Chapter 1101

Master Haiming smiled faintly, secretly disdainful in his heart, he knew that in the face of interests, none of the six veins of the Wanxiang sect would be unmoved.

However, how do they know the value of Mu Feng? He has the blood of Shura, a powerful race in the upper realm. For the Holy Cult of Light, there are too many treasures and secrets that can be developed in Mu Feng.

Xuanyuan Haotian frowned, although he was somewhat dissatisfied with Archbishop Haiming's use of benefits to win over the people of the Wanxiang Sacred Sect, but this time it was the Elder Liumai who presided over the selection of disciples, not him.

Everyone looked at Mu Feng, with sympathy, sighs, sarcasm, ridicule, all kinds of eyes.

This Mu Feng became one of the eighteen core seed selection disciples, but in the end, he ended up being abandoned by the six meridians.

"Mu Feng..."

Princess Ziyun looked at the young man with flying silver hair and an indifferent expression, and felt pity and distress in his heart.

"Mu Feng..."

There was also a lot of sympathy in Liu Yixue's eyes looking at Mu Feng, as well as a trace of anger towards the Wanxiang Shengzong.

"I really didn't expect that the six bloodlines of the mighty Vientiane Sacred Sect would be succumbed to by a little interest. I really didn't expect that the sect that I, Mu Feng, wanted to join would be so unbearable."

When everyone was looking at Mu Feng with various eyes, Mu Feng spoke. The words are full of sarcasm.

He looked at the six selected elders of the Wanxiang Sacred Sect, his eyes were cold, and he remembered all the expressions of these people in his heart.

"Mu Feng, what are you talking about? It's not that we won't protect you, it's that you caused the disaster yourself!"

An elder of the Thunder Hall seemed to feel a little ashamed, he was slapped in the face by Mu Feng's words, and said in a cold voice.

"Haha, catastrophe, it was Italy who made you succumb."

Mu Feng said sarcastically.

"I hate that I, Mu Feng, was blind. After a year of penance in Dashang, the Holy Sect who wanted to join would treat me like this. It's sad and lamentable. If one day, others offer even greater conditions, Let you let your disciples, students, and relatives go out, do you also agree?"

Mu Feng looked at the elders of Liumai and sneered loudly, the elders of Liumai's faces became ugly upon hearing this.

The others were also surprised, secretly thinking that Mu Feng was dazzled by anger, and even contradicted the elders of Liumai.

Hong Qianjue and the others, who originally felt a little guilty towards Mu Feng, also looked coldly at Mu Feng.

"Liu Meridian abandoned me, I don't need you to abandon me, don't you want to know why the Guangming Sacred Church wants to arrest me so much? I, Mu Feng, will prove it to you."

Mu Feng sneered and flew towards the shocking ancient sword.

"What does he want?"

"Mu Feng flew to the selection area of ​​Yujian Peak"

When people saw Mu Feng flying towards the towering giant sword, they were surprised for a while, and some people seemed to have guessed something.

"He's going to break through the ancient sword!"

Someone exclaimed.

Under the eyes of everyone, Mu Feng stepped on the ancient sword, and suddenly a wave of sword energy and sword intent rushed to his face.

A wave of thunder sword energy was released from Mu Feng's body, and his body turned into a purple sword light, rushing towards the peak of the sword.

"Mu Feng wants to break into the ancient sword! Why is he breaking into the ancient sword?"

Someone said in shock.

One hundred feet, two hundred feet, three hundred feet! Mu Feng's flying speed was unstoppable!

On the ancient sword, which is difficult for ordinary sword repairers to make progress, Mu Feng is like a broken bamboo, without stopping at all.

Soon, five hundred feet, six hundred feet, seven hundred feet!

At this point, the sword intent and sword energy are so powerful that they can't move forward without great perseverance.

And here, Mu Feng already has the qualification to be an inner sect disciple of Yujian Peak!

