The Almighty Asura

"Good!"

Mu screamed and laughed, and his fist was arrogant, and he rushed to Chen Qiang. This boxing spirit was added to the body and the power was stunned.

Hey...!

Hey...!

Just listen to a muffled sound, followed by the sound of broken bones, and Chen Qiang’s bones were directly blown by Mu.

The power of the violent rush came, Chen Qiang was shot by a fist, vomiting blood and slamming on the wall, and the obsidian walls were cracked with a trace of silk.

"Ouch……"

"what……"

And more than a dozen Tianfeng students, now all lying on the ground screaming again and again, the bones of the body have been interrupted by Mu mad.

Others were shocked to look at the madness of the madness, the momentum of the madness of the mad violent outburst, in the purple house seven heavy!

He is also a freshman, and there is actually a seven-level realm of Zifu!

Among the three, now Baizi Yuexiu is the same as Mu Feng, and it is eight-fold, and Mu is mad at seven days.

Mu mad went to Chen Qiang, Chen Qian looked at the madness in horror, and the body retreated to the wall.

Mu madly grabbed Chen Qiang’s neck and mentioned Mu Feng in front of him like a chicken.

"Feng brother, how is this guy handling?"

Mu crazy said Chen Qiang.

"You dare to move me, my brother will not let you go, my brother is a disciple in the inner court."

Chen Qiang said with anger.

Mu Feng got up and looked at Chen Qiang coldly and said: "Everyone is coming to study. I don't want to bring in the outside grievances, but you have to play. I am going to play with you, Mu feng, and mad, then break him. ”

Mu Feng is cold and cold.

"okay"

Mu smirked, picked up Chen Qiang an arm and twisted it hard.

"what……!"

Chen Qiang Tong's face was distorted, and the screams echoed in the classroom, and the arm bones were twisted by Mu.

Mu mad like throwing a chicken, throwing Chen Qiang aside.

"Good guy"

Other students looked at the face of the cold and indifferent snow-haired teenager, but also showed a hint of jealous color.

"Go back and tell you what brother, my Mu Feng is waiting for him here."

Mu Feng said in a chair.

And these more than a dozen Tianfeng students, helping each other, one by one, looked at Mu Feng and others, stumbled and left.

"Haha, get rid of the gas"

"Yeah, the screams of this group of turtles and grandchildren are too deflated."

The Mu family disciples laughed happily, and each of them worshipped Mu Feng.

"Feng Ge, don't we go to Linger's sister to help? In a moment, they really found a disciple in the inner court. We are not opponents."

Among the Mu family disciples, Mu Tie asked.

"No, since you have come here, you must learn to survive. Don't do anything to help others. You can't be beaten, because you are not as good as people. If you don't want to be bullied, you will try to find it yourself."

Mu Feng shook his head. He came here not to seek shelter from others, but to challenge stronger opponents and break through the self.

Other Mu family disciples heard a sigh of relief, and a large group of people just waited here.

Even the other freshmen did not leave, they all wanted to see the excitement. At this time, the beautiful tutor went to Mu Feng, and came over and asked: "You are the students there?"

“Return to the mentor, we are Nanling people”

Mu Feng got up and said.

"My name is Xiu Xiu, and I am also a Nanling national. I am a student of the 4th Tianzhu. As a fellow countryman, I would like to persuade you to make a lesson in the Tianfeng Kingdom. Most powerful"

Yan Xiu said that it is normal for high-level students to teach lower-level students at this time, and they can earn credits.

Mu Feng heard that the sword was slightly wrinkled and smiled. "Thank you for your kind reminder, but if you can bear it, you said, is there any fun in this martial arts practice?"

Yan Xiu showed a trace of dissatisfaction, and I kindly reminded that this guy still does not listen.

"If you are a freshman, you have to learn to be forbearing when you first come.

When Yan Xiu said that he did not care about Mu Feng, they went to sit down and apparently had a little interest in the fight for a while.

After a while, a group of young people walked in and walked into the church, followed by some Tianfeng students who had been beaten by Mu.

The group kicked the church door and sneaked in. One of the young men in black was cold and cold: "Who was the man who just hit?"

"Zhi brother, this guy"

A young man wrapped in a white cloth on his hand pointed to Mu Feng and others and said coldly.

The young man looked at Mu Feng and others, and the nephew was cold and said: "Whoever beats my brother, give me out"

Mu madly stood up and looked at the young man directly: "People are me."

Mu Feng also looked at the young man. This young man and Chen Qiang, who had just been beaten by Mu, had two points, and there were three lines on the badge on the chest.

His name is Chen Zhi. This guy is the oldest student of Tianzhu, and he is a master of the world.

Mu Feng stood up and looked at the young man. He said, "I ordered it. You have to find a place to go out and fight."

After Mu Feng finished, he took the lead and walked out of the classroom to the wide area outside.

A group of people left the classroom, Mu Feng walked out of the crowd and looked at Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi looked at Mu Feng coldly and said: "I didn't expect the boy of Nanling Country to be so mad. You ordered to interrupt my brother's arm. After a while, I will break your limbs."

"If you want to do it, you will be less."

Mu Feng said faintly.

"I see if you can still be so hard for a while."

Chen Zhi was furious and stepped on his foot. The body shot like a string of arrows from the front of Mu Feng. The body was full of golden suffocating, and a punch radiated golden light, killing Mu Feng.

This fist is a strong wind, powerful enough to smash the rock.

However, Chen Zhi also had a handful of hands, and he was afraid of killing Mu Feng with a punch.

This boxing came, the fists swept from the first, and Mu Feng looked condensed and did not dare to care. The other party strengthened his own big realm.

Among the fires in the body, Huo Yuanli mobilized into the boxing, and the vitality among the three cyclones poured into the fist.

"Jiu Yan fist burst, with inflammation!"

A fist out, red and lingering, hot and resurgence.

Hey...!

Burning fierce fists shattered the golden fist, two energies swept over, Chen Zhi revealed a trace of surprise, the body was shaken back two steps, and Mu Feng also stepped back a few steps.

"Zifu is eightfold!"

Some people exclaimed, shocked to see the momentum of Mu Feng.

"No, it is also a new life. This, this guy is already an eight-fold cultivation of Zifujing. How do you cultivate it?"

A student with only nine veins was shocked.

"I actually caught Chen Zhi’s punch!"

And Chen Zhilai’s people also showed a shock.

Zifujing and condensed environment can have a quality gap, the difference between vitality and strength.

Yuan Li is not scattered, there is quality and tangible, vitality is intangible, and the attack power is not as good as Yuanli.

The strength of Mu Feng’s cultivation is extremely pure, and the **** pulse is wide. His explosive power is far superior to the same level, and there is a mysterious blessing to have this strength.

Chen Zhi’s nephew was cold, and his body once again shot at Mu Feng. If he couldn’t clean up a Zifujing freshman today, he would hit his face.