Immemorial War God

But one year ago, no matter how strong Mo Feng was, he was still just a five star genius. Now, he had become so terrifying.    

    

Seeing that Mo Feng's thoughts had suddenly moved, his tongue licked his lips, and a burning passion flashed in his eyes. Perhaps, Mo Feng's body was hiding something even more precious than the Blood of the Nether Spring's Ye Gui!    

    

"None of your business?" Mo Feng said indifferently with both hands behind his back.    

    

Yuan Xingfan's expression stiffened slightly before turning gloomy. By the time Rong Shijie and the others had rushed over, he said with a cold smile:    

    

"If you didn't run earlier, you wouldn't have been able to run now even if you wanted to."    

    

"Why should I run?" Mo Feng still had an indifferent expression.    

    

"Hahahaha!" Yuan Xingfan abnormally raised his head and laughed out loud, and then looked at Mo Feng with a face full of viciousness.    

    

"Mo Feng, you're still pretending. Do you think you can fight against so many of us?"    

    

"Shua!"    

    

With that said, Yuan Xingfan unhesitatingly rushed towards Mo Feng.    

    

whoosh whoosh whoosh *    

    

Rong Shijie and the others took action at the same time, surrounding Mo Feng like dumplings, making it impossible for Mo Feng to escape.    

    

Even if he was confident that he could not escape under the encirclement of so many people, Mo Feng had countless of methods up his sleeve, and that puppet was truly something he was wary of. He had to be careful so that he did not fall into a trap.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

However, he had already reached Mo Feng, only to see Mo Feng not taking out his weapon, and not summoning his puppet, just watching him kill his way over.    

    

"What is he doing?" Yuan Xingfan was extremely confused. After hearing so many rumors from Mo Feng, he understood that Mo Feng was definitely not stupid.    

    

"What can he rely on?" If he really couldn't figure it out, he might as well attack faster. Even if he had something to rely on, he wouldn't be able to take it out at the speed of his attacks!    

    

Yuan Xingfan's attack got closer and closer. He narrowed his eyes, and rubbed the fingers on his back a few times.    

    

"Traitor, stop!"    

    

Suddenly, a loud shout came out, surprising more than ten of Yuan Xingfan's men.    

    

"Master!"    

    

"Clang! Clang!"    

    

Hong Shi Jie and the rest stopped their attacks immediately. Only Yuan Xingfan was still attacking, it was too late for them to stop now!    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

Yuan Xingfan cursed in his heart. Since it was too late to stop, he might as well not do it!    

    

"My lord, run!" Seeing that Mo Feng was not dodging yet, the fatty became more and more confused about what Mo Feng was trying to do. But if he did not move now, he was truly doomed.    

    

"Swoosh."    

    

"Clang!"    

    

Suddenly, the sound of wind being torn apart and the sound of strong impact scared the fatty to the point that his entire body trembled.    

    

"What happened? Am I dead?" He mumbled to himself in confusion, but realizing that he could still sense it, he slowly lowered his hand. A golden figure appeared in front of him.    

    

"Stop blocking my way, it's not yet time for you to protect me." Mo Feng's voice came out, the fat man turned to look, only to see a smile on Mo Feng's face. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he turned to retreat to Mo Feng's side.    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

Yuan Xingfan looked at the golden puppet in front of him, and was about to go crazy from anger.    

    

"It's that damned puppet again!" If not for this damned puppet, he would have killed Mo Feng many times over!    

    

"Hmph."    

    

Seeing Yuan Xingfan's sneer, the ability to kill him was a little too small.    

    

"Swoosh."    

    

A cool breeze blew past. Yuan Xingfan turned and saw the figure that appeared in front of Mo Feng, his heart sinking to the bottom. He no longer had the chance to attack again.    

    

"Master." He cupped his fists and said to the Elder Ye that appeared unwillingly.    

    

"Master!"    

    

RongShijie and ten other people cupped their fists respectfully. Elder Ye looked at them with an ugly expression, he glared at Yuan Xingfan, and in the end, his gaze landed on Mo Feng.    

    

"Elder Ye." Mo Feng cupped his fists and smiled. Elder Ye's face was full of complex emotions. If he had accepted Mo Feng as his disciple the moment he entered the sect, then Mo Feng would have had his share of the glory right now. Killing the deacon, passing the trial and training to become number one in the inner sect disciples twice, and in such a short period of time, he would have to ask who could do it.    

    

"Mo Feng." He slowly opened his mouth, and the emotions in his heart were in disarray.    

    

Seeing Elder Ye, Mo Feng's heart also had a different feeling, but he quickly let go. Since he had already missed it, it meant that he did not have the chance to be master and disciple.    

    

Seeing that Mo Feng did not say anything, the Elder Ye looked to be in a sickly state, he sighed in his heart, and righted his expression, turning to look at Yuan Xingfan, he gloomily asked:    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

Yuan Xingfan did not speak. Seeing that he did not say anything, Elder Ye asked Rong Shijie, but Rong Shijie also did not know what to say.    

    

"Useless thing!" The Elder Ye scolded, looking towards Mu Chuanliang. Mu Chuanliang respected his master the most, he would definitely say that.    

    

"Chuanliang, what's going on here?"    

    

As Mu Chuanliang saw Elder Ye's struggling expression, he struggled in his heart for a moment before deciding to speak up.    

    

"Master!"    

    

At this time, Yuan Xingfan suddenly stood up and cupped his fists and said, the truth must not be revealed, he must bite the bullet and rush forward. Elder Ye turned his head to look at him and Yuan Xingfan immediately said:    

    

"Master, Mo Feng, he, he is going too far, but" Saying that, Yuan Xingfan's face was filled with hesitation as he carefully looked at Elder Ye.    

    

He understood what Yuan Xingfan meant, it was because of the relationship between him and Mo Feng as master and disciple. After all, in the past, Mo Feng was his most beloved disciple, and now, he was like a king returning, he was afraid Yuan Xingfan would protect him even more.    

    

"But what? Hurry up and say it." With a cold face, Yuan Xingfan cupped his fists and acknowledged it.    

    

"Master, today, Mo Feng coincidentally met Junior Brother Gongliang. He said that the things he obtained on the journey were useless on his body, and if you want to trade, Junior Brother Gongliang knew that this disciple urgently needed this Serene Spring Ghost Blood, so he brought Mo Feng to trade with me." After saying all that, Yuan Xingfan looked at Mo Feng and gnashed his teeth.    

    

"But I never thought that after all the good wine and good dishes we talked about, he would actually open his mouth wide, and even release some good words!" Yuan Xingfan wanted to say something, but stopped, only to see Elder Ye's face darken, and he shouted out.    

    

"Speak!"    

    

"I didn't even say that everything you have, Master, is insufficient to exchange for the Ghost Blood of the Nether Spring!" Yuan Xingfan cupped his fists in fear and said.    

    

"Master," Mu Chuanliang was stunned upon hearing Yuan Xingfan's words. He had almost believed it when Crooked Soul spoke so righteously and even put on an act, but this was too vicious. Yuan Xingfan suddenly turned his head and stared at him, trying to retract the words that were about to leave his mouth.    

    

"You're slandering me!" When Fatty heard this, he was infuriated. He twisted right and wrong, turning black and white! Just then, Mo Feng patted his shoulder. The fat guy was so angry that his chest was moving up and down.    

    

"My lord, how can you stand this!" He was about to die from anger, but Mo Feng was still not going to get angry even at a time like this.