Suddenly, the atmosphere of the entire pleasure boat became cold.

Yu Feihong stared at Mu Feng, the coldness in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and the temperature of the pleasure boat was also dropping sharply.

Many people on the first and second floors of the pleasure boat felt the coldness, and they hugged their arms and shivered.

Yunyun and Xiaosang were frightened and looked at Yu Feihong, who was becoming more and more indifferent in fear.

They were afraid that Yu Feihong would attack Mu Feng.

"Why is King Yu Wu so nervous?

Is there something wrong with the question I asked?”

Mu Feng sat calmly opposite Yu Feihong, took the wine pot, poured a glass for himself, and raised it to Yu Feihong.

Yu Feihong's eyes flashed, and the coldness on his body restrained, and he smiled lightly: "That's not the case! But what I am curious about is why Li Xiaoyou is so interested in this person?"

Mu Feng said calmly: "What I am really interested in is actually the Nine Sword Martial King! But later I learned that the Nine Sword Martial King was defeated in the hands of this person, so I also became very interested in this person!"

"Of course, if King Yu Wu doesn't want to disclose it, I won't ask more questions!"

Yu Feihong looked at Mu Feng deeply, smiled, and said, "This is not a secret, what's the point of telling Li Xiaoyou?"

Mu Feng's mouth curled slightly and said, "Then let's listen carefully!"

"This person's name is Mu Qingcang, who comes from the Holy Dynasty and has a great origin! Moreover, his talent is still above you. At that time, he had already entered the realm of King of Martial Arts and realized the power of two artistic conceptions!"

Yu Feihong slowly said that when he mentioned this person, there was a deep look of fear in his eyes, and he was obviously extremely afraid of this person.

"oh?

It’s so powerful, no wonder I can kill the Nine Sword Martial King!”

Mu Feng's eyes flashed.

"Yes! Only the great power of the Divine Holy Dynasty can cultivate such a genius. Our Lihuo Kingdom cannot compare with it!"

Yu Feihong sighed softly.

"Who can King Yu Wu know which force Mu Qingcang came from the Holy Dynasty?"

Mu Feng asked curiously.

"Mu Qingcang's origin is mysterious. I only know that he comes from the Holy Dynasty. I don't know which force it is!"

Yu Feihong shook his head and said.

Mu Feng narrowed his eyes, he knew that Yu Feihong must have been lying.

If Yu Feihong didn’t know Mu Qingcang’s general background, how could he help Mu Qingcang do things?

But Mu Feng did not question it. He knew that the time was not right to question Yu Feihong.

Now, his strength is still too weak! "That's a pity! If I knew, maybe I would go find this Mu Qingcang and personally meet this peerless genius of that year!"

Mu Feng said with great regret.

Yu Feihong said with emotion: "More than ten years ago, that adult's cultivation level is probably no longer the same as before. Perhaps it is possible to have entered the realm of Martial Master or even the Martial Emperor! But I have been staying at the realm of Martial King and constantly struggling."

Mu Feng remained silent, just looked at Yu Feihong silently.

He keenly observed that when Yu Feihong mentioned Mu Qingcang, he exuded a decadent aura.

"I won't talk about this anymore! Li Xiaoyou, do you have any other questions?"

Yu Feihong laughed at himself and looked at Mu Feng and asked.

"My question is over! Didn't King Yu Wu want to see the artistic conception of the sun that I just realized?

As long as you take my move, you will naturally feel it!"

Mu Feng slowly stood up, and a strong sense of fighting emanated from his eyes.

Although Yu Feihong is a powerful man from King Wu and his strength is far above him, this will not make him lose his spirit, but will instead make him feel extremely warlike.

"Haha! Okay, Xiaoyou Li is really courageous! Follow me to the sky and let me see your artistic conception of the rising sun!"

Yu Feihong smiled, stepped out of the sky with his right foot, turned into a stream of light, rushing straight to the night sky, and Mu Feng followed closely behind.

The two of them face each other from afar, hanging above the clouds, and a bright crescent moon lies between them.

"My friend Li! Take your all, let me see how strong you are?"

Yu Feihong's eyes were shining brightly, staring at Mu Feng, looking forward to the authenticity.

He really wanted to see what level of strength the young man who could understand the artistic conception of the sun in front of him could reach.

Mu Feng did not speak, but slowly closed his eyes.

A vast and powerful aura surged out of his body like a tide.

The moment Mu Feng opened his eyes again, the light of the sun appeared deep in his eyes, and shot out directly, dispelling the darkness around him.

Mu Feng's aura suddenly changed, and his whole body exuded a mysterious aura, giving people a vague feeling.

"King Yu Wu! I'm here!"

Mu Feng's eyes locked at Yu Feihong, and two rays of blazing light shot out directly, piercing into Yu Feihong's eyes, causing Yu Feihong to squint slightly.

At this moment, Mu Feng grabbed the void in his palm, and the surging spiritual energy condensed into a long sword, stepped out with his right foot, slashed out with his sword in his right hand, and a blazing sword light came out of the sky.

This sword light is so dazzling! Tear! The sword light penetrates across the layers of cloud waves, and arrives in front of Yu Feihong in an instant.

What's strange is that the moment the sword light arrived, a phantom of the rising sun rose slowly, and a terrifying high temperature swept over, wrapping up the momentum of melting everything.

"This is the artistic conception of the sun! Sure enough, there are some tricks!"

Yu Feihong's eyes showed an understanding of his expression, and his right hand pointed at the void and pointed it out.

The sword pointed to the Lingyuan and exploded, forming a sword light about a foot long, slashing horizontally towards the front.

This sword finger seemed very slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. It seemed to have penetrated time and space, and it appeared instantly on the sword light with the shadow of the rising sun.

Boom! The two burst into terrifying explosions, sprinkling endless golden light in the sky, instantly dyeing the large area of ​​the night sky into red gold.

But soon, a sword finger sprayed with sword light pierced out, annihilated a large area of ​​golden light in front of him. Yu Feihong stepped out of the disintegrating golden light without any damage.

"Sword Artistic Concept!"

Mu Feng silently looked at Yu Feihong who was stepping forward, and a strong sense of fear arose in his eyes.

Yu Feihong's strength was a bit beyond his expectations. He thought the former was just a first-level martial king, and now it seems that he underestimated Yu Feihong.

From the finger just now, he could see that Yu Feihong's strength is probably at least a second-level martial king, and he may even be even stronger.

If it is an ordinary warrior, it will naturally not be able to see it, but Mu Feng's eyes are so sharp that he can see a lot of information from the details.

"King Yu Wu! Is that sword just now still satisfied?"

Mu Feng asked with a faint smile.

Yu Feihong's eyes still had a thoughtful look. Hearing this, he came to his senses and said, "Little Friend Li, I am very satisfied with this sword! I have just realized something and go back to the Lihuo Palace to retreat!"

As he said that, Yu Feihong bounced his fingers and took out a crystal clear sword, threw it to Mu Feng, and said, "This is a sword of royal power. With this sword, Li Xiaoyou can enter and exit the Lihuo Palace freely, and have the right to take action first and then report! Let's say goodbye first!"
Chapter completed!