Boom! In the hall of the Spirit Craftsman Spirit Tower.

A embarrassed figure flew around like a ball, hitting the walls around the hall, causing terrifying and dense cracks and ravines to appear in the surrounding barriers.

Nearly a hundred spirit craftsmen were all retreating in a mess in the corner of the hall, staring at the scene in the hall in horror.

Since their spiritual fire was controlled by Mu Feng, they never dared to rush up and fight Mu Feng desperately.

Bang! Dong Xian fell heavily on the ground again, smashing a huge hole.

The golden light shield on his body was dull and as if it was about to disappear at any time.

"It's worthy of being a high-level defensive spirit soldier of the Xuan-level level, it's really strong!"

Mu Feng walked slowly, his right hand was blunt, and Han Bingyan condensed a five-meter-long blue fire sword in front of him.

Around the blade of the Desolate Blue Fire Sword, a high-speed spinning snowstorm lingers.

"Can you still block this sword?"

Mu Feng raised his right hand, and the snowstorm around the blade of the Blue Fire Sword suddenly became violent, and then he slashed heavily.

"No...you can't kill me! I am a disciple of Tan Minghui, the master of the Spirit Tower of the Spiritual Craftsman. If you kill me, you will offend the entire Spirit Tower!"

Dong Xian screamed in horror, this sword was too terrifying.

The golden light shield covering his body had already exceeded his limit and could not stop this sword at all.

"I don't care about the mere spiritual tower yet!"

Mu Feng's eyes suddenly shone coldly, and his right hand fell completely.

Thorn! The Sword of the Blue Fire fell from the sky, slashed heavily, and fell on Dong Xian.

I saw that the golden light shield on Dong Xian’s body was broken into countless light spots just for a moment.

"This boy is really a lunatic. How dare he kill Master Dong Xian?"

Xuan Lin curled up in the corner and saw the Blue Fire Sword standing on Dong Xian, and was shocked and regretful.

"Those who are so brave!"

The moment the Dewd Blue Fire Sword fell, a shocking shout came from outside the hall.

As the shout fell, everyone saw a strange black wind sweeping over, appearing in front of the Blue Fire Sword as if teleported.

The strange black wind instantly covered the Youlan Fire Sword and tore the Youlan Fire Sword to pieces.

“What is this black wind?

The fire sword formed by the ice flame was easily torn apart by it!"

Everyone was shocked and looked at the black wind blocking Dong Xian with fear.

Han Bingyan is a super-level spiritual fire of the Xuan-level, and its power is above almost all the Xuan-level spiritual fires, and it was actually broken.

"No, look! The black wind is burning, this is the black wind flame of the tower master! It is the tower master who is back!"

Inside and outside the hall, many spiritual craftsmen immediately recognized the Black Wind Spirit Fire, and all of them showed ecstasy expressions on their faces.

"Heavenly Level Spiritual Fire!"

Mu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his sleeves, Han Bingyan returned to his palm.

At this moment, the aura of the Ice Flame was much weaker than just now, and it was obviously severely damaged by the Black Wind Flame.

Dingdeng! The crisp sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the hall.

Mu Feng looked up and saw a serious-looking thin old man walking slowly into the hall.

"Greetings to the Lord of the Tower!"

"Greetings to the Lord of the Tower!"

"..." In the hall, all the spirit craftsmen knelt down to the thin old man, each with respect.

"It's over! Master Tan Tian is here, Brother Mu..." Gu Yiguang's face changed drastically, and he looked at the figure of the young man standing like a mountain in the center of the hall with concern.

The strength and fire control technique demonstrated by Mu Feng completely convinced Gu Yiguang.

But even so, Gu Yiguang still doesn't think that Mu Feng will have a chance of winning when facing Tan Minghui.

Tan Minghui, the well-deserved first spiritual craftsman in the capital, is one of the three great heavenly masters in the capital.

Whether it is status, strength, or the entire capital, it is a top presence, and even the royal nobles respect it very much.

The gap between Mu Feng and Tan Minghui is too big, and the two are not on the same level at all.

Xuanlin curled up in the corner, trembling all over excitedly.

He knew that Mu Feng was finished! That was Tan Minghui, the existence standing at the top of the capital was beyond Mu Feng's ability to compete with.

Tan Minghui looked around and passed by the figures kneeling and bowing to him, and finally landed on Dong Xian who was lying on his back in the pit.

A cold light flashed deep in his eyes. At this moment, Dong Xian was charred all over, with severe burns in his skin, a disordered breath, and extremely serious injuries.

