Chapter 92 Genius

The five-meter-long starlight flying wings spread out and gently incited. Mu Zifeng's body suspended in mid-air, with stars flowing around him and thousands of weather.

In half a month of practice, the flying wings of Xingmeng finally reached the limit. Although it was much weaker than the six wings of the take-off star ancestor, Mu Zifeng could no longer condense it before he advanced again.

As soon as his mind moved, he turned into a purple light and circled in mid-air. His body was as flexible as a crane and flew like an eagle. It took half an hour for Mu Zifeng to restrain his wings and land on the mountain. He looked up at the vast starry sky. I don't know how big this sleeping world is, and how many secrets are hidden in it?

"Calculations the time, tomorrow should be the day to return. I don't know how many people will fall here this time." Mu Zifeng sighed and stood on the mountain all night. When the starry sky disappeared, he went down the mountain and returned to the city.

I haven't come back for half a month. There are many more people in the city, but everyone is like a big enemy. Some of them are seriously injured, some have a strong breath, and there are many martial arts masters who break through the limit.

Walking into the restaurant, Mu Zifeng found seven more familiar faces in it, all of which were warriors under the command of the fifteenth master. When they saw Mu Zifeng, they got up and bowed.

"See the leader."

"They are all our own brothers. Don't be polite." Mu Zifeng smiled and then looked at Shi Tianqi and Phantom Marquis. Their injuries had completely recovered and their breath was slightly improved.

"Where's the Flying Star Ancestor?"

Everyone's faces suddenly changed, and they were ugly and frightened.

"Your Excellency, during your absence, Feixing's ancestor has killed nearly 30 martial arts masters, and... and gave them..." Shi Tianqi did not go on, but Mu Zifeng has understood what was going on.

Flying Star Ancestors not only killed those martial arts masters, but also must have devoursed their spirit and blood. This super demon's method makes these genius warriors soulless and frightened every day.

"It's not bad. She has been very restrained. Otherwise, this city would have become a dead city long ago. Mu Zifeng said flatly without any unexpected expression. He immediately sat on the chair with a knife and thought for a moment before suddenly asking, "Is Yun surname the royal surname of the Sun and Moon Empire?"

Yun Feihai nodded quickly and said, "In the Sun and Moon Empire, the surname of Yun is the royal family, and ordinary people can't take the surname of Yun. Unless they are marquises of the opposite sex, they are often given the surname of Yun. However, in a royal turmoil two or three hundred years ago, many disciples surnamed Yun left Kyoto and spread branches and leaves everywhere. Now they are just a branch of the royal bloodline.

Mu Zifeng nodded, and there were more doubts in his heart.

"When are we leaving?" The voice of the Flying Star ancestor sounded, and those martial arts masters were excited almost at the same time. Their eyes condensed at the door and knelt down to worship one after another.

"It's all over. Get out of here." Feixing's ancestor waved his hand, and those masters did not dare to stand aside respectfully.

Flying Star Ancestor sat opposite Mu Zifeng. She raised her right palm and looked a little proud. "Although I have not yet understood the essence of the golden body of the heavenly demon, I have figured out a little meaning of the great demon hand. These days, I have benefited a lot from practicing those little. Not only is the innate realm completely stable, but also the power has broken through to a new level.

"This is the transmission induction stone of the Holy Yuan Empire, and you wear it on your body." Mu Zifeng threw out a small stone with a thumb, which was obtained from the warrior who was shocked by himself. "There is a saying that you should keep in mind that you can do whatever you want here, but once you reach the upper world, there are many strong people who are more powerful than you, and even one finger can poke you to death. You don't If you want to die early, you should use less magic hands. People's hearts are greedy.

Seeing that Mu Zifeng was not joking, Feixing's ancestor nodded.

"This time, I have got a total of 26 heavenly martial arts, 110 local martial arts, commander, how to deal with these?" Shi Tianqi put the packaged martial arts secrets on the table and asked with some greedy eyes. Even if there are not so many heavenly martial arts in their poetry mansion, it is normal for martial artists to get one or two if they are lucky, but it is very rare to get so many at once, and they have never even heard of them.

"The Yun brothers, the poetry house, and the fifteenth master can all print a copy, and I want to keep the original myself."

"Ah, my lord, do you mean that all heavenly martial arts can be printed?" Yun Feiyang was so surprised that they only practiced heaven-level martial arts before they stole the king-level martial arts meteorite dragon whip. After Mu Zifeng taught them the skill of crossing the cloud, they were already very satisfied, and they could not think of the secrets of heavenly martial arts.

"I got a book of king-level martial arts from you. What's the point of rubbing on this heavenly martial arts for you?" Mu Zifeng thought so, but he didn't show it on his face. "Time is tight. You can start now."

