Hearing Mu Feng's words, Hong Xuanji knew that the two of them had nothing to say.

It's all about this, but there is only one battle.

Moreover, as the top human being among the immortals, he has invincible confidence and does not feel that he will lose to Mu Feng.

Since that's the case, there's no need to talk nonsense.

"It's useless to say more, you still have to fight!"

After the words came, Hong Xuanji pinched his fist marks and was ready for the battle.

On the other side, after hearing Hong Xuanji's words, Mu Feng's face changed drastically.

Well, he wasn't afraid, but he was unhappy.

"Do you dare not give me face? With my face, you really dare not give me face?" Looking at Hong Xuanji, Mu Feng looked angry.

"..." Hong Xuanji did not respond to Mu Feng's narcissism. At this time, he had already felt Mu Feng's strength and was concentrating on preparing for the next battle.

However, despite all the experiences preparing for the war, Hong Xuanji still did not expect Mu Feng to change his face if he said he would change his face.

In Hong Xuanji's shocked gaze, Mu Feng, who was narcissistically complaining about not giving him face the other moment, changed into a cold and ruthless face the next moment.

"Since I don't give me face, then you can die!"

As the words come to an end, endless changes arise between heaven and earth.

Mu Feng's words were like communicating the supreme laws of speech. With his words, the energy of heaven and earth instantly gathered, condensed into a big palm covering the sky, and took a straight shot towards the Marquis of Wu Wen below.

You read that right, you didn't take a snatch at Hong Xuanji. Although the palm of the Sky-Crossing Palm was pressed down against Hong Xuanji, the palm was too huge. Even though the target of the attack was Hong Xuanji, the big palm still enveloped the entire Wu Wen Hou Mansion below.

Faced with this change, all the servants and servants below were confused!

These people forgot to cry and run away, their faces were dull and their eyes were despair.

Facing this big palm covering the sky and the sun, everyone forgot to resist.

The big palm didn't care about everyone's fear and fell straight down.

With a loud "boom", the entire Wuwen Hou Mansion instantly turned into a ruin, and the original location of Wuwen Hou Mansion also turned into a hundred feet deep pit.

The pit is dark and can't see at first sight, which makes people daunt.

Pingxu Yukong stood above the big pit turned into the Wuwen Hou Mansion. Mu Feng was also floating in the air beside him, looking at him with shock, showing a apologetic smile.

"Well, I'm sorry, this move has just been created and I don't know the power. I accidentally exerted a little more force and ruined your house!"

Looking at the apologetic smile on Mu Feng's face, Hong Yi subconsciously shivered.

"No...it's okay, Mu...sen... don't care about these!"

Hong Yi wanted to call Brother Mu, but looking at the deep pit below, he couldn't call it out.

As for the matter, Mu Feng slapped the entire Wu Wen Hou Mansion.

Not to mention whether he dares to face Mu Feng’s strength, even if he dares, he will not care.

After all, there is no one he cares about in the entire Wu Wen Hou Mansion. He has never felt any warmth here except being bullied.

So now even though the entire Wu Wenhou Mansion turned into a deep pit under Mu Feng's slap, Hong Yi did not feel uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, he felt a sense of pleasure in his anger.

Hearing Hong Yi's words, Mu Feng nodded indifferently, then lowered his head and looked at the pit under him with his eyes.

Although the newly invented Spiritual Art did not control its power well and used a little more force, Mu Feng knew that Hong Xuanji was not dead yet.

After all, it is in the realm of human immortals. Facing his own ingenuity, he retained nine-point and nine-point power to attack the Spiritual Art, which is not enough to take his life.

Sure enough, just as he lowered his head, Mu Feng saw a somewhat ragged figure flying out from below.

Looking at it, who else could it be if it weren't for Wu Wen Hou Hong Xuanji?

However, although Hong Xuanji was not dead at this time, he had already lost most of his life.

He flew up and was covered in rags, covered in blood, and even half of his body was broken. If he didn't know that the human immortal realm was full of blood and blood, his vitality was strong enough, and he would have been so injured that he would have reported to the King of Hell.

Seeing Hong Xuanji flying upwards, his body was unstable several times and almost fell down. Even Mu Feng couldn't help but feel worried about him, for fear that he would fall down and die if he accidentally fell down.

Fortunately, Hong Xuanji didn't know what he was thinking at this time. If he knew about it, he would definitely be so angry that he would vomit blood. It was you who almost slapped me to death. What kind of good people are you here to be?

Of course, even though he didn't know Mu Feng's idea, after insisting on flying out of the big pit, Hong Xuanji couldn't help but vomit a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Cough...Ahem! You, you are so cruel!"

Flying out of the deep pit and falling on the land beside the big pit, Hong Xuanji looked at Mu Feng standing in the void, his eyes full of resentment.

He didn't expect Mu Feng to be so powerful. In just one sentence, he could actually turn the energy of heaven and earth into a great palm covering the sky and destroy his entire Marquis of Wu Wen's mansion.

This method is at least powerful only ghost immortals with more than eight tribulations.

He didn't believe that people with such means would have to deal with him so much, and the aftermath destroyed his entire Marquis of Wu Wen's mansion.

