It should be noted that there is a huge difference between the strength and thickness of the internal force. The strength depends on the quality of the internal force. Combined with the amount of internal force that can explode at one time, it will determine the lethality.

As for the thickness of the internal force, it depends on the storage in the dantian.

So even though everyone knows Zhuo Mufeng's attack power, they cannot really estimate the thickness of his internal strength.

When everyone heard that he could use the five-color sword energy nine times, they were stunned for a moment, full of incredible surprise.

Ling Luoyang's expression also changed.

With the speed of the five-color sword energy and close-range battle, it is very difficult for her to dodge, and she must have to fight with her killer moves, but with her current internal strength, she can also use up to seven killer moves.

It is even more unrealistic to fight long distances. She has not reached that level yet. In this way, she may not be able to beat Zhuo Mufeng.

However, Ling Luoyang is not a fool, and she believes whatever her opponent says. She smiled and looked at Zhuo Mufeng, her clear eyes as clear as a stream, as if it could reflect Zhuo Mufeng's heart. Seeing Zhuo Mufeng's shameless person was uncomfortable.

"Luo Yang has made up his mind, so I would like to ask Junior Brother Zhuo for advice." Ling Luoyang's tone was gentle, but his attitude was very firm.

Everyone else observed Zhuo Mufeng's reaction, and they were quite suspicious that someone was bragging about himself.

Baili Yan smiled and said, "Brother, it's okay to let us see it."

Meng Jiuxiao coughed dryly, and seeing that he could not refuse, he said earnestly to Zhuo Mufeng: "Mufeng, success or failure is nothing."

It means just go up, it doesn’t matter if you lose, but don’t talk big anymore, otherwise it will only be more embarrassing.

But Zhuo Mufeng didn't listen at all. This guy had already insisted on going all the way to the dark. He was quite unhappy. Why did others accept the challenge when they asked him? He had to take action even if he was not sure. Wasn't he going to rush to find abuse?

I want to step on my power and show off my power, go to dream!

Looking at Ling Luoyang, who was smiling lightly and could not allow him to refuse, Zhuo Mufeng had the heart of fucking the other party's 18 generations of ancestors.

He said in a deep voice: "If it is normal, I don't mind giving advice to my senior sister, but this time it really won't work. I said that once I take action, I must do my best for the sake of the Sanjiang League. Please ask yourself, can you block my Nine Swords?

At that time, I can't control myself, and I may seriously hurt my senior sister! I used to fire five swords in a row and almost killed Zi Wanhao. If I changed it to my senior sister, how could I do it?"

This guy is so shameless. Before he could fight, he has already set himself as the winner. He is completely in a pity tone.

Even though Ling Luoyang was calm, she couldn't help but grind her teeth and was secretly annoyed. She was also very proud in her bones and said more and more firmly: "Young brother, don't worry, if something happens, your mentor will take action. You can't hurt me."

Chu Yuhuan said coldly: "Boy, just fight if you want, don't delay."

Zhuo Mufeng frowned and looked angry: "My Senior Sister Ling, there is a possibility of everything. What if the teacher doesn't have time to do? If I hurt you by accident, wouldn't I regret it for life? No, I will never agree."

As soon as these words came out, Chu Yuhuan's eyebrows stood up. Baili Yan stamped her feet together, incredible. Ling Luoyang's pretty face was flushed, and anger surged on her previously gentle face for the first time.

This is so presumptuous. What does my Senior Sister Ling mean? She even regrets for life. This is simply a proud daughter who teases Ling Luoyang in person and Yanyulou's younger generation.

It's unbearable, even the uncle and aunt can't bear it.

Meng Jiuxiao knew it was going to be bad as soon as he saw Chu Yuhuan's appearance. He secretly called Zhuo Mufeng too shameless and teased him, but asked him to put out the fire, but he had to honestly pick up the golden-topped Zaoyang Spear.

Wu Yuanyuan had changed her mind about Zhuo Mufeng, but now she was glaring, her eyes like two sharp swords, wishing she could penetrate this guy's face and see how thick it was.

Zhuo Mufeng was stunned. It was not because of this sentence, but because of this guy's reaction was very fast and he had already felt the strong fighting spirit coming from Ling Luoyang.

Ruyan Rumiao's sword force was about to emerge. Once Ling Luoyang takes action, his previous cowhide will be completely broken and will become a joke in the world.

Zhuo Mufeng said quickly: "Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just talking inappropriately, you can do it! In short, for the sake of the friendship between the two families, I will never do it rashly. At worst, I'll admit defeat."

After saying that, he stood in front of his sword with his hands and looked at Ling Luoyang quietly without any defense. How wronged he was, he would rather suffer in order to maintain the relationship between the two factions.

Clam!

The ethereal sword force, as misty as rain, suddenly erupted. Zhuo Mufeng only saw a flash of white light, and an extremely condensed sword energy stabbed him quickly. The speed was not very fast, but it gave people an unpredictable and irresistible feeling.

To be honest, Zhuo Mufeng couldn't stop it. At this moment, he knew that he was definitely not Ling Luoyang's opponent. Made, I bet you don't dare to attack.

This guy is also a ruthless person. In such a thrilling situation, he even didn't even operate his internal strength. He even smiled and looked like he had a clear conscience. In fact, his back was wet.

The sharp sword energy quickly touched Zhuo Mufeng's nose, and the remaining strength was strong, and there was no sign of stopping. Zhuo Mufeng was finally shocked and his heart stopped beating. This woman really tried to take my life?!