But when he got here, Mu Feng didn't stop walking, gusts of berserk sword energy and sword intent rushed towards his face, and Mu Feng growled lowly.

"Open it for me!"

A terrifying sword intent surged out of Mu Feng's body, turning into a ferocious sword sculpture, protecting Mu Feng's body, breaking through the heavy sword energy, and heading straight to the summit.

"Transformation Realm Sword Intent, this kid is still a genius of sword repair!"

Someone said in shock.

"My God, it's so fast, it's eight hundred feet, it's going to be nine hundred feet!"

Some selected disciples were shocked. When they were selected, every step was difficult, but Mu Feng rushed forward directly.

In the shocking eyes of everyone, Mu Feng reached the peak of the giant sword, obtained the reward qualification of Yujian Peak, and reached the peak of selection, but how long did it take for Mu Feng? More than ten breaths!

"How can it be!"

The elders of Yujian Peak and Li Changsheng looked at Mu Feng in disbelief. Mu Feng easily reached the peak of their selection.

Holding the sword, Mu Feng stood proudly at the peak of the giant sword, looked at everyone, and said coldly: "It wasn't Yujianfeng who abandoned me, it was me, Mu Feng, who abandoned Yujianfeng!"

Li Changsheng and Yu Jianfeng's people turned ugly when they heard the words. They didn't expect that Mu Feng was still a genius of swordsmanship.

After Mu Feng finished speaking, his body turned into a beam of light, which charged towards the fighting formation in the eyes of everyone.

As soon as he entered the battle formation, a battle spirit with the same cultivation level as Mu Feng condensed and roared, and the battle spirit rushed towards Mu Feng.

Mu Feng walked forward with his hands behind his back, and a terrifying purple thunder force blasted out of his body, directly blasting and killing the crushing battle spirit, adding a foot of battle light to his body.

After that, more and more battle spirits condensed and roared towards Mu Feng. Mu Feng didn't make a move, but from Lei Ling's battle body, violent thunderbolts blasted out, directly obliterating the battle spirit who was comparable to the same level of cultivation. Light soars.

One foot, two feet, ten feet!

When it reached ten feet, Mu Feng was forced to take the initiative to strike. A palm of thunder blasted out, and several battle spirits were blasted to death. The battle light on Mu Feng soared like a rocket in the shocked eyes of everyone. , Thirty feet... The terrifying speed soared.

Not long after, hundreds of battle spirits roared and killed, and at this time, the battle light on Mu Feng's body had already reached ninety-nine feet!

Hundreds of battle spirits are equivalent to hundreds of monks of the same realm. Although they don't know the original skills and skills, they can crush half of the half-step kings in an instant.

As Mu Feng watched hundreds of battle spirits attack, he had an extra ancient sword in his hand, which condensed sword patterns and turned into a shocking thunder phoenix. The ten-foot thunder phoenix contained terrifying sword energy and sword intent.

"kill!"

Mu Feng slashed out with a sword, and the Thunder Sword Phoenix slashed out with a long roar, and the fighting spirits shattered one after another as if they were being torn apart. With one strike, the hundred spirits collapsed!

One sword annihilated hundreds of battle spirits, and the battle light instantly hit Mu Feng's body, reaching the peak of Baizhang!

Everyone stared at the power of this sword and the light of the Baizhang sword in shock.

Twenty breaths, Zhanshen Mountain, and Jinjia Peak have passed all selections!

"I, Mu Feng, abandon God of War Peak, Jinjia Peak!"

Mu Feng's icy voice reverberated, with a battle light of hundreds of feet, under the inconceivable gazes of everyone, he charged into the thunder formation again. In ten breaths, Mu Feng rushed to the ninth minefield, and endured the most violent thunder bombardment. , all Lei Xiu was shocked.

Mu Feng looked in the direction of Thunder Palace sarcastically again, and said coldly: "I, Mu Feng, abandon Thunder Palace!"

Silence, the audience is silent!

Thunder Palace selection, all ten breaths broken!