Chapter 144: The Mysterious Spirit Sword Displays Its Power

  "It seems that he has gained a lot of benefits in the Mystic Spirit Temple!" Feng Qing muttered to himself. Before entering the Mystic Spirit Temple, he felt that Mu Feng didn't have such powerful strength at all, and he was confident that he could thoroughly defeat him within a few moves, or even kill him. He didn't expect that after more than ten days of not seeing each other, this little guy's strength would surge so much that he could actually match himself.

  This child must be eliminated, otherwise he will surely become a powerful enemy in the future!

  Feng Qing was also shocked by Mu Feng's monstrous growth speed, and the killing intent in his heart became more intense. His body shape was like lightning, with a strong momentum appearing in front of Mu Feng. His right palm was like a sharp blade, fiercely stabbing towards Mu Feng's chest and heart.

  "Ah!" Mu Han Yu and others couldn't help but exclaim when they saw this scene, Feng Qing's move was obviously intended to thoroughly kill Mu Feng.

  Mo Feng was calm and composed, the bronze glow on his body becoming increasingly icy. His fists shot out fiercely, colliding with Qing's in a loud crash.

  "Boom!"

  With a dull thud, a wave of energy suddenly spread out, sending both of them flying back several steps at the same time.

  Feng Qing's face changed color, his body barely stabilized before he charged at Mu Feng again, his palms like knives, attacking Mu Feng's vital points.

  Mo Feng didn't back down either, his profound energy surged out violently, and he clashed with Feng Qing in a fierce battle. Both of them were aiming for each other's vitals without any intention of showing mercy.

  The one-sided situation did not appear as everyone had imagined, Mu Feng and Feng Qing exchanged blows, fighting fiercely, with powerful Xuanli fluctuations constantly emerging, making people watch with bated breath, their blood boiling.

  Looking at the two figures intersecting on the grand hall, everyone was also filled with emotion. Mu Feng, with his mere Qi Refining stage strength, was actually able to go head-to-head against Feng Qing, who had already reached the middle stage of the Shaping Realm, and yet he didn't show even a hint of being at a disadvantage - this kind of monstrous strength, how could it not shock people!

  Beside him, Zheng Jian's eyes were also dazed and confused, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock of this scene. He found it hard to believe that in just over ten days, Mu Feng's strength had actually skyrocketed to such an extent.

  From the way they fought, Mu Feng had already left himself far behind. Thinking of this, Zheng Jian's heart was both bitter and astringent, and he even hoped that Feng Qing would thoroughly defeat Mu Feng.

  "Boom!"

  It was another fierce collision, and the two figures retreated dozens of steps in opposite directions.

  "It seems you're forcing me to use my trump card!" Feng Qing coldly smiled, and a golden long spear suddenly appeared in his hand, emitting an astonishing aura from the golden long spear.

  Crimson Blood Spear, Mid-grade Spirit Treasure of the Mystic Stage!

  After grasping the Scarlet Blood Golden Spear, Feng Qing's figure seemed to have grown taller and more majestic, his breath also becoming even sharper.

  The crowd around them involuntarily took a step back under the pressure of this atmosphere.

  "This Scarlet Blood Golden Spear is the Mystic Rank Middle Grade Spirit Treasure I just obtained, and today you will become the first person to be sacrificed to this spear." Feng Qing's entire body emitted a cold killing intent, clearly he was also furious to the extreme.

  Everyone also felt the strong aura of the Xuanjie Zhongpin Lingbao, and their faces all became extremely exaggerated. Looking at that Blood Gold Spear, the eyes of the vast majority of people showed a hint of greed.

  A mid-grade spiritual treasure like this is rarely seen even in the Great Wu Dynasty, only those with extremely deep roots and powerful families or forces can possess it. Now that it has appeared before them, how could it not move people's hearts?

  But everyone feared Feng Qing's powerful strength and his vast background, so no one dared to take action to rob him.

  Feng Qing's eyes were fixed on Mu Feng with a cold and sinister gaze. The scarlet blood spear shook, releasing countless spear flowers that carried a sharp, piercing sound as they shot towards Mu Feng's vital points.

  "Whoosh!"

  Mo Feng coldly laughed and swung his palm, making a slash towards the numerous gun flowers. A meter-long dark energy whip burst forth like lightning, sweeping away all the gun flowers.

  Feng Qing didn't hesitate in the slightest, the scarlet blood halberd danced, and a golden halberd shadow of over ten zhangs also formed directly behind him. Countless golden lights burst forth, with a faint red color hidden within the golden light, giving people an extremely shocking feeling.

  "Ah!"

  "Is this the power of the middle-grade Spirit Treasure of the Mystic Realm?" Murong Feng deeply inhaled a breath, saying from his mouth.

  "Die, Mofeng!" Feng Qing's voice became extremely sharp, and with this blow, he also didn't believe that Mofeng could take it anymore.

  Jīn Qiāng Xū Yǐng brought an extremely powerful aura, charging towards Mù Fēng with a loud explosion. This attack caused the facial expressions of everyone present to change, and the same thought emerged in the minds of all: unstoppable momentum!

  "You're rejoicing too early!" Mu Feng said coldly.

  In Mo Feng's hand, a black giant sword suddenly appeared. When the black giant sword appeared, a suffocating wave spread out in all directions like a tide.

