"Chilu, are you fooling a three-year-old child? You just find someone to ask, will you believe that he is the young sect master of the Tianlu Sect?" The purple-shirted old man's face was gloomy, and an unconcealable anger flashed in his eyes, he absolutely didn't believe the words of the red-robed old man.

Not to mention that the old man in the purple shirt didn't believe it, everyone present, even Yuan Ba, Wen Jing and others, thought that this was just a perfunctory remark by the old man in the red robe.

"Whether you believe it or not, he is the young sect master of the Tianlu Sect. The red-robed old man smiled faintly, and his eyes swept towards Yuan Ba, Wen Jing and the others inadvertently.

Yuan Ba, Wen Jing and the others were all extremely shrewd people, and they immediately understood the intention of the old man in the red robe, and hurriedly hugged his fists towards Mu Feng and said, "I have seen the young sect master. ”

The defenders of the Dongdusk Fortress and the powerhouses of the Hades Hall, including Xiao Tianyi, all saluted towards Mu Feng and said, "I've seen the young sect master. ”

Mu Feng nodded indifferently, since the old man in the red robe wants to protect himself, he can't dismantle his platform, but he is surprised in his heart, he doesn't know why the old man in the red robe will put so much effort to protect himself.

"Chilu, don't think that you can keep this kid in this way, I will take him today, if you insist on defending this kid, don't blame me for being unkind. The old man in the purple shirt finally couldn't help it and scolded.

"Hehe, Xue Heng, when have I ever been afraid of you?" the red-robed old man said lightly, but his words were-for-tat, without the slightest concession.

"In that case, I'd like to see if you can keep him today?"

The words fell, and the old man in the purple shirt stepped out, his palm holding it down. A big hand in the space grabbed towards Mu Feng. And this time, the old man in the purple shirt did not spare his hand in the slightest. Even if you can't hold Mu Feng, you have to kill him on the spot.

Facing the purple-shirted old man's big hand, Mu Feng was calm, since the red-robed old man wanted to protect himself, he naturally would not sit idly by, but he was also a little nervous in his heart, after all, he was a genuine martial saint powerhouse who shot at himself.

"Hmph, grab someone in front of me. You're going to go into retreat for a hundred years. The old man in the red robe saw the old man in the purple shirt move, his face was gloomy, and with a wave of his robe, the space was distorted, and the space was blasted away.

"Hmph, I haven't fought for so many years, but today I want to see, what level of strength have you reached?" said the purple-shirted old man in a cold voice.

The entire Twilight Fortress fell into silence. Countless eyes looked at the two old figures in mid-air, and there was a flash of excitement in their eyes, many of them had never seen a Martial Saint powerhouse before. I have never seen the confrontation of the Martial Saint powerhouse, and I am also excited to be able to witness it with my own eyes today.

But there are also many people with deep eyes. A look of horror poured out, and the clash of the martial saint powerhouses. It will be earth-shattering, and others only need to be affected slightly. I'm afraid that there will be death and no life, and even the entire Twilight Fortress will be reduced to ruins.

The Martial Saint is strong, with a single move, he can destroy a super dynasty, a small Dongdui Fortress, I am afraid that it can be easily destroyed with a random blow.

The old man in the purple shirt had a cold face, and with a wave of his palm, a purple light shield condensed out, enveloping the army of the Qing Yuan Dynasty and the powerhouses of the Destiny Spring Hall.

The red-robed old man smiled slightly, and with a wave of his palm, a red light shield also shrouded Mu Feng, Xiao Tianyi, and the entire Eastern Twilight Fortress.

The two light shields emitted an indestructible and powerful fluctuation, although it was difficult to resist the full force of the Martial Saint powerhouse, but it was more than enough to block the aftermath of the Martial Saint powerhouse's battle.

"Don't let me down too much, Chilu. ”

The old man in the purple shirt said coldly, the words fell, and with a slight wave of his hands, suddenly, the heavens and the earth were turbulent, and the mystical power in the sky was frantically converging towards it, and then above his head, it turned into a thousand-foot-sized mystical palm print, and on the palm print, there were ancient and obscure palm prints.

Although there was a barrier from the light mask, Mu Feng and the others still noticed that the palm print of the mystical power emitted a terrifying fluctuation that made the scalp tingle, and this palm was enough to blast the entire Eastern Twilight Fortress into ruins.

"Is this the strength of the Martial Saint powerhouse?" Mu Feng muttered, his eyes surging with shock, although his current cultivation has reached a one-star martial honor, looking at the Shengxuan Continent, he can be regarded as a top powerhouse, but there is still a difference between him and the purple-shirted old man who is the peak powerhouse of the continent.

The palm prints of the mystical power were formed, and terrifying fluctuations spread out, causing the surrounding space to be distorted, even if it was an eight-star martial arts powerhouse like Yuanba and Mingjing, who were in the distorted space, I am afraid they would be ruthlessly strangled.

Martial Saint powerhouse, terrifying!

When the palm print of the Xuanli was condensed and formed, the eyes of the old man in the purple shirt suddenly sank, and his palm waved down.

"Boom!"

The palm print of the 10,000 zhang Xuan power, with an indescribable terrifying might, directly suppressed the red-robed old man, and along the way, the space collapsed, revealing a large area of deep black holes, this momentum made everyone present feel numb in their scalps.

That kind of terrible fluctuation, let alone being involved in it, I am afraid that if it is slightly affected, it will explode and die.

Yuan Ba, Wen Jing, Ming Jing and Yin Yishui, the four eight-star martial arts powerhouses, all stared at the two people in mid-air, the confrontation between the martial saint powerhouses was extremely rare, and this kind of peak battle, for them, it could also be regarded as an opportunity and blessing.

From this duel of the peak powerhouses of the continent, they can realize a lot of things, and even play some role in advancing to the realm of martial saints in the future.

"Humph!"

Looking at the mystical palm print that was rapidly enlarged in the pupils, the old man in the red robe snorted lightly, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a red glow suddenly rose to the sky, winding the palm print of the mystical power, and in the next moment, it had a strong power, bursting out from the red light, and it was directly detonating the palm print of the mystical power.

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth trembled, and the indescribable violent energy fluctuations raged like an out-of-control storm, and the space within tens of thousands of feet of the sky collapsed, and even the sky became dim.

The terrifying energy fluctuations hit the purple light mask and the red light mask, causing ripples like water ripples, and everyone's faces turned pale in horror.

If it weren't for the two light shields that blocked this terrifying energy fluctuation, then everyone present, even the eight-star martial arts powerhouses like Yuanba and Mingjing, would probably not be able to escape death.

The confrontation between the Martial Saint powerhouses is too terrifying!(To be continued......)