The next moment, I saw a wicked smile on the corner of Mo Feiyu's mouth, and the other fist, at some point, also condensed three fist shadows, and then smashed towards Chen Ming's chest.

"Die!"

With a loud bang, Mo Feiyu smashed his fist on Chen Ming's chest, and the power of the spirit-level exercises all burst out at this moment.

Chen Ming's whole person was like a paper kite, even with a knife, he flew directly backwards more than two feet away, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ming'er!" Chen Zhen's face suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously stood up!

At the same time, Cheng Pu suddenly got up and looked at Chen Zhen with a smile.

Knowing that it was still inconvenient to make a move, Chen Zhen glared at Cheng Pu viciously, and sat down with a cold snort.

At this moment, Mo Feiyu in the field took the lead in moving, and he quickly took out a handful of talismans before Chen Ming got up from the ground, and threw it out again in the same way.

The arena was once again wrapped in white mist, mixed with various ice picks and fireballs.

In just a few breaths of time for the competition, Mo Feiyu had already thrown out a talisman worth thousands of spirit stones, and such a big stroke also made most of the people present dumbfounded.

"Taking advantage of Chen Gongzi's lack of getting up, he still attacked with a talisman, it's really despicable!"

"Hey, I think Mo Feiyu has done a very good job, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, this is what the decisive hero did!"

"Oh, this has thrown out more than 5,000 spirit stones, if I had so many spirit stones, I would have built a foundation a long time ago. What a loser!"

In the midst of people's discussions, Chen Ming finally stood up with difficulty, but what followed was a sky full of ice picks and fireballs.

Although he had the Red Flame Knife in his hand, Chen Ming couldn't urge his spiritual power to parry, so he could only stabilize his body, hold the Red Flame Knife tightly, and instantly condensed a giant knife shadow, blocking his entire body.

The next moment, Mo Feiyu also bullied forward at the same time, and without waiting for Chen Ming to react, Mo Feiyu clenched his fists with both hands, and the Dao Dao fist shadow quickly smashed towards the Red Flame Knife like a huge wave.

Next, the sound of "bang" in the entire martial arts arena continued, and Mo Feiyu actually shook the Red Flame Sword in Chen Ming's hand with his fist.

On the other hand, Chen Ming, although he had a high-level magic weapon in his hand, he was beaten back by Mo Feiyu one after another.

In the stands, a thin old man with bright eyes:

"Is this the power of the Spirit-level Exercises?"

The chubby young man on the side said with a wry smile:

"It's too strong, although it's also the fifth layer of Qi refining, I don't think I can even stop Mo Feiyu's punch!"

The next moment, under Mo Feiyu's punch, the Red Flame Knife buzzed and trembled, Chen Ming couldn't hold the handle of the knife for a while, and the Red Flame Knife came out of his hand, and was suddenly knocked out by Mo Feiyu.

The Red Flame Knife left his hand, Chen Ming was suddenly shocked, he couldn't care about resisting Mo Feiyu, and turned around to retreat to retrieve the Red Flame Knife.

It's a pity that Mo Feiyu didn't give him this opportunity, and at the moment when Chen Ming retreated, Mo Feiyu stepped forward again and punched Chen Ming's forehead.

Chen Zhen, who was not far away, saw that his son was in danger, and immediately showed anger on his face, slapped his big hand, and the whole person flew up and flew down towards Mo Feiyu.

"Boy, I think you dare!"

At the same time, Cheng Pu was naturally not idle, seeing Chen Zhen's move, Cheng Pu moved his feet, and he also flew up and jumped into the field.

Seeing Chen Zhen coming, Mo Feiyu snorted coldly, but he didn't spare his hand at all, and the strength of his hand increased a few points, and he punched Chen Ming's forehead.

Chen Ming was punched and flew backwards on his back, Mo Feiyu moved at his feet, quickly reached the position of a zhang behind Chen Ming, grabbed it with one hand, and grabbed the Red Flame Knife on the ground in his hand.

At this moment, Chen Zhen happened to land not far in front of Mo Feiyu and looked at Mo Feiyu viciously.

"Give me death!"

Chen Zhen raised his big hand and slapped a palm towards Mo Feiyu, instantly emitting a huge golden palm shadow.

Mo Feiyu's eyes condensed slightly, and he grabbed the Red Flame Knife and held it across his chest, just blocking the golden palm shadow.

Under one palm, Mo Feiyu took seven or eight steps back in a row, spitting blood from his mouth.

At this time, Cheng Pu happened to land beside Mo Feiyu and held Mo Feiyu's shoulder.

Chen Zhen didn't have time to care about anything else, so he hurriedly picked up Chen Ming on the ground and shouted with a slight cry.

"Ming'er!"

But it's a pity that Chen Ming at this time, his forehead is sunken, and he is obviously dead!

Chen Zhen was suddenly furious and shouted:

"Mo Feiyu, I want you to pay for your life!"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Zhen flew up, and his palms came out together, hitting Mo Feiyu.

Mo Feiyu smiled and did not move.

Cheng Pu on the side stepped forward and punched out, just blocking Chen Zhen's attack.

"Cheng Pu, do you want to be an enemy of my Chen family?" Chen Zhen said with an angry face.

Cheng Pu smiled and said:

"Master Chen, your son and Mo Feiyu are fighting to the death, and now that your son has been killed, you have to be willing to gamble and lose. Don't break the rules of the martial arts arena!"

At this moment, Zhang's family advocate Mao also jumped down and stood beside Cheng Pu, and Liu Fei, the head of the Liu family, also came at the right time and stood beside Chen Zhen.

Chen Zhen gritted his teeth, and finally retracted a little anger, he looked at Cheng Pu coldly and said:

"Okay, it seems that Wanbaolou and the Zhang family are determined to protect this kid!"

Cheng Pu smiled and said:

"I said this a month ago, my Wanbaolou does not allow anyone to hurt Mo Daoyou with unsightly hands!"

Chen Zhen looked at Cheng Pu with cold eyes, then looked at Mo Feiyu again, and said:

"Boy, you must not fall into my hands, or I will make your life worse than death!"

After speaking, Chen Zhen turned around and left.

At this moment, Mo Feiyu spoke lazily and said:

"Chen Zhen, I also remember the palm you just had, sooner or later I will kill you and destroy your Chen family!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present gasped at the same time, only thinking that Mo Feiyu, this kid on the eighth floor, was crazy, killed Chen Ming, and actually wanted to kill his son Chen Zhen.

Chen Zhen is an immortal cultivator of the ninth layer of Qi refining, and he has been calculating for decades, how can he be able to move as a teenager?

Chen Zhen's face was gloomy, he only paused slightly, but he didn't stop, and then walked away.

At this time, the stands were suddenly full of people, no one expected that Mo Feiyu would really kill Chen Ming, and many people speculated that this battle would definitely become a major focus of discussion in the immortal cultivation world in Qingniu City in the future.

At this time, Mo Qing'er quickly came to Mo Feiyu's side and hugged Mo Feiyu's arm:

"Brother, you're amazing!"

Mo Feiyu smiled slightly, but did not speak, but beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead, obviously not lightly injured.

At this time, Concubine Yun came and said to Mo Qing'er:

"He's injured, hurry up and take him to Wanbaolou!"

Mo Qing'er looked anxious, and hurriedly helped Mo Feiyu to walk towards Wanbao Tower.

There were Cheng Pu and Zhang Mao escorting them along the way, but no one dared to come forward to trouble Mo Feiyu.