Immemorial War God

The black clothed man's eyes flashed with surprise. His figure flashed, the broken sword in his hand turned, and he threw it into the air.    

"Buzz!"    

"Ling Ling Ling"    

The broken sword rotated crazily in the air, and in the next moment, over a hundred sharp swords separated. Pushing out with both of his hands, the sharp swords attacked the Profound Thunder Dragon in unison.    

"Boom boom boom!"    

"Swoosh!"    

The sounds of explosions sounded out continuously. All of Mo Feng's Profound Thunder Dragons were destroyed, and the black clothed man's sharp sword disappeared into the air. The broken sword flew out, and the black clothed man's body flashed, causing the sharp sword to look at Mo Feng with a stern gaze.    

"Buzz!"    

Just as he was about to attack, Mo Feng's Qi suddenly shook, as though it was about to break through!    

"Ahh, wait. I'm going to break through. Let me break through first." Mo Feng looked up into the sky, then lowered his head and anxiously told the black clothed man.    

"Hmph."    

The black-clothed man laughed sinisterly as he spun the broken sword in his hand. I'm still letting you break through, so that you can defeat him?    

"I'll be quick. One moment, please!"    

Mo Feng continued to raise his head and look at the sky.    

"Ugh …"    

Everyone watched as Mo Feng really broke through at this time, the corners of their mouths twitched, their hearts were just too big, this was a battle, for him to break through at this time, and not be afraid of death?    

"Boom!"    

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in black clothing. He moved his body and was about to make a move when he noticed the eight stars that lit up the sky. His eyes immediately widened.    

"Hiss!"    

"I'll do it!"    

When the surrounding crowd saw the eight shining stars in the sky, all of their eyes widened until they almost fell out of their sockets. They even raised their hands to continuously wipe their eyes.    

"Eight stars? I'm not seeing things am I?"    

"Eight star talent, fuck, no wonder he's so strong!"    

"Genius! A peerless genius!"    

Eight star talent, this was definitely a genius in Astral Soul Realm. Forget about the higher realm, the less important the talent, and the higher realm, the more important the talent, this represented not only a space for improvement, but also a battle ability.    

In Astral Soul Realm, although the host star would be determined, their combat power would not only be related to the size of the host star, but also the number of stars that connected them. In Astral Soul Realm, although the master star would be determined, their combat power would not only be related to the size of the host star, but also the number of stars that communicated with each other.    

Having a few more stars was definitely a different story.    

To be able to maintain one's talent was already pretty good. In Astral Soul Realm, four stars and above were already considered not bad, five stars could be considered a genius, six stars could already be considered a top genius, anywhere would become a part of the nurturing seed.    

As for the Seven Stars, it was even more incredible. In any power, it could be nurtured as someone who had the power to take over the position. All of the resources would be poured into the Seven Stars Genius.    

As for an eight star master, it was rumored that there were very few in the large sects, and an eight star master on this planet was already his limit. As for an eight star master, it was rumored that there were very few in the large sects, and an eight star master on this planet was his limit.    

Perhaps it was because the strong had taken a fancy to it, or perhaps it was because of something else, but the eight-star star star already represented the limit.    

"Eight stars!"    

The black-clothed man looked at the eight shining stars and fell into a daze. Genius! He was definitely a genius! If such a genius were to be killed just like that, it would be too much of a pity!    

After which, the man in black's gaze turned cold. So what if he was a genius? If he dared to provoke the sect, then no matter how talented he was, only death awaited him.    

However, in the next moment, the black clothed man calmed down again. Who said that such a genius must be killed? Could it be that he could not be recruited into the sect?    

"Boom!"    

The aura on Mo Feng's body shook, and the black-clothed man regained his senses. He looked at the aura on Mo Feng's body that had reached the third level of Astral Soul Realm, and felt a complex feeling.    

"Wonderful."    

"Aiyo, I forgot to use the Hidden Star Secret Art. Damn it!" After Mo Feng made a breakthrough, he saw the stars in the sky and smacked his head in frustration. He turned his head to look at the dumbstruck crowd and continued:    

"Look at my memory, I'm really sorry. I didn't scare you guys, right?"    

"Cough."    

Everyone looked back and saw Mo Feng's arrogant and proud look, and almost choked on blood. You came here to show off, f * cking just to show off.    

Mo Feng turned his head towards the black clothed man, his face filled with arrogance.    

"I'm truly sorry. I forgot to stop you. You've been frightened. Continue fighting. You haven't fought enough yet."    

"…"    

The black-clothed man was speechless at Mo Feng, and even grinded his teeth at him. He could not help but beat him up.    

"Sir, may I know your name?" The man in black took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions and asked while cupping his fists.    

"What name are you asking for? I haven't fought yet. Come, let's continue!"    

Mo Feng shrugged his shoulders, rubbing his fists and wiping his palms, as though he wished that after his breakthrough, he could suddenly increase his strength to fight.    

"…"    

Without a breakthrough, he could only fight evenly and evenly, so after breaking through, he was definitely not his opponent. Although using his trump card had hopes of winning, who could guarantee that Mo Feng did not have a trump card up his sleeve?    

"Sir, we can start the fight anytime we want. If we don't fight, why don't we get to know each other and tell them our names. Why don't we go and drink after we've had a good fight?" Mo Feng was startled, but after thinking for a while, he seemed to be moved.    

Seeing Mo Feng like that, under the mask the black-clothed man raised his eyebrows slightly, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, it seemed like he was a straightforward guy who liked to fight. Drinking alcohol was naturally what everyone liked, hmm, he also liked to be arrogant, but it was best to get along with him.    

"Sir, we can always fight, but not drink alcohol. I know of an inn that has excellent wine brewing and also stir-fried very well with Star Beast meat. Shall we go have a drink first?"    

Seeing that the black clothed man treated Mo Feng so well, the surrounding people all became silent. Eight star geniuses, it would be strange if they didn't have this kind of treatment, as even the large sects would have to lower their heads to do so. But seeing Mo Feng being pursued like that, they felt extremely uncomfortable in their hearts. Did he mean that they would let this brat continue being so arrogant?    

Regarding this, they could only feel helpless and envy Mo Feng.    

"Hm."    

Mo Feng muttered to himself, the black clothed man quietly waited for the result, his heart was filled with anticipation, if Mo Feng agreed, then he would have succeeded in joining their sect.    

"No, I can drink anytime I want. I haven't had enough today, so I have to do it!"    

"…"    

Looking at Mo Feng's twisted appearance, the black clothed man felt a headache. Did this guy really know how to fight? Wouldn't it be nice to have something to eat?    

"Who is it!"    

Suddenly, Mo Feng's face changed, he bellowed and saw a black shadow appear beside the black clothed man, he was also dressed in black, but he had a black veil on his face, and the black robes were tight, perfectly showing off his figure.