The sudden knife was beyond everyone's expectations. I thought Zhuo Mufeng had steadily suppressed Gong Yang Jin, but I didn't expect that the other party still had a trump card, and it was only then that he really launched it.

As he roared in his heart, Yang Jin continued to increase his strength, which made the momentum of the sword still climb, making many people unable to open their eyes. Wherever he passed, a very obvious fan-shaped barrier appeared in the void.

Under the pressure of the knife light, before it approached, the ground where Zhuo Mufeng was could no longer withstand the pressure of the knife, and the surface cracked a spider-web-like gap, extending further away.

"Senior Brother Zhuo!" Qiu Rongshang screamed, his pretty face turned pale.

Everyone present watched the unstoppable sword light slashing towards Zhuo Mufeng. In the face of absolute strength, even if Zhuo Mufeng had a high talent, it would be in vain.

Time seems to be pausing at this moment.

Zhuo Mufeng, who was in danger, still had a cold face. Just when everyone thought he would be defeated, his sword power suddenly changed. If he had been masculine and domineering before, then at this moment, he was surrounded by Buddha's light, and the golden light made him extremely sacred and full of mysterious religious majesty.

Zhuo Mufeng waved his sword with one hand, twitching from right to left to slant upward. With the blessing of the Dacheng Dao Heart Demon, he easily discovered the flaw in the Yang sword move, and the brilliant golden sword light sprinkled out of the sound of the Brahma in the sky.

It was the first move of the Bodhidharma Divine Sword, and the Buddha's light first appeared.

The golden sword light and the white sword light collided with each other without any fancy, and then made a clicking sound. The sword energy mixed and exploded, and was forced to gather by the two of them, falling to the ground like a pillar of light.

Rumble!

The ground suddenly exploded, and countless pieces of white marble rose into the sky along the trajectory of the light column.

Two figures rushed towards the other side at the same time, sometimes in close combat, sometimes in long-range attacks, and they easily cut off the hard white marble. In the hands of the two, the wooden sword seemed to have become a magic weapon, with unparalleled lethality.

"It is said that the Crazy Dragon has practiced the Nine-Rainbow Sword Technique to great success. The Buddhist sword technique just now is clearly a five-star unique skill, and has reached the level of small success. Also, his internal skills, although unknown origin, are also five-star levels, otherwise he would not be able to compete with Gong Yang Jin. At the age of twenty, he has learned three five-star unique skills and has achieved success. Such talents are really rare in ancient times."

Yang Batian was not only amazed but also amazed. Before today, if someone told him that he would admire a twenty-year-old man so much, he would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Who would have thought that in just half a year, the Crazy Dragon, who became the young king of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, made such great progress in just half a year. It was simply incredible.

The three masters of the palace looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes. They were still worried about Zhuo Mufeng, but they didn't expect that the other party was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and was not afraid of Gongyang's entry at all.

"Keqing, we must make a good relationship with this young man!" Qin Xi, while watching the fierce battle in the field, sent a voice to Qin Keqing, with an extremely serious tone.

Qin Keqing knew her aunt's temperament. When the other party spoke in this tone, it means that things were very important. He nodded repeatedly, "I understand."

Without Qin Xi's instructions, Qin Keqing knew what to do. The style that Zhuo Mufeng showed in today's battle should not be described as shocking, but rather as a terrifying and unpredictable thing.

With what she knows and sees, even if one goes back for a hundred years or two hundred years, it is not said that someone’s talent is as good as Zhuo Mufeng, that can only be the most mysterious sword saint Xiang Wuji.

But who is he? He is a legendary master. Even if all the poor mountains, bad waters, wild mountains and rivers in the world are included in all the hidden strange people, it is enough to rank among the top ones.

Isn’t it said that Zhuo Mufeng’s future achievements are enough to be on par with the Saber and to grow into an existence that is feared by the five royal families?

Of course, no one can tell the future. It is always full of variables and surprises, but at least it is certain that Zhuo Mufeng has this potential.

Thinking of this, Qin Keqing's whole heart was confused. Looking at the tall and agile young swordsman in the field, his pretty face was as red as a burning fire, and it was difficult to look away.

It's impossible, he can't be so strong! Gong Yang Jin's mentality exploded and he was almost crazy. He thought he could win easily and humiliate the opponent to the end, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate and was at risk of being defeated.

Thinking of Su Zhilan watching from the side, Gong Yang Jin told him that he would never be defeated. He roared from the bottom of his heart, and his skills reached their limits. He bombed indiscriminately with one blow after another, killing Zhuo Mufeng at all costs, trying to cause damage.

However, Zhuo Mufeng knew his fluctuations very well. Among the ten moves, there must be five moves that can predict in advance and block them, constantly eroding Gong Yang Jin's advantages.

A Buddha lamp slowly rotated above Zhuo Mufeng's head, and part of the sword energy around it was blocked. As Zhuo Mufeng swung his sword, the Buddha lamp light shone brightly. These lights were composed of thousands of sword energy, and they were simply omnipresent and could not be defended.

It is the second form of the Bodhidharma Divine Sword, the Golden-top Buddha Lamp.

Puff puff puff...

The light kept piercing through the sword energy, but Yang Jin was not an ordinary person. As his body rotated, a layer of sword curtain blocked him.

