Chapter 100 Stepping Under Your Feet

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Mu Zifeng's calmness made Mu Gang finally lose his patience. His sword sounded long and a thin sword came out of his back. With a sword, Mu Gang entered a wonderful state. He seemed to incarnate into a sword out of its sheath, which was extremely sharp.

"This is sword. No wonder the Roar King wants to take him as an apprentice. I really didn't expect him to have such a talent for sword." Mu Zifeng was also slightly surprised to see the sword spirit emanating from him. It seemed that he could take a year to make rapid progress to become a martial arts master, which was not entirely lucky, and his potential still occupied a large part.

The understanding of a swordsmanship is at the beginning, then the sword force, followed by the sword meaning. Ordinary warriors can understand that the sword power is already very strong, and it is very rare to understand the sword meaning.

The meaning of swordsmanship is the essence of swordsmanship, and one can be all kinds of people. Even if such a character practices another swordsmanship, it will be easy to master its essence.

"I will trample you under my feet, humiliate you, break your limbs, turn you into a human, and send you to Mufu in Hexi. Then cut off your head in front of all the Mufu people and make everyone despair before death. Mu Gang stabbed out with a sword, and suddenly a strange roar sounded, which sounded like a waterfall hanging in the air and hitting the boulder. The sky is majestic and magnificent, which makes people afraid to hear it.

The sword was very fast, but Mu Zifeng did not move at all. He stretched out his hand like lightning and grabbed it. His body was now tough, and he rushed vigorously and missed the sword.

Mu Gang attacked more than 30 swords in a row. The sword was fatal, but it was calmly resolved by Mu Zifeng. The power of his hands made everyone around him breathe cold, and his hands were the strongest weapon.

"All beasts are running."

Mu Gang's sword changed, soared in the air, hovered in mid-air, and launched a more fierce attack on Mu Zifeng. The roaring swordsmanship immediately became manic and violent, and the sound of the sword was like beasts galloping, the earth was trembling, and the sky was changing color.

Each sword has condensed 150,000 catties of great power, almost stimulating its potential.

Mu Zifeng looked up, connected his hands, and moved his body in a narrow space. He was not in a hurry. He would always easily resolve the roaring swordsmanship at a critical moment.

"Awesome, what a great guy." The female envoy's eyes exuded light, and the rest of the practicing ancestors also nodded slightly. There was only one obscene-faced ancestor and a slightly crescent ancestor whose faces were solemn and gloomy, and they watched the evolution of the war.

"Thousands of mountains and rivers"

"Flying Meteor"

"Wanjian contends"

Mu Gang became more and more frightened. He used his roaring swordsmanship to the limit, but under such a fierce attack, he could not even break through Mu Zifeng's defense.

"I'll fight with you." Mu Gang's sword in mid-air changed again, and a sword stabbed down. He condensed the true spirit of Dantian all over his body and tried his best to break through Mu Zifeng's defense.

"You are not qualified to get out of here." Mu Zifeng's palm power shook, and his whole hand burst into jade light. His five fingers grabbed the blade, and the spiral suddenly broke out. I saw that the thin sword was like a rolled twist, and Mu Gang's figure was uncontrollable.

In an emergency, Mu Gang withdrew his sword and pushed it, trying to fly out with the help of attack power. However, Mu Zifeng flicked casually, and his fingertips hit the hilt of the sword. He collapsed sharply and saw a light flashing. The sword crossed a distance of several meters and penetrated Mu Gang's shoulder with a bang.

The collapse was too domineering, with a spiral force, which suddenly blew up Mu Gang's shoulder. The muscle broke and the shoulder bone was smashed. The true air immediately fell disordered and fell to the ground.

Mu Zifeng moved under his feet and arrived in front of him. He didn't want to turn his palm directly. The wide right palm hit his forehead, and the softness immediately turned into thousands of destructive forces and rushed into the other party's body.

With a bang, Mu Gang's legs knelt on his knees, two deep pits appeared on the ground, and his calf skin broke. Mu Zifeng's power was like a mountain, which made him unable to straighten up. His spine was also broken several times under the attack of the dark force, and his whole body was out of control.

This scene happened so fast that before everyone woke up, the tragedy had already happened

"Ah..." Mu Gang's scream finally woke everyone up.

"Mu Zifeng, how dare you kill me? You don't want to die. My master, my uncle will kill you with his own hands and turn Mufu into hell on earth.

At this time, Mu Gang did not forget to threaten Mu Zifeng, hoping that he would not dare to be the last killer.

Mu Zifeng curled the corners of his mouth, and then incited him to the ground. He stepped on his face with one foot and slowly**ed.

Mu Gang's whole body was unable to be strong. That kind of humiliation made him have no energy to cry, and he only made a whining sound.

"Kid, since you have won, why don't you let people go?"

At this time, there was a gloomy voice from the high platform, and everyone stared at it and was shocked. That old man was Mu Gang's master. When he saw his own disciples losing their dignity in front of so many people, he finally couldn't help saying.

