Chapter 744

On the ground below, there were corpses dripping with blood. The mountain wind blew past, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

"No, no...how is it possible, how is it possible..."

Mo Sha looked at the corpses all over the place, looked at the mountain forest stained red with blood, his eyes were full of horror and despair, more than seventy disciples of the Yuandan realm disappeared just like that!

There are thousands of disciples in Yuandan Realm of Wenshidian, and these seventy or so are nothing, but this group is the most talented young martial arts practitioners in Wenshidian. Many of them will become Yuanzong of Linghai Realm in the future , but now, it's all gone!

Mo Sha looked at Mu Feng whose whole body was stained red with blood, his eyes were full of despair and horror, more than half of the seventy people were killed by Mu Feng alone, the rest were Mu Kuang and Bai Ziyue Killed, Ren Yu also killed some.

Killing dozens of people of the same level by one person, is this still the combat power of the Yuan Dan realm? In this Qianlong event, who else is Mu Feng's opponent?

Mosha couldn't believe it.

And those dozens of Ren family disciples were equally astonished, looking at Mu Feng, looking at this blood-stained elegance, among the same rank, who is still his opponent?

What kind of character is this brother Feng that Mu Kuang is talking about?

But after thinking about it, it is also relieved, Mu Kuang's strength is already terrifying, and how could the strength of a person he respects so much be inferior.

Among the disciples of the Ren family, two of them looked at Mu Feng's figure, feeling a bit cold in their hearts, and they didn't even dare to look at Mu Feng.

These two people were exactly Ren Fei and Xue Gui who made Mu Feng feel sad during the assessment when Mu Feng went to Ren's house.

Ren Fei was also torn off by Mu Feng, but he was picked up by the pharmacist later. Now, Mu Feng's demeanor and combat power can only be looked up to by them, and they dare not show up for Mu Feng to see, for fear that Mu Feng will remember the past revenge ,

However, Mu Feng had already forgotten such little people, and now they are not qualified to be in Mu Feng's eyes.

"Are you scared, desperate?"

Mu Feng pinched Mo Sha with one hand, and his voice was as cold and indifferent as Jiuyou.

Mo Sha was so frightened that he looked at Mu Feng and roared in despair: "You are dead. After killing so many disciples of Wenshidian, Wenshidian will not let you go!"

"Hahahaha... the Temple of the Tattoo Master?"

Mu Feng laughed out loud, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

"Master Wendian has been with me for a long time. You came here with great fanfare, isn't it just to kill me? Master Wendian will not let me go, so why would I let Master Wendian go?"

"Arrogance, as long as you leave this Shengyuan Mountain, the masters in my palace will definitely kill you. I don't believe it. You have been hiding in Shengyuan Mountain for the rest of your life."

Mosha said angrily.

"I don't care whether I live or die from now on, but you can't see my future anymore"

Mu Feng said indifferently, exerting strength with five fingers.

Click...!

Mo Sha's throat was directly crushed by Mu Feng, Mo Sha stared at Mu Feng with wide eyes, blood gushed out of his mouth, staining Mu Feng's palm red.

As soon as Mu Feng let go, Mo Sha's body fell to the ground. He held his neck with both hands. The strong vitality kept him from dying. He wanted to take out the elixir from the Qiankun ring to feed himself, but his throat was pinched. It was broken, how could he swallow it.

Boom...!

Mosha's struggling body fell to the ground, his limbs twitched and his pupils dilated.

"No, you can't die, no..."

Mo Sha roared in his heart, he was going to become a genius of Linghai Yuanzong, how could he die here, he was not reconciled.

But in the end, the world in front of him turned into darkness, and even his soul was swallowed by the Shura Divine Jade.

As soon as Mu Feng stepped on the ground, a stream of blood flames swept out, burning all the corpses, turning into torrents of blood that filled the air.

"Little mad, take it"

Mu Feng said lightly.

Mu Kuang can also practice Luo Sutras, but absorbing blood and burning blood to refine his body, even Mu Kuang can do the body training formula of Myriad Tribulations Thunder God Jue. Otherwise, how could his physical practice be so fast? Not only his strong willpower and cause for effort.

"Mu Feng!"

In the outside world, seeing this scene, Tie Yan couldn't help letting out a roar, the terrifying Yuan force covered the void thousands of meters away, and an astonishing murderous aura turned into a blood-colored gust of wind that swept across the world.

All the disciples of Wenshidian who entered Shengyuan Mountain were killed by Mu Feng. This is the fresh blood of Wenshidian's era.

It will take another 20 to 30 years to train such a group of geniuses, consuming a lot of resources.

However, this group of people were almost all killed by Mu Feng, why wasn't he angry.

Many people who didn't know it looked at Palace Master Tie Yan in shock, not knowing why he was so angry and furious.

And Zhou Youwang, Jiang Wang, Bingxin Valley Master, Dongfang Hao and others all showed shock at this moment, and each of them had a look of shock in their eyes.

Naturally, they all saw that battle, the terrifying strength of Mu Feng, Mu Kuang, and Bai Ziyue, they all saw it.

"The strength of this kid is no longer in Yuan Dan realm! What kind of monster is he?"

"Terrible, what exactly has this kid cultivated, is it all the power of the Autumn Feather Pattern Code?"

Several martial arts kings were also shocked in their hearts.

"Quickly send an order to Zhou Jin so that he won't bring anyone to trouble Mu Feng."

"Tell Dongfang Yunxiao not to provoke Mu Feng again!"

A series of orders were issued here from these martial arts kings, and they were actually scared of being killed by Mu Feng.

"Monster, monster, that bloody energy, could it be that the blood star in the sky was him nineteen years ago?"

The Tianxing Pavilion Master also noticed the battle, looked at the blood-stained young man, and said in shock.

Nineteen years ago, he watched the sky at night, and in the sky, there were two blood stars that were extremely bright, one dimmed and disappeared, and the other rose strong.

The way of astrology, coincident with the number of lives, the astrology of a dynasty area, can infer some changes in fate and luck in this area.

"If this son is not dead, he will shake Zhou Wu in the future and set off a bloody storm!"

Old Man Tianxing's eyes were deep.

"Such an evil star, should it help it grow, or is it in the cradle of destruction? Is it Zhou Wu's calamity, or Zhou Wu's luck..."

The owner of the Tianxing Pavilion muttered to himself, their Tianxing Pavilion was an institution dedicated to watching luck and finding geniuses when the dynasty was still alive.

The dynasty is gone, and their organization has become a big force by itself.

Mo Sha's body was burning, and a powerful coercion and voice came from a sound transmission talisman, covering everyone.

"Mu Feng!"

This voice shook Mu Feng's mind, it was Tie Yan's voice.

With a move of Mu Feng's hand, the sound transmission talisman flew over, and he said calmly: "Master Tie Yan, long time no see, your son is dead, are you still mad?"

"Little bastard, you are courting death!"

An angry roar came from the sound transmission note.

"Stop howling, tell me something, I don't have time to listen to your old dog nonsense"

Mu Feng said indifferently, not giving the martial arts king any face.