Chapter 1462 Young Chu Chen
The Tianjiao grand meeting of the era is held every five hundred years. The so-called grand meeting is also a martial arts competition. The ten strongest men with the strongest cultivation bases within the age of three hundred are selected.
And these ten powerhouses are also known as the arrogance of the era, representing the opening of a secret realm and the leaders of an era.
Whether a person lives for a lifetime, whether it is a mortal with a lifespan of a hundred years or a monk with a long life, fame and fortune cannot escape.
Who knows about the nameless cultivator? Who is willing to shed blood without benefit.
If he can win the title of Tianjiao of the Times, not only will he be famous all over the world, but he will definitely attract much attention in his sect and gain more resources and benefits.
Mu Feng walked alone on the street in a melancholy mood, watching life and people coming and going.
"This kid, who didn't learn well in the young grades, actually stole the pill formula"
"Call me, I hope you will beat me to death!"
"Just hit me. Chen'er stole the family's pills. It's because I have no way to discipline him. If you want to hit me, hit me."
There were a lot of people watching the fun in front of him, and there was a young man in green clothes who was beaten all over his body, and her mother, a woman in plain clothes, was hugging and protecting him.
"Hmph, that's right, it's true that you are incapable of disciplining, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and the lowly maidservant breeds lowly, hit me!"
A burly man wrapped in a black hair scarf said coldly.
Immediately, several monks punched the mother and son together.
"Don't hit my mother, I stole the elixir, if there is anything wrong, come to me!"
The young man in Tsing Yi was also extremely bloody. He struggled to get up from the ground, roared and charged at a monk,
His cultivation was not weak, he was still at the realm of Yuandan, and he punched a monk with a fist of Yuanli.
The man in the black scarf sneered, and slapped him casually. Suddenly, he slapped the young man violently. This black scarf also has the cultivation base of the spiritual sea realm, and the young man is far from being an opponent.
"Damn, you really think of you as the young master of the Chu family, but you're just the bastard of a lowly maidservant."
The man in the black scarf looked at the boy who was slapped flying and said sarcastically.
"Even if I beat your mother, what can you do? Can your strength protect this lowly maid?"
The man in the black scarf stepped on the plain-clothed woman's face and grinned grimly.
"Please, stop beating the dust..."
The woman in plain clothes was trampled under her feet, and she still didn't forget to plead with her son while crying.
"Mom, bastard!"
The young man roared furiously, his eyes turned red in an instant, he roared, and a black thunder power surged out of his body to envelop his body, and with a bang, it turned into a thunder light and shot at the man in the black scarf. It was many times stronger than before.
The man in the black scarf was disdainful, and slapped again. The difference in strength between the boy and the opponent was too great, and he was slapped again and fell to the ground vomiting blood.
"Madam has an order to abolish this kid and rectify the family law"
The man in the black scarf said indifferently, and immediately the eight monks walked towards the boy, sneering again and again.
"No, don't, please, don't waste the dust"
The woman kowtowed to plead for mercy, but was kicked away.
The young man finally showed a look of panic, his cultivation base was abolished, what else would he use to protect his mother in the future?
"Hey, pitiful, this Chu Chen is also a pitiful person"
"Poor, what's so pitiful, it's just a low-born who doesn't know who his biological father is, and the Qin family doesn't know who he was born with, and he has no blood relationship with the head of the Chu family. The head of the Chu family is in love with the Qin family, if he didn't kill this bitch and this bastard, how could he survive to this day, and this bastard even dared to steal the family's elixir, death is not a pity."
People around watched coldly, and many people commented.
This young man's name is Chu Chen. Originally, he should be the son of the patriarch of a big family, but unfortunately he doesn't have the slightest blood of the patriarch, and he, he is considered to be a bastard born of her mother's adultery with a wild man.
"That's enough, it's just a elixir, why ruin someone's future?"
At this time, a figure appeared in front of the young man in an instant, blocking the eight people from speaking indifferently.
The eight people were stunned, looked at the young man, and frowned, who is this person, who dares to meddle in the affairs of the Chu family.
The man in the black scarf also frowned, and said coldly: "Who are you? How dare you meddle in my Chu family's affairs?"
This person is naturally Mu Feng.
Originally, Mu Feng was not a good person who likes to meddle in other people's affairs, but this scene of the young man protecting his mother and his son just touched the soft spot in Brother Feng's heart.
Ever since he was a child, what he longed for most was maternal love.
"What elixir did this young man steal from you, and how much is it worth? I'll tell you."
Mu Feng said lightly.
"How much is it worth? Hehe, the value is quite high. He stole the top Wang Dan, which is worth 300,000 spirit stones. Can you afford it?"
The man in black sneered.
As a result, the universe ring on Mu Feng's finger swept past, and thirty large leather bags appeared on the ground, and when they fell to the ground with a thud, they were 300,000 spirit stones.
"You just click and let them go"
Mu Feng said lightly.
The man in the black scarf was stunned for a moment, and his spiritual sense passed by, and it was really 300,000 spirit stones.
He looked at Mu Feng in surprise, this kid, is he so rich?
The man in the black scarf quickly put away the spirit stone, with a flash of greed in his eyes, he looked at Mu Feng and sneered, "A while ago, our family just lost 300,000 spirit stones, could it be that you stole them?" ?”
Da Furen wanted him to kill this little bitch and this bitch servant girl, so naturally he couldn't really let them go, this kid actually jumped out to meddle in his own business, he is still a fat sheep, no matter what he has to beat him.
Mu Feng raised his brows when he heard the words, and the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of teasing, and said, "What do you want?"
The man in the black scarf winked at the eight subordinates, and the eight of them surrounded Mu Feng. The man in the black scarf sneered, "I'm afraid we have to ask the fellow daoists to cooperate with us and investigate carefully."
Those eight people grinned grinningly, each of them surged their energy, and surrounded Mu Feng.
Mu Feng sighed and said, "I don't want to kill anyone."
"Do it!"
The man in black sneered.
"Boy, please cooperate with our investigation."
The eight grinned grinningly, rushed towards Mu Feng, and came to capture him.
"careful!"
The boy couldn't help reminding.
"Little guy, I will teach you a lesson today. In this world, the strong are respected. There is no reason. If you want to protect your mother, you must be strong."
Mu Feng looked at the eight people who had been killed, and said nothing to Chu Chen instead.
He stepped out.
boom……!
In the body, a wave of thunder energy radiated and condensed into eight sword glows.
Pooh! Pooh! ...!
Eight Sword Lights shot through in an instant, killing eight people, none of them reacted, and screamed, each of them was hit by the thunder light on the shoulder, and one of them was chopped off by an arm.
"ah……!"
Eight people screamed, screaming on the ground with their broken arms, blood gushed out.
The people around were dumbfounded. This young man just took one step, and eight masters in the spirit sea realm were cut off with their arms. What kind of strength is this?
The boy was also stunned, and the man in the black scarf looked at Mu Feng in shock and anger.