The Almighty Asura

Wei Yiyun actually challenged Mu Feng at this moment!

However, this is indeed what they have agreed upon before.

"as you wish"

Mu Feng said calmly.

Other elders were slightly surprised. Chen Feng came forward to mediate: "Mu Feng, Wei Yiyun, both of you are our college genius. If there is no life and death, this duel will be fine."

The talents of these two people are all one of the best, and whoever is fallen is a loss.

"The dean need not say much, my Mu Feng is a feud, I have no him, there is no him."

Wei Yiyun looked at Mu Feng and said indifferently.

"This is a private grievance between me and I hope that the dean will be completed."

Mu Feng also said plainly.

Both of them demanded this battle.

"Oh, well, since you are bothering, I don't want to persuade anything. I hope that both of you can read the friendship of the same door and keep the other side alive."

Chen Feng saw the two men insist on a battle, only to sigh.

Wei Yiyun looked coldly at Mu Feng, and the white clothes fluttered and flew to the blood battle platform in the Tianzhu Lake below.

"Mu Feng, he has broken through Yuan Dan."

Kong Yan said to Mu Feng with some concerns.

"Do not worry, Yan sister"

Mu Feng smiled a little, didn't say much, and was confident.

Mu Feng then flew over.

At this time, it was already in the evening, the setting sun was setting, and the red sun was shining in the Tianzhu Valley.

The disciples who watched Mu Feng’s robbery did not expect that they would witness a stunning showdown. They were all looking forward to each other.

"The guardian brother broke through Yuandan for half a year, and has already cultivated to Yuandan II. He also realized the sword meaning. Mu Shixiong broke through Yuandan. It is unwise to promise the challenge at this moment."

"Yeah, Wei brother can occupy the first year of the Fengyun list, the strength naturally needless to say, although Mu Shixiong is also amazing, I am afraid that the strength is still slightly worse."

The two have not yet started the war. The onlookers have already discussed the matter. Mu Feng broke through Yuandan and his status is very different. The name of the people is also changed to Mu brother, although many people are actually his seniors.

"Linger sister, can the young master win? What Wei Yiyun, I heard them say that it is the strongest senior in the college."

There are Mu Jiaxin disciples worried about asking.

"Yes, it will be, from today, he will change the history of the students."

Mu Linger smiled confidently.

"There is no thing in the world that the frontier can't do, only what the front brother doesn't want to do."

Mu mad arms embraced, like an iron tower, but also confidently laughed.

His body has been cultivated to the third-order warfare, not weak Mu Feng, but Yuan Xiu is one step behind.

Huh...!

In the evening, the lake wind blew the young white hair and the black robe, and the two men looked at each other every tens of meters.

"This day, I have waited for more than a year. When I first saw you, your strength stayed in my heart. Then I said to myself, one day, I will be stronger than you."

Mu Feng faintly said.

"However, I will use the strength to prove that among the disciples of this academy, those who provoke the situation will still be my Wei Yiyun."

Wei Yiyun holds the sword and said indifference.

Both of them exude a strong momentum, fighting, and at the touch of a hair.

Hey!

Suddenly, Wei Yiyun took the lead and started stepping, stepping into the footsteps, and turning his body into a sword for scabbard. A sword turned into a glare to Mu Feng, and a sharp sword rushed to the surface. Mu Feng felt this sharp. The gas, the cheeks hurt, but he did not dodge.

Hey...!

Mu Feng stepped on the footsteps, the battle table was a vibration, and a palm burst out of thunder, he actually shot the sword to Wei Yiyun with such a hand, and the palm of the hand rolled, and there was a thunderous thunder.

"Don't be a kid!"

Wei Yiyun saw Mu Feng's hand block his own sword, roaring in his mouth, and a sword bursting.

Hey...!

However, Mu Feng's palm is like the beast of the beast. The violent pat on the Wei Yiyun sword, a violent violent volume swept over, and the Wei Yiyun long sword screamed and kept going backwards.

Wei Yiyun was surprised to see Mu Feng, but Mu Feng pedaled the fire, the speed was amazing, and the palm of the hand smashed down to Wei Yiyun, the space vibrated.

"Cross Sword!"

Wei Yiyun roared, and a sword gathered together to scream and scream out. Two cross-cyan swords crossed, and the power was amazing. There was also a sharp sword. This sword might not be a master of the small heavens.

This is the metaphor of Wei Yiyun's inheritance in Lingxu Tower.

Hey!

The cross sword broke through the palm of the hand and tore to Mu Feng. Mu Feng did not change his face, and his arms crossed the armor to resist.

Hey...!

The sword smashed the body and the body, the sword gas hit the body of Mu Feng, and Mu Feng retired.

"kill!"

At this time, Wei Yiyun seized the opportunity, and a sword smashed the light to the head of Mu Feng.

"Dead!"

Mu Feng’s nephew was slightly stunned, and there was a gathering of thunder and thunder in the palm of his hand. In the heart of the thunder, three forces of thunder poured into the palm of his hand, and one of the purple thunders radiated.

The power of the robbery, the blue 罡 雷 雷, eight wild thunder!

“Da Qian Lei Shen Yin!”

Mu Feng was printed out, and the Thunder was screaming and screaming. He shot the sword to Wei Yiyun, carrying an amazing Leiwei.

Hey...!

This printed bombardment on the Weiyi Yunjian, a terrorist thunder power broke out, directly impacted the broken Jianmang's swordsman, his second-order sword was actually shattered!

A thunderous force and violent violent impact on Wei Yiyun.

"how is this possible!"

Hey...!

Wei Yiyun was shocked and stunned by a spurt of blood. Only a violent thunder force rushed into his body.

Mu Feng flew out and shot a foot on the body of Wei Yiyun. The power of this leg is no less than tens of thousands of pounds.

Hey~!

Wei Yiyun was evacuated and shot down into Tianzhu Lake. The bones did not know how many roots were cut.

Mu Feng swayed and rushed to Wei Yiyun, grabbed the thigh and flew to the battle platform.

Hum ~!

The hard blood battle platform, Wei Yiyun pulled out a crack in the silk, Wei Yiyun body rolling, wow a **** mad spit, the scorpion is an incredible look.

Mu Feng's body slowly fell on the **** battle platform and looked pale.

Hey...!

The people watching the battle were silent, and then they blasted the pot.

"How could it be that the guardian brother was so vulnerable under Mu's brother!"

"Terror, this, this strength... the more the battle, the squadron!"

There was a lot of noise, and many people looked at the strong teenagers, and they took a sigh of relief and couldn’t believe it.

Wei Yiyun's body bones did not know how much, lying on the blood battle platform, shocked to see Mu Feng.

I lost myself, and unexpectedly, the defeat is so thorough!

"Your palm, yes, is the metaphor of your inheritance, how can it be so strong!"

Wei Yiyun shocked and said.

Mu Feng did not speak, looked down at Wei Yiyun, and said: "You lost."

Wei Yiyun heard the words and smiles, and he was defeated. He lost to Mu Feng, who was admitted to the hospital for more than a year.