Chapter 1196 Don't Dare to Fight

There were so many ants biting the statues to death, and so many demonic wolf warriors' violent bombardment, Mu Feng didn't dare to resist, so he flapped his wings to avoid the violent attacks and demonic energy that were rushing towards him.

Dodging this wave of attacks, Mu Feng, who was in the body of Shura Tianpo, turned back and entered again, directly turning into a stream of bloody flames and rushing into the group of demon wolf warriors.

His body is so powerful, and now he has turned into a Shura giant more than 30 meters high. His body blasted into the group of magic wolf warriors. Severed arm sprays, throws everywhere.

Mu Feng, who had grown into a huge body, struck out with a sword, and the Gusha sword became seven or eight feet in size. A 100-meter blood light shot into the crowd of wolves, and hundreds of people were torn and killed by the sword.

"Roar……!"

There were also many demon wolf warriors who roared and bombarded Mu Feng's Tianpo body, but their attacks were no longer successful, and could only leave a faint mark on Shura Tianpo's body.

Mu Feng punched out, and a violent blood-colored wave of fists came out of the huge fist. Three hundred waves of fists roared, and hundreds of werewolf warriors caught in the wave of fists were directly blasted, and the true meaning of blood swept across Then, these werewolves directly turned into blood and burned.

"Aowu..."

In the tribe below, tens of thousands of adult werewolves howled mournfully, stepped on the ground one by one, and charged up violently, all of them killed Mu Feng.

In this battle, the sea of ​​blood was rolling. In the sky, fragments of broken corpses kept falling like rain, and blood sprayed the sky.

More than an hour later, the last werewolf died in battle, and his body covered in blood fell to the ground, and his body was also cracked with bloodstains.

He alone killed seven thousand werewolf warriors, three wolf kings, and more than ten thousand ordinary werewolves!

Fighting one by one, more than 20,000 werewolves were slaughtered.

It is not for nothing that the king of the Tianpo Realm is called the enemy of ten thousand people.

In the Tafeng tribe, the bloody smell spread all over the place. In the tribe, the people who were being fed all looked at the figure tremblingly.

He alone had wiped out the countless werewolves who were invincible in their eyes.

As for Mu Feng, bloody smoke was billowing all over his body. He was comprehending and reminiscing about the previous battle, and at the same time, recovering his vitality.

And among his battle cards, he now has more than 80,000 battle points, and he still needs more than 10,000 battle points. With two magic pills of the Demon Wolf King, he can complete the basic assessment tasks.

After half an hour, Mu Feng recovered his blood energy and stood up.

"After two such battles, my true meaning of blood should be able to step into the realm of transformation."

Mu Feng thought to himself, Shura is a fighting race, the true meaning of blood belongs to the way of fighting and killing, fighting and killing is the fastest way to realize the true meaning of blood.

A sword split open the iron fence, Mu Feng didn't talk nonsense with these people, a wave of Yuan force wrapped thousands of human races, dragged thousands of people into the air, and flew back.

Mu Feng fights alone, while other members of Zhanfeng go together, with the purpose of honing their cultivation, hunting and killing the wolf clansmen, and earning battle results at the same time.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, another three months passed.

In Linyuan City, the news that Feng Lintian was going to challenge Mu Feng had been released for three months, but Mu Feng did not respond at all. Mu Feng's reputation of bullying the weak and fearing the hard-bodied had already spread throughout the world under the propaganda of the Zhu family. The entire Linyuan City was destroyed.

As the sun was setting, a figure, covered with a mottled ancient sword, walked barefoot on the Demon Wolf Field like an ascetic monk.

There are monsters that sneak up on him, and he can kill them by raising his hand and condensing a sword glow.

This person is naturally Mu Feng.

In the past three months, he didn't practice too deliberately to cultivate Yuanli, his skill didn't increase much, and he spent more time on the cultivation of true meaning.

His true meaning of blood has reached the small completion of the realm of transformation, his true meaning of sword has also reached the small completion of the true meaning of thunder, and the true meaning of thunder has also reached the small completion of the realm of transformation.

The whole journey of cultivation is based on Yuanli, and the practice of Taoism is the stepping stone to break through the realm.

According to the legend, if the king of the Heavenly Infant Realm wants to break through to that realm, the first condition is to understand the mystery with true intentions and grasp a trace of the power of the laws of heaven and earth.

Many kings have practiced for a lifetime, and their Yuanli cultivation has reached the peak, but they just can't break through, that is, they can't practice Taoism, they can't understand the mystery, and they can't enter the heavenly infant realm.

And Mu Feng's combat exploits on the battle card on his waist had already reached an astonishing number of 180,000. No fewer than fifteen Demon Wolf Kings died in his hands, and an astonishing blood energy had accumulated in the Shura Divine Jade.

"It's time to find an opportunity to go back and bring everyone from the Zhou Wu Dynasty here."

Mu Feng murmured, "It's been more than two years since I came out, and I don't know what happened to the people under his command in the Zhou Wu Dynasty.

There are some things that he should go back and deal with.

And there is still a year and a half before the end of the assessment. During this time, he can do many things. Cultivation is only a part of life, not all.

The purpose of practice is only for a more wonderful life.

Ordinary people, too, work hard to make money for a more exciting life, not for making money.

When Mu Feng returned to Linyuan City, many passers-by looked at Mu Feng's figure with scornful expressions.

"Isn't this Mu Feng? After hiding for more than three months, did he finally dare to come back?"

"Hey, he must have thought that Feng Lintian had forgotten to challenge him."

"It's really useless. I used to think he was a character, a man, but I didn't expect that he was also a bullying and fearful person. He only dares to play prestige on people who are weaker than him."

Many monks who came and went pointed and commented on Mu Feng.

Mu Feng's eyes and ears are so good, the words of these people have fallen into his ears.

Mu Feng's face was calm, and his mood was normal. He probably guessed that he entered the magic wolf field to practice, and was misunderstood by others as avoiding fear of war.

Feng Lintian, Mu Feng really didn't take it to heart.

"Yo, isn't this Mu Feng, you are willing to come back"

But at this time, a slightly sarcastic voice came, and a group of figures walked by, seeing Mu Feng stop and sneer.

This group of people are all members of the Suzaku battle group, and one of them is the king of the Zhu family, who was taught by Mu Feng that day, named Zhu Bin.

"Mu Feng, you have been hiding in the Demon Wolf for more than three months, and you finally dared to come back."

Zhu Bin looked at Mu Feng and sneered.

"I'm defeated, what right do you have to talk to me?"

Mu Feng said indifferently.

Zhu Bin got angry when he heard the words, and snorted coldly: "That's right, you only dare to be majestic in front of us. Feng Lintian wants to challenge you, why don't you dare to fight?"

Mu Feng laughed when he heard the words, and said, "Don't dare to fight? Who does Feng Lintian think he is? If he wants to fight, I, Mu Feng, will fight with him? You have a hole in your head, right?"

"How dare!"