"Forget it, I'd better take you back and ask you slowly. ”

The purple-shirted old man said, and with a wave of his robe, he saw that the space around Mu Feng was distorted, forming a space cage, an irresistible invisible force, making Mu Feng unable to move at all.

In the face of the Martial Saint powerhouse, Mu Feng had no power to fight back at all.

Yuan Ba and Wen Jing glanced at each other, and they shot in unison, and two fierce martial arts attacks blasted towards the space cage.

"You two, you still want to snatch people in my hands?"

The purple-shirted old man smiled faintly, waved his palm at will, and between the spatial distortion, Yuan Ba and Wen Jing, the two eight-star martial arts powerhouses, turned pale in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and his body shot out as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

The two eight-star Martial Venerable powerhouses were as fragile as babies in front of the Martial Saint powerhouses.

"Boy, let's go with the old man. The purple-shirted old man smiled faintly.

"Don't think about it. ”

Mu Feng's face showed a hideous look, the mysterious power in his body was running wildly, and the powerful power swept out, the imprisoned body was able to have a trace of room for movement, Mu Feng did not hesitate at all, and waved his fist, which was to blast into the distorted space.

Mu Feng knew that if he really fell into the hands of the old man in the purple shirt, I was afraid that even if he didn't die, he would be abolished and cultivated, and a person who could remember hatred for thousands of years would not let himself go generously?

"Do you still want to resist?" The purple-shirted old man smiled faintly, his palm was clenched, and Mu Feng's figure was imprisoned again, unable to move at all.

"Qingyu, help me!" Mu Feng roared in his heart.

In his power. I really can't fight against the old man in the purple shirt, and now I can only hope for Qingyu's body.

When everyone saw Mu Feng's figure, it was as if it was frozen. I couldn't help but shake my head with pity, but for a moment. Everyone's faces were filled with a deep look of consternation.

Because they had already sensed that Mu Feng's aura had suddenly increased a lot, and his imprisoned body had actually broken free from the shackles of the space cage, and when his punch slammed into the distorted space around him, a light that was not easy for others to detect flashed from his right fist.

"Bang!"

Only a dull sound could be heard. The distorted space around Mu Feng exploded with a bang.

The space cage of the purple-shirted old man was actually broken by Mu Feng's punch.

Everyone's pupils shrank fiercely, and there was a thick shock and disbelief in their eyes, and the space cage of a martial saint powerhouse was actually broken by Mu Feng's punch.

The expressions of everyone were as if they had seen a ghost, even the eight-star martial arts powerhouses like Yuan Ba and Wen Jing. In front of the old man in the purple shirt, they were all like ants, and the old man in the purple shirt could not take the random blow. But Mu Feng relied on the cultivation of a one-star martial artist to break his space cage!

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe!

Countless astonished glances. Staring at the thin figure in the air, they all wanted to know. What kind of means did Mu Feng rely on to contend with a martial saint powerhouse?

"Huh. I didn't expect that there was another force hidden in your body, and if it wasn't for the active exposure, I would almost not have noticed it. ”

The old man in the purple shirt was worthy of being a martial saint powerhouse, and with a light sweep of his eyes on Mu Feng's body, he saw the clue and said with a faint smile.

"Just let me see, what exactly is in your body?" The purple-shirted old man's face sank suddenly, his palm grabbed down, and the space was distorted, turning into a big spatial hand, which was towards Mu Feng.

However, in the face of the old man in the purple shirt, "Mu Feng" stood in the air, but he had no intention of making a move, and seemed to have given up resistance, so that everyone showed a touch of disappointment.

"If you don't make a move, do you still want to watch the play on the sidelines?"

When the purple-shirted old man's big hand was about to fall on "Mu Feng", the latter suddenly said lightly.

"Alas, Xue Heng, I didn't expect that you are still so narrow-minded, and you disregard your identity and shoot at a junior, I am ashamed of you. ”

As soon as Mu Feng's words fell, the space beside him suddenly distorted, and a red figure slowly walked out of it, casually pinching and blasting away the purple-shirted old man's big hand.

"Wow!"

Looking at this scene, there was an uproar around, and all eyes fell on the red figure that suddenly appeared, which could easily pinch the space of the purple-shirted old man away, and he was obviously also a martial saint powerhouse.

The small East Twilight Fortress is destined to be unpeaceful today, and it has gathered two Martial Saint powerhouses and four eight-star Martial Venerable powerhouses at the same time, this kind of lineup, no matter where it is placed, will set off a stormy wave.

"Chilu, are you finally willing to show up?" The purple-shirted old man's eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at the red figure, and then said lightly, without the slightest surprise, as if he had expected the red figure to appear.

"It's him!"

Mu Feng's eyes looked at the red figure, and found that the red figure was the red-robed old man he met in the Valley of the Dead!

Qingyu dominated Mu Feng's body just now, but when the red-robed old man appeared, Qingyu seemed to hide, and Mu Feng regained control of his body.

The eyes of the sky were all over the sky, looking at the old man in purple shirt and the old man in red robe, and there was a look of excitement and awe on his face. Most of the people saw the Martial Saint powerhouse for the first time, but they didn't expect to be able to meet two Martial Saint powerhouses today.

These two people, not to mention in the Qing Yuan Dynasty and the Tianlu Dynasty, even if they look at the entire Central Pole, they can be regarded as peak powerhouses.

No one would have thought that this kind of continent's peak powerhouse would appear in this remote Eastern Twilight Fortress.

"I've seen the sect master!" Seeing the red-robed old man, Yuan Ba and Wen Jing both clasped their hands into fists and said respectfully.

The defenders of the East Dusk Fortress and the strong men of the Hades Hall knew that the red-robed old man in front of him turned out to be the sect master of the Tianlu Sect, and his face also showed joy, and they all knelt on the ground, and said in unison: "I have seen the sect master." ”

"Get up. The red-robed old man smiled faintly, then turned around, looked at Mu Feng, and said, "We meet again." ”

Hearing the words of the old man in the red robe, Xiao Tianyi was a little surprised, as the master of the hall of the underworld, he had only seen the old man in the red robe once, but he didn't expect that Mu Feng had actually met the old man in the red robe, and the relationship was not shallow.

"I've seen the Sect Master. ”

Seeing the red-robed old man looking at him with a smile, Mu Feng hesitated for a moment and hugged his fists, after all, he was now the deputy hall master of the Hades Hall, so he could be regarded as the subordinate of the red-robed old man.

The red-robed old man nodded and said, "Are you okay?"

"Thank you to the sect master for saving me, my subordinates are fine. Mu Feng said.

"That's good. ”

The red-robed old man looked at Mu Feng to make sure that Mu Feng was fine, then nodded, looked back at the purple-shirted old man, and his face suddenly became cold...... (To be continued......)

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