Chapter 171 Another Punch

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree.

Feng Wuzi, who ranked ninth, was defeated by one punch and lost all his courage and ran away directly.

Mu Zifeng reached out and grabbed it, and the two ice and fire swords fell into his hand. After carefully looking at them, they were both first-class swords, and then entered the space ring.

"I didn't expect that Brother Mu still had space to ring. It's really awesome."

"You fart, not the space ring is powerful, but Brother Mu's fist powerful."

"Wu Yafeng lost his face this time, and the most famous demon genius disciple couldn't even catch a punch, alas."

There was an uproar and discussion around.

"So far, which brother and sister wants to challenge me in the future, first weigh your own strength." Mu Zifeng was about to leave, but he saw a light burst out of the crowd, and in an instant, he reached the center of his eyebrows.

Moving ten meters horizontally and avoiding the sword, Mu Zifeng looked at the thin man in front of him with a bad face.

"Who are you?"

"The thorn." The thin man's mouth moved slightly, and the sound was like being strangled. His eyes were black, black like a bottomless hole, and there was no light.

The sixth evil genius has practiced a king-level martial arts, shadowless and intangible skills. It is rumored that if this assassination skill is cultivated to the limit, the whole person's breath can be 100% restrained. If you close your eyes, even if this person stands in front of you, you will not feel it at all.

This stingling has completed many difficult tasks with this assassination technique. His overall strength may be stronger than the fifth and fourth.

"Don't you feel annoyed?" Mu Zifeng was really angry. Just now, he still had a trace of kindness to Feng Wuzi. After all, they were all Lingshan disciples. He slapped her and killed her, and also gave the rest of the people a vigilance.

What he said was a small conspiracy to strangle some people who were ready to move.

I didn't know that this thorn still jumped out.

Mu Zifeng has been exposed to the art of assassination, and the Shi Tianqi has been inherited from the art of assassination. The boy likes a silent cultivation, and his first failure was defeated by Mu Zifeng's fist.

"Defeat you, your flying weapon belongs to me." The thorn still has that immortal expression, "You won't refuse, because you have defeated me, and I can give you the invisible secret book. As an assassin, the faster I am, the more powerful I can assassinate. As long as I refine the first-class flying magic weapon, my strength can rank in the top three. Even if the assassination is not successful, you can escape.

His words are indeed very **.

Unparalleled speed and strange assassination techniques can indeed improve a person's strength by several levels.

Thousands of disciples around held their breath, and they all wanted to see how powerful Brother Mu was.

"Do it." Mu Zifeng's arms drooped, stable, and relaxed. However, an unnoticed light flashed in his eyes, and everything in front of him became clear. He saw the forces of heaven and earth flowing around and changing with everyone's breathing.

He saw that there were dozens of people among those onlookers, and it was no problem to have 300,000 pounds of attack power.

Especially this thorn, although he restrained the breath in his body, there was a dark light in the hole in his eyebrows, and there seemed to be a faint blood around the light.

"A sword is traceless."

The magic sword in the hand of the thorn did not have any reflection. His speed was very fast. In the eyes of all the disciples around him, his figure suddenly disappeared. Before he could react, he saw that the sword had reached Mu Zifeng's throat.

The art of assassination is one hit and one kill.

However, in Mu Zifeng's eyes, the opponent's sword blade and the sword's assassination trajectory are still clearly revealed, which is the mysterious ability contained in qi and blood.

With a palm, the palm of the palm was gently shaken to resist the killing move of the sting.

"Lightning kills the soul."

The sword in the hand of the thorn made a light sound, leaving a shadow. The blade of the sword had stabbed Mu Zifeng's eyebrows to kill his soul with a sword.

It's so fast that everyone can't breathe. Such a speed, such a means, I'm afraid others have been in a different place.

With a jingle, Mu Zifeng blocked the opponent's killing move again.

"Shadow to kill the sword."

Eight identical thorns suddenly appeared around Mu Zifeng, and everyone blocked one space, blocking all the dead holes and all the retreats of Mu Zifeng.

This is the biggest killing move in invisible shadow art. One person is divided into eight shadows, and everyone's breath and power are connected, which makes it difficult to distinguish which is the ontological and which is the illusion. As long as you make a wrong judgment, you can't save your life.

Mu Zifeng did not panic at all. His eyes were still staring at the thorn in front of him, and his right palm was blocked in his heart.

Sparks burst out, extremely gorgeous and eye-catching.

The eight shadows combined, and the thorns retreated dozens of meters in a row. His face finally changed, very pale, and his thin body was still trembling slightly.

The attacks just now were completed in a few breaths, but even one of the opponent's palms failed to break through.

"You lost and handed over the invisible secret." Mu Zifeng looked at his palm and there was a faint blood mark, but it soon healed.

