Chapter 153: An Agreement Sealed with One Hand

  The entire city of Mu fell into a dead silence, with shock and awe-filled gazes all fixed on the young figure.

  "Really won?"

  The people of the Mu and Liu families all swallowed hard, their eyes bulging out as if they were about to pop out, muttering to themselves.

  No one dared to believe that the slender young man, with a single palm strike, actually made a strong divine realm expert flee in fear. Everyone's mind was in chaos, and for half a day, they seemed to be unable to wake up from their daze.

  Everyone's eyes were extremely complex, staring at Mu Feng. No one knew if he could still make a palm print like the one just now, but everyone knew that this palm print, no matter who it fell on, would be impossible to escape death.

  A single palm can shake heaven and earth!

  This momentum has already exceeded everyone's cognition, and even if it is a strong person at the peak of the Divine Realm, it is impossible to cause such a commotion.

  With a single palm strike, the surrounding area of thousands of feet and a mountain peak were reduced to dust. What a terrifying power this is! Such power should only be possessed by a strong being above the realm of gods!

  But the power of the strong in this legend appeared on an 18-year-old young man, how can it not shock everyone?

  After a moment, the Mu and Liu families' people finally came back to their senses, overjoyed and unable to contain their excitement.

  The people of Fengyun Sect and Lei Clan were as pale as death, if the bet earlier counted, they would return empty-handed today.

  Mo Qianlang took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart, and came to Mo Feng's side, gently patted Mo Feng's shoulder, saying: "Feng, you did well."

  Mo Feng forced a smile, his face as pale as a sheet of white paper. The palm just now had also made him endure unimaginable agony and danger that ordinary people could hardly imagine; if he hadn't gritted his teeth to persist earlier, even if he didn't explode and die, he would still have fainted from the pain.

  "Feng Zongzhu, you lost!" Mu Qianlang said in a low voice as he gazed out at the wind and dust.

  He saw that Feng Chen was severely injured under that palm, and now he might not even be a match for an early-stage Out-of-Body cultivator. Without Feng Chen, the Wind Cloud Sect and the Lei family would lose half of their strength.

  Today's situation, whether Fengdun is repentant or fulfilled his promise, has greatly reduced the threat to the Mu clan.

  His face was extremely gloomy, and his heart was also very regretful. If it weren't for the previous bet, the Mu clan would have been expelled from Tianfeng County today. He had calculated everything, but he hadn't expected that Mu Feng's body actually possessed such a terrifying power.

  As a strong being in the realm of divine communication, he was extremely clear about how terrifying that palm was just now. If it wasn't for his quick escape, he would have been reduced to dust like the thousand-meter mountain peak from earlier.

  "I didn't expect the sect master to fall into the hands of a young whippersnapper like you? Mufeng, you've really made me look at you in a new light. However, I think you won't be able to use that palm strike again?"

  Feng Chen said faintly, "The master of our sect has promised you a palm print, and naturally will not go back on his word. However, you hurt Feng Qing, as his father, I must seek justice from you."

  "I wonder what the Wind Sect Master wants?" Mu Feng knew that Feng Chen would not retreat so easily, and said softly.

  "You take a palm from me. No matter what means you use, no matter whether the result is life or death, all grudges will be settled!" Feng Chen said coldly with narrowed eyes.

  "Boom!"

  One word stirred up a thousand waves, and the people below were all discussing it, but no one would believe that Mufeng would agree to Fengchen's request. Although Fengchen was seriously injured at the moment, his one palm, under Mufeng's current state, was simply impossible to follow.

  "Feng Zongzhu, you're the master of the first great family in Tianfeng County. You don't even dare to take a palm strike from Mufeng, how can you expect a junior like me to take one from you? Aren't you afraid of tarnishing your reputation?" Mu Qianlang said coldly.

  "With the power of that palm, can you still regard him as a junior?" Feng Chen said calmly: "No one in the Great Martial Kingdom could have withstood that palm."

  "What if I don't agree?" Mu Feng said.

  "If you don't agree, even if the master of this sect has to regret it, I will still make a bloodbath in your beloved city!" A fierce glint flashed through Feng Chen's eyes, and his prestige today was thoroughly ruined.

  "Alright, I promise you!" Mu Feng said calmly.

