situation couldn't help but be shocked.

What kind of sacredness is this Ye Feng, who can make the people of the Wu clan who are invincible on weekdays try their best to please.

Mousse was also furious at the moment, his fists clenched, and his nails still didn't notice it when they got into his flesh.

These former clansmen, tending to be inflammatory, actually wanted to abolish themselves, just to curry favor with Ye Feng.

His eyes swept away, and he felt even more disappointed, even Mu Xueyao, the witch goddess who had to protect him even if he didn't want his life, didn't say a word.

"Ye Feng, I want to challenge you!"

Mousse vented all his resentment on Ye Feng, if it weren't for this person's bullying, how could he end up in such a field.

No matter what Mu Xueyao thought, he couldn't let the big devil take her away if he said anything today, and he couldn't watch his beloved woman fall into the arms of other men.

Ye Feng's eyes were leisurely, his eyebrows were lowered, and he didn't say a word regardless of the development of the situation.

It's just that he secretly laughed in his heart, and it wasn't his fault that the Wu clan wanted to curry favor.

In this world where the strong are rampant, the strong can pick up the stars and cut the moon with a single thought, and with a wave of their hands, they can destroy the world and destroy the world.

And the weak are just animals, trampled on by others, and as cheap as grass mustard.

"If you don't accept it, just come and grab it, as for challenging me, you are not worthy!"

Ye Feng smiled lightly, and his breath contained murderous intent.

The look on Mousse's face was very hideous, his fists were clenched, his nails were sunk into the flesh, but he was unaware of the pain.

"Boy, I'll help you, I'm sure to kill him!"

This old voice, only Mousse can hear, this guy has a mysterious origin, a wisp of remnant soul from the upper realm, parasitic in a broken blade, and was picked up by Mousse by chance.

Mousse's depletion of spiritual power only awakened him, and he was also recognized by the other party.

Even if it was a wisp of remnant soul, it was once a terrifying existence, and he randomly instructed Mousse some methods, which made Mousse's cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, and only then did he have today's performance that amazed everyone.

It is precisely because of the existence of this mysterious remnant soul that Mousse has the confidence to harden these strong people.

"To clean up this kind of goods, you don't need an adult to do it personally, and you are willing to do it for you!"

With an angry shout, like a thunderous explosion, a figure flashed quickly, and in an instant, it was in front of Mousse.

Under the majestic coercion of this person, Mousse had already seen who this person was, it was the first person of the three generations of descendants of the Wu Clan's Holy Land, Mu Yufeng.

Although this person is extremely talented, he is a person who tends to be inflammatory, and at this time, the opportunity to tie up Ye Feng is in front of him, how can he let it go.

As long as he stepped on Mousse, he could hug Ye Feng's thigh, which seemed to him to be very cost-effective.

After saying that, Mu Yufeng released his magic weapon, and his aura bloomed, rushing straight to the star fight, and his divine thoughts moved, and the sword qi slashed towards Mu Si.

The sword qi danced wantonly, turning into a giant dragon, fangs and claws, spitting flames.

Mu Yufeng is the first master among the three generations of descendants, and although Mu Si is the personal descendant of the head, his cultivation is still shallow, and everyone thinks that he can never be Mu Yufeng's opponent.

The Holy Palace of the Wu Clan, the sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and it rushes straight to the stars.

Everyone was watching intently, and they already had a clear answer in their hearts.

Mousse's defeat is only a matter of time, it depends on how many moves he can sustain.

Mu Xuan, the head of the Wu Clan, lowered his eyes at the moment, sitting back and watching the development of the situation, in his opinion, letting Mu Yufeng defeat Mu Si was also a good ending.

Otherwise, whether it is him or other elders, it is not suitable to make a move, because there is a suspicion of bullying the small.

There are many people here, and there are many major sects and families

Mu Xuan really doesn't want people to see jokes anymore at the moment, the Wu Clan's Holy Land still needs to be faced.

In the field, Mousse and Mu Yufeng collided together, and they were even up and down.

"Fei will accompany you to the end!"

Mousse's fighting spirit has been stimulated, and without the slightest fear, he has become more and more courageous.

The sword qi in his body was condensed on a broken blade, and his spiritual power surged, and he met Mu Yufeng's strongest mastery.

"The stunned boy actually wants to defeat Mu Yufeng with a broken blade, it's too much to do!"

"That's it, I don't care how many pounds and taels I have, don't give away people's heads!"

In everyone's opinion, this battle is anticlimactic, and Mousse's defeat is a foregone conclusion, so everyone is sparing no effort to ridicule Mousse, in order to show their position to Ye Feng and other bigwigs.

"The sword in Mu Yufeng's hand is an acquired spiritual treasure, it is a rare magic weapon, coupled with the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal, how can it be that a Golden Immortal's Mousse can resist!"

"Fools also know the result, Mousse is killing himself!"

The sword qi collided, the ice of the North Xuangong was shattered, and the ice slag flew.

Mousse's robe fluttered, chic and free, and the broken blade in his hand erupted into an unstoppable impact.

Mu Yufeng retreated, his aura like a god of war began to shatter, looking at Mousse standing still in the distance, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How is this possible?!"

"Your cultivation is obviously several realms lower than mine, how can you defeat me!"

Everyone was taken aback, and the eyes of some of the senior monks in the big forces were even brighter.

This son is a talent that can be created, and he was able to skip the challenge and win.

The most surprising thing is Mu Xuan, the head of the Wu clan, Mu Si is his personal descendant, when did he become so powerful?

Mu Yufeng's qi and blood surged, and after barely stabilizing his mind, he was still planning to make a move.

He wanted to step on Mousse to hug Ye Feng's thigh, but at this moment he became a laughing stock, and it was not easy to feel slapped in the face.

"What the hell is going on with this kid, he can even skip the challenge!"

The person with the most gloomy face is none other than the law enforcement elder, Mu Yufeng is his junior, the apprentice has lost face, and he is by no means good-looking as a master.

Not to mention that Mu Yufeng's realm is one rank higher than Mu Si, just saying that the rare magic weapon in his hand can make him a rare opponent among monks of the same level.

Could it be that Mousse is a pearl covered with dust, and his talent has not been discovered?

At this moment, if anyone is still calm, then it must be Ye Feng, he doesn't seem to be surprised by Mousse's strength.