Immemorial War God

When they thought about the day that Mo Feng returned, they couldn't help but shiver. If they hadn't scolded in fear that day, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Three of the inner court disciples of the Four Major Sects were killed, and two of them were ranked first.    

    

As the participants saw the stupefied expressions or fear on their faces, all of them felt even more at ease. In an instant, most of the unhappiness that they had felt when they returned from the Martial Meeting was gone.    

    

"Hey, why did you scold Senior Brother Mo Feng the moment you arrived? I think it would be good for Senior Brother Mo Feng to personally explain it to you. " Some of the participants that returned from the Martial Meeting had expressions of playfulness on their faces as they looked at those that hadn't left yet.    

    

"Uh, no, no." They immediately shook their heads and turned around, not even daring to look at their surroundings with their heads lowered, afraid that they would run into Mo Feng who just happened to be coming over.    

    

The participants that returned from the Martial Meeting all shook their heads in joy as they saw those people leaving. They then glanced at each other, their expressions turning ugly once again.    

    

"Sigh, I wonder where Senior Brother Mo Feng went. I really hope he comes over quickly."    

    

"Yeah, without Senior Brother Mo Feng, I'm afraid that things would not be good this time."    

    

Everyone sighed, they looked around, hoping to see Mo Feng's figure.    

    

"Zou elder, what's wrong with all of you?" The group of elders that did not leave the sect asked when they saw the ugly expression on Zou Tianyi's faces.    

    

"Go and find Mo Feng." Zou Tianyi coldly snorted with an ashen face, as if the pent-up anger in his body could explode at any moment.    

    

All the elders looked at each other, none of them daring to say a word, and immediately turned to look for Mo Feng.    

    

"Splitting Mountain!"    

    

On the mountain peak, Mo Feng held his battle axe and slashed at a flying star beast that was flying past. The flying star beast's body froze in mid air, as though it was being struck by a spell, it was unmoving and was cut in half by the battle axe!    

    

"Very good." Mo Feng looked at the flying star beast that was split into two and fell to the ground, nodding his head in satisfaction. The Mountain Splitting Earth had finally awakened, and all of the normal starburst that had landed in his hands would die!    

    

He turned around and walked down the mountain. Right now, his battle skill had awakened, and he should be looking for Yin Yuesha. There were only two months of time left, Mo Feng had a premonition that it would not be so easy to find Yin Yuesha.    

    

"Senior Brother Mo Feng, Senior Brother Mo Feng!"    

    

Halfway up the mountain, a shout came out, Mo Feng turned to look, only to see a few disciples rushing over, stopped right in front of him, and gasped for breath.    

    

"Senior Brother Mo Feng, we've finally found you. Zou elder and the others have returned and are calling for you."    

    

"Call me over?" Mo Feng frowned, a look of astonishment flashing past his eyes.    

    

"Why are you back so soon?" He muttered to himself in confusion. Wasn't there a battle between true disciples? Why are you back so soon? Why are you calling me over?    

    

"Let's go." He didn't ask any further and just went to take a look.    

    

A few disciples excitedly followed, looking at Mo Feng with admiration in their eyes, they had just learnt of Mo Feng's achievements, and at that moment, Mo Feng was simply a legend in their eyes, becoming someone they wanted to become, to be able to walk behind Mo Feng, they felt extremely honored.    

    

"Senior brother Mo Feng is here!" When Mo Feng reached the training grounds, the originally dispirited crowd was startled, and looked at Mo Feng with an excited look in their eyes.    

    

"Zou elder." Mo Feng smiled and nodded to the disciples, then walked in front of Zou Tianyi and cupped his fists and said. Zou Tianyi nodded his head in gratification as he looked at Mo Feng. More than a year ago, Mo Feng was the pride of the Jade Flame Gate.    

    

"Zou elder, what can I do for you?" Mo Feng asked. Zou Tianyi's expression became solemn.    

    

"Take a look for yourself."    

    

"Hmm?" Mo Feng frowned, he turned to look, only to see a few disciples carrying two stretchers up, and the people on the stretchers were all wrapped in white cloth, dying.    

    

"This is?" Mo Feng could not tell who the two of them were being wrapped by the white cloth, but when he walked closer, he slowly pulled away one of the person's white cloth, revealing a face that looked completely different, and a sword tattoo could faintly be seen on his forehead.    

    

"Jing Tianshuo?" Mo Feng was shocked. Jing Tianshuo was ranked second in the inner sect, but because of him, he was ranked third in the Martial Competition. How did he get beaten to such a state?    

    

He frowned, and ruled out the possibility of being attacked. As long as Zou Tianyi was here, no one would be able to accomplish the sneak attack, and even if they did, there would not be only two people who would be injured.    

    

Turning around, he pulled the white cloth off the other person's face. This person was even more seriously injured than Jing Tianshuo, not only did he lose his face, only one eye was left, the other eye had already disappeared, leaving an empty black hole, shocking everyone.    

    

Even though Mo Feng had seen countless bloody and terrifying scenes, he couldn't help but be moved at this moment. Raising his head to look at the people around him, he saw that this person had already been injured to the point where he couldn't even see his appearance.    

    

Seeing the questioning look in Mo Feng's eyes, everyone's face became sorrowful, and no one dared to say a word.    

    

"Mo, Mo Feng." At this time, Yi Jinglin stood out and saw that's eyes were filled with tears. His chest was moving up and down.    

    

Seeing Yi Jinglin like this, Mo Feng's face immediately darkened, anyone who could make Yi Jinglin cry like this would know who he was.    

    

"Zhengyu." Looking down at Dong Zhengyu, Mo Feng's body started to tremble. Dong Zhengyu was already unable to cure him with his pills, even if he could save his life, he would be a cripple. But wouldn't the