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After the Eighth Young Master Feng Qi was briefly stunned, his handsome face could not stop feeling hot. He was obviously ashamed of the mockery of Feng Yu's strength just now. Who would have thought that Feng Yu, who was always considered to have only the third level of Na Qi, would become a blockbuster

, whose strength exceeds that of most of them.

"What on earth has this guy gone through!" Suppressing the surging energy and blood in his chest, Feng Mu looked at Feng Yu with a very surprised expression, but soon, his surprise turned into determination.

You know, Feng Yu is their cash cow. No matter what bad luck he has had to improve his strength, as long as he suffers the most serious setback this time, he will not resist them again in the future.

Thinking of this, Feng Mu's eyes suddenly turned sinister, and he slowly raised his palm, and the spiritual energy swirling around his body gathered crazily towards his palm. After a while, a crimson ball of light the size of an egg appeared in his palm.

This ball of light is like a fiery red scorching sun, with tiny points of light constantly condensing towards it.

In the blink of an eye, this ball of light exuded a strong aura of destruction, making people unable to help but feel heart palpitations.

Looking at the fireball, Feng Mo cast an admiring look at Feng Mu, "Hahahaha, you are indeed worthy of being Thirteen. He has even learned the highest level of spiritual arts in our family! Now we can rest assured!"

Feng Qi touched his chin and thought: "It should have been given to him by the fifth brother. As his biological brother, of course the fifth brother could teach him the 'Fire Yang Wave', which is the primary spiritual level. Now there is something exciting to watch.

!Even if Shisan’s strength is lower than Feng Yu, with this spiritual technique, he can completely reverse the form!"

"Yes, unless the opponent also practices spiritual arts of this level, it will be easy to deal with opponents of the same level!" A young master said happily. It seems that their money tree will be saved.

Feng Mu stared at Feng Yu, with a ruthless look in his eyes, "Although I don't know what kind of fate you have had, this is the end of it. I'm going to destroy your Dantian. In this life, you will...

Just be a cash cow for us!"

With that said, Feng Mu held the crimson ball of light in his hand and rushed towards Feng Yu.

Feeling the terrifying energy in the light ball, Feng Yu's eyes were full of solemnity. This level of spiritual magic was not something he could resist at the moment.

He took a deep breath, held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and concentrated all his spiritual power into the right arm. Soon, a palm-sized purple ancient seal appeared in Feng Yu's palm.

This ancient seal did not release any aura, which aroused the suspicion of all the young masters, who kept guessing about the level of Feng Yu's spiritual skills.

This ancient seal is the "Overlord Seal" condensed from the "Overlord Seal Art" practiced by Feng Yu.

This spiritual technique does not require time to practice, but it has high requirements on the physical body. With the physical strength brought by Feng Yu's seventh-level cultivation of Qi, he can only condense one hegemonic seal now.

Even so, Feng Yu was very reluctant. Her arm visibly swelled a bit, and the blood vessels were red and clearly visible, as if it was about to burst half open at any time, which was very dangerous.

Holding back the pain caused by the Ba Seal Jue, Feng Yu's eyes became fierce, and she looked at Feng Mu and said coldly: "I'm afraid you still can't do it!"

With that said, Feng Yu held the Ba Seal and bombarded towards Feng Mu. The latter was also not to be outdone, dragging his arm with a crimson ball of light and bombarded towards Feng Yu.

"boom!"

A low sound suddenly exploded in the hall. Under the control of the wind curtain, the light ball and the purple seal collided head-on, bursting out with bright light.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the intersection of spiritual power. There, purple light and red light flashed rapidly.

During the confrontation with Feng Yu, Feng Mu smiled sinisterly. He did not think that Feng Yu had any good spiritual skills that could allow him to collide with him.

But soon, his face trembled. He found in disbelief that at the intersection where they collided, the purple light grew larger and larger, and there were signs of completely suppressing the crimson light.

Doesn't this mean that he is at a disadvantage?

Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, and Feng Mu's expression became unwilling. Could it be that he was going to be defeated by this good-for-nothing Feng Yu this time?

Although Feng Mu was extremely unwilling, in the end the purple light completely swallowed up the crimson light, and an overwhelming force surged toward him.

"Ah!" With a scream, the light went out, and Feng Mu's figure flew out directly, hitting the table at the main table and breaking it into two halves. Fruits and drinks were scattered on the ground in a messy manner.

Unbearable.

If everyone was surprised when Feng Yu showed off his strength before, then this time Feng Yu defeated Feng Mu, and everyone was shocked.

You must know that Feng Mu's strength is definitely high among the young masters present. In addition, he has practiced the Feng family's strongest spiritual technique "Fire Yang Wave", and he is probably facing the eighth level of Naqi.

Cultivators all have the power to fight.

But even so, he still failed, defeated at the hands of what they regarded as a waste.

At this moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Feng Yu.

"How is it possible? I must be dreaming!" Feng Qi, the eighth son, stared dumbly at this scene that subverted their understanding. The tea cup in his hand fell to the table with a clang, and the tea flowed all over the floor.

"Alas, the money tree can't be saved!" Seventh Young Master Feng Mo was the first to wake up and bitterly accepted this fact.

In this battle, Feng Yu can be said to have completely gotten rid of the reputation of a waste. Now, his spirit stones are not so easy to blackmail. The family will pay attention to this kind of talent again.

The slave Shi Feng stared deeply at Feng Yu's figure, with tears in his eyes. He didn't know when his master's strength had reached this point. In his ears, it seemed that what Feng Yu had said to him clearly sounded again.

That sentence: "Remember, from today on, no one can come to me to borrow any spiritual stone!"

Young Master, you are about to rise!