After a few heavy breaths, he slowly regained his composure and shook his head and said, "You haven't defeated me yet. I heard that you even suppressed a bone demon king in the heavenly realm. I'm not talented. I want to learn your real power.

"boring."

The thorn doesn't feel bored. His biggest dependence can't even cut off a cold hair from the other party, so he won't leave so depressed. The uniform on his body swelled, and a magnificent force spread around. That power is strong enough to kill the ancestors of ordinary heaven and man, and it is still improving.

The disciples around retreated one after another, and the power was too powerful and overwhelming.

800,000 jin attack power, 900,000 jin attack power, million jin attack power.

Such power can't be done by ordinary ancestors.

"Mu Zifeng, let everyone see your strength, boom."

The whole platform trembled violently, like a hill hitting Mu Zifeng, and everyone held their breath.

Mu Zifeng stimulates Qi and blood, and his whole body is magnificent and straight. The power in the palm is shaken, and the body rushes, like a white tiger crossing the forest, like a dragon going to sea, like a flying eagle pounce on a rabbit.

A body combines three forms of boxing.

One punch.

Another punch.

Mu Zifeng's punch is like a hurricane, like a tsunami, like a landslide. This is a kind of power, sweeping everything.

The attack of the thorns seemed very weak in front of him. It collapsed in an instant and stepped into the footsteps of the wind dancer.

Mu Zifeng is like a giant beast at this moment. Every step he takes is shaking the mountain. The fist stopped at the chest of the thorn, and his clothes and hair were all rattling, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

There is a dead silence above Wufeng.

After a long time, the thorn opened his eyes. The bean-sized sweat rolled down his forehead, and his face changed again and again. He said in a low voice, "Why don't you be cruel?"

Mu Zifeng blew his fist, smiled and said, "You are more honest than Feng Wuzi. You know that you will pay the price if you fail, so before you take action, you said the result of failure. A frank man's heart is not bad, but you still lose.

The thorn's lacquer-like eyes stared at Mu Zifeng for a moment. He reached out and threw a crystal. "You're also very good. I don't have any friends, but you are a good choice."

"If you want, you can go to Dantang to find me at any time." Mu Zifeng put away the crystal and said, "Say goodbye."

He believes that the thorns have been defeated in his own hands, and no one will brazenly go to Dantang to make trouble for the time being. He flashed to the little girl and said with a smile, "Take me to see your sister Yunqing."

Although Wufeng's last two wars have ended, the onlookers around him are still talking about it. Mu Zifeng's strength is obvious to all, and the power of that punch is simply earth-shaking.

The little girl's name is Youyou, and she comes from Jianzong. Mu Zifeng grabbed her arm and flew quickly. Jianzong was on the main peak of Lingshan, among which the masters were like clouds, and the talented disciples grabbed a lot, which was one of the most powerful branches of Lingshan.

"Youyou, why don't you talk?"

"Well, I'm really good at pretending, big liar, big bad guy, ignore you." The secluded man was stingy and pouted his head and twisted his head aside.

"Well, am I so bad?" Mu Zifeng was really speechless. He felt that he was good enough.

After flying for two hours, they landed at the foot of the mountain, where there was also a ladder similar to climbing the cloud platform. However, it is the hundreds of ancestors who guard the ladder.

"The little princess is back. Is Wu Feng fun? What about the senior sister who went out with you?

A figure flashed out, an ancestor of heaven and man, with a smile on his face.

"It's not funny at all. What a bullshit genius has exerted his strength, but he can't even punch others."

"Oh, who made our little princess so angry? Many of those geniuses have a false reputation, and it's okay to lose.

He looked up at the heavenly ancestor and said, "Top ten evil geniuses, how many can you fight?"

"They are all holy sons, and their strength is abnormal. Naturally, I am not an opponent." The ancestor said with some embarrassment.

"The ninth-ranked Fengwuzi was punched away, and then the sixth-ranked thorn was also defeated by someone. What do you think is the meaning of such a battle?" After Youyou finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Mu Zifeng, "Big bad guy, let's go."

"Oh, my little princess, who is this brother? No one can enter this main peak. Wait a minute, and I'll review his identity."

"Cut, he is a pervert who defeated those two famous fishermen with two punches. Don't make him angry. It's okay to offend him. In case even Dantang is offended, it will be troublesome if you want to change the elixir in the future. After saying that, Youyou ran up.

All the ancestors were stunned and looked at Mu Zifeng with some awe.

"In the lower Dantang Mu Zifeng, I saw all the ancestors."

"Well, Brother Mu, please."

Mu Zifeng didn't want them to be embarrassed. He smiled and rushed up and took them into the main peak of Lingshan Mountain.