Chapter 1177

"Pretending to be a disciple of the Vientiane Sacred Sect, with more than 30,000 combat achievements!"

Many people present were in an uproar when they heard the words, and looked at the person Mr. Lu was referring to.

He Bi sneered and said: "This apprentice with outstanding military achievements, go up and show us your skills, don't just brag and talk big things."

"Little girl, speak politely with my young master, otherwise you won't know how you died"

Liu Xiao couldn't help but said coldly, showing a trace of killing intent.

"Bold, you, a lowly servant, dare to speak out and threaten my lady"

A guard behind He Bi scolded coldly.

"Well, it's time to start the action."

But at this time, Mu Feng shook his head and got up, pointing his toes, without a trace of fireworks, his body jumped up, landed on the battle platform more than ten meters away, and looked at Mr. Lu indifferently.

"Hurry up, I have work to do"

Mu Feng said indifferently.

"Boy, you finally dare to come up, today I am here, tear off your disguise mask"

Mr. Lu sneered, and a gust of wind energy roared out of his body, pouring into the folding fan in his hand.

His folding fan turned out to be a good spiritual weapon.

The blue light of the folding fan blazed, and under one fan, blue wind blades several meters in size whizzed out. With a sharp edge, they tore through the sky and cut towards Mu Feng. There were dozens of wind blades.

Mu Feng's face was indifferent, watching the wind blade cutting towards him, he stood with his hands behind his back, and he didn't even dodge for a moment.

On the king's seat, a king looked at a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, and said with a smile, "Brother Lu, that junior is your son, right? He has learned a lot."

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said with a smile: "That's right, Quan Zi is sixty-eight years old, and he has already achieved great success."

"Haha, sixty-eight, the seventh heaven of Linghai Realm, young and promising, you can expect to become a king in this life, brother Lu will have successors"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi smiled lightly when he heard the words, but he was quite satisfied with his son.

Dozens of wind blades howled and swept over, bringing up a violent hurricane, and the wind contained a powerful tearing ability.

The wind blade slashed towards Mu Feng, and many of the women closed their eyes in alarm. The next scene might be the bloody scene of Mu Feng being cut into pieces.

Mr. Lu also showed a icy smile. His wind blade technique, coupled with the power of the spiritual weapon, is comparable to a strong man in the eighth level of the spiritual sea realm.

However, his smile froze instantly.

When the wind blade was nearly ten meters away from Mu Feng, a burst of thunder burst out from Mu Feng's body, causing all the wind blades to shatter one by one.

Mu Feng, still standing with his hands behind his back.

"How can this be!"

Mr. Lu cried out in shock, but he didn't see Mu Feng make a move. Why did the wind blade shatter?

"You are so capable? If you can get within ten meters of me, I will lose."

Mu Feng said calmly, and the others also showed a hint of shock.

"Arrogance!"

Mr. Lu let out an angry roar, his body turned into a blue light and shot out, and the energy in his body surged into the fan, and the light of the spiritual fan was radiated, and it swiped down.

Swish!

A giant wind blade more than ten meters long condensed out and slashed towards Mu Feng with a whistling sound. This blow was so powerful that Mr. Lu, a ten-meter-thick steel man, was confident enough to cut through it.

"This kid is dead, how dare he be so careless to Mr. Lu?"

He Bi sneered and said, He Feier showed a look of unbearable.

Boom...!

However, when the wind blade was ten meters away from Mu Feng, it stopped instantly, and could not move forward. No matter how much energy Master Lu released to help, he stopped ten meters away.

"How is it possible, break it for me!"

Mr. Lu's complexion changed drastically, and he roared angrily. The energy in his body surged into the wind blade, and the wind blade whimpered and exploded with powerful energy, but it just couldn't advance a single bit.

Everyone in the audience looked at this scene in shock, Mr. Lu gritted his teeth and urged the wind blade, but it stopped ten meters away from the red-haired youth, unable to move.

But this red-haired young man had a calm expression on his face and stood still.

"I want to tell you one thing. A king cannot be humiliated, and I, Mu Feng, cannot be humiliated. Get lost!"

Mu Feng let out a low growl, and in his throat, the sound wave of the dragon's roar swept out, and the sound wave turned into a shock force and bombarded the wind blade.

Boom...!

The wind blade shattered with a bang, and the shock wave blasted into Mr. Lu's body.

"ah……!"

This Mr. Lu screamed, his body seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, he vomited blood and flew tens of meters away, all the internal organs in his body were shattered, his body fell to the ground, and his vitality quickly disappeared. The whole body was terrified, vomiting blood continuously from the mouth, spewing out pieces of internal organs, tilted his head, and fell!

The audience was silent, and countless young people looked at Mu Feng in shock. They couldn't believe it, and then looked at Mr. Lu who had fallen to the ground and had no life, and their eyes widened.

Mr. Lu was drunk to death with a single word!

"How is it possible, Mr. Lu!"

He Bi's eyes widened too, she couldn't believe that Mr. Lu, whom she admired, was shocked to death by Mu Feng's words!

"How is this possible, Mr. Lu, he was shocked to death by one word!"

The young people at the same table looked at Mu Feng in disbelief.

"Young master!"

Mr. Lu's guards were shocked, and rushed to the stage one by one to see Mr. Lu, but Mr. Lu was dead.

"Birth!"

But at this moment, a furious voice came from the king's seat, and a middle-aged man turned into a blue light and fell down to check Mr. Lu's breath, but Mr. Lu had no breath.

This person is exactly Lu Gongzi's father, who is also a king in the realm of Tianpo.

When he found that Mr. Lu had lost his vitality, the king burst out with a terrifying aura, and looked at Mu Feng coldly.

"Boy, in a martial arts competition, you dare to be so cruel and kill my son!"

Lu Jiazhu looked at Mu Feng and said angrily.

"Your son has provoked me again and again, and he deserves death. If you refuse to accept it, you can come and take revenge."

Mu Feng looked at Patriarch Lu and said indifferently, a terrifying aura of thunder erupted from his body, it was impressive that he was a king of the Heavenly Soul Realm.

"How is it possible, this, this kid, yes, is a king of the Heavenly Soul Realm!"

The co-citizens who had ridiculed Mu Feng before looked at Mu Feng, whose breath was as vigorous as the sea at this moment, like a big sun, showing horror and trembling.

"This, how is this possible..."

There was also a trace of panic on He Bi's face. The person she had been ridiculing and looked down on before turned out to be a figure comparable to her ancestor!

"He didn't lie to me"

A look of shock appeared in He Feier's beautiful eyes.

"Okay, okay, okay, it turned out to be a kingly figure, but he was hidden among the juniors. This enmity, I, Lu, will remember it. The enmity of killing a son is irreconcilable."

Lu Jiazhu looked at the majestic Mu Feng and roared, picked up his son's body, and prepared to leave.

"Wait, did I let you go?"