"Haha, happy!"

Yuan Ba stabilized his body and laughed loudly, the kind of heat in his eyes became more and more intense, it can be seen that this person is definitely a war-loving person, but at their level, it is not so easy to find an opponent of equal strength.

The surrounding people, there was a shock in their eyes, the confrontation between the two just now can be said to be just a test of each other, and they did not go all out, but that kind of momentum is already quite terrifying.

"Come again. Yuan Ba said with a smile, ready to strike again.

On the other side, Wen Jing and Yin Yishui were opposed, and sharp fluctuations raged in their bodies.

"Stop. ”

However, just as the four eight-star martial arts powerhouses were preparing to catch and fight, a majestic voice suddenly resounded in the sky.

Although the voice was not loud, but when it fell into everyone's ears, it was like a rolling thunderstorm, shaking everyone with blood and blood, and there was an inexplicable coercion in the words, giving people an urge to kneel and worship.

Everyone looked towards the source of the voice, and saw that the space above the army of the Qing Yuan Dynasty was suddenly torn apart, and a purple figure walked out slowly.

Looking at the purple figure, the person who came was an old man in a purple shirt, with a majestic face, deep eyes, and an extraordinary bearing, and the momentum exuded from his body brought great oppression to the four eight-star martial arts powerhouses.

"Martial Saint Strong ......"

Looking at the purple-shirted old man, Mu Feng's eyes couldn't help but swell with surprise, and he muttered with some difficulty.

The entire Twilight Fortress, although there are millions of people. But at this time, it was silent, everyone. They all looked at the purple-shirted old man with a solemn expression, even the Yuan Ba, who had always been war-hungry. There was a hint of awe in his eyes.

"Martial Saint Powerhouse!"

This death-like silence lasted for a while, and finally someone said in a trembling voice, not angry and self-righteous, just by relying on momentum, it was to shock the four eight-star martial arts powerhouses so that they didn't dare to speak, except for the martial saint powerhouses, who still has this ability.

Martial Saint powerhouse, even if you look at the entire Saint Xuan Continent. They can all be called peak powerhouses, and they are in a state of perennial retreat on weekdays, who would have thought that in this small East Twilight Fortress, there would be a martial saint powerhouse.

"I've seen the old sect master!"

Ming Spiegel and Yin Yishui, when they saw the old man in the purple shirt, there was a trace of panic on his face, he knelt down on one knee and hugged his fists.

The strong man of the Spring Hall and the 800,000 army of the Qing Yuan Dynasty. They all hurriedly knelt down and said in unison: "I've seen the old sect master." ”

"Is that him?"

Mu Feng heard Mingjing's name for the old man in the purple shirt, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes, could it be that the old man in the purple shirt in front of him. It was thousands of years ago that the young sect master of the Tianquan Sect, who competed with Xuan Lingzi for Xia Lingxuan, did not expect it. This person actually reached the realm of a martial saint.

However, Mu Feng immediately felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, and this person appeared in the East Twilight Fortress. Most likely, it was coming for itself.

"Get up. The old man in the purple shirt said lightly.

At this time, Yuan Ba and Wen Jing, the two Heavenly Egret Sect eight-star martial arts powerhouses, their faces were also extremely ugly. Looking at each other, a trace of uneasiness flashed in the depths of their eyes, although the strength of the two reached the eight-star Martial Venerable, but in the face of the Martial Saint powerhouse, they still had a sense of powerlessness.

The strong men of the Hades Hall and the defenders of the East Dusk Fortress are all in a bit of a commotion at the moment, the Martial Saint powerhouse, for them, is like a god-like existence, but they didn't expect that they would be able to witness a Martial Saint powerhouse with their own eyes today, but unfortunately, this Martial Saint powerhouse is the old sect master of the Tianquan Sect.

"You're Mu Feng?"

The purple-shirted old man turned his head slightly, ignoring Yuan Ba and Wen Jing, looking at Mu Feng, and said lightly.

Although Mu Feng stood on the wall of the East Twilight Fortress, there was a short distance from the purple-shirted old man, but he was stared at by the purple-shirted old man's gaze, but he felt an invisible pressure, this pressure made his breathing almost suffocated, and the operation of the mysterious power in his body was also greatly hindered.

"It's amazing......"

Mu Feng's eyes condensed slightly, his eyes looked at the old man in purple shirt, but he secretly said in his heart, the casual gaze of the martial saint powerhouse made him so embarrassed, maybe he was not as good as an ant in his eyes.

"Exactly. Mu Feng said in a deep voice.

"Who are you Xuan Lingzi and where are you now?" the purple-shirted old man said lightly, an invisible majesty spreading, making it more and more difficult for De Mufeng's breathing.

"It is the teacher, but there is no comment on where it is. Mu Feng said with difficulty, but there was no fear on his face.

"Hehe, I'm quite stubborn, but if you don't say it, I'll have a way to know when I take you. The old man in the purple shirt said lightly.

"Senior Xue, with your identity and status, it's not appropriate to appear here, right?" Wen Jing stepped out and blocked in front of Mu Feng, bearing most of the pressure of the old man in purple shirts, which made Mu Feng feel a lot better.

Mu Feng smiled gratefully at Wen Jing, his impression of this Wen Jing in his heart was also very good, in the face of the martial saint powerhouse, he was still able to stand up, I am afraid there would not be too many such people.

The old man in the purple shirt was slightly stunned, then shook his head, and said with a smile: "This kid is the person the old man asked for a year ago, but he was intercepted by you halfway, and the old man is just here to get people today, as for the agreement between you, the old man is not interested." ”

"This senior, as a martial saint powerhouse, is still thinking about what happened thousands of years ago, and your heart is too small. ”

Mu Feng knew that no matter what happened today, the old man in the purple shirt would not let him go, and because of him, he broke up Xuan Lingzi and Xia Lingxuan, and indirectly killed Xuan Lingzi, so when he spoke, he was also less polite.

"Hehe, lingering? Back then, Xuan Lingzi abducted the old man's fiancée, causing the old man to lose face, this kind of shame and humiliation, I believe that if it were you, you would not be able to bear it. The old man in the purple shirt said coldly.

Although everyone was confused, many people also heard a general idea, it turned out that the old man in purple shirt and Mu Feng's master turned out to be a pair of rivals in love, no wonder the former would order Mu Feng to be captured.

"Senior's words are inappropriate, if you and Xia Lingxuan's predecessor are really in love, how can my master abduct your fiancée, it is obvious that you beat the mandarin duck and broke up a pair of fairy couples alive. Mu Feng said.

"Hehe, fairy couple?" the purple-shirted old man sneered: "I won't have a verbal dispute with you here, but Xuan Lingzi didn't come himself, but sent you to die, I don't know if he is your mentor or your enemy?"

"Such a bad discord plan, I advise you not to use it. Mu Feng said coldly.

Everyone looked at Mu Feng, and there was a touch of admiration in their eyes, I am afraid that among the people present, no one dares to speak to a martial saint powerhouse in this tone. (To be continued......)