The remnant sun was like blood, shining on Mucheng, because of the fight just now, the air in the entire Mucheng exuded a strong smell of blood.

All the centaurs of the four shili stopped, looking up at the two figures in mid-air, and even their breathing was extremely low.

Everyone was also very curious about whether the young man in mid-air was hiding amazing strength, or was he just joking with countless lives.

Standing in the air, with his hands behind his back, he looked extremely elegant, and his bearing was worthy of being the master of a sect. However, as a powerhouse in the Divine Power Realm, it is more about absolute confidence in his own strength.

Even the joint blow of the three cabinet elders of the Mu clan had no effect on him, and the Mu Feng in front of him was not worth mentioning at all. The gap between the Divine Realm and the Divine Realm is difficult to measure, let alone just a kid who has created a Formation Realm.

Mu Yuntang and the others sighed lightly, if Mu Feng really lost, then the Mu clan would really be completely finished. Now they are secretly praying, hoping that Mu Feng can create a miracle.

"Sect Master Feng, are you ready?" Mu Feng asked in a deep voice, but his figure retreated a hundred feet. His heart was trembling slightly, in fact, he didn't have any confidence, he was also gambling, gambling with the lives of the whole city of Mucheng.

"Come on, I really want to see, what are you relying on, dare to speak like this?" Fengchen looked at Mu Feng with a smile, he didn't care about Mu Feng's retreat, the distance of a hundred zhang was just a momentary thing for him, if Mu Feng dared to escape, he would definitely not be able to live for a while.

However, Mu Feng did not escape, and his face gradually became solemn. The whole person exuded a silvery-white luster, and the Xuanling Silver Body Technique was also urged to the third level. Then the palms were slightly bent, and the fiery red power swept out of the body like a vast sea. An extremely astonishing coercion of the mysterious force was also at this time. emanating from Mu Feng's body.

That kind of coercion shook the heavens and the earth!

All the people who felt the coercion of that kind of mysterious power changed their faces.

Because of the strength of this kind of occult power, it seems that it has surpassed the wind and dust in front of him.

The mysterious power between heaven and earth also seemed to feel this kind of coercion, like a tumbling dragon, surrounding Mu Feng. The whole sky seemed to sink in an instant.

The countless people in Mucheng fell into a stupor, and their minds were blank, as if they couldn't think.

That kind of occult power. It's beyond their realization.

Blood cracks burst out from Mu Feng's skin, countless blood seeped out, and in an instant, Mu Feng was stained with blood and became a bloody person.

The power of the palm left to him by Qingfeng Tianzun. The power was so powerful that his body. To experience a tremendous load. Thankfully, he's now in the Formation Realm. After cultivating the extremely powerful body refining martial art of the Xuanling Silver Body Technique, he was able to barely use the power of this palm. Otherwise, he would have burst into a cloud of blood mist by now.

Waves of powerful and violent fluctuations emanated from Mu Feng's body, and Zuihou formed a vortex of Xuan Power around Mu Feng.

Mu Feng's black hair danced, and his robes hunted. On top of the momentum, it has not lost to the wind and dust on the opposite side at all.

Looking at this scene, everyone, including Fengchen, had a look of shock in their eyes.

The Xuan Power fluctuations emanating from Mu Feng's body. has completely overshadowed the wind and dust on the other side, with the strength he is showing now, this palm will definitely be earth-shattering and shocking.

What's going on?

Mu Hanyu and Mu Hanqing both lightly covered their red lips, and looked at the thin figure in the air in surprise, and now it seems that the figure is so upright, like a pine willow, sheltering it from the wind and rain.

Fengchen's face suddenly sank, and the vast mysterious power like the sea surged around him, faintly forming a thin barrier. It's just that this thin barrier may not be able to break it even if the three major cabinet elders of the Mu clan join forces.

Mu Feng's right palm slowly stretched out, and the entire right arm made a subtle muffled sound. With this muffled sound, Mu Feng's right arm also kept bursting with blood flowers, but the more terrifying the powerful Xuan Force fluctuations became, this kind of horror would make people feel that Mu Feng would be blown into a cloud of blood mist by this powerful Xuan Force fluctuations.

