Chapter 493 You Can’t Even Catch One of My Moves

"Second Master!"

"Asshole, stop it!"

At this time, when everyone in the Murong family saw Murong Han's nose was beaten flat and his face was covered in blood, they were all furious and roared.

But there seemed to be an invisible wall of energy around Ji Wufeng. Even if the Murong family members tried their best, they could not break through it. Ji Wufeng's big mouth twitched even more happily.

Ji Wufeng slapped Murong Han again and again, scolding: "Old bastard, aren't you quite arrogant? Why can't you be arrogant now?"

Murong Han wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a big mouth came over him, forcing what he wanted to say back into his stomach. Ji Wufeng scolded him while speaking: "Who is more arrogant than who now? Answer me, Why don't you answer me? Are you deaf? Or mute? You still can't understand human speech!"

Everyone present was dumbfounded. Each of these people had a profound background. They had seen others being arrogant and became even more arrogant. But the scene in front of them was undoubtedly the most arrogant person and thing they had ever seen.

Oh my god, that was the second prince of the No. 1 leading family, but being ravaged like this now was simply worse than killing him.

Suddenly a violent roar came: "Young man, you dare to be so unruly in the Murong family, you are seeking death!"

An old man looked to be at least eighty years old, but his steps were fast and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye. He struck at Ji Wufeng with a palm, and a violent aura swept away, making people feel an invisible pressure.

"It's the Third Master!" Someone shouted excitedly. The person who came was none other than Murong Zhao, the third son of the Murong family.

Ji Wufeng's eyes were sharp, and he slapped his backhand with a bang. Murong Zhao's body retreated violently. After landing, he continued to retreat. The last step directly crushed the stone slabs on the ground. His face was pale, his hands were trembling, and he did not dare to speak, for fear that if he opened his mouth, he would Blood spurts out.

Everyone was shocked that Murong Zhao, who was also a half-step master, could not block Ji Wufeng's move.

At this moment, a figure rushed towards Ji Wu

Feng struck Ji Wufeng's body with a palm.

"Can you finally bear it?" Ji Wufeng smiled coldly.

boom!

A powerful wave of air flow spread wildly, and some of the Murong family disciples who were relatively close felt like they were being hit in the face like a strong wind.

The person's body shook continuously, and his palms trembled a little.

Ji Wufeng was still standing there, his body not moving at all. Murong Han was still being strangled by his neck. His eyes were full of shame, anger and humiliation, but his face was red from suppressing it, and the color was like a pig's kidney.

"Uncle!" someone exclaimed.

Looking at the gloomy old man, Ji Wufeng chuckled and said, "Shamelessness can indeed be inherited. I think the Murong family, the leading family, came here through sneak attacks, right?"

That's right, the one who attacked Ji Wufeng just now was Murong Zhen, the head of the Murong family, the number one master in Yuzhou, and the powerful grand master!

At this time, Murong Zhen's face was full of shock and livid.

The reason why he chose a sneak attack was because he wanted to kill Ji Wufeng in one fell swoop without leaving any room for him.

But what about the result? Ji Wufeng was not damaged at all!

He was a majestic Grandmaster, so he would definitely have tried his best in a sneak attack. Once he succeeded, even a Grandmaster might fall victim to the attack, but he couldn't do anything to Ji Wufeng.

Murong Zhen's first reaction was that the information was wrong, and it was simply not accurate to say that Ji Wufeng was not the Grand Master.

But this aroused Murong Zhen's murderous intention even more. This son was already so strong at such a young age, and now the two sides had a deadly feud. Once he grew up, the Murong family would be in catastrophe.

Murong laughed angrily: "Okay, okay, no one has dared to be so cruel to me in many years."

Well done, boy, you will be honored even if you die! "

boom!

Murong Zhen, who was extremely angry, slapped Ji Wufeng with his palm, and Ji Wufeng slapped him back unceremoniously. The two of them shook their bodies at the same time and took a few steps back to stabilize their bodies.

Everyone was shocked, Murong Zhen was like a god in the Murong family, but Ji Wufeng, who looked like he had just grown up, was actually able to compete with Murong Zhen without losing.

"Boy, I do have a chance, but it won't save your life!"

Murong Zhen let out a long roar, and a vast and unparalleled breath burst out from his body. The rolling infuriating energy lingered outside his body. A faint golden light shone on his body surface. Two substantial rays of light shot out from his eyes. In an instant, murderous aura filled every inch of space, and the people standing far away couldn't help but shudder.

The unparalleled momentum that makes people tremble in their hearts is so majestic between heaven and earth!

Ji Wufeng's eyes were also a little strange. It was interesting. This old guy was really not simple. The Grand Master was really tyrannical.

Seeing that their old man had such momentum, everyone in the Murong family was excited and full of pride. They looked at Ji Wufeng as if they were dead.

Ji Wufeng was unmoved by the powerful aura displayed by Murong Zhen. Suddenly, a surge of domineering aura rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky, giving people an indestructible and extremely sharp aura.

Ji Wufeng's not-so-tall body actually possesses a kind of towering domineering power that dominates the world!

The whole audience was shocked. Everyone was a martial artist and knew that this kind of aura was definitely not something ordinary people could exude.

Murong Zhen's expression changed greatly and he asked: "Boy, who is your master?"

Although Murong Zhen is arrogant, he is somewhat self-aware. This young man is already so arrogant at such a young age. He cannot be self-taught. There must be an expert behind him, but they have not been found out.

"As long as you can take one of my moves, I'll tell you!" Ji Wufeng said proudly, raising his head.

The whole place was in an uproar. They all suspected that he had taken the wrong medicine and was talking nonsense. You must know that he was facing a powerful grandmaster!

Murong was furious and laughed: "Hehe, boy, you are indeed arrogant, but usually arrogant people have to pay a price. Since you refuse to say anything, then you will be taken into the coffin."

Ji Wufeng chuckled and said, "Old dog, don't pretend to be cool. If you pretend to be cool, you'll be struck by lightning!"

"Suffer death!" Murong Zhen roared, his unparalleled strength emanating from his body, sweeping the entire audience instantly, forcing everyone to retreat.

Murong Zhen rose into the air and attacked Ji Wufeng with overwhelming force. He wanted to kill Ji Wufeng in one fell swoop.

"snort!"

Ji Wufeng snorted coldly, stepped on the ground with one foot, and a sharp aura on his right rose into the sky, pointing directly at Murong Zhen. Murong Zhen was shocked and resolutely gave up the attack and retreated.

"It's not that easy to leave!"

Ji Wufeng kicked his foot, and his energy locked onto Murong Zhen, and his body turned into an afterimage, approaching Murong Zhen.

In an instant, Murong Zhen felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and secretly knew that something was wrong. He suddenly raised his skill to the extreme, and his whole body was wrapped in a layer of golden protective aura.

ah!

With a shrill scream, Murong Zhen's body fell to the ground, and he knelt on one knee. His expression was sluggish, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood. A bloody paw print appeared on the white clothes on his chest, and blood was still flowing.

Ji Wufeng laughed wildly: "Haha, old dog, you can't even catch my moves, how dare you show off in front of me?"

The whole audience was shocked, and their eyes almost popped out of their heads. The great master, the powerful one, couldn't even catch one of Ji Wufeng's moves. Could it be that this kid was already the powerful King of Martial Arts?