Wang Feng's appearance was like a dark cloud, hanging over everyone's heads. Seeing him holding Wang Fen's corpse, looking sad and angry, everyone knew that what happened next would no longer be simple.

People couldn't help but worry about Wu Ming. If Wang Feng really wanted to avenge Wang Fen, then Wu Ming would definitely bear the brunt and become the target of his attacks.

People looked at Wuming, but what surprised and puzzled them was that Wuming didn't look panicked at all. He looked at everything not far away calmly, as if the killing of Wang Fen had nothing to do with him. Then

Call someone calm and calm!

However, when people saw the black tiger whose coercion was gradually revealed, people knew where Wuming's confidence came from. Just relying on the black tiger alone, could Wuming not be afraid of Wang Feng's revenge for killing his son?

People think that Wuming is too optimistic. After all, this is Zhenwumen's home court. Even if he comes with strong players, it is still an away game and there is no advantage for him. What if Zhenwumen takes action?

In addition, Wang Feng is the parent and son of the Gun King. He has the blood of a fairy, and his cultivation has reached the Heaven-Treading Realm. It is not comparable to the ordinary Heaven-Treading Realm. Even if Black Tiger is a monster and has extraordinary talents, he still needs to

It is very uncertain to say that he can compete with Wang Feng.

"Master, who killed my son? Are you just watching here?" Wang Feng looked at the master of the Zhenwu Sect, his cold voice filled with shocking murderous intent.

After hearing his words, everyone knew that Wang Feng did not intend to resolve the matter peacefully, but decided to avenge Wang Fen.

"Brother Wang, please forgive me. This kind of thing is not what I want to see happen. Today is the day when all the saints in the world come to my Zhenwu Sect to challenge life and death. Wang Fen's nephew lost to Mu Bai and was unfortunately defeated. I

As the leader of a sect, how can you interfere randomly, otherwise, it would be breaking the rules!" The leader of the Zhenwu Sect explained, discussing friendship with Wang Feng's peers.

At this moment, with a sad look on his face, he said: "In addition, including Wang Fen's nephew, four people from our Zhenwu Sect have been defeated by Mu Bai. As the sect leader, I am also very sad.

It’s so sad!”

"Hmph, it's none of my business whether others die or not. My son is a descendant of the immortals known as the 'Golden Third Generation', so how can he be compared to others." Wang Feng waved his hand and did not listen to Zhenwu at all.

The sect master’s explanation.

It's just that he really can't speak, and one sentence can make many disciples of Zhenwu Sect feel resentful. If they weren't concerned about Wang Feng's power, many disciples of Zhenwu Sect would have exploded long ago.

But even now, they all cursed Wang Feng in their hearts, thinking that his son deserved to die. Why, your son is a human being, and we are not human beings?

The leader of the Zhenwu Sect was also angry at Wang Feng's words and trembled in his heart. He secretly cursed Wang Feng for not being able to speak or behave. His head was full of mush. Otherwise, he was suffering from bad luck.

However, even if he had resentment in his heart, he could not express it directly. He endured the impatience in his heart and said: "Brother Wang, just tell me, what do you want?"

"Let the murderer kneel and worship in front of my son's tomb for a hundred years, and then kill him to pay for my son's life!" Wang Fen said viciously, his eyes full of fierce resentment.

Hearing his words, people were even more worried about Wuming. This Wang Feng was obviously not an easy person to fight, but Wuming couldn't do what he wanted.

Since it is a life and death challenge, naturally there is no such thing as killing someone to pay for your life. Furthermore, this is the world of monks. The so-called killing to pay for your life depends on whether you have the strength to avenge yourself. If not, then you will die.

His death was in vain.

In the world of monks, the rules of conduct in the mortal world are just decorations. Everything is based on strength. It makes sense to have a big fist, and only then can you set the rules that others need to abide by. Otherwise, it cannot be said to be a world of monks.

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The so-called rules of conduct are, after all, just a tool that serves the strong. Only the weak will place all their hopes on the rules of conduct.

"Brother Wang, your conditions are too embarrassing. As I said just now, Mu Bai and the others are here to challenge and hone themselves. How could I interfere randomly? Otherwise, wouldn't it cause disputes among the sects? As a person, I

How can the master of a sect not consider the many disciples of the Zhenwu Sect? I really can’t take action!” The master of the Zhenwu Sect said so sincerely that those who didn’t know thought he was doing it for Wuming’s benefit.

But who can't hear it? What he means is that I can't take action, but you can. If you want to avenge your son Wang Fen, you have to take action!

Although Wang Feng couldn't speak, it didn't mean that he was really brainless. After Pin understood the words of the Zhenwu Sect Master, he stared at Wu Ming with an unkind expression.

"Are you Mu Bai? Did you kill my son Wang Fen?" Wang Feng stared at Wuming with resentment, his voice filled with endless anger and murderous intent.

"Challenge of life and death, no matter life or death, Wang Fen's skills are not as good as others, who can blame him." Wuming responded calmly, with that flat tone, Wang Feng was so angry that the blue veins on his forehead were pulsing.