However, what relieved Mu Qianlang and the others was that Mu Feng finally withstood the impact of this kind of Xuan Force fluctuation.

A brilliant blue light burst out from Mu Feng's right palm, gradually forming a huge palm print, on which the palm print was covered with cyan wind blades, each wind blade carried an amazing aura, making people's scalp tingle.

"Wind Sect Master, look at the palm!"

Mu Feng took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and the cyan palm print slapped towards the wind and dust.

"Breeze Groan!"

At the moment of shooting, even the space between the two collapsed, making a burst of sound. Mu Feng's right arm burst open directly, revealing Sensen's white bones.

"Good boy, there is such a means. The old figure hidden between the peaks around Mucheng exclaimed: "This palm, the wind and dust can't be taken down, even if it's an old man, he can only flee from the wind." What is the origin of this kid?"

The mysterious power of the wind and dust also surged out, constantly pouring into the thin barrier, and the whole person also burst out of the dazzling blood-red color, and the figure was also shrouded in a blood-colored mist, becoming a little blurred!

"Bloody body!" Mu Qianlang said in a condensed voice.

The blood-red Xuan Li was also filled with an astonishing evil aura, emanating from the barrier, revealing an indestructible feeling.

The cyan palm print, with a cyan storm of mysterious power, slapped towards the barrier with an astonishing momentum.

"Click!"

The imaginary violent energy impact did not appear, and with a soft sound, in the dull gaze of everyone, the cyan palm print was like a knife cutting tofu, shattering the barrier of wind and dust condensation, and the power was even more unabated towards the wind and dust.

"Impossible? How is it possible?" Fengchen looked at Mu Feng, whose breath was still soaring, and the surprise in his heart reached the extreme, this palm, he no longer had the confidence to follow, because this palm was beyond his cognition at all. If he had to take this palm, he had a hunch that he would definitely be crushed by this palm.

He really couldn't believe that a kid who created a shape realm could have this kind of liliang that shook the heavens and the earth. At this time, the hairs on his body stood upside down, and his face was also full of horror.

"Whew!"

In the eyes of everyone, a blood-red figure crossed the sky, and suddenly retreated behind him, and the cyan palm print, as if it had spiritual intelligence, shrouded the blood-red figure.

"The wind and dust are defeated!"

Looking at the fleeing figure, such a thought flashed in the hearts of everyone in Mucheng, obviously they didn't expect that the Feng Sect Master, who was still chic and elegant just now, was now like a lost dog.

The blood-red figure burst out with mystical power all over his body, and while continuously setting up the mystical power barrier, he retreated backwards, but all the mystical power barriers were like mud, and even the cyan palm print could not be made to stagnate slightly.

But in the end, the cyan palm print slapped heavily on a thousand feet of mountain peak in front of it, and a huge storm swept away, and the radius of a thousand kilometers and the mountain peak were all reduced to a cloud of dust.

"Poof!"

The blood-red figure in the sky, although it was not hit by Qingfeng's palm print, the residual strength of the palm print still slapped on the vest of the blood-red figure, causing it to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Feng stood in mid-air, ignoring the pain all over his body, staring at the embarrassed blood-red figure in front of him.

The blood mist gradually dissipated, and the figure of the wind and dust was gradually revealed, different from the temperament of the sect master just now, the current wind and dust, messy hair and shawl, the clothes on the body were also broken, the face was pale, and the breath was sluggish, how embarrassed and embarrassed it was.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have this kind of liliang in your body. Fengchen also understood that Mu Feng's liliang definitely did not belong to him, but he was not sure if the latter could still urge the attack like that just now.

But everyone saw that he didn't even take that palm, he fled in embarrassment, and the bet just now was obviously lost.

"Sect Master Feng, you've lost!" Mu Feng pursed his lips slightly and said calmly. (To be continued......)