"Hehe, you injured the four junior disciples of my Infinite Sword Sect, do you want to go like this?"

A cold voice came, making everyone stunned, and then their eyes looked towards the source of the sound.

Mu Feng also stopped, turned around, and looked at the source of the sound as well, only to see a gray-robed figure standing in the air, with a delicate and young face, but from his body, there were constantly powerful fluctuations that made it difficult to breathe, slowly emitting out.

Looking at the gray-robed figure, Mu Feng's pupils also shrank fiercely, because he could feel an extremely dangerous feeling from his body, which was much stronger than Xie Tianyan.

"Xiahou Chong?"

Mu Feng muttered in his heart, among the disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect, only the rumored Xiahou Chong could bring him this sense of danger and oppression.

"It's Senior Brother Xiahou!"

Seeing the gray-robed figure, the faces of the surrounding Infinite Sword Sect disciples were first a little stunned, and then a trace of awe and excitement appeared, and at the same time, bursts of exclamations sounded.

Although Xiahou Chong is not likable, but just now Mu Feng defeated four disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect in a row, making these disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect have no light on their faces, and even Xie Tianyan was defeated in the hands of Mu Feng, and if he wanted to get back to the field, he had to rely on Xiahou Chong.

"Sure enough, it's Xiahou Chong......"

Mu Feng looked at the face that was younger than himself, his eyes were slightly condensed, and his whole body was on guard, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the sight of the gray-robed figure. also fell on Mu Feng's body.

At the same time, a fierce look suddenly flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, and he already felt it. An invisible coercion emanated from Xiahou Chong's body, suppressing him like a mountain, making it a little difficult for him to breathe.

"Humph!"

Mu Feng's soles stomped suddenly, and the blood-colored Xuan Power swept out, and an equally not weak aura fluctuation emanated from his body.

"Bang bang!"

Two invisible coercions collided fiercely in mid-air, making space. There was a faint distortion in the city, and the sound of air explosions spread, and a strong wind rippled away. The people around him were shocked and retreated.

Mu Feng looked at the gray-robed figure and said slowly, "Do you want to fight me too?"

"Hehe......" Xiahou Chong looked at Mu Feng and said with a smile: "I have some ability, but I want to fight with me." I'm afraid it's not enough. ”

Mu Feng pointed to Xie Tianyan, who was still moaning in pain on the side. said lightly: "This sentence of yours, he also said this before......"

Xiahou Chong's face suddenly froze, his delicate face trembled slightly, revealing a sharp edge, and the surrounding Xuan Force suddenly erupted into a fluctuation, tearing the air apart.

Mu Feng's eyes also became extremely fierce, and a monstrous blood-colored intent was like a storm. Swept out of its body, the color of blood that had faded. Eyes filled again.

Mu Feng knew that the Xiahou Chong in front of him might be the strongest person among the martial artists of the Easy Realm he had encountered, like Xie Tianyan, Deng Fang, Xuetianliu and others, compared to the Xiahou Chong in front of him, it was not worth mentioning at all, and if he wanted to defeat the other party, he might have to work hard.

"Since you want to fight me, then I'll satisfy you, but I never show mercy when I fight, so you know for yourself. ”

As the words fell, Xia Hou Chong slowly stretched out his palms, and a pair of slender hands were exposed, and an extraordinarily sharp fluctuation quietly emanated.

In the next moment, Xiahou stepped on the soles of his feet in the air, swept out, his body was like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Mu Feng's body with sharp fluctuations.

"What a speed!"

Mu Feng's eyes condensed slightly, even if he cultivated the Qingxu Dance Wind Step, his speed was not as good as that, just with this speed, this Xiahou Chong showed a strong strength that far surpassed Xie Tianyan and the others.

"Bang bang!"

Appearing in front of Mu Feng like a ghost, Xiahou Chong's palms were like sharp blades, with bursts of sonic booms, piercing through the air, and pressing directly towards Mu Feng's chest.

Xiahou Chong's shot instantly showed a strong strength and ruthless offensive that did not match his age.

A pair of slender palms rapidly enlarged in Mu Feng's pupils, but Mu Feng's face showed no fear, he did not retreat but advanced, and when he stepped out, a pair of blood-colored fists also burst out.

"Boom!"

The fists and palms intersected, and a low crashing sound spread, and a strong wind rippled visible to the naked eye, tearing through the air and spreading out in a circle.

"Pedal, pedal!"

Xiahou Chong's figure did not move at all, but Mu Feng retreated again and again, leaving footprints several inches deep on the ground, and the ground around these footprints burst instantly, and cracks spread like spider webs.

"What a strong strength!"

Mu Feng retreated for more than dozens of zhang before he stabilized his body, calmed down the surging qi and blood in his body, and then looked at Xiahou Chong, but there was a touch of heat in his eyes.

This Xiahou Chong, I'm afraid that even if he is an ordinary pseudo-sect powerhouse, he will not be his opponent, this kind of strength is really not an ordinary strength, but this has inspired Mu Feng's fighting spirit more and more.

Only by fighting the strong can you make yourself stronger!

"Huh?"

Xiahou Chong's face was a little shocked, he didn't expect that Mu Feng would dare to take his two palms hard, and there was no injury, even if Xie Tianyan took his two palms, I am afraid that he would have to suffer a lot of trauma, this kid in front of him is really a little powerful!

"Hehe, it seems that I really underestimate you, but if that's the case, then take my sword. ”

Xia Hou Chong grasped the palm of his hand, and a crystal clear ice crystal sword appeared in his palm, and as this ice crystal sword appeared, the temperature between heaven and earth plummeted instantly, even the many disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect who were not invaded by the cold and heat on the side could feel a biting cold.

"Boom!"

The monstrous chill swept out of Xiahou Chong's body, making the heavens and the earth seem to be frozen, and between this chill, there was an extremely terrifying fluctuation that spread.

"The Artistic Conception of Ice, the Realm of Small Perfection, it seems that this is a tough battle!"

Mu Feng looked at this scene, his face became more and more solemn, and he muttered in his heart, this Xiahou Chong comprehended the artistic conception of ice, and also reached the realm of small consummation, not weaker than him, so his sword intent advantage was already gone in front of Xiahou Chong, and this battle was destined to be a bitter battle......!