  The mysterious power within Mofeng also burst out, pouring entirely into the Xuanling Sword in his hand. As the mysterious power poured in, the Xuanling Sword began to tremble slightly, emitting a humming noise, and its body emitted a dazzling light that was painful to look at.

  As more and more mysterious energy poured in, the light on the sword body was also getting stronger and stronger. Everyone who saw it felt a sharp pain in their eyes, and looking at it again gave them a feeling of being blinded.

  As the golden gun's virtual shadow brought with it an overwhelming momentum just as it was about to strike, Mufeng also suddenly swung his arm.

  In an instant, the mysterious power howled, and the entire grand hall began to tremble.

  Like a hurricane, the mysterious power storm swept across the sky in a manner that shook everything, and all things inside the main hall were blown away, even the hard ground was scraped off a layer.

  The people around, including many powerful beings, were all blown away.

  Two figures also flew out in this collision.

  A figure fell rapidly and heavily crashed to the ground dozens of feet away, a mouthful of blood also spurted out wildly, and it was indeed Mu Feng.

  It seems that this time, Mufeng has lost! Everyone thought so in their hearts. No one believed that Mufeng could rival Feng Qing, including the younger generation of the Mu clan.

  However, when everyone turned their heads to look at Feng Qing, they were shocked to discover that Feng Qing had directly shot out and crashed into the stone wall behind him, and actually left a human-shaped mark on the hard stone wall.

  Feng Qing also spat out a mouthful of blood, his white robes torn and tattered. Compared to Mu Feng, he looked even more disheveled, it seemed that in their previous exchange, Feng Qing had not gained the upper hand, but rather suffered a great loss.

  Feng Qing only then realized that the black giant sword in Mu Feng's hand was also a spiritual treasure. From the aura it emitted, its grade was not at all inferior to the Scarlet Blood Spear in his own hand, and might even be higher.

  "Good boy, you've indeed obtained the treasure. Today, I'll take your treasure and your life as well." Feng Qing's eyes seemed to spark with fire as he tightly grasped the Red Blood Golden Spear, his body bursting out from the stone wall.

  Golden spear dancing in mid-air, drawing a bloody golden edge, with an extremely fierce killing intent, stabbing towards Mu Feng's crazy.

  Wherever Feng Qing passed, the ground of the great hall was left with a deep gully. The sharp gun tip went towards Mu Fengbao in an extremely overbearing manner.

  Mo Feng still stared coldly at the gun muzzle that was gradually enlarging in his eyes, and with a push of his left hand on the ground, he borrowed the force to propel himself into the air, but instead of retreating, he charged forward.

  Xuanling Sword also slashed down fiercely, a sharp black sword aura shot out, slashing towards the gun aura.

  The low, muffled sound of explosions continued to echo, the muzzle and sword entwined each other like two rolling golden black pythons, ultimately shattering into pieces in pairs.

  A fierce gust of wind also spread out in a ring shape, and the ground was lifted again. The sky was filled with dust and debris flying everywhere. Some poor guys who hadn't recovered from the previous storm were swept away by this strong wind once more.

  The two of them retreated several more yards, and Feng Qing only then realized that the young man in front of him had a fighting strength that was no longer inferior to his own, and might even be stronger.

  The people around were even more shocked, what kind of strength did Feng Qing have? Everyone knew that with the mid-grade spiritual treasure Red Blood Golden Spear, his combat power was estimated to be among the top few in the scene.

  Even so, Mu Feng was still able to keep up without falling behind, and he was only at the peak of the Huanqi realm's Great Perfection, which was not even a fraction of Feng Qing's cultivation.

  "This Mu Feng is really a pervert." The thoughts in everyone's mind surprisingly reached a consensus.

  A dark energy burst forth from the midst of the azure fields, wildly pouring into the crimson blood gold spear in hand. The entire person and the crimson blood gold spear were enveloped by a thick, mysterious power.

  "Red Blood Gun Technique, Golden Gun Blood Shadow!"

  The Crimson Blood Spear's body shook, and a fierce blood aura transformed into streams of bloody shadows, bursting out violently, causing the entire grand hall to be illuminated as if it were the Asura Hell.

  "Little brat, go die!" Feng Qing's hand shook with the crimson blood spear, and a bloody shadow surged forward, shooting towards Mu Feng.

  Mo Feng gazed at the blood shadows, his heroic spirit suddenly rising. Holding the Xuanling Sword, he took a step forward instead of retreating. He poured all his Xuan energy into the sword and swept it horizontally, unleashing a black sword aura that tore through the air like a black dragon colliding with the numerous blood shadows.

  "Rumble, rumble, rumble!"

  A fierce impact brought bursts of shock, the mysterious power between heaven and earth exploded, the entire hall was violently shaking, making people's hearts tremble with fear.

  The two men were thrown out again at the same time, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

  Feng Qing's face also became extremely ferocious, the difficulty of this little guy in front of him had far exceeded his expectations, and even with the use of Chi Xue Jin Gun, it was still difficult to subdue.

  "Lei Wei, let's work together." Feng Qing knew that today, alone, it would be difficult to subdue him, and the people present could only defeat this little brat by joining hands with Lei Wei.

  "Haha, Feng Qing, today you've finally met your match." Lei Wei stepped forward, laughing.

  "Feng Qing, you're actually so despicable." Mu Han Yu also took a step forward, wanting to intercept Lei Wei, but was stopped by Mu Feng.

  "Give these two people to me!" A fierce glint flashed in Mu Feng's eyes.