Before the ring, there were so many figures, countless.

Mu Zifeng stood silently in the back, listening to the conversation of the person in front of him.

A big man whispered to the young man on the side: "You say, why did this Gongsun family suddenly choose a guard for her, which has never been done before, how does this posture feel like it is recruiting a husband for her?"

The young man smiled: "It's very likely, how can you only recruit one guard, maybe it's nominally looking for a guard, maybe it's really recruiting a husband, this is an opportunity to make progress, we have to seize it." ”

A person who looked like a white scholar snorted coldly: "Catch it, it's up to you two, what qualifications do you have, I think you better not go up and be embarrassed." ”

The two looked at him angrily, but then they lowered their heads and walked to the side silently.

Mu Zifeng looked at the white scholar, it was only in the early stage of foundation building, and the two people who were talking to were also in the early stage of foundation building, why were they afraid? It seems that this Gongsun family is looking for guards, and all the sons of the small families around them are all famous.

A monk appeared in front of the ring, smiled and said loudly: "Everyone, young Junjie, this is the place where you compete, no matter what tricks you use, as long as you are the last to stand in this ring, then you are the escort of our Miss Gongsun, okay, those who are interested in participating, please go to the ring." ”

On the high platform, Gongsun Fengjing sat next to a middle-aged man.

Gongsun Fengjing had been looking for a figure in the crowd, and the moment she saw Mu Zifeng, a smile appeared on her face.

The middle-aged man smiled: "Look at your expression, is there someone below who you particularly want, tell Dad, Dad will help you secretly later." ”

Gongsun Feng said in a coquettish voice: "Dad, what are you talking nonsense? ”

"It's really not, I've seen that you've been sullen for the past few days, why are you suddenly so happy, this selection of guards was also proposed by you, why didn't I see you so concerned about your safety before. ”

Gongsun Fengjing's face was slightly red and said, "I won't tell you." ”

"Okay, don't tell me, isn't that kid who robbed you of your things. ”

"Well, ahhhh ”

The middle-aged man looked at his daughter with interest, her face getting redder and redder.

sighed: "Alas, my daughter has grown up and finally has a sweetheart." ”

Gongsun Feng complained quietly: "Dad, can you stop talking nonsense, if you say it again, I will ignore you, hum!"

turned his face to the side and looked at Mu Zifeng on the field.

The middle-aged man smiled: "Okay, good, good, Dad won't talk about it." ”

also looked at the field.

At this moment, Mu Zifeng was besieged by three people, his face did not change, there were no monks in the middle stage of foundation building here, for him, victory was like picking up things, and it was easy.

Looking at Mu Zifeng, who was surrounded, Gongsun Fengjing bit his lip and was slightly nervous.

Mu Zifeng was able to maneuver easily between several people, and he was not in a hurry to reveal his strength, and he had been dealing with these three people.

There were fewer and fewer people on the stage, and almost every moment someone was removed from the stage, and in the end, there were only five people left, the three early foundation building monks who besieged Mu Zifeng, and the white young man.

The white clean boy glanced at the four people who were fighting, did not go up, sat down, recovered his strength, Mu Zifeng was not in the ink, and directly knocked the three of them off the stage and looked at the white clean boy.

The young man got up and looked at him, Mu Zifeng felt that this person was not simple. Before, Mu Zifeng had been observing him in the spare time, and the people who were hostile to him couldn't get past his moves.

The two have no extra words.

Volley.

The young man took out a silver spear, and Mu Zifeng made him feel the aura of danger.

"This gun is like the wind, and you are not wronged if you lose in his hands. "1800 Literature

Mu Zifeng nodded slightly, condensing the sword he used last time, but it could only last for a quarter of an hour without speaking.

Seeing that Mu Zifeng's face was expressionless, he didn't speak anymore.

'Spear Dragon. ’

The young man held the handle of the gun, the tip of the gun was cold, and an ethereal dragon hovered on the tip of the gun.

He just looked up to Mu Zifeng a little, but he still didn't take it to heart, this move will inevitably kill this kid in seconds.

Mu Zifeng didn't dare to despise it at all, this young man actually built a perfect foundation, although he looked like a teenager, he had lived for at least a hundred years.

The catkins floated, and the phantom ten swords were issued in an instant, and the pupils were black and white. The man carefully discerned, but he couldn't see which one was the main body, so he had to take a gamble and stab the one he thought was a shot.

There is no blood, fake, at this moment, the real Mu Zifeng stood behind him, and with an extremely fast sword, the man quickly drew his gun to resist.

Seeing that he blocked the sword, Mu Zifeng withdrew and retreated, and the young man chased him with a gun.

'Gun Tiger. ’

Pierced again, but there was still no blood.

The teenager's eyes widened, how could it be.

At the same time, Mu Zifeng stood behind him again, but the speed was faster than last time, and a sword stabbed at his heart, the young man knew that he could only avoid it at this time, and pulled his body to the right, but he was still stabbed into his arm by Mu Zifeng, and the whole arm was frozen instantly.

The young man was surprised, and decisively grabbed his arm with his other hand, shattered the ice and snow with spiritual power, turned the gun, Mu Zifeng showed an evil smile, Tai Chi out, the young man was shocked by this thing, the best opportunity had been missed, Mu Zifeng pulled back again.

The boy was injured, Mu Zifeng began to take the initiative to attack, attacking with the remaining eight phantoms, and the man snorted coldly: "There is a little means." ”

'Rain of guns. ’

Dozens of spear tips stabbed at several phantoms and Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng's body, this shot was shot in the crotch, but the phantom was shattered.

"It's a pity that in the face of absolute strength, fancy things are useless. ”

The young man took advantage of the situation to attack fiercely, Mu Zifeng was defeated and retreated, the sword in his hand was also broken, and a quarter of an hour had passed.

Gongsun Fengjing's right hand in the high place was already clenched into a fist.

Mu Zifeng took a deep breath, the two Tai Chi came out, blocked the young man's gun, and took out the life and death scroll, which was the first time he used it.

"Dead rolls, out. ”

The scroll of life and death floated into the air, and suddenly the entire ring darkened, and the young man who was entangled by Shuangtaiji saw the scroll of life and death above.

Shocked: "Dao Weapon, how is it possible, how can you comprehend Dao Weapon now." ”

Everyone saw the scroll of life and death, and even the middle-aged man looked sideways, his face full of incredulity.

The scroll of life and death shrouded the entire ring, and there was dead air everywhere in the ring, and hundreds of unjust souls made a terrible and piercing sound, and all the unjust souls looked at Mu Zifeng with hatred, they couldn't hurt him, and looked at the young man on the side, so they had to vent their grievances to him.

A golden light appeared on the young man's body, and he stood the spear in front of him, and a golden light curtain appeared.

The unjust souls were frantically attacking the golden light curtain, and a terrible voice came out.

The people outside the field couldn't see those souls, only Mu Zifeng and the boy on the field could see it, and they were very puzzled why the white pure boy didn't attack, but defended.

But the middle-aged man in the high place saw everything in his eyes, and thought in his heart: Is he really just a person who suddenly appeared without a background, at such an age, with such cultivation, and such understanding, in the mortal realm, even if he is a son of an immortal, it is difficult to have such an achievement.