His body suddenly rose more than ten feet, as if a flying dragon was in the sky. When it reached its peak, it was the momentum of the ram’s induction and reached its peak. The sword curtain suddenly contracted and drilled into the wooden knife, and the wooden knife immediately appeared in a series of gaps.

Gong Yang Jin had extremely strong control over internal strength, but he couldn't control it at this moment. It can be seen how powerful the sword that was about to be fired was. While the wooden sword had not yet broken, Gong Yang Jin's hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, and his head was falling, and his sword was united and swooped towards Zhuo Mufeng.

call out!!

What a knife!

The distance of more than ten feet seemed to be shortened to several feet, and the sword light stabbed without any sound. In the eyes of everyone, when Gong Yang Jin issued this sword, the sword had already stabbed Zhuo Mufeng.

Sizzling...

Strands of seven-colored sword light suddenly exploded and cut the ground. Until this time, everyone caught the picture, but Gong Yang Jin's wooden knife was blocked by Zhuo Mufeng's wooden sword. The sword light stabbed the seven-colored light shield, stabbing it into half of it, but there was still half a foot away without a breakthrough.

A harsh sound of breaking through the air sounded from behind the ram. It turned out that the sword speed just now was too fast, so that the sound could not be heard. Most people present felt frightened. Did this sword technique be issued by humans?

If they weren't there, they would have lost all their lives.

However, the young swordsman was even more terrifying. He actually blocked the sword. Not only did he block it, but even the concubines in the harem of the Eastern Zhou Emperor felt a vigorous sword force erupting from the young swordsman's body.

The seven-colored sword light became more and more dazzling, like the star light composed of seven kinds of gems, making Zhuo Mufeng in the middle look like a swordsman walking out of a dream, extremely handsome and invincible.

"Ram, you're defeated."

As the sound fell, the wooden sword in Zhuo Mufeng's hand cracked open. But the light shield turned into a seven-color sword light, which suddenly pierced through Gong Yang Jin's sword force, and drilled through the wooden sword, causing the wooden sword to break into wood chips. The remaining momentum continued to flow into Gong Yang Jin's arms.

"puff!"

Two blood mists burst out from his arms, and they were immediately shattered by the sword energy. Yang Jin howled, flew backwards for more than ten feet, and rolled on the ground for more than ten times. His body wiped the pattern of feathers behind him, making it difficult for a moment to stand up.

The scene became dead silent.

Everyone stared at this scene in a daze, and the reversal came so quickly that most of them did not come back to their senses.

Until Le Qian slapped the table and shouted "Okay!", "Okay", awakening everyone, and then an unparalleled cheer burst out from the scene.

At this time, the sun broke through the dark clouds, and a ray of sunlight shone on Zhuo Mufeng, placing a light golden color on his body. His hair was slightly brushed, his clothes were fluttering, his indescribable and elegant, and his indescribable excellence.

The Yang Jin on the other side fell miserably to the ground and was getting up with difficulty.

In contrast, Zhuo Mufeng looks more extraordinary and unexplained, and his style is hard to describe.

The many palace maids and even the concubines in the harem at the scene couldn't help but shine brightly when they looked at Zhuo Mufeng.

They have lived in the deep palace for a long time and have special identities. Although they have seen many men with high status and power, their own men are even the most prestigious people in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

But no man has ever shown the character of a warrior and the masculinity of a man in such a straightforward and domineering form in front of them.

Is this my first talented and hero in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty? It turns out that he is a strange man who can never forget at first sight!

"Senior Brother Zhuo is so amazing..." Qiu Rongshang showed a bright smile, staring at the young man in white standing in the field, sighing at the magic of fate.

She didn't expect that the first friend she knew who was not Yuhuanlou would be so outstanding. When she thought of taking off her shoes and running wildly on the island without any concealment, she danced in front of her, Qiu Rongshang's pink face turned red again.

The Eleventh Prince on the side was jealous and couldn't help but snorted coldly, but in his heart, he had to admit that Zhuo Mufeng did have a trick.

Su Zhilan's beautiful eyes, like crescent moon, flashed with a flash of shock. She was very surprised by Zhuo Mufeng's performance, and then the shock was replaced by the dripping charm.

She smiled beautifully, raised her glass and took another sip, and her expression quickly returned to her coldness.

"Okay, I am worthy of being my Eastern Zhou Junlong. Mu Feng, Mu Feng, you were too modest before. With such great ability, you should have a good time with the masters of the Northern Qi Dynasty from the beginning."

The person who was most excited in the audience was undoubtedly the Emperor of Eastern Zhou. There was no trace of shade on his face. His smile crawled back to the corner of his mouth, poured a glass of wine in person, and handed it to the old eunuch beside him.

The latter smiled and walked to Zhuo Mufeng with a wine, saying, "Young hero, this is the wine given by His Majesty personally, please!"

Of course, Zhuo Mufeng could not refuse. After taking it, he drank it all, showing his heroic demeanor, bowing, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Hahaha..." The Emperor of Eastern Zhou was in a good mood and turned to Qi Yuanhao on the side and smiled, "Yuanhao, you and my fellow countrymen will inevitably have injuries and accidents. You should not be bothered by my Eastern Zhou Yingjie."
Chapter completed!