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Chapter 1765 is still a doctor

"Oh my God, there are still people who dare not sell the face of Bai Wuzong in Xiyun City. They are simply impatient. Even if they want to save people, they should consider the situation in front of them. This guy

I really don’t want my life.”

The middle-aged man next to him whispered, if it were him, he wouldn't even have the courage to stop Yaoyang, let alone save people. After all, this is Bai Wuzong's territory, not to mention Yaoyang's basic strength.

The one above is a master of the Half-Step Transformation Realm. Such strength is not something that ordinary people can match.

"I think this young man seems to have come from outside and doesn't understand the situation in our Xiyun City at all. It's better now. He has no intention of turning back. Now, this kid can be said to have completely offended Yaoyang."

"It sounds ridiculous to save people at the cost of your own life. This is not saving people at all. It's just that you are living impatiently."

"It's ridiculous."

Passers-by who were about to leave saw Mu Feng trying to help the old man. They all stopped in their tracks and looked at Mu Feng with sneer in their eyes, as if they thought they saw a fool. However, Mu Feng did not

He didn't pay attention, his face remained calm.

Yaoyang originally thought that Mu Feng would turn pale with fright or leave quickly when he heard his identity. Then he could humiliate the other party and even take the maid away from the other party. However, he did not expect that Mu Feng did not do this.

I don't care about him at all.

Such an attitude is no different from slapping him in the face in front of everyone. Such a situation also makes Yaoyang's eyes full of gloom. If he doesn't teach this brat a lesson today, he will really be unable to do it.

Step down.

"Boy, what did you just say?" Yaoyang looked at Mu Feng with a sneer on his face and took a step forward, as if he was ready to give Mu Feng a blow at any time.

Mu Feng turned to look at Yao Yan and said, "Looking at the difficulty of your practice, you can leave. I saved this person."

"What a loud tone."

Before Yaoyang spoke, the people next to him were already whispering. This tone was really arrogant, and it even sounded like they didn't take Yaoyang seriously at all. Some people squinted their eyes and looked carefully.

Observing Mu Feng, thinking about Mu Feng's identity, he didn't look like a fool. Since he dared to say such things, he must have a terrible identity.

at this point.

Yaoyang naturally thought of it too.

He looked at Mu Feng with a cold face, and in his mind he searched for people from nearby sects, but unfortunately he could not find them. He sneered and asked: "Boy, you are really arrogant. I don't know what sect you are from."

.”

"Are you qualified to know?" Mu Feng said calmly.

"you!"

The smile on Yaoyang's face instantly solidified. He said one word angrily. In the end, he did not curse. Instead, he looked at Mu Feng with a sneer and said, "Okay, then I want to see if you have the ability to kill this old man."

Rescue him."

"Look at this old man, don't let anyone move. Once he moves, he will definitely die." Mu Feng turned to Li Yue and said. Li Yue is not very strong, but he can protect the people around him.

Old man, that's obviously enough.

"Watch the move!"

Yaoyang roared low, his body was like lightning, and he appeared next to Mu Feng in the blink of an eye. As soon as he swung his right fist, everyone around him couldn't help but exclaimed, as if they had never seen such an exquisite move before.

Mu Feng couldn't help but feel that the passers-by around him were all idiots.

Fierce Sun Fist!

Mu Feng already knew the name of this fist technique from the exclamations of the people around him. Yaoyang's right fist was like a fiery red sun. As the distance got closer, people could feel the light blooming from the fist.

It makes people have to squint their eyes and not dare to stare at the opponent's fist.

This is also the most dangerous part of this boxing technique. If you let this kind of strong light shine on you, your eyes will be temporarily blinded. In a duel between masters, even a millisecond is crucial, let alone

It is said that such blindness will occur for at least one second.

Dead!

Everyone shook their heads slightly when they saw this scene. Mu Feng should not have rescued people in the first place. If he had just learned the identity of the other party and apologized before leaving, he might have had a chance to survive. But instead of leaving, he increased his provocation.

With such strength, even if they were Yaoyang, they would not be able to let Mu Feng leave here alive.

Just as everyone expected, when Yaoyang's fist was about to approach him, Mu Feng suddenly closed his eyes, looking as if he couldn't bear the strong light and suffered a temporary blindness.

At this moment.

Mu Feng suddenly stepped back, as if he wanted to dodge, but in the eyes of everyone, how could Yaoyang give Mu Feng a chance to retreat? When they found that Yaoyang's fist was aimed at Mu Feng's heart, everyone felt

He sighed slightly, as expected, Yaoyang did not allow such people who laughed at him to exist.

Mu Feng must be dead.

Yaoyang's eyes were full of sneers. He stared at his fist tightly. When his fist was about to hit Mu Feng's heart, Mu Feng suddenly raised his right hand. The next second, Mu Feng's right hand floated lightly.

After blocking Yaoyang's fist, he stood there, clasping his fingers together and clenching his fist.

Yaoyang's expression, which was originally full of sneers, turned dull. He exerted force again, hoping to break through Mu Feng's defense, but his fist seemed to hit the sea and had no effect at all.

Li Yue had been standing behind Mu Feng, watching this scene quietly.

Seeing the pity on the faces of the people around her, she knew that no one thought Mu Feng could win or even survive. She was the only one who already knew the true ending.

"Are you the chief disciple of the White Rice Sect?" Mu Feng looked at Yaoyang teasingly and said, "It sounds very powerful, but your strength seems a bit weak. It really sounds like the name of your sect, a free rice sect."

.”

"you……"

Yaoyang wanted to say something else, but Mu Feng gave Yaoyang a gentle push, and Yaoyang felt the feeling of a mountain rising up. The force seemed to move a mountain in front of him, and he was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe at all.

, he looked at Mu Feng with a pale face, knowing that he might have met his opponent today, and that the opponent's strength had definitely reached the stage of transformation.

genius.

These two words appeared in Yaoyang's mind, and even he was a little self-deprecating. You know, these two words have always been on his head, and they are the halo he carries, but now I don't know when, actually

Let Mu Feng snatch it away!
Chapter completed!
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