Quiet! The tranquility of dead silence spreads throughout the backyard.

Everyone looked dull. They only saw Song Xingchen attacking Mu Feng. When they approached Mu Feng, they vomited blood and flew backwards inexplicably.

They all don’t know why, and don’t know what happened! Swish swish swish swish! All eyes gathered on the young man sitting cross-legged in the backyard.

Although everyone was confused, they could guess that Song Xingchen's repelled might have a direct relationship with this person.

At this moment, Mu Feng slowly stood up, his eyes as calm as water, his hair and his clothes were swept away automatically.

Especially those eyes, the sun shines with the brilliance of the sun, as if there were two sunrises deep in his eyes.

"Hey! I'll just get to realize the artistic conception of the sun!"

Mu Feng sighed lightly, feeling quite regretful.

He did grasp the feeling of the sunrise, but he still lacked some heat.

Just now, if he could enter the sudden enlightenment, he could fully realize the artistic conception of the morning sun.

In fact, he did show signs of sudden enlightenment, but his keen perception sensed that the danger was approaching, so he withdrew from the state of sudden enlightenment by himself.

"So amazing! Even if you don't move, Song Xingchen was knocked away. Li Feng is worthy of being the man I value!"

Hu Ruoling stood not far behind, clenched her pink fists excitedly, and looked at Mu Feng's back with a silly eyes.

Song Xingchen landed in a panic on Song Yuanliang. Not far from Song Yuanzheng, he stepped on the ground suddenly, and the ground under his feet was stepped out of a half-meter-wide pit, and he barely stopped.

"This guy has become stronger!"

Song Xingchen's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were staring at Mu Feng with fear.

“Huh?

The power just now was so mysterious, it was not something that could be used by the Martial Arts warriors!”

Song Yuanliang frowned slightly and looked at Mu Feng deeply.

"Is that the power of artistic conception?"

Song Yuanzheng seemed to have thought of something and murmured to himself.

"It's indeed a bit similar! But it shouldn't be fully realized. The power of artistic conception is not very complete! This boy is really extraordinary, but the sea of ​​Mind is about to realize the power of artistic conception!"

Song Yuanliang's eyes slowly narrowed, and his strong murderous intent was released from the depths of his eyes.

The stronger Mu Feng's talent is, the stronger their murderous intent will be towards the former. They do not want to deal with their Song family when Mu Feng becomes stronger.

Song Xingchen was completely shocked. Before he entered the Martial King, he understood the power of artistic conception. What a monster this is.

Although Mu Feng's artistic conception was not complete at this moment, Song Xingchen felt a strong threat.

Once Mu Feng fully realized the power of artistic conception, he might not have been as simple as being injured and would probably have died on the spot.

Thinking of this, Song Xingchen felt scared.

"Second Grandpa, Great Elder! You must kill this son today!"

Song Xingchen said in a deep voice with a dark face.

Song Yuanliang's lips curled slightly and said, "That's natural! If this guy didn't make a grudge with my Song family, we could still treat him with respect and polite people! Unfortunately, if he offended our Song family, there would be only a dead end!"

As he said that, Song Yuanliang took a step forward, and a magnificent and terrifying aura surged out like a tsunami.

The entire backyard was in a suffocating pressure, as if several mountains were crushing at the same time.

Many people were so depressed that they could not breathe, they all retreated one after another, and even some even knelt down directly.

"Fate...the eighth level powerhouse in the sea of ​​life?"

Everyone's pupils shrank slightly and their eyes looked at Song Yuanliang in horror. They did not expect that the Song family would mobilize so many people, even such powerful people were sent.

Boom! At the moment when Song Yuanliang released his momentum, Song Yuanzheng also took one step, and a terrifying aura that was not weaker than Song Yuanliang burst out one after another.

"Oh my God! Another powerful man in the Eighth Level of the Fate Sea?

The Song family has invested a lot this time and actually sent two powerful men from the Eighth Level of the Sea."

Everyone present was shocked, and more people left the backyard one after another.

The two powerful men in the Eighth Level of the Life Sea have fully opened fire and their momentum is superimposed, which is not something they can compete with.

I'm still staying in the backyard now, it's not about seeking death.

Thump! Hu Ruoling was so scared that she was bleak. She sat on the ground and was crushed by two terrifying pressure. Her face turned pale and blood was overflowing from the corners of her mouth.

Mu Feng waved his sleeves and swept Hu Ruoling out of the backyard, staring at Song Yuanliang and Song Yuanzheng with cold eyes.

"I have no grudges and no grudges with your Song family, why should I come to me?"

Mu Feng said lightly.

Song Xingchen sneered: "No grievance or revenge?

You cut off my arm, and the three powerful men of my Song family died in the Dragon Sail. It was also your fault. Now you tell me that there is no grievance or grudge?

It's ridiculous!"

Mu Feng looked at Song Xingchen coldly and sneered: "What does the explosion of the Dragon Cycle has to do with me?

It’s all caused by Yin Wuya’s use of the Explosion Talisman! If you want to harm me, I will just cut off your arm to show punishment!”

Mu Feng's eyes were very cold. Song Xingchen was completely turning black and white, and he actually pushed all the blame on him, Mu Feng. It was really unreasonable.

"Li Feng! There is no need to make a quibble! After all, my Song family is a famous family in the capital of Lihuo. Since you have cut off your arm, we will not deceive you. You have cut off your arm. Then, go back to the Song family with us, and we can have a chance to go out of the way!"

Song Yuanliang stared at Mu Feng with cold eyes, talking to Mu Feng in a tone of high spirits.

"I'm also cutting off my own arm?

Go back to the Song family with you?"

Mu Feng's lips were full of sarcasm. Is Song Yuanliang really thinking that Mu Feng is a fool?

With Song Xingchen's hatred for him, cutting off his own arms will only make him worse. As for returning to the Song family with them, it is basically a matter of going in and out.

Outside the backyard, the onlookers were watching the scene silently. They were all talking and shook their heads and sighing.

Although Mu Feng is strong, he is alone after all, how can he compete with the huge Song family?

In their opinion, Mu Feng's strength should be just the eighth level of the life sea. Facing two strong men of the same level, he may not be his opponent.

"how?

You don't want to?"

Song Yuanzheng said frivolously.

"It's not that you don't want to! It's that you don't have the right to do it! Not that all cats and dogs can invite me!"

Mu Feng felt calmly.

Song Yuanliang and Song Yuanzheng's faces became gloomy, and they were secretly annoyed that Mu Feng was really ungrateful and actually mocked them as cats and dogs.

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished for your wine! Then don't blame my subordinates for being merciless!"

Song Yuanliang and Song Yuanzheng looked at each other, walked out with great strides, and came towards Mu Feng. The terrifying momentum swept across Mu Feng like a storm.

Rumble! Suddenly, outside Jinyu Inn, a dense sound of horse hooves shaking from the earth.

The entire ground seemed to have been tilted, making a rumbling sound and the gravel was floating.

Everyone in Jinyu Inn and the many buildings around him all came out and looked to the end of the street ahead.
Chapter completed!