Just when Zhuo Mufeng thought my life was over and he regretted it, another sword light lit up in front of his eyes, like colorful neon lights, with murderous intent in splendor, and one sword shattered the ethereal but extremely condensed sword light.

The figure shook, and Ling Luoyang took three steps back, and then heard a sound of Keng. Wu Yuanyuan's sword had already returned to the sheath, and said coldly: "Sister Ling, what do you mean?"

Ling Luoyang also inserted his sword into the sheath and shook his head and said, "I just want to try my junior sister's sword skills, and it's true that's better than me."

His eyes shifted and fell on Zhuo Mufeng, who had a gray face. Ling Luoyang's eyes were filled with pleasure after revenge and said with a smile: "Junior brother, I didn't want to hurt you just now, weren't you scared?"

Zhuo Mufeng smiled ugly: "It's okay, I know my senior sister is joking." But he was scolding the bitch in his heart, "Wait for me, sooner or later, I want you to look good."

Chu Yuhuan looked at Meng Jiuxiao who was waiting for the battle and said as if he was pointing out: "Go back and tell Wu Guanting that you should not accept all despicable people by your side, otherwise the Sanjiang League will be over sooner or later."

She was very open today. She didn't expect that a person could be so shameless. In order to avoid the war, she really did everything she could do.

But this is the case in the world. There is a saying that people are invincible when they are so humble. The other party is clearly cheating and doesn’t want any face. You really have no choice but to force others to fight, right?

Chu Yuhuan glanced at Zhuo Mufeng quickly, then looked at him without looking more, turned around and rushed into the distance: "Go."

Ling Luoyang did not look at Zhuo Mufeng again. In the eyes of this gentle girl, Zhuo Mufeng is no longer worthy of being her opponent. I guess if I don’t fight today, I will not be able to wait for the final battle, and I will be defeated by others sooner or later.

Thinking of wasting so much time for such a person, Ling Luoyang shook his head in his heart, but the surface was not leaking, and he still bowed to Meng Jiuxiao and the other two, "Senior Meng, Master Wu, Junior Brother Zhuo, say goodbye." Then he followed the master.

The remaining Baili Yan curled her lips secretly, but she also knew the most basic etiquette. She said hello and said goodbye and left.

Soon, only Ni Dazi was left at the scene. Meng Jiuxiao was in a bad mood. Looking at the direction where the three girls disappeared, he withdrew his gaze for a long time and smiled bitterly: "Let's go down the mountain too."

He nodded to Ni Dazi and walked out. Zhuo Mufeng and Wu Yuanyuan followed.

Ni Dazi stretched out her hand and laughed even worse than crying. Looking at the thatched hut that collapsed all over the floor, her heart was bleeding. These destructive elements who killed thousands of swords did not even show any signs.

Suddenly, when he heard the sound of the wind breaking out, Ni Dazi, who was bitter, subconsciously stretched out his hand and saw five white and bright silver ingots in his palm. He was stunned at first, and after he reacted, he hurried to the edge of the cliff and shouted to the figure at the foot of the mountain: "Hero Meng, be polite!"

No echo came, Ni Dazi happily weighed the silver ingot, looked back at the mess all over the ground, and even put away the meteor hammer, hung it around her waist, humming a small tune and leaving.

We were originally a visitor to the world, but we were not allowed to stay here, so we could not stay here for a few days and avoid being challenged without tranquility.

Zhuo Mufeng and the other two who went down the mountain did not set off immediately, but returned to Xiaohan City to rest. Zhuo Mufeng's internal strength had not yet recovered, and Meng Jiuxiao was also slightly injured.

When he returned to the room, Zhuo Mufeng was still a little depressed.

He also figured it out that Ling Luoyang had absolutely no hold on with his sword, but the other party was confident, because even if Wu Yuanyuan didn't take action, Meng Jiuxiao would not sit idly by and watch him be killed.

But even in this case, I was still scared to the point where my face turned pale. Maybe the woman would laugh at me.

In fact, this is no wonder Zhuo Mufeng. At the moment of life and death, even the most rational person will have aroused fear of death instinct.

After all, Zhuo Mufeng underestimated Ling Luoyang and did not think that the other party dared to draw the sword. As a result, the other party not only pulled it, but the tip of the sword also poked the tip of his nose. How could he not be shocked?

Without weak legs, Master Zhuo has become very strong in his psychological quality.

"Don't underestimate others."

Zhuo Mufeng really wants to ask Ling Luoyang, are you not afraid of accidents? Are Meng Jiuxiao and Wu Yuanyuan not too late to save them? How can you end that way? This question can only be hidden in your heart for the time being.

Zhuo Mufeng shook his head and quickly abandoned the extra distractions. Of course, he also remembered the grudges that should be held clearly and would never forget them.

Unfortunately, this battle is estimated to have no chance to take revenge. The time is too short, so it is difficult for his strength to improve by leaps and bounds. Eighty-mostly, if he does not meet Ling Luoyang, he will be defeated first by others.

The more Mr. Zhuo thought about it, the more depressed he became. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea, but it was tasteless to drink.

When we gathered in the hall for dinner in the evening, Zhuo Mufeng's skills had recovered, and Meng Jiuxiao looked as usual.

As soon as he saw Zhuo Mufeng, Meng Jiuxiao smiled and comforted: "Don't take things in the daytime to your heart."

In fact, he had already prepared for Zhuo Mufeng to lose, and there were all kinds of things in the Sanjiang League. However, he didn't expect that Zhuo Mufeng forced himself to leave Chu Yuhuan and his disciples, postponing the failure period, making people wonder whether to cry or laugh.

Wu Yuanyuan glanced at Zhuo Mufeng.
Chapter completed!