Immemorial War God

The waves of the ocean were rolling and rising higher and higher, as if they were going to swallow this entire place at any moment!    

    

"Clang clang!"    

    

Suddenly, the sounds of attacks stopped. Mo Feng turned his head to look, only to see that the people who entered the examination were knocking down the trees in front of them with tools, while some of them were using vines to wrap around the trees of the same length.    

    

"Mo Feng!"    

    

When these people saw the cold glint in Mo Feng's eyes, they immediately stood up, unable to take care of the work in their hands.    

    

Everyone surrounded Mo Feng, their hands tightly gripping onto rocks or other offensive weapons. None of them brought any sharp weapons, as they were unable to even bring them back if they wanted to.    

    

Seeing the unfriendly faces of the people surrounding him, Mo Feng sneered and spoke indifferently:    

    

"What, aren't you afraid of death?" As he spoke, he swept his eyes over the crowd and continued.    

    

"If you really aren't afraid of death, then I don't recommend killing all of you!"    

    

Then, a cold light flashed in their eyes, killing intent surged, the surrounding people stopped in their tracks, they looked at Mo Feng, whose breathing paused, and their faces filled with anger, they wanted to kill him! Mo Feng had given them such a great disgrace, they had not been able to kill Mo Feng outside, and now they had reached the last stage!    

    

But seeing Mo Feng's ferocious look, no one dared to make a move, they were already afraid of being killed, let alone the more than two hundred people who failed to kill Mo Feng, they only had a dozen or so people left.    

    

"Hmph."    

    

Everyone snorted, after giving Mo Feng a good look, they turned and left, their hearts were filled with unhappiness, but they could only think of ways to get out of this predicament.    

    

Before this, three people had already been ejected from the passageway. None of them were unprepared and directly fell into the sea.    

    

"Mo Feng."    

    

A familiar voice sounded. Mo Feng turned his head to look behind him, only to see the miser walk out with a dirty body, carrying a large tree on his shoulder. Looking at Mo Feng who still had no expression, it was as if this was his eternal expression.    

    

"This pass is crossing the sea?" Looking at the big tree the miser was carrying, Mo Feng frowned and asked.    

    

"Bam." The miser put down the tree and slightly nodded as he wiped the sweat off his face.    

    

"This pass is to pass through this sea. There have been people who have tried it before, but they have already buried themselves in the sea. We need to make sufficient preparations and the sea is filled with danger. With that, a ray of light flashed across the miser's eyes as he looked at the ocean, and he turned to Mo Feng and asked.    

    

Mo Feng nodded, indicating that he understood.    

    

"This tree is for you." The miser pointed to the tree on the ground, and before Mo Feng could speak, he said:    

    

"Mine is already finished, this tree is specially prepared for you." Saying that, he turned around and left.    

    

Looking at the miser's back, Mo Feng opened his mouth wide, but in the end, he kept the words that were about to come out, and smiled as he shook his head. The miser's personality seemed cold and indifferent, but he did everything meticulously, and to want to be friends with him, the feeling of being thousands of miles away was hard to accept.    

    

He turned around and looked at the rest of the people. They were all meticulously making the raft, trying their best to ensure that the seawater would not wash the raft away.    

    

Lowering his head to look at the tree, the corner of Mo Feng's mouth raised slightly, this tree was a good tree, the wood was very sturdy and the weight was not heavy, it should have been picked by the miser, but the most important thing was the vines he used to bind it up.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Mo Feng was about to make a move, when he suddenly saw the miser standing there unmoving out of the corner of his eyes. He turned his head to look, only to see the miser standing in front of a pile of debris, the miser's body was trembling from anger.    

    

Mo Feng squinted, and then his face darkened as he walked up to stand in front of the miser, looking at the pile of debris, he turned to look at the surrounding people who were smirking, and anger started rising within him. Needless to say, the raft that the miser had created had definitely been destroyed by these people.    

    

Whoosh.    

    

"Mo Feng."    

    

The moment Mo Feng moved, the miser held his hand and shook his head slightly.    

    

"If the raft is broken, we can recreate it. This is the final moment, there is no need to cause any more trouble."    

    

"miser, are you scared?" Mo Feng turned his head to look at the miser, using a measuring gaze to look at him.    

    

The miser was startled, when he saw Mo Feng looking at him in such a manner, he was immediately infuriated. Was she insulting him?    

    

"Mo Feng, what do you mean?"    

    

"miser, these people are truly despicable from the bottom of their bones. If you don't retaliate, they will only get more than they deserve." Mo Feng said in a deep voice.    

    

"I know what you mean, it's the last hurdle, I don't want to cause trouble, but none of these people are easy to deal with. If I don't attack them at this time, there will be endless trouble once we get out!"    

    

Finished, Mo Feng turned and looked at the ten over people, his eyes filled with killing intent. If he did not frighten these people, they would never let him go.    

    

The miser saw that Mo Feng was stunned, then revealed a look of disbelief, his cultivation level did not have the advantage yet he still dared to attack, he admired Mo Feng's courage, and he admired Mo Feng's viciousness even more.    

    

As he watched Mo Feng's gaze gradually turn into an scrutiny, he couldn't understand why Mo Feng was so decisive in killing at such a young age.    

    

"Alright." The miser nodded his head and turned to look at the people with stern eyes. What Mo Feng said was right, they could not find it troublesome, and furthermore, they had come to the evil valley to be completely evil, what kind of evil person would they be afraid of?    

    

"Who destroyed my raft, stand up! Don't let me do it myself!" The crowd looked at him and sneered in disdain before turning their heads away. After all, they had not seen much of the miser. Even the final massacre had been caused by the blade that Mo Feng had given him.    

    

This was also the reason why they dared to destroy the raft of the miser. Even if the miser hid the raft well, they would still dare to find and destroy it.    

    

"You're not going to stand up, are you?" The miser's eyes turned cold as he walked up. Looking at the miser's back, Mo Feng smiled and followed him.    

    

"Is that you?" the miser asked as he came up to a man and watched him build the raft. The man looked at him and sneered but did not speak. The miser's eyes became cold as he continued to ask:    

    

"Then who destroyed my raft?"    

    

"I don't know."    

    

"Bam!"    

    

The man coldly replied. He was extremely impatient, and just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a voice. He turned his head and saw that the raft he painstakingly built had been broken into two!