  "Mu Feng, I won't let you respond to him." Mu Han Qing's face was filled with anxiety as she loudly shouted. No matter how desperate the situation was, she could see that Mu Feng was now like a bow at the end of its strength, and it was fundamentally impossible for him to withstand Wind Dust's palm strike.

  Mufeng gazed at Muhanching, a faint smile on his face, but in his heart, he felt an inexplicable sense of emotion. This beautiful girl, although stubborn and willful, was also one of the few people on this continent who cared deeply about him.

  Mo Feng nodded slightly and smiled faintly at Mo Hanqing, indicating for her to be at ease.

  "Qing'er, don't worry, trust him!" Mu Han Yu said softly beside her. Although Mu Feng's situation was extremely bad now, she knew that Mu Feng wouldn't agree to come for no reason.

  Everyone was shocked to hear that Mu Feng had agreed, but earlier Mu Feng's performance had stunned the entire audience, and no one knew what other tricks or aces he had up his sleeve. Since he had agreed, he must have had some other plan.

  Although Mu Feng's heart was clear, he had already exhausted all his energy just now. However, in order to resolve the crisis of the clan today, he decided to stake his life and perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope.

  "Feng, don't force it." Mu Qianlang said with concern. Although Fengchui had made a ruthless remark, but today they wanted to massacre the Mu City, the Wind and Cloud Sect and the Lei family were absolutely unable to do so. At least the Three-star Fumo Formation of the three Inner Court Elders was now unstoppable.

  "Don't worry, Patriarch, I'll do my best." Mu Feng also smiled and said: "Please instruct me, Master of the Wind Sect!"

  "Good! Mu Feng, to be honest, your courage is truly admirable." Feng Chen said in a cold voice, the majestic and mysterious power within him surged out like a storm, forming layer upon layer of mystical whirlpools around him.

  That momentum, although much smaller than before, is still absolutely unbearable for Mufeng now.

  Mufeng took out a Pure Yang Pill from the Void Stone and put it in his mouth. The Blazing Sun Technique instantly accelerated to its extreme, and the fiery Xuanli enveloped Mufeng like flames. The majesty of the Xuanli was astonishing, leaving everyone present in shock.

  "Haha, Wind Sect Master, if I don't die from this palm strike, I will definitely trample the Wind Cloud Sect and the Lei Clan to flat ground in the future!" Mu Han laughed loudly, but the killing intent in his words surged forth like a forest, causing the people of the Wind Cloud Sect and the Lei Clan to break out in cold sweat.

  "Wait until you're lucky enough to survive before talking." In the dusty eyes, a fierce gleam surged, and for the young man in front of him, he had truly harbored murderous intentions.

  He could feel that if Mu Feng was allowed to grow unchecked, he would eventually become a disaster, and it was possible that the Wind Cloud Sect would be destroyed at his hands. Therefore, he wanted to strangle this situation in its cradle before it had a chance to happen.

  A massive mysterious palm print suddenly took shape, and a fierce bloody aura quietly emanated from the palm print, giving most people a sense of palpitations.

  After all, most of them are martial artists below the realm of creation. Even Feng Chen, who was injured and could only exert his strength in the early stages of the spiritual realm, was still not something they could aspire to.

  Mu Han Qing and Mu Han Yu, the two girls, also felt this violent and brutal aura of blood massacre. Their beautiful eyes were filled with worry, their white teeth clenched tightly on their red lips, their jade-like hands grasped tightly, and their bodies trembled slightly.

  Innumerable eyes were fixed on Mu Feng, and everyone wanted to know how this young figure would counter Wind Dust's palm strike.

  Fierce and violent blood slaughter aura came like a tide, shrouding Mu Feng. After feeling this oppressive breath, Mu Feng's eyebrows furrowed, his face suddenly becoming unsightly.

  I didn't expect Feng Chen to be so heavily injured, yet the strength he showed was still so powerful. This time, I'm really in a precarious situation.

  A massive palm print, accompanied by a piercing sound of breaking wind, heavily slapped towards Mufeng. Under the drive of this mysterious power fluctuation, it seemed that the entire space had some distortion.

  Palm print, rapidly enlarging in Mufeng's pupils! (......)