Of course, what he cared about was not that the entire Wu Wen Hou Mansion wanted to be buried with him.

What he really cares about is that you are so fucking powerful, you said it earlier, and it is misunderstood to give me the feeling that you are not too powerful.

If I had known that you were so arrogant, I wouldn't have been tempted to behave with you even if I had beaten to death.

Deliberately, he felt that Mu Feng must have done it on purpose, just to give himself the illusion that he was not very strong, and to let him provoke him and give him an excuse to destroy himself.

In response, Mu Feng said that Hong Xuanji really blamed him wrongly.

Does anyone need a reason to destroy him?

Of course, if you have to ask for a reason, it depends on your unhappiness. Can this reason be a little off?

Looking at Hong Xuanji who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, looking at him with resentment on his face, Mu Feng curled his lips, saying that he was speechless about this guy's performance.

"I told you a long time ago that I have a bad temper and you still have to give me face. Do you know that the last person who dares not give me face is already four feet six in the grave!"

Mu Feng was quite disgusted with a ruthless and unrighteous person like Hong Xuanji.

I didn't slap him to death because he was Hong Yi. Now that I asked him to give him a face, he still talked so much nonsense.

Now, I still blame this and that, and I will be punished by myself, who can I blame?

puff!

Hearing Mu Feng's words, Hong Xuanji couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again.

I can't give you this face, can you blame me?

He tried hard to raise his hand, trying to point his hand at Mu Feng and say something, but unfortunately he was so serious that he dragged it to the present. After Mu Feng was angry, he had already exhausted his energy and reached the end of his life.

He opened his mouth and moved his hands. Before he could say a complete sentence, his whole head tilted and he had no vitality.

A legend of a generation, the middle-stage Wu Wenhou Hong Xuanji of the Human Immortal period, died here.

The cause of death - did not give Mu Feng face!

The next moment when Hong Xuanji cut off his vitality, a powerful aura rose in the center of Yujing City and the imperial palace, and flew towards the direction of Wuwen Hou Mansion.

Sensing the momentum, Mu Feng frowned and turned his head to look at Hong Yi beside him.

"Boy, I have already paid back the favor I owe you. Now that Wu Wen Hou's mansion is gone, your great revenge is considered avenging. What are your plans for the future?"

In fact, Mu Feng was planning to let Hong Yi join Lin Dong and Xiao Yan's protagonist template combination. Just his identity, how could he take the initiative to beg for an apprentice?

Therefore, the final decision depends on whether Hong Yi can seize this opportunity.

Fortunately, Hong Yi is not stupid either.

Although I spent the first half of my life reading poetry and books, I only thought about the title of the Golden List.

But when he almost died at Hong Xuanji's hands, he already had the idea of ​​abandoning literature and joining martial arts. Now he met a person like Mu Feng who killed the powerful Hong Xuanji at will, and even destroyed a Wu Wen Hou Mansion. Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity.

After hearing Mu Feng's words, Hong Yi made a quick decision, bent his knees in the void, and knelt down.

"Please accept me as your disciple!"

He didn't tell any big reason, and did not say any reason. He was as smart as him. After Mu Feng deliberately contacted him and rescued him, he could see that Mu Feng had the intention to accept him.

Therefore, after deciding to become a disciple, he did not have any extra words, but only expressed it with actions.

Seeing that Hong Yi was very sensible and chose to become a disciple, and did not give up the opportunity to get there, Mu Feng nodded with satisfaction.

"It is not impossible to accept disciples. If you want to worship me as your master, you will be able to pass the test and accept you as your registered disciples. You will give you a great opportunity and great fortune!"

Leaving this passage, Mu Feng waved his hand and sent Hong Yi back to Hong Xuanji's corpse on the ground, looked back at the figure flying from the palace, and turned around and flew towards the west.

For the time being, he doesn’t want to meet some powerful people in this world, because after meeting, some things will be no longer fun!

After Mu Feng left, a figure appeared above the Marquis Wu Wen's mansion with a powerful aura.

Looking at the Wu Wen Hou Mansion, which had turned into a bottomless pit, Emperor Qian's eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

He had sensed the big palm covering the sky just now in the palace. Even though he was far apart, he couldn't help but feel fear.

At that time, he guessed that the one who took action might be an Eight Tribulation Ghost Immortal, otherwise it would not have been so powerful.

Although Meng Shenji, the seven-tribulation ghost immortal, is already the best in the world, it is not unacceptable to such a large world that the eight-tribulation ghost immortal who cannot come out of the hidden world.

But when he arrived above the Marquis Wu Wen's mansion, looking at the bottomless pit and feeling the pure yang aura remaining in the pit, Emperor Qian had the urge to cry.

"Yang...Yang Shen!"

Eight Tribulation Ghost Immortal? Are you paralyzed?

If you can leave this pure yang aura, the cliff that Damn takes action is the Yangshen True Person!

How much evil did my beloved minister do? He actually led to the attack of the Yangshen Zhenren, just to destroy his marquis’ mansion!

And, isn’t it said that there is no Yang God in this world?

Sure enough, all fairy tales are lying!
Chapter completed!