The Almighty Asura

Mu Feng’s mouth overflowed with blood, but now everyone is quiet, and I am surprised to see Mu Feng, and there is a trace of admiration in my heart.

Zifujing big heaven, even hard to resist the Situ Kong three strokes!

Stuart’s face was a bit ugly. Not only did he not hit Mu Feng, but he felt humiliated that he was backed by Mu Feng’s two steps.

"This guy, really caught the three strokes of Situ Big Brother!"

There was also a shock in the eyes of Kong Tonger.

"Apologizing to me is so embarrassing to you?"

She did not understand the arrogance of Mu Feng’s heart, nor did she understand the unyielding temperament of Mu’s disciples.

Situ air clenched his fist, but in the end he still didn't start again. So many people looked at him, and he couldn't break the contract again.

Mu Feng looked at Kong Tonger, and his mouth smacked a touch of disdain.

"Is it satisfied? It turns out that you are the kind of person who can only find someone who is in the early stage and who is strong and weak."

Mu Feng smiled lightly and turned away. He didn't look at Kong Tonger again.

"I……"

Kong Tonger squirmed his lips and wanted to say something, but still did not say it.

Looking at the teenager leaving the back stretched by the setting sun, the girl has a hint of sourness and grievances.

"Mu Feng..."

Situ looked at the back of Mu Fengyuan, and there was a cold light in the curtain.

After Mu Feng walked away, his body was awkward, and his hand quickly held a big tree on the side. A wow of blood spit out.

He is not very good, even if it is only the ordinary three strokes of Situ Air, he is also suffering from internal injuries.

"Strength... It seems that I am still too weak."

Mu Feng muttered to himself, ridiculed himself, then took a healing remedy and walked slowly to his home.

After returning to his room, Mu Feng began to recover the injury he had suffered.

It took two days for the healing to completely clean up the body's congestion, and after recovering the wounded Mu Feng, he devoted himself to cultivation.

Next to the waterfall in the college, Mu Feng still squats under the waterfall every day, controlling the yuan to wear beads, practicing control and returning to the sword.

At the same time, he also cultivated the body of the fire lotus step, a little progress, himself, knife, gun skills, Mu Feng did not fall, and sometimes took time to learn the grain.

In terms of grain, Mu Feng and Mu Feng mostly focus on the dan and the pattern.

The pattern also has a large attack aid. With a strong pattern, Mu Feng has escaped many times, and the time spent sleeping at night is used to refine the gas and strengthen his own cultivation.

Time has passed slowly, and it has been half a month since the blink of an eye.

In the woods of the Tianzhu Mountain Range, the two figures are constantly hitting each other, and the speed is very fast.

Hey!

A fierce knife smashed into the air, Mu Feng stepped on the trunk, a circle of flames and waves broke out at the foot of Mu Feng, and the body quickly shot like a lightning bolt to escape the attack more than ten meters away.

This Zifujing Jiuzhongtian repaired the knife and pointed it, and the body smashed from the tree to Mu Feng in midair.

The sharp knife pointed to Mu Feng's tear, and Mu Feng in the middle of the air could not borrow strength. It seemed to directly resist this claw.

The savage light in the scorpion pointed out that he had seen the scene where Mu Feng was torn by himself in the air.

Like Mu Feng’s mouth, another flame of the foot broke out, and the surrounding fire aura gathered at the foot, forming an anti-impact force.

His body flashed in the middle of the air, avoiding the blow and jumping a few meters away.

Void borrowing power! The fire lotus step is great!

This guy, in just half a month, took the fire lotus step to the realm of Dacheng.

The claws of the knife smashed and fell on a big tree, cutting the broken wood.

In the hands of Mu Feng, a white element is condensed into more than sixty white silk threads. The silk threads are intertwined to form a road pattern. In the time of two moments, a white qi sword is condensed in the hand.

"cut!"

Mu Feng's hand waved, and the sword was turned into a white sword light carrying a sturdy sword and smothered it to the knife.

The sword was as fast as a scream, and the knives were dodging and screaming.

Hey!

The body of a big man was killed by a sword, and the blood sprinkled and dropped the big tree. He fell on the ground and lost his vitality.

Mu Feng waved his hand and the sword turned into a white light and shot at the sky. After more than 30 meters, he broke away from the control explosion and became a sword.

The young man fell on the ground, and his face gradually showed a smile, and he received the nucleus of the knife.

After practicing for half a month, he has been able to differentiate into the 50th line. He can construct a sword with only two pieces of interest. It can be used in battle.

"Roar……!"

In the distant forest, a snoring came, and a white cockroach with a body length of 20 meters flew over a yellow tiger.

Xiaotian put down the tiger, licked Mu Feng's cheek and looked forward to Mu Feng.

"Little locust"

Mu Feng smiled lightly and knocked on Xiaotian’s head. He mentioned that the tiger came to the river, went to the viscera, and after the cleaning, raised the bonfire, and the meat was grilled. Soon after, the fragrance was diffused and the fragrance passed a long distance. The tiger meat is golden, and the oil is straight.

In the small Tiankou, the Hara was pulled into the ground, and after eating the cooked food, Xiaotian didn’t catch cold on raw food.

Mu Feng tore the next big tiger leg and directly threw it to Xiaotian. Xiaotian catches it, regardless of the hot and big chunks.

Mu Feng cut a small piece with a knife and studied the pattern of the hundred swords in the blame.

At this time, a refreshing fragrance was introduced into Mu Feng’s breath.

"smell good"

A shadow wearing a snow robes walked slowly from the forest, with a faint smile on the delicate face.

"Hey, Xinyao Fairy"

Mu Feng looked up and saw a slight surprise, and quickly got up and smiled.

The person who came is not the key heart Yao.

Key Xinyao came to the campfire and sat down and smiled: "Why, one person enjoys food alone?"

Under the illumination of the fire, this charming smile is even more moving.

"Haha, that can, just afraid that this poor barbecue is hard to get into the heart of Yaoxianzi appetite."

Mu Feng smiled and quickly cut a piece of tiger meat with a knife, divided the small piece, and loaded it with jade, and handed it to Key Xinyao.

Key Xin Yao said thank you, took a soft bite and took a bite.

"Well, it tastes good."

Key Xinyao smiled and praised, and Xiaotian looked at Key Xinya with a hint of fear and lowered his head and whispered.

“Xinyao fairy smiled, but I didn’t expect to go to Xinyao Fairy again. Last time I thanked Xinyao fairy for helping me.”

Mu Feng was grateful to Key Xinyao for giving a hand.

"You don't have to pay more, you can be seen as a fate of you and me."

Key Xin Yao smiled, then continued to eat the tiger meat in the plate, Mu Feng did not know what to say, sit down and eat something silently, swaying in the fire, the moon is empty, the atmosphere is somewhat smashed.

"Have you seen your mother since childhood?"