Chapter 1138 Famous Circle

Zhao Tianmang had collapsed on the ground in despair, looking at the Zhao family, the broken corpses all over the place, these were all his clan members who had been bred for hundreds of years, and they just died like this!

Regret, despair, one wrong step, and ruin his life, Zhao Tianmang regretted in his heart, how could he obey the Zhu family's words to deal with Mu Feng!

And Mu Feng, looking at the countless people watching, his eyes were indifferent, and countless people were silent, they were all shocked by Mu Feng's ruthlessness.

"No matter what your background or origin, if you want to bully me, Mu Feng and my brothers, you'd better think about the consequences first. If you want to kill me, don't let me have a chance to live, otherwise you will die." One day, this sword will fall on someone's head!"

After Mu Feng finished speaking, the sword in his hand fell down, with a puff, blood spattered three feet, Zhao Tianmang was decapitated by the sword, and his body turned into a headless python corpse.

Countless people trembled when they saw this scene, especially the disciples of the Jin family trembled even more. Mu Feng's words were obviously intended for them.

Zhu Wu and the others also had gloomy and ugly faces.

Mu Feng did not immediately deal with the Zhu family and the Jin family. It took a long time and there were plenty of opportunities. Moreover, the selection of disciples in this city was infighting. The Zhu family's forces might ask the Imperial Demon Army to intervene.

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng!"

All Zhan Feng's people roared loudly, and looked at the young man with fiery eyes, and their eyes were full of admiration.

If it was said that what they admired before was Mu Feng's strength, obviously, they admired Mu Feng's character and friendship even more.

Charged to the crown and beheaded thousands of enemies.

Yao Chuan looked at Mu Feng's figure, his eyes were rosy, and he clenched his fists.

At this moment, who would dare to mention the matter of Mu Feng kneeling down to save someone? Only admiration, people, have the courage and endurance to bend over, and have the strength to be ashamed!

Can bend but not stretch, is a soft egg and incompetent

Just can't bend, it's a reckless man with a stunned head

Only by being able to bend and stretch can he become a generation of heroes!

Han Xin, a national scholar of the Han Dynasty, if he couldn't bear the humiliation under his crotch, who could have laid down this magnificent mountain and river for the Han ancestor?

Mu Feng burned and absorbed Zhao Tianmang's energy and blood, took his Qiankun ring, restored his human body, and left with Zhan Feng's men.

Countless people backed away to make way for a path, and looked at the silver-haired youth with awe-inspiring eyes.

I am afraid that after today, among the selected disciples, no one will know Mu Feng's name, and among the selected disciples, another person with the strength of a king will be born.

Many people even envied the Zhanfeng members who only had more than 30 people. Although Zhanfeng was small, there was such a loyal leader.

Feng Linhai, Lei Duanyue and the others watched Mu Feng leave in a complicated manner. Both of them had already cultivated to the realm of Tianpo. It also represents the qualification to have an equal dialogue with them.

Zhu Wu's eyes were cold and cold as he watched Mu Feng leave, he clenched his fists in shock, but there was also a trace of panic in his heart.

The members of the Jin family didn't even dare to visit Mu Feng, for fear that Mu Feng would suddenly attack them in a fit of anger.

Mu Feng and others returned to Zhan Feng's mansion, and the others began to rebuild the destroyed manor.

After Mu Feng returned, he immediately entered into a state of closed-door training.

Mu Feng looked directly into the space of his dantian, and he sighed slightly in his heart at the somewhat dim, cracked Lei Dan.

In front, when the power of the Thunder God Art was fully exploded, the Lei Dan was heavily loaded, and even the Qi of the natal alchemy was damaged. If Mu Feng used the Thunder God Art even more frantically, the Lei Dan would probably be shattered, and many years of practice would be wiped out.

"I can't be this crazy anymore"

Mu Feng sighed, and began to absorb the spiritual energy in the spirit stone, and the thunder power in the thunder crystal restored Lei Dan.

The power of the Thunder God Art is not weaker than the Shura Sutra. If Mu Feng really broke out with all his might, his combat power would probably increase many times.

And this battle quickly spread among the disciple selection circle in the city, and even many monks in the city knew about it.

"By the way, Mu Feng is amazing. In the realm of Linghai, he can actually destroy the king who condenses the soul of the sky. Dashang, he really produced a character who is comparable to the level of Tianjiao in my Vientiane Domain."

Some disciples selected from other regions exclaimed.

"Kill the King of Heavenly Soul in the Linghai Realm? Impossible, or he has already cultivated to break through the King Realm, and there is no half-step king who can gather Heavenly Soul."

Some people don't believe it.

"It's absolutely true. I've seen it with my own eyes. That Mu Feng is really powerful. He single-handedly killed thousands of monks from the Tianmang Gang, and hundreds of experts from the Yuanzong of Linghai. You haven't seen how powerful his thunder is. In the end, he killed Zhao Tianmang, the master of the sky python, and killed Zhao Tianmang's clan by himself, so cruel and merciless."

"Hiss...the shabby place of Dashang really produced such a genius!"

At this moment, the entire circle of disciple selection was spreading wild rumors about this battle, and Mu Feng became famous.

At the headquarters of the Fenglin battle group, a figure in Tsing Yi was sitting on a boat in a small lake, holding a fishing rod, fishing to temper his mood.

A figure lightly landed on the boat and saluted respectfully: "Brother Tian"

The person who saluted was none other than Feng Linhai. According to his age, he was older than Feng Lintian, but he had to respectfully call Feng Lintian Brother Tian.

The young man in the fishing shirt had an ordinary appearance, with delicate eyebrows, not very handsome, but his eyes contained a divine light and sharpness that people couldn't look directly at, and he had long light blue hair draped over his shoulders.

Upon closer inspection, the pair of fishing rods, which are white and tender like a woman's hands, including the fishing line, are actually formed by the condensed cyan energy, which is like a gossamer.

This person is none other than Feng Lintian, who is currently number one on the achievement list, the most outstanding genius among the selected disciples in the Vientiane Domain, and the arrogance of the Feng family.

At the same time, he is also known as the strongest disciple among the selected disciples of this generation. He has already reached the second level of the Heavenly Soul Realm in terms of cultivation alone, and his age is younger than many others.

"Fishing more with nothing to do, practicing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and having a calm state of mind at any time is of great benefit to spiritual practice"

Feng Lintian said as a lesson.

Feng Linhai should be, but he feels a little disdainful in his heart. This guy looks calm now, but when he gets angry, he is like a storm, crazier than anyone else.

"Tell me, what is it that makes you panic?"

Feng Lintian said, keeping his eyes on the silk thread where the energy was condensed.

"Among the disciples selected by Da Shang, there is an interesting guy named Mu Feng..."

When Feng Linhai talked about Mu Feng, Feng Lintian was slightly surprised after hearing it, and then said: "It must be possible to understand the true meaning of being able to kill a strong person in the Heavenly Soul King Realm with the Spiritual Sea Realm, but killing a person who condenses a kind of Transformation Realm Tianpo There is nothing amazing about a king, I can kill such a king with one move."

As soon as Feng Lintian finished speaking, he let out a soft drink and pulled the fishing rod. A fierce fish more than eight meters long was pulled up by his hair-thin Yuanli silk thread. With a flick of the fishing rod, the silk thread cut out. This elemental silk thread was like the sharpest blade, cutting the big fish in half instantly!

That fish, but a fierce fish with a cultivation level of Linghai, was easily killed by a wisp of primordial silk!

The fish carcass fell into the lake and was eaten by a group of predatory fish.

Feng Lintian got up, and said lightly: "Call all the disciples of the battle group to exercise!"