"You've lost!"

Before Mu Feng's words fell, Wu Hui spurted out a mouthful of blood again, his face turned pale, and his body trembled, he didn't expect that he would be defeated so simply and completely, and he couldn't help but have a fear of Mu Feng in his heart.

This Mu Feng is really too strong, so strong that it makes people feel a little desperate!

Mu Feng didn't continue to shoot, although the Wu Hui in front of him, perhaps because of Feng Sen, hated himself in his heart and wanted to kill himself, but after all, he didn't do anything hurtful, and Mu Feng was not a person who loved to kill, so there was no need to kill them all.

"You're not going to kill me?"

Wu Hui originally thought that Mu Feng would take advantage of the situation to kill him, but seeing that Mu Feng had no intention of making a move, his face also showed a look of doubt.

"Why should I kill you?" Mu Feng said lightly.

Wu Hui nodded thoughtfully, and then gently hugged his fist towards Mu Feng, and he withdrew from the competition platform, and Mu Feng also climbed the third layer of the competition platform.

At this time, the second round of the battle is also coming to an end!

Mu Feng's eyes swept lightly, and he found that Meng Tianyu, Yun Wenhao, Pei Yuanshan and others were already on the third layer of the competition platform, and Xiao Yan, Mu Hanqing and others had also successfully advanced.

After two rounds of elimination, the sect disciples who advanced to the top thirty-two were already geniuses among geniuses, elites among elites, and the next battle was even more eye-catching.

Mu Feng's eyes looked at the opposite side of the competition platform, and on the other side of the competition platform, a slender figure stood.

The slender figure stood with his hands in his hands, and a fierce and domineering aura emanated, faintly. There was also a smell of blood.

Mo Xiu!

"What a coincidence, we meet again. Mo Xiu's gaze swept over Mu Feng. Said lightly.

Mu Feng smiled faintly, he and Mo Xiu had fought before the ruins of the Three Kings Hall were opened. At that time, Mo Xiu's strength was much higher than his own, but now, Mu Feng was ninety percent sure that he was better than the other party.

For Mo Xiu, Mu Feng had a certain intention to kill, not only because he had helped Yun Wenhao besiege Xiao Mad before, but also because Mu Feng felt a danger from him.

This Mo Xiu, unlike Wu Hui, seems to be a poisonous snake. If you don't kill them, they might bite you one day.

From other people's mouths, Mu Feng also learned some things about the Mo family.

The Mo family, as one of the three major clans in the Western Wilderness, has undoubted strength and heritage, but the Mo family has a set of extremely cruel methods for cultivating disciples.

The Mohists have always believed that natural selection. Survival of the fittest, so in the Mo family, the disciples are encouraged to compete and fight with each other, and this is why the people of the Mo family. Like to be alone, and the feelings for each other are indifferent.

But because of this, the strong people of the Mo family emerge in endlessly. Standing in the West Wilderness without falling.

Mu Feng also knew that although Mo Hong and Mo Xiu were from the same Mo family. But the two sides are like fire and water, just like Gao Ye and Gao Peng. Reached the immortal Cheng dù.

Looking at Mu Feng, Mo Xiu's brows furrowed slightly, and there was also a hint of jealousy in his eyes, when he was in the ruins of the Three Kings Palace, Mu Feng gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, and now, this dangerous feeling is becoming more and more intense.

Mu Feng was also extremely cautious, this Mo Xiu in front of him was obviously much stronger than Wu Hui, and he should definitely not be underestimated.

After all, Wu Hui was only because of the adventures of the Martial Saint Vault, so that his cultivation was improved, like an upstart, while Mo Xiu was a genius disciple who relied on the cultivation of the clan's heritage, and the two were obviously not the same.

The two were stalemate for a while, and Mo Xiu finally couldn't bear it anymore and took the lead in making a move, and the majestic mystical power swept out of his body like a tide, and even the surrounding space became slightly distorted.

The late stage of the five-star martial arts!

Mo Xiu's right hand was slightly bent, and with a flick of his fingertips, several fierce winds shot out, and in an instant, they shot towards Mu Feng's vital point.

Every strong wind is enough to bombard an ordinary five-star martial arts powerhouse!

Looking at the several stormy winds, Mu Feng stepped out, and the third layer of the blood Shura's body was urged to the extreme, and the bright blood light was permeated, and a punch blasted straight out, and the several fierce winds collided with each other.

"Bang bang bang!"

Those several fierce winds were directly blasted away by Mu Feng's punch.

"Whew!"

After blasting those several strong wind ripples, Mu Feng did not hesitate at all, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body was already approaching Mo Xiu.

Mo Xiu's face showed a touch of coldness and coldness, his palms clenched into fists, and then the majestic Xuan Power condensed in his fist at an extremely fast speed, as if turning into a meteor, with a fierce and unparalleled might, and blasted towards the stormy Mu Feng.

Ink God Fist!

In the face of Mo Xiu's earth-shattering punch, Mu Feng did not have the slightest fear and flinching, and under the gaze of everyone, he actually clenched his five fingers and blasted out with a punch.

The bright blood light condensed wildly on Mu Feng's right fist, and the fierce power poured out like a flood that broke the embankment.

"Bang!"

A dull sound suddenly resounded on the competition platform, and a violent wind rippled out, tearing the air above the competition platform alive.

The two figures also shot out from the center of the strong wind ripples, and each retreated more than a hundred zhang before stopping.

Mu Feng's face showed a smile, at the beginning of the ruins of the Three Kings Palace, he had also fought with Mo Xiu, at that time, he fell into a great disadvantage, and now, the two fought again, and he had the upper hand.

Mo Xiu's face became extremely ugly, as soon as the master made a move, he knew if there was any, the fight between the two just now made Mo Xiu already understand that the strength of this Mu Feng in front of him was not inferior to his own at all.

On that day in the Three Kings Palace, when he reached the four-star Martial Sect, Mu Feng had just reached the two-star Martial Sect, in just a few months, Mu Feng had already caught up with himself, and the cultivation of the two was the same five-star Martial Sect, although their own cultivation was still higher than that of the other party, but the gap between this kind of cultivation was already a little insignificant under Mu Feng's various means.

"Whew!"

Mo Xiu took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly gloomy, and then he grasped the palm of his hand, and the mysterious power was like a surging wave, swept away from his body, his body tore through the air, flashed in front of Mu Feng again, and then blasted towards Mu Feng with a punch.

The fierce fist wind directly blasted the surrounding air away, and even the space was shaken out one by one spatial cracks, and an extremely amazing coercion was also shrouded towards Mu Feng.

The power of the Ink God Fist is terrifying!(To be continued......)