Mu Zifeng turned his head and looked at him faintly, with a trace of doubt on his face: "Who are you?"

Damn, a large number of people have been blown up. Standing on the high platform are all practicing ancestors, and Mu Zifeng even asked this. Isn't this asking for trouble?

"You must not be rude, Zifeng, this is the roaring king. Since you won, let that Mu Gang go." This time, he came forward to explain the fifteenth master. On the surface, he was scolding, but in fact, he was reminding him in disguise.

"I offended the Roar King. Let's see how bold he is to let go."

"Oh, the roaring king is cruel. Mu Zifeng seems to be unlucky."

Under everyone's different minds, Mu Zifeng hesitated a little and seemed to recall. Finally, he shook his head and said indifferently, "I don't know. I haven't heard of it."

After saying that, he exerted a little force under his feet and stimulated Mu Gang's voice softly, which immediately doubled his screaming voice.

Everyone around was silent. They all looked at the always calm figure with strange, awe, admiration and disdainful eyes.

There are only a few practicing ancestors of the Shengyuan Empire, each of whom has been dominant for countless years. Their status is respected, and tens of millions of people and hundreds of millions of people worship them. However, Mu Zifeng used the words 'I don't know, I haven't heard of' to prevaricate the fifteenth master, which is undoubtedly slapped the Roaring King loudly in front of all the ancestors, all the genius disciples, and all the masters of foreign skills.

This slap confused the roaring king.

"Good boy, this guy is really fearless." Wang Qiang couldn't help laughing. Now it's a good show.

Feng Yuwang moved his lips and shook his head gently. Finally, there was a trace of pity in his eyes. "This boy is really good. If he can still get married with Ronger, it would be a great blessing for my poet."

"Roaring King, please calm your anger and don't be like the younger generation." The fifteenth master's heart was full of joy. After so many days of aggrievedness, he could finally take a good breath.

The roaring king's face turned pale and snorted coldly. In his eyes, Mu Zifeng and his family were dead.

Mu Zifeng stepped on Mu Gang's face and looked at Ling Ge, who was restless in his seat.

"Ling Ge, you were in collusion with this slave that day. Now I'll give you another chance. You can stop me three moves and let you take him away. I don't think I can let your master take action, can I?

Mu Zifeng blocked Ling Ge's back road with one sentence, so that he had to bravely go to the stage. If he doesn't take the stage, the Roaring King will definitely make him worse than death, but once he takes the stage, the winner is unknown. But there are still opportunities. If you only resist three moves, as long as you go all out, you may still have seven or eight points.

Ling Ge is also a martial arts master, but his breath is a little weaker than Mu Gang.

"Ling Ge, if you can't resist three moves, you don't have to step down again." The roaring king said coldly on the high platform.

Ling Ge's frightened face suddenly turned pale, and bean-sized sweat rolled down.

Mu Zifeng frowned. He turned his head to look at the almost obscene roaring king and said unhappily, "This is my enmity with Ling Ge. Don't be crooked and roll away. When I see you look like that, I feel very uncomfortable.

Quiet, deadly quiet.

Everyone thought they had heard it wrong. The roaring king, the high-ranking ancestor, was actually scolded by a warrior in the Pannirvana and asked him to roll away. Although he is ugly, there is no need to insult him so much in front of so many people.

The sky has changed, and it has completely changed.

King Duanjiang swallowed his saliva, rubbed his fists and palms, grinned and laughed.

The five special envoys looked at each other and didn't know the arrogance from the younger generation.

"Roaring King, don't be impatient. If you say one more word, you will humiliate yourself." King Xiaoyao whispered that he was the brother of the Roaring King, the ancestor of heaven and man, with absolute authority.

Roaring King gritted his teeth and retreated.

Ling Ge even has a dead heart. His hands trembled, and it was even difficult to draw his sword. He was under too much pressure and had unbearable pain in his heart.

"Are you ready?" Mu Zifeng raised his right palm and didn't make a move. Ling Ge was like a shocked rabbit and jumped out with a ah. Perhaps because he was so scared, he jumped to the platform.

The people of the fifteenth master immediately laughed. For this challenge, the roaring king's lineage was amazing. No matter what the result is, this vein will become an eternal joke.

"Mu Zifeng, you little boy, even if you die, I will become a fierce ghost to avenge you." Ling Ge finally couldn't stand the pressure, and his heart became crazy. Without even pulling out his sword, he directly rushed to Mu Zifeng with his teeth and claws.

, Mu Zifeng slapped him directly on the ground, and his other foot also stepped on Ling Ge's face.

The special envoy of Lingshan Sword Hall was a little angry. "It's ridiculous that this genius competition has become a farce. What kind of style?"

As soon as the special envoy was angry, the rest of the ancestors couldn't calm down. The king quickly took a few steps forward and shouted, "Zifeng, don't act arbitrarily."

Mu Zifeng was very obedient. He raised his foot and kicked, and Mu Gang and Ling Ge flew down and fell in front of the old demons in the prison camp.

"As long as they still have a breath, it's up to you."