"Brother Feng, although this Zhu Taichu is a seven-fold golden pill, it is not an easy person, the last time the righteous path was compared, I fought with it once, although I did not swallow the elixir, but I also used the condensation technique to defeat it. ”

"He is also proficient in a spell, called Spirit Shadow Step, and his body is extremely ghostly, you should be careful, don't follow his way......"

After Hua Feng heard Zhu Taichu's name, her eyes showed a strong worry.

Although he had heard from Wen San and a few people that Mu Wanfeng's strength could not be measured by the realm, he had never seen it used.

"Jin Dan Sevenfold, Spirit Shadow Step, I don't know if there is a chance to see it. Mu Wanfeng muttered to herself.

Hua Feng thought that he was arrogant, so he comforted him: "Brother Feng, this Zhu Taichu is just weird, and the full strength of the Jindan is also the eightfold strength of Jindan, if you are really invincible, take the initiative to admit defeat." ”

"With your talent, you will definitely be able to win the first place in the future righteous path competition, there is no need to stumble in this competition......"

Mu Wanfeng smiled, didn't explain much, and walked straight into the ring, leaving Hua Feng who couldn't help shaking her head.

"Mu Wanfeng, I really don't know where you got the confidence to dare to stand in this ring. Zhu Taichu on the other side looked at Mu Wanfeng with a mocking expression.

For this inexplicable hatred, Mu Wanfeng is very helpless, if it weren't for the strength of his heart, I'm afraid he would have been so inferior to these cynicisms that he didn't dare to go out.

He lazily raised his eyelids, looked at the man with a hooked nose, and said, "Your breath is heavier than athlete's foot, and I can stand up, and I have indeed mustered up courage and thought it through." ”

Zhu Taichu's face instantly became gloomy, and he said, "My mouth is powerful, but I don't know what to do with my hands." ”

Mu Wanfeng unhurriedly took out a spirit sword, glanced at him, and said, "I am also very good at kung fu in my hands, and even more powerful in bed, but it's a pity that you are a man." ”

"You!" Zhu Taichu trembled with anger.

He also knew that he couldn't fight Mu Wanfeng with his mouth, so he didn't say more, and rushed towards him in a flash.

After two days of recuperation, coupled with the effect of the elixir, Mu Wanfeng's injury was only barely half better, and he was unwilling to fight with him, and his body dodged away like a ghost.

Zhu Taichu pounced, his face showing a little surprise.

"You know how to do it?"

Mu Wanfeng rolled her eyes and said, "The dog pounced, I just got out of the way, do you call this a body method?"

The audience burst into laughter, and they could see clearly that Mu Wanfeng really just jumped away, not doing anything.

But it was precisely because of this that while they were laughing, they were also shocked by its speed, which was too fast.

Zhu Taichu's face was extremely ugly, and he roared, and the spirit sword kept dancing wildly in his hand, and for a while, dozens of sword qi slashed towards Mu Wanfeng.

The sword qi blocked Mu Wanfeng's left and right retreats, but it was scattered a lot.

Mu Wanfeng saw the opportunity, her body was like a spirit monkey, she dodged left and right, and easily dodged the attack.

Zhu Taichu watched the sword qi rub the tip of Mu Wanfeng's nose, but he just couldn't hit it, he felt that he was being treated as a monkey, and he was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched.

Facing a monk in the foundation building period, he didn't even want to use spells, let alone Spirit Shadow Steps.

It's not that I'm worried that others will say that he won't win, but even if he wins, his face will be gloomy.

His dignified disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion, how can he use a knife to kill chickens?

But if you don't use some means now, it is estimated that you can't even touch the corner of Mu Wan's windbreaker, and you have already lost face, and you can't take care of it a lot.

When the finger was pinched, a light body technique was applied to his body, Zhu Taichu glanced at Mu Wanfeng with a cruel smile, and the next moment he rushed out.

Mu Wanfeng's eyelids jumped, and the movements under her feet were a little faster, and Zhu Taichu threw herself into the air again.

"Mu Wanfeng!"

Mu Wanfeng tapped her toes lightly, and fell into the distance lightly, and smiled indifferently: "Throat, what do you have to say?"

Zhu Taichu said angrily: "How long are you going to hide?

Mu Wanfeng asked curiously: "The dog is chasing me and biting, don't I still run?"

Then he blinked again, and said seriously: "Look, you can't beat me, or ...... You're throwing in the towel, right?"

"You!" Zhu Taichu calmed down and said, "Don't be too complacent!"

As soon as his voice fell, his fingers pinched again and again, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped, like a cold winter wax moon.

"Freeze!"

Zhu Taichu let out a loud shout, and then centered on him, a cold aura spread to all sides, instantly filling the entire ring.

The sound of clicking was endless, starting from the soles of Zhu Taichu's feet, and a thick layer of cold ice spread to the edge of the ring.

The people in the audience, even from a distance, could feel the cold chill, and the breath they exhaled turned into white mist......

"Hmph, now, I'll see how you escape!"

Freezing is not very useful if used on a regular basis, and will not be affected by it as long as the opponent moves to the battlefield.

However, there are restrictions in the ring, Mu Wanfeng is only in the foundation building period, and he can't fly with the sword, his movements are affected by the cold, and he can't focus on his feet.

Zhu Taichu expected that Mu Wanfeng would definitely not be able to escape this time.

Mu Wanfeng stomped on the ice under her feet and frowned.