In about three hours, all the rubbings were completed. At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside, and there were sparse screams at the beginning, but the more screams there were in the back.

The outside was completely chaotic. Mu Zifeng winked at a master behind him. The man immediately bowed down and went out to investigate. After a while, he hurried in and whispered, "Your excellency, it was Lie Wulei who surrounded the trial disciples of other empires with a group of genius warriors. Shall we take action?"

The fifteenth master has secretly trained a large number of warriors, which has long been made public. This time, when he entered the imperial arsenal to test, those people will naturally not be few.

"It's close to returning, why do they want to kill?" Mu Zifeng was a little unhappy.

"This is the practice at the end of each trial. Those who can survive and gather in various towns will have more or less opportunities. So at this time, you can get more treasures. My lord, since it's already messy outside, we just..."

Mu Zifeng stared, and the warrior couldn't help shivering and bowed back aside.

Another hour passed, the fighting outside gradually calmed down, and a group of bloody warriors walked into the restaurant. Each of them is very young, and the oldest will not be more than 30 years old. Everyone wears the same martial arts uniform and has a word 'lie' embroidered on their chest.

There should always be thirteen people in this group. Mu Zifeng glanced at them strangely. They should have entered here alone through the transmission array. At present, a man, with a high forehead and a straight nose, with a long and narrow knife on his back, and the scabbard is covered with blood. In particular, his eyes faintly flashed with a silver light, which should be a very special martial art practice.

"I didn't expect to meet the leader here. It's really a pleasure to meet you. Lie Wulei held Mu Zifeng's fist slightly, and then his eyes swept over the rest of the people one after another. Except for the breath of the Flying Star Ancestor, which made him feel a little doubtful, he swept over and the corners of his mouth slightly. Obviously, he did not look at these people in his eyes.

These genius warriors are all martial arts masters, and everyone's breath is extraordinary, and the weakest ones break the limit of power. In particular, Lie Wulei seems to have the same strength as Ningdong. These people don't know how to cultivate it. No wonder they started to kill as soon as they arrived here, and they were arrogant.

Mu Zifeng just nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes to ignore him. Such a person is not worthy of deep friendship.

Seeing Mu Zifeng's unreasonable posture, those fierce warriors were obviously angry.

"Humph, is the leader who looks down on us? Or don't you pay attention to us?" A thin master's eyes emitted a fierce light.

"He is the leader of the prison camp appointed by the fifteenth master, so he naturally has some ability. We heard a lot of rumors about him as soon as we got out of the customs, but it was just a rumor. If you really have the ability, why didn't you take action just now? Another martial arts master said strangely.

"What did Jin Yuwei count? The fifteenth master is the true son of heaven. In the future, he will be the son of heaven who will hold the sacred weapon of the empire. We will all be close servants of the emperor. He is the supreme figure who commands Jin Yuwei and leads many ministers and workers. Don't be as knowledgeable as the leader, so as not to leave a tongue for others.

The speaker's tone was even more vicious. What Mu Zifeng said was perfect, and everyone's face changed greatly. They all knew Mu Zifeng's methods and how terrible the woman sitting next to him was. They were afraid of poor service. They didn't expect those talented warriors of the martyrs to be so arrogant. I'm afraid they will die here because of the anger of the two ancestors.

They all looked carefully at Feixing Laozu and Mu Zifeng, and they seemed to be unmoved.

"Shut up. There is no place for you to talk here. We are all slaves who work for the fifteenth master. Just do your own thing." Lie Wulei shouted in a low voice. He stared at Mu Zifeng with a pale face and sat on the other side with those fierce warriors.

"Let's sort out all the martial arts secrets that everyone will get and give them to the fifteenth master after returning, which is the first generous gift given to him by our martyr genius martial artists."

Soon a book of martial arts secrets was piled up on the desktop, and the results were obtained after a little sorting them out.

"Lead, there are 13 heavenly martial arts and 79 local martial arts."

Lie Wulei nodded with a smile and seemed to be satisfied with the result. He looked at Mu Zifeng and others again, which was a provocation and a kind of speechless disdain.

"Lead, there are seven commanders of Jin Yuwei who came to the trial this time. Except for the commander of the Heavenly Prison Camp who is still alive, the other six commanders don't know how to live and die?"

Lie Wulei hummed softly, "Those are all wastes that have no chance to impact the atmosphere. It's better for them to die. At that time, I will choose six talented martial artists among you to make up for them. In this genius competition, you should all perform well, so as not to live up to the trust of the fifteenth master.

"Yes, leader."

When night fell, the purple star hung, and Mu Zifeng, who had been closing his eyes and nourishing, opened his eyes. He took out the thumb-sized teleportation stone from his arms. At this moment, he was gently vibrating, rippled a circle of light waves, and the time to return was finally arrived.