The Almighty Asura

"Bold, who are you, dare to assassinate the Lord?"

A group of powerful people from the Lingxiao Temple gathered around and surrounded the man in the middle. Mo Hu screamed and asked.

The other powerful people in Lingxiao Temple also exudes amazing energy fluctuations, and the cold-blooded killings, even someone dared to come to their territory to kill their leader.

"Mu Feng, are you okay?"

Kong Yan flew over and asked about it. Seeing that Mu Feng had a scar on his body.

Mu Feng shook his head and looked at the man with a cold look. Fortunately, there was Lingyun, otherwise I am afraid that something will happen. The knives used by the man can break his defense, and the knife is still toxic.

Fortunately, he was not directly smashed by the sword, but was hurt by the knife, or he was definitely poisoned.

This person saw that he was surrounded by so many powerful people, and there were many repairs on him. There was a sense of despair in his heart. How did he know that Mu Feng was still lurking with a powerful beast.

"Who are you, why come to kill me?"

Mu Feng stood in a cold voice and asked.

"Taking people money, disaster relief for people"

The man was hoarse and said coldly.

"Where is the money, who is instructed to say it, maybe I can spare you a life"

Mu Feng is cold and indifferent.

This person is silent, his eyes are cold and he does not speak.

"Less master, let me leave this person for you"

Mo Hu has a strong momentum to stand out.

"No, I personally shot"

Mu Feng waved his hand and walked out to deal with this person himself.

Others glimpsed, although the young master broke through the realm of Linghai, but now it is only a spiritual retreat in Linghai. Has he played this three-pointer of Linghai?

"court death!"

This person was cold and cold, and felt that he was insulted. The body smashed out and turned into a red knife. He smashed to Mu Feng, and the amazing knife smashed a cold knife, a red powder knife. When Mang came, he would kill Mu Feng in two.

In the hands of Mu Feng, a mottled ancient sword emerged, and the ancient sword was roared out of the sword. The sword contained terrible fierceness and the immigration sword of cultivation.

Hey!

A Thunder sword, which was swaying around the light, was on top of this knife, and even the knife was smashed directly.

This man has a terrible firepower in the palm of his hand, and a palm smashed to Mu Feng, and the palm of his hand turned into a rolling flame. A huge red-red palm print smashed to Mu Feng, and this palm also contained cultivation. The true meaning of the fire.

"擒龙爪!"

Mu Feng smashed out with a claw, and smashed the thunder and golden dragon claws and smashed the dragons.

Dragon claws and flame giant claws bombarded, terrible energy confrontation, Mu Feng's strength, even not weak this Linghai small small strong.

Other Lingxiaodian strong people did not intervene, but everyone is raising their vigilance. As long as Mu Feng is invincible and dangerous, they will immediately shoot.

However, seeing that Mu Feng can face this person and not face the wind, it also shows a trace of shock.

"It is worthwhile to win the leader of the dragon, the younger ones have broken through the Linghai, and the strength is so amazing in the Linghai."

Some people lamented.

"The Thunder of the Lord is true after all, and the cultivation is complete, and it is higher than many Linghai Yuanzong comprehension."

"..............."

boom……!

At this time, Mu Feng's body had a more powerful blood color burst, Mu Feng, instantly transformed into the body of Shura, a **** sweep to this person.

This **** light also contains a strange and extraordinary meaning.

This person was swept by the blood, only to feel that the blood in the body suddenly stopped stagnation, body, a sense of powerlessness, a strange power into the body.

"what happened?"

The heart of this person is screaming, the body is snarling, and the true meaning of the fire is released against this true power.

This true meaning is the true meaning of the blood of the Shura people. When Mu Feng broke through the realm of Linghai, he already felt the true meaning of blood.

At this time, Mu Feng’s eyes were full of golden light, and another strange and true meaning swept out and rushed into the mind of this person. This person only felt that his mind was also roaring, temporarily losing consciousness, and the true meaning of the illusion subsequently erupted. .

"擒龙爪!"

Then a golden dragon claw was smashed again, and a terrible power broke out.

When the man got rid of the true meaning of the illusion, the dragon had already shrouded him, sucking his body away, and the dragon claws were bombarded in his body.

"what……!"

The strong sea in the Linghai area screamed, and the body fell to the bottom, falling on the ground. The bones in the body did not know how many roots were broken and suffered serious injuries.

"Won!"

"After breaking through the spiritual sea, you can beat your opponent in two heavens. This is too much for the Lord!"

"Less master is strong and powerful"

The spirits of the crowds of the public are all wide-eyed, and there is a shock in the eyes.

"Catch it up!"

Mu Feng faintly said, he restored his true colors and recovered the true meaning of blood.

Hey! Hey!

Two Ling Xiaodian disciples flew down, and the sword was placed on the neck of the man, and the strong man was taken up.

"How is it possible? I will lose to you, what are the two forces just now?"

This Linghai Yuanzong looked at Mu Feng and snarled. It seems that some of them could not accept that they would be defeated by a young man who first entered the Linghai.

However, he did not expect that this young man could kill the Yuan Dynasty of Linghai when he was in the realm of Linghai.

"You are not qualified to know, and you are in the dungeon."

Mu Feng is indifferent, and his heart is also in full swing. He must interrogate who is sending people to kill him.

Two Lingxiaodian disciples took these people to the dungeons in the Lingxiao Temple, and Mu Feng and others followed.

In the dungeon, this man was tied to the iron pillar, and the tendons and tendons had been picked up, and there was no power to act.

Zhou Wenquan moved to a table and chair, and Mu Feng sat down and looked at the person indifferently. A disciple pulled the mask of Yuan Lingyuan from the Linghai area and revealed his face.

But the mask was pulled apart and everyone showed a hint of surprise.

"How could it be you, Elder Lee!"

Mo Hu angered and slammed the man's neck.

"It turned out to be Elder Lee"

Others looked at this person, and they were surprised and their faces were slightly ugly.

This person is not someone else. It is a strong spiritual person who has just joined the Linghai Temple.

Mu Feng's look is also ugly. I didn't expect that the assassin would be the elder of his own temple.

"Since it has already been revealed, I have nothing to say, kill me."

This elder Li said with sorrow.

"Bastard, why are you coming to kill the Lord?"

Mo Hu was furious and slammed on the belly of Li’s elder, and his face was distorted.

It's no wonder that this guy just took control of the timing of everyone drinking tonight, and it turned out to be a ghost.