"Master...Master! Please make the decision for me! This person not only wants to kill me, but also destroy the spiritual tower. You must not let it go!"

Dong Xian got up with difficulty, limped to Tan Minghui, and accused Mu Feng of his crimes with a vicious look.

Tan Minghui nodded, looked directly at Mu Feng, and said coldly: "Young man, you have done too much! Isn't the spiritual tower a place where you can just go wild?"

Mu Feng calmly said, "I have no desire to be an enemy of your spiritual tower! Unfortunately, it was your good disciple who forced me to take action!"

Tan Minghui frowned and said lightly: "Even if my disciples do something wrong, there is no need for you to hurt so many people in our spiritual tower! Don't you know your guilt?"

"It's true that there are good teachers and disciples! Tan Minghui, my patience is limited. Today I will only take Dong Xian's life. If you kill Dong Xian, I will leave! If you stop me, I will kill you!"

Mu Feng was already extremely impatient. He didn't have to make such a big deal, but Dong Xian was too narrow-minded, which led to the current situation.

He was too lazy to explain to Tan Minghui anymore. Now, he just wanted to kill Dong Xian and leave immediately.

"Bold! The Heavenly Master should not be humiliated. My Master is one of the three Heavenly Masters in the Capital. Little beast, please be careful when speaking!"

Dong Xian hid behind Tan Minghui and shouted at Mu Feng, his eyes full of pride.

With Tan Minghui as his reliance, Dong Xian no longer takes Mu Feng seriously.

Tan Minghui raised his right hand, and Dong Xian immediately stopped talking when he understood.

"Young man, it seems that you still don't plead guilty! That old man has to take action and take you down before talking about it!"

After Tan Minghui finished speaking, he pointed his right index finger forward, and the black Youfengyan floating in front of him, and a long fire snake rushed out.

The fire snake slashed through the air and heard a strong and strange sound of wind, which made everyone in the hall cover their ears and show pain.

What's more, my ears were bleeding, my eyes turned pale, and I finally fell into a coma.

Many people left the hall one after another, looking at the black wind flames beside Tan Minghui with fear.

"It is worthy of being the heavenly level spiritual fire. Just a wisp of fire has such terrifying power!"

Master Yanghong withdrew from the hall with the crowd, his eyes full of horror.

This was the first time he had seen Tan Minghui show the power of the heavenly level spiritual fire.

The black fire snake approached Mu Feng and instantly wrapped his whole body around him.

Mu Feng controlled the ice flame, covering the whole body, forming an airtight cold ice and fire armor, blocking the further invasion of the black fire snake.

“Huh?

Your fire control technique is not bad, no wonder Dong Xian’s ice flame will be easily subdued by you! But how long can you last like this?"

Tan Minghui exclaimed lightly, and his eyes became sharp.

Tan Minghui pinched his hands and suddenly beat Mu Feng in front of him.

Hurry! Black Youfengyan suddenly became violent, turning into a terrifying black storm, sweeping towards Mu Feng.

"Oh! It's over!"

Master Yanghong saw Mu Feng still struggling to resist the fire snake transformed by the black wind flame, shook his head and sighed.

Once the black storm transformed by the Black Wind Flame completely falls on Mu Feng, Mu Feng will undoubtedly die.

The power of the heavenly level spiritual fire is enough to tear apart any warrior in the Life Wheel Realm.

"Hehe! Little beast, this is the result of you offending me! So what if you are strong?

You are alone after all, and the entire spiritual tower stands behind me!"

Dong Xian looked coldly and locked on Mu Feng. If it weren't for the many people around him, he would have laughed proudly.

In full view of everyone, the black storm completely submerged Mu Feng's figure.

Everyone understood that the overall situation of this battle was decided, and Mu Feng could not escape death in the end! Tan Minghui was as calm as water, neither sad nor happy, and he never took Mu Feng seriously.

In his eyes, Mu Feng is no different from an ant. He only needs to release the heavenly level spiritual fire, and even a warrior at the ninth level of the life wheel must bow his head obediently.

What's more, what about Mu Feng, who is just the fourth level of the life wheel?

"This farce ends here!"

Tan Minghui whispered, waved his sleeves, and was about to take back Hei Youfengyan, his face suddenly froze.

Because, he found that Hei Youfengyan didn't listen to his orders and was still spinning where Mu Feng was.

What shocked Tan Minghui even more was that a chanting sound came from deep in the dark wind.
Chapter completed!