Immemorial War God

"I hope so." Prince Tsai rubbed his thumbs together as he smiled coldly.    

"Dong Dong Dong"    

On the peak of the inner court disciple's peak, a disciple knocked on the stone door.    

"Is it finally here?" Inside the cave, Mo Feng opened his eyes and stood up with a flash of cold light.    

"My lord." Dong Zhengyu's voice suddenly came out, Mo Feng turned to look, only to see Dong Zhengyu struggling to stand up.    

"My lord, please let me go with you." Dong Zhengyu took out an eyepatch and wore it, adding a hint of roguishness to it. He walked shakily in front of Mo Feng and said with a resolute expression.    

Looking at Dong Zhengyu who was startled, he nodded his head. That was fine, let Dong Zhengyu personally see the outcome of the person who injured him!    

"You haven't recovered yet, sit down." Mo Feng turned around and took out a wheelchair for Dong Zhengyu to sit down on. His storage ring already contained countless of usable items.    

Dong Zhengyu wanted to reject him, but after seeing Mo Feng's expression that did not allow any rejection, he could only sit on the wheelchair. He grabbed the wheel with both hands and wanted to move forward, but Mo Feng immediately grabbed the back of the chair and began pushing.    

"My lord!" Dong Zhengyu shook, and Mo Feng's firm voice sounded.    

"Sit tight."    

Dong Zhengyu opened his mouth but no words came out, he was only moved from the bottom of his heart.    

"Gala", he opened the stone door only to see a young disciple waiting outside. When the disciple saw Mo Feng pushing Dong Zhengyu out, his eyes widened and his face turned blank.    

"Brother Dong, Brother Dong?"    

"Has Prince Tsai come?" Mo Feng asked with a cold face. The disciple nodded his head in a daze, his gaze falling on Dong Zhengyu as if he had seen a ghost.    

"Brother Dong, are you done just like that?" This disciple's face was filled with shock. He had watched the entire competition and he was very clear on what injuries Dong Zhengyu had suffered.    

Mo Feng did not answer, and pushed Dong Zhengyu towards the training grounds.    

The disciple only regained his senses after a long while, turned and looked at Mo Feng's back. He jumped in shock and quickly followed.    

"Senior Brother Mo Feng is here."    

Mo Feng pushed Dong Zhengyu to the training grounds, and in an instant, the training grounds were in an uproar.    

"I'll do it!"    

"Could it be that you've seen a ghost?!"    

Everyone jumped up in shock, as if they had seen a ghost.    

"What's going on?" The people on the stage saw the disciple's reaction and couldn't help but to look down curiously. They saw Mo Feng pushing Dong Zhengyu over, and was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue off.    

"How, how is this possible!"    

Even Prince Tsai stood there dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost.    

"How is this possible!"    

"Shouldn't he be dead?" They were the clearest about what kind of injuries Dong Zhengyu had suffered. At most, they would only be able to hold on until Jade Flame Gate and let him see them for the last time. This was also their plan to anger Mo Feng, but how did this pill manage to heal in just one day?    

Mo Feng did not care about the shocked people, he pushed Dong Zhengyu to the center of the training grounds, and suddenly raised his head to look at Prince Bian and the others, his eyes filled with killing intent.    

"Prince Tain, didn't you guys want to challenge me? Get the hell out of here! "    

Seeing Mo Feng's complicated expression, they raised their heads and looked at the stage, trying to figure out how Dong Zhengyu had recovered so quickly. The most important thing right now was to fight with Prince Yi and the others, this battle was related to the dignity of the sect, and the dignity of all the sects in Xing Chu Empire!    

This time, the Imperial Family planned to ruthlessly humiliate all the sects. If they didn't let this out, not only the Jade Flame Gate, all the sects would be unable to even raise their heads in front of the Imperial Family!    

Prince Te recovered from his shock, and saw that Mo Feng's face had quickly darkened. A cold light flashed in his eyes.    

"You're courting death!"    

"Who's willing to go down and fight!" He glanced to the side.    

"Prince Tsai, I am the weakest, let me go. We are already in the Jade Flame Gate's territory, it's not good for them to lose so badly." A young man walked out and sneered.    

These words caused the faces of everyone in Jade Flame Gate to turn ugly. They looked at Prince Te with unfriendly looks.    

"Alright." Prince Tsai nodded with satisfaction as a smile appeared on his face. He was quite satisfied with these words.    

"Young man, don't be too arrogant with your words. Be careful not to fall into the arena." Zou Tianyi's voice resounded coldly. The youth that stood out sneered, and didn't even look at him.    

Seeing how arrogant this young man was, Zou Tianyi clenched his fists inside his sleeves, trembling. He was extremely arrogant, how dare a junior act so arrogantly in front of him!    

"Shua!"    

The young man jumped down from the stage and stood in front of Mo Feng. Looking at Dong Zhengyu with disdain in his eyes, he rubbed his fingers and said:    

"Dong Zhengyu, you sure are lucky, I thought your dog life was over."    

"You!"    

Dong Zhengyu was so angry that he immediately stood up from the wheelchair, but his body went soft and he immediately sat down.    

"You what? It's been so long since you've died, don't kill yourself. You're just a weakling, I don't think you can even think of touching a woman in the future."    

Dong Zhengyu's hands that were grabbing the chair was so angry that his entire body started to tremble, and at the same time, Mo Feng's hands lightly patted his shoulders, causing him to feel a bit angry.    

"Are you done?" Mo Feng looked at the young man and indifferently said, there was no expression on his face.    

"Hmm?" The young man narrowed his eyes, looking at Mo Feng with arrogance and contempt.    

"If your last words are only this much, then fight!" Mo Feng took out his battle axe and walked in front of the young man, his fighting spirit raging.    

"You're courting death!" The young man's face was filled with violence, he brandished his sword and pointed it at Mo Feng, who turned his battle axe and was about to make his move.    

"Wait a minute!" The young man suddenly roared, Mo Feng's movements froze, and he said coldly:    

"Any last words?"    

The young man's eyes flashed with a cold light. He was already arrogant enough, Mo Feng was even more arrogant than him.    

"You should also establish a rule in battle. Rules are just like the rules of your Martial Meeting; you are not allowed to use any auxiliary means!"    

"Bullsh * t, you still have a backup plan to deal with you? Laughable! " Mo Feng bellowed, holding his battle axe, he immediately rushed forward, he was already impatient to take revenge for Dong Zhengyu!    

"Splitting Mountain!"    

"Roar!"    

The young man opposite of him saw the imposing manner of Mo Feng approaching him with killing intent, and with a low growl, his aura at the ninth level of the stellar state started to surge towards the starburst!    

"Humph!"    

Just as he was about to break through the starburst, a strong pressure suddenly pressed down on his body, like a mountain pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe!    

"What's going on!" The young man was stupefied. His cultivation had yet to break through, how did this heavy pressure come about? Why could this pressure still restrict his breakthrough!    

"Shua!"    

While he was still in a daze, Mo Feng had already wielded his battle axe and rushed forward. The young man looked ahead and saw that the only thing he could move was his eyes.    

"No!"    

Seeing Mo Feng coming towards him with his battle axe, the young man bellowed in despair. He wanted to dodge but he couldn't budge an inch, he could only watch as Mo Feng hacked at him with his battle axe!