Xiao Feng, the first holy son of Baiyun Sect, is good at music and illusion. He has extremely strong mental power and even has a very fast speed.
He is an extremely tough opponent.
In the holy land of the Battle of Holy Sons, when Lou Qianxue fought with him, he was already a master who was infinitely close to the Martial Ancestor.
Now, after such a long period of training, even if he failed to be promoted to Martial Ancestor, his cultivation was naturally far better than before.
Of course, Mu Zhanfeng has also made great progress.
Following Lou Qianxue, Jian Wushuang and Xue Hua also entered the stage of Martial Ancestors. This was a great encouragement to their peers, and they all worked very hard in their training.
Mu Zhanfeng is one of them.
When he was in the holy land, he fought with Mei Lian of Baiyun Sect. Mei Lian was good at mental power and charming illusion.
He almost fell into the trap of the enchantment magic at that time, and then he worked hard to cultivate his mental strength. Now, it finally came in handy...
Woo~
The green flute at Xiao Feng's lips was blew by him, and the sound was humming, like crying and complaining, but also extremely moving.
Mu Zhanfeng became alert, and his mental power instantly created a barrier in his mind.
Then he flew towards Xiao Feng at high speed, and the sharp sword also shot straight towards Xiao Feng...
This is just the simplest and most unpretentious trick.
But the most powerful tricks are always the simplest ones.
The truth is that the way of truth is simple.
Xiao Feng was also very fast, and he disappeared in a flash.
But Mu Zhanfeng was prepared. His mental power spread throughout the entire place. He could find Xiao Feng's figure without using his eyes.
He held the sword in his right hand, but his left hand was already raised. In the sky, dark clouds surged, covering the entire martial arts arena like a cloud blocking out the sun...
When the dark clouds descended from the sky, everyone realized that it was Mu Zhanfeng's palm technique...
"My God - can a human really make a palm as big as that?"
"I heard that Xiao Feng from Baiyun Sect is good at music and illusion, and Mu Zhanfeng from Tianxuan Sect... doesn't look much older than Xiao Feng, but he can resist illusions while doing two things at the same time, using a sword with one hand and a palm with the other..."
"Monster, what a monster!"
"How strong must his mental strength be to be able to do this?"
"Those who come from the Tianxuan Sect are indeed all evildoers..."
"The disciples of Tianxuan Sect really did not disappoint us..."
“I believe that after this four-continent martial arts exchange conference is over, the name of the Tianxuan Continent, which was once the most unknown among the four continents, will be heard everywhere in the four continents!”
"Yes... and the Tianxuan Sect..."
As for Dragon Hunting Island
After Beiting Junyu took fourth place, the prestige and reputation of Dragon Hunting Island plummeted...
The strongest force they have built up over the years has also been questioned by the public...
In the eyes of everyone, they can no longer bear the weight of the most powerful forces in the four continents.
Mu Zhanfeng performed well, and Xiao Feng from the Baiyun Sect of the Holy Xuan Continent was also not ambiguous.
His figure was ethereal, appearing and disappearing in the sky...
Brush, brush, brush.
But in the blink of an eye, countless figures of Xiao Feng appeared in the sky...
Each of those figures looks real...
But everyone knows that among those phantoms, only one is real!
Mu Zhanfeng's palm and sword skills are both good, but even so, he can only win by concentrating his strength on one point...
But now...
With so many Xiao Fengs in the sky, how could he find the only real Xiao Feng...
If he can't find it, his strength will be wasted...
That’s all for today, good night everyone.
(End of this chapter)