Chapter 1222： : The tyrant king (five)

"In the past, Mu Feng was sincerely joining you in the Hall of the Masters. First, it was persecuted by the master of your instrument, and then you were greedy for the autumn feather pattern that I got, to kill me.

But you didn't want to understand that we got the autumn feather pattern. I didn't think about it. I shared it with the Wenshi Temple. You guys forced me to kill the grain master. I am coming back today, you are the Lord of the Temple, how do you want to understand this grudge with me? Lin Feng Hall Lord? ”

Mu Feng sneered, looking at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng, and the faces of the other temples are somewhat ugly. Indeed, all of this is that they are forced by Mu Feng and they are enemies.

If it was the past, they maintained Mu Feng, not biased against iron and inflammation, but from the perspective of axiom to deal with the personal grievances of Mu Feng and Tie Yan, where Mu Feng and their pattern masters will go to the opposite of today.

Yes, this young Zhou Wang who shakes Zhou Wu is now the pride of their temple, their king, the umbrella of their temple.

Today, Mu Feng is born hard and is forced to become the enemy of the Warrior Temple.

Many of the sorcerer's sighs of the sorcerer's temple, even a few of the lords, now also gave birth to regrets.

Lin Feng looked at Mu Feng and calmly said: "The grievances between us can now be talked about, Mu Feng, if you can return to the Warrior Temple, the position of my main hall can be given to you."

Mu Feng sneered, said: "It’s late, do you think that I am rare in your pattern? My power is not stronger than you?"

It’s ridiculous, now, want him to go back? Tianfeng has now become the hegemon of Zhongzhou, and Mu Feng’s forces are not weaker than the Wenshi Hall!

The people in the Warrior Hall heard that their faces were even more ugly, and they only felt that they were very incomparable. Yes, now Mu Feng, I have not seen the Warrior Temple.

"What do you want?"

Lin Feng asked coldly.

"The four masters of the Warrior Temple, including you, surrendered to my Mu Feng as a servant, the Grain Division, and merged into Tianfeng, otherwise today, the Warrior Temple will be destroyed!"

Mu Feng said indifferently.

"You dream!"

Lin Feng screamed out, apparently not agreeing, and several other lords also showed anger.

If they want to be servants, but also to integrate the sorcerer's temple into Tianfeng, how will they be willing to agree.

"If you don't want it, you can destroy it."

Mu Feng said very coldly.

"Mu Fengdaoyou listened to me, you have to spare people and spare people."

At this time, a figure stood up and looked at Mu Feng.

Mu Feng looked at this person. This person has two scabbards on his back, his body is burly, his face is rough, his eyebrows are like a knife, his body is full of breath, and his skill is stronger than him.

It is a master!

"and who are you?"

Mu Feng looked at this person.

"My name is the knife"

The middle-aged man said.

"It is the king of the sword"

"The Warrior Temple actually brought this person over."

"The tyrants, the king of Zhou Wu, who became famous for more than 700 years, was fascinated by one hand. It is said that he was a disciple of one of the eight kings of Zhouwu."

Many people look to this middle-aged man with a hint of awe in his eyes, especially some knife repairs.

"Heavy knife king"

Mu Feng’s nephew had not heard of this person.

"The young master, the tyrant king is a master of the Zhou Wu dynasty, has no power of his own, has been famous for many years, and has strong strength. He was also the 18th king of Zhou Wu, the disciple of Knife, and the singer of the knife."

Mu Feng’s next Mo Sanlang said to Mu Feng’s voice.

"I didn't expect that the Warrior Temple actually invited him."

Mo Sanlang's face is dignified.

This is the character of the last era, Zhou Wuchang lived, the millennium old monster.

By the way, let's talk about it here. The king of Scorpio is about 1,500 years old, and he can live for two thousand years if he is good at health.

"The tyrant king, since you are a loose king, do not belong to the sergeant temple, what do I have with the sergeant temple, what is the relationship with you?"

Mu Feng asked indifferently.

"I have two knives, all of which were created by the old masters of the former sergeant's temple. I owe the sorcerer's hall to a human condition. Today, the sergeant's hall is difficult. I have to shoot, Mu Fengdaoyou, the same as Zhou Wuwang. Now, Zhou Wuben is living in the cracks of the mainland. Why do he have to fight so much?"

The tyrant looked at Mu Feng and said.

"Oh, you said it is easy. In the past, my Mu Feng almost died in the hands of these people. You want me to smile for no reason. I am not a narrow-minded person, but I will not let go of a group." I want to put my little man to death"

Mu Feng sneered, how could he rely on this person to resolve his grievances in a few words.

"I advise you not to intervene in my affairs, so as not to be human and to take your life."

Mu Feng said indifferently.

"I have to intervene in this matter. If so, please advise the friends of Mu Feng. If you can win me, I will turn and leave. If you lose, I will not want you to die. You and the Warrior Temple." Revenge, a write-off"

The knife said.

"There is such a good thing there. If you lose, you surrender to me, Mu Feng, who has been working for me for a hundred years. If I lose, I will not only let go of the Warrior Temple, but also help you to take these two swords and awaken a trace of spirit. Change the sixth-order spirit, do you dare to fight?"

Mu Feng is cold and indifferent.

"You can help me wake up the spirit!"

The knives and knives are bright and bright. He has two soulful knives behind him. He has been warming up for hundreds of years. In addition to the fact that the sword does not reach the fifth-order peak, the quality has been reached.

If it is possible to give birth to a glimpse of the spirit, the knife will become a sixth-order knives, and his strength will inevitably rise, and it may become a real imperial device in the future.

He is a real knife repairer. Like the sword repair, he only repairs the knife and powers in his life, and he can't do without the knife.

The same is true of Bai Ziyue. The power of his practice is the metal sword.

"I am able to do it according to the autumn feather pattern."

Mu Feng said.

"Okay, I promise you"

The tyrant promised that this is not a fake. The autumn feather pattern is the treasure of the master of the autumn feathers. The master of the autumn feathers, in this world, was also a famous strongman and a master of the Tao.

"You shot it."

Mu Feng looked at the knife and said.

"Be careful"

The slasher smashed a scorpion, and the body moved, and a possession of overbearing knives and powers swept out, and the yellow ray was dazzling, condensing a knife.

The repair of this tyrant is awesome in the realm of heaven! And the true meaning is still very powerful.

Hey!

The knives of the knives moved into a yellow knife and smashed into the air. With the hand as the knife, two yellow knives of the knives and knives were thrown at Mu Feng, and the knives contained the knives of cultivation and cultivation. The true meaning, the space that the knife and the man have passed, are all distorted by the knife.

The power of this two-handed attack is several times stronger than the attack by the East and the other. This is the true strength of the Six Heavenly Kings in the realm of the Scorpio. The attack power is tyrannical, and the non-wind forests rely on their blood. The upgraded repair is comparable.

And Mu Feng, his face is really dignified.

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