"Okay, very good. Since you killed my son, then prepare to pay with your life. I don't care about the rules of your life and death challenge. I only know that you kill my son Wang Fen." Before Wang Feng finished speaking, he

He stretched out his big hand and grabbed Wuming, cruel and ruthless.

"Sect Master, are you going to let this happen?" Wuming quickly retreated, and at the same time, the sound suddenly rose, and he rushed towards the Zhenwu Sect's Sect Master.

"There is nothing I can do about this. Although I am the leader of the Zhenwu Sect, Brother Wang Feng is not a disciple of my Zhenwu Sect. I can't control him!" The leader of the Zhenwu Sect looked embarrassed, but

The sneer in his eyes was so obvious.

Hearing what he said, how could Wuming not understand what his intention was, but with the intention of disgusting others and making himself happy, he still roared and said: "What a true martial arts sect, I am really knowledgeable."

Here we are, do you think that if a strong person from the Heaven-Stepping Realm intervenes, you can let me catch you without mercy?"

At this moment, Wuming used his cultivation and roared angrily. The sound swept the heaven and earth, shook the whole world, and actually spread for nearly a hundred miles.

And just when he opened his mouth, Nangong Zhehua and others rushed forward to help him, which moved him deeply.

However, he still rejected the good intentions of Nangong Zhehua and others, saying: "You don't need to take action, leave it all to me!"

"Black Tiger, stop him!" After saying that, Wuming ordered Black Tiger to take action. A huge tiger claw shocked the world and directly met the giant hand transformed by Wang Feng's spiritual energy.

"Bang!"

Large areas of light and rain flew like butterflies, and Wang Feng's huge palm transformed with spiritual energy was shattered by the black tiger's claw, making a dull sound, like thunder on a sunny day.

Wang Feng's expression suddenly darkened. He was defeated just now, not because his cultivation was not enough, but because he did not expect Black Tiger to take action, which made him suffer a hidden loss.

"How dare you even try to stop me, a beast? I will suppress you today!" Wang Feng shouted coldly and took action. The pressure of the Heaven-Stepping Realm filled his body, almost destroying this place.

"Go to the outside world for a decisive battle!" the leader of the Zhenwu Sect shouted loudly, and hurriedly took action to protect the cultivators here, including Wuming and the others, as well as those who came to watch the excitement from further away.

It's not that he is kind-hearted, but he knows that if something happens to these people, the Zhenwu Sect will suffer a lot, so he has no choice but to do this.

It was also because of this that he became more and more resentful towards Wang Feng, a brainless guy who almost destroyed his Zhenwumen Mountain Gate. This made him unable to resent him.

You know, that is the coercion of the Heaven-Stepping Realm. It can easily destroy the land of a country, and it is not possible for millions of miles to be robbed.

But Wang Feng, a brainless guy, showed no concern at all in front of his True Martial Gate Mountain Gate, displaying the coercion of the Heaven-Stepping Realm. Isn't this deliberately provoking trouble?

If it weren't for the cooperation between Gu Yu and Wang Feng, to be honest, he would have wanted to kill this brainless guy. His mind was full of pig intestines and shit!

Hearing the reminder from the leader of the Zhenwu Sect, Wang Feng looked at Black Tiger with cold eyes and said harsh words: "A battle outside the territory!"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Black Tiger was even more direct, locking Wang Feng with his aura, and rushed into the outside world in an instant.

After sending away these two evil gods, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, especially the many spectators in the distance. They felt that they had walked between life and death, and their hearts were extremely cold. Didn't they just come here?

Do you want to watch the fun? As for making it so scary?

"Next!" Wuming spoke coldly. Perhaps the petty thoughts of the master of the Zhenwu Sect angered him. His words were even colder at this time, and his eyes were like knives as he kept scanning the disciples of the Zhenwu Sect.

His behavior was both reasonable and common sense. People didn't expect that his attitude would still be so stubborn without the huge support of Black Tiger.

At this time, he stood across the sky, his eyes flashing coldly, looking at the people of the Zhenwu Sect with undisguised murderous intent.

It is conceivable that as long as there are disciples of the Zhenwu Sect coming out next, it will inevitably lead to an unprecedented and crazy attack until the enemy is destroyed.

"Mu Bai, don't be so arrogant. Without Black Tiger, you still dare to be so arrogant. You are seeking death!" A holy son of Zhenwu Sect said, seriously dissatisfied with Wuming's attitude.

"Looking for death, I really thought that if you didn't come out, I wouldn't dare to kill you!"

Having said that, Wuming swung his fist forward, and with unparalleled oppression, the huge fist shadow rushed towards the Holy Son who spoke just now. His strong attitude was simply extremely arrogant.

Wuming's decisiveness and domineering attitude shocked everyone. Even Nangong Zhehua and others were surprised. They didn't know why Wuming did such an irrational thing.

In fact, Wuming is very calm. At the moment, he has a huge sense of crisis. He can only stir up the situation and make this place more and more chaotic. For this reason, he does not hesitate to put down the bet of his life, just to make this place completely chaotic.
Chapter completed!