With the Thousand Mountains Secret Body, the cold aura was of little use to him, but the frozen ground under his feet would indeed hinder his movements.

Zhu Taichu stood in place, took out two spirit swords from the storage ring, and pinched the sword technique with his fingers.

Pulled by his qi, the four spirit swords first floated in front of Zhu Taichu's body, and then with a whoosh, they turned into four streamers and slashed towards Mu Wanfeng.

Mu Wanfeng's eyes froze, stomped on the ground, and after stomping on the ice, his body also let go.

However, when he fell, the slippery ice made him unable to stop his body and slid along the ice.

The four spirit swords were as dexterous as swallows, turning back in the air, cutting through the air and galloping towards Mu Wanfeng.

Mu Wanfeng wanted to dodge again, but it was too late, and she was forced to have no choice but to hold the spirit sword in her hand, and the Thousand Mountains Recipe was running in her body.

Boom!

After four consecutive shocks, the four spirit swords were thrown out, and Mu Wanfeng himself slid several feet again due to the huge force of the shock.

Not only that, but the huge force caused the injury in his chest to intensify, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out......

But those four spirit swords were like bones attached to the bones, and under Zhu Taichu's control, they turned back from the air again and stabbed towards Mu Wanfeng.

Mu Wanfeng parried again and again, accompanied by a violent cough, and the blood at the corners of her mouth flowed endlessly.

Zhu Taichu was worried about Ruan Hongyu's explanation, so his strength was controlled just right, which could not only hurt Mu Wanfeng, but also not knock him out of the ring.

After another while, in order to prevent Mu Wanfeng from taking the initiative to admit defeat, he withdrew the spirit sword.

He grabbed one of the spirit swords, like a cat playing with a mouse, and slowly approached Mu Wanfeng.

"Run! hahaha...... Mu Wanfeng, wasn't you arrogant just now? Can you jump around again and let me take a look?" Zhu Taichu's eyes were full of pride.

Hua Feng looked at this scene, shook her head and sighed.

After all, Mu Wanfeng is only the sixth-fold foundation, and he can persist until now in the hands of Zhu Taichu, who is the seventh-fold Jindan, and the talent he shows is enough to stand out from the crowd.

Let's ask the Shenzhou Continent, who can cross a big realm to fight, and can hold on for so long?

Throughout the ages, perhaps only that amazing genius can be compared, right?

Mu Wanfeng coughed violently in the ring, burying her head and spitting out a mouthful of blood, but the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, the corners of Mu Wanfeng's mouth curled more and more, and a faint purple qi climbed up the spirit sword from his arm.

After delaying for so long, he is just for this moment, under the carelessness of the other party, to win at the smallest cost.

After all, there are still many competitions ahead, and if the strength is exposed at the beginning, the opponent will definitely fight with him with the strongest strength.

Even if you win, it will definitely lead to aggravated injuries, and the subsequent competitions will be difficult.

He silently operated the sword technique of the Qinxin Purple Moon Sword, and a remnant of independent sword intent spread from his heart to his limbs.

Mu Wanfeng stood up suddenly, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, as if it was about to pierce this sky!

Zhu Taichu was startled, his footsteps froze instantly, and he instinctively felt that Mu Wanfeng at this time was very dangerous.

However, the arrogance in his heart forced him to refuse to retreat, so he only paused for a moment, then swept the spirit sword horizontally and rushed towards Mu Wanfeng.

The smile on the corner of Mu Wanfeng's mouth did not decrease, and in the place around him, he stepped on the sword trick in a row, and his momentum climbed to the extreme.

After a breath, Zimang was shining on his spirit sword, and the sharp sword intent momentum made Zhu Taichu feel chilled.

He wanted to use the Spirit Shadow Step to escape, but the arrow was on the string, and he couldn't make any other moves, so he had to bite the bullet.

Mu Wanfeng's momentum condensed, and all the sword intent was poured into the spirit sword.

In an instant, he moved, breaking through the air, breaking the restraints, breaking everything that dared to stand in the way.

A sword - listen to the red dust!

Bite!

With a crisp sound, Zhu Taichu was crushed by Mu Wanfeng's sword intent at the last moment, and after remorse, he put the spirit sword across his chest and resisted with all his might.

However, he found that the spirit sword in his hand was as weak as a weed and a strand of hair, and it was broken in two without insisting even a blink of an eye.

Mu Wanfeng's spirit sword deviated from an inch in an instant, and it suddenly stopped in front of Zhu Taichu's chest.

But that sharp sword intent, with the sword qi that was revealed, passed through the hall in Zhu Taichu's heart, and the castration continued.

A moment later, the purple sword qi struck the formation light shield, causing the light mask to sway, causing the ground to tremble, and the ruling elder was so shocked that he almost didn't bite his tongue.

This formation light shield, arranged in a special way, only works against attacks, and can defend against the full attack of the Purple Mansion Dual Realm cultivators.

Unexpectedly, under Mu Wanfeng's attack, there was such a violent turmoil, and the power of this sword can be imagined.

Mu Wanfeng glanced at Zhu Taichu, who was stunned, and knocked him out of the ring with a whip leg......

Hua Feng looked at the stage with a blank expression, the man in fluttering clothes, feeling that he had been deceived by Wen San and them.

Where is Mu Wanfeng very powerful, can't use the realm degree? This kind of perversion completely subverts cognition!

"Meow a wave!It's not human!" Hua Feng scolded regardless of her image.