Chapter 1332 Zhuyan Eight Suns

"Zhu Ming is too strong. Not to mention that his skill is stronger than that of Mu Feng, the true meaning of Jiuyang has been cultivated to the perfect state. He is already the king standing at the peak of the Tianpo state. He can be the king of a state when he goes out. How could Mu Feng be an opponent?"

"That's right, Mu Feng is probably going to end up here. His talent, if he bears the burden of humiliation and practice for decades, he will definitely have a place in the top 30 of the Vientiane rankings."

Seeing this scene, many people sighed, those who had no enmity with Mu Feng did not ridicule him anymore, the strength Mu Feng showed before was already very strong.

Holding the sword, Mu Feng climbed up from the ground, spit out the fresh blood that contained a trace of burning power, and the Shura blood in his body was frantically recovering from his injuries.

"Yes, the attack power is stronger than before, but if you have the ability, if you beat me to death today, Mu Feng, if you can't kill me, you will be the one who will be sad later."

Mu Feng laughed sarcastically, the true meaning of blood in his body was roaring, he needed a more enjoyable battle breakthrough.

"It's really meaningless to satisfy you today and kill you with one move."

Zhu Ming said indifferently.

Swish!

This time, his body took the initiative to violently strike out, his fists and palms moved, one after another of nine sun palms, the strength of the golden sun fist was like a violent storm, and rushed towards Mu Feng.

"war!"

Mu Feng roared angrily, raised his sword, and slashed out streaks of blood-colored sword light. He punched out a thousand stacks of punches and bombarded the opponent.

Boom! Boom!

However, his attacks were shattered time and time again, the scorching palm and punch impacted his body, knocking Mu Feng into the air again and again.

But Mu Feng, like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, spat out two mouthfuls of blood, and raised his sword to fight again, his recovery power was outrageous, making other disciples feel their scalps go numb after seeing it.

For an opponent like Mu Feng who was resistant to blows, if he wanted to crush and kill him with one move, it would be extremely difficult if he couldn't be beaten.

"This guy, what kind of monster is it? The ability to resist and recover is too strong. With ordinary physical training, a body that is comparable to iron can't withstand such a beating."

A disciple exclaimed in shock.

"Zhu Ming is in a bit of trouble. Although his current attack power is fierce, it consumes a lot of energy. If he drags on for too long, he will not have enough energy. He may be killed by Mu Feng."

A master of Vientiane Ranking frowned and said.

Boom...!

Mu Feng was blown away by another punch, but then someone came to kill again with his sword raised, his eyes full of crazy fighting intent.

Fight, fight, fight!

In his mind at this moment, Zhu Ming is no longer important, just like a wild beast that hunts wildly, it must kill his opponent.

"Why is this kid so resistant? What race is his bloodline?"

Zhu Ming was shocked and angry.

"I don't have time to play with you, this blow, go to hell, Zhu Niaomai, change form!"

Zhu Ming roared, and the power of blood in his body surged into every inch of flesh and blood in his body.

His body swelled, and he transformed from a human into a demon into a crimson vermilion bird with a size of tens of feet, and his momentum was extremely surging.

Although the Zhu family is also a human race, they have the blood of spirit beasts, which can be regarded as a half-demon, half-human existence. It is the blood born from the intermarriage of spirit beasts and human races.

At this moment, Zhu Ming is the blood of the completely awakened spirit bird, and his whole body has turned into a vermilion bird in a short time.

"Nine Yang Jing, Eight Yangs now!"

Zhu Ming roared, and the energy of the nine yangs rolled around the body of the bird, forming eight rounds of golden suns surrounding it, and the burning force of the vermilion bird also merged into the eight yangs.

This is the supernatural power in the Nine Yang Sutra, and Zhu Ming has almost reached the state of perfection.

"Supernatural powers of the Eight Suns, combined with Zhu Niao's burning power, Zhu Ming's combat power at the moment, I'm afraid it can be ranked within 20 powerhouses."

Yan Qianjun smiled lightly and said, "This is Zhu Ming's true strength, this kid is doomed."

"It's such a terrifying power, Zhu Ming has already cultivated the Nine Suns Divine Ability to the Eight Suns Realm. I'm afraid Mu Feng won't be able to bear this blow."

Countless people exclaimed and said in shock when they saw this scene.

Mu Feng's face became serious when he saw the vermilion birds that were tens of feet in size surrounding the eight suns. Now Zhu Ming's power is much stronger than before.

"Not crazy, not live!"

Mu Feng's eyes flashed with crazy fighting intent.

"Bloodline turns into a demon! Brother Zhu Ming is indeed the most promising genius in our Zhu family to become emperor"

"That little bastard, Mu Feng, will definitely be blasted to pieces."

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Zhu family worshiped and said.

"Mu Feng, if you can force me to use this blow, you can be proud even if you die, kill!"

The vermilion bird uttered words, its huge wings trembled, and eight huge golden suns howled, like eight meteors 100 meters in size blasted down towards Mu Feng, rolling down the power of the world, and the space was about to be burned and cracked.

These eight rounds of Zhuyan Jinri are as powerful as eight nuclear bombs.

"Lei Ze Tian Po, Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison, protect!"

Mu Feng growled lowly, and the Lei Ze Tian Po in his body absorbed the myriad of thunder elements and came out, condensing the thunder from all directions, turning into a thunder barrier and covering Mu Feng's body.

And the eight vermilion flames and golden suns blasted down, impacting on the Thunder Prison of Myriad Tribulations.

This time, the powerful defense of the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison was unable to defend against this terrible attack, and was burned and smashed under the burning power of the eight suns.

Eight yangs gathered at the top and bombarded Mu Feng.

"war!"

Mu Feng roared angrily, raised his sword and slashed out with all his strength, the blood-colored sword light lit up in the golden flames, chopped a golden yang, and the other seven yangs blasted towards him.

Boom...!

With an earth-shattering explosion, seven golden mushroom clouds soared into the sky, and the berserk golden yang energy swept in, covering the entire Vientiane rooftop with a radius of several kilometers, completely submerging Mu Feng's body. The terrifying power made the Tianpo Realm Great Celestial The strong ones also felt the palpitations.

"This power is terrifying!"

Countless disciples said in shock when they saw this scene.

"Brother Zhu Ming!"

At Jiuyang Society, the Zhu family shouted and looked at Zhu Ming in reverence.

"The battle is over"

Yan Qianjun said lightly.

"Hey, it's a pity that there is a rookie disciple with unlimited potential."

Some elders sighed.

"Did Mu Feng die like this?"

Lu Yaner frowned.

"The power of this blow is not among the top 15 in the Vientiane rankings, and it cannot be resisted."

Lu Feng said flatly.

"Brother Feng!"

Mu Kuang, Bai Ziyue, Yao Chuan, Princess Ziyun and others all roared, and looked at the Vientiane rooftop completely covered by Fen Li with tears in their eyes.

In the aggressive energy, monks dare not use their spiritual sense to probe, otherwise they will hurt their consciousness and soul.

Spiritual consciousness is the name of the power of the soul integrated into one's own consciousness perception, which is equal to the third eye.

"With such a powerful attack, this time, Mu Feng is completely dead."

"Mu Xiuyu will be destroyed by forest wind, Mu Feng is highly talented, it's okay, he's too crazy to know the heights of heaven and earth"

Many disciples sighed.

As for Zhu Ming, she also recovered her human body, and the body of the vermilion bird consumes a lot of energy and cannot be maintained for a long time.

"The kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, died under this blow, he is proud enough."

Zhu Ming said coldly, Mu Feng might have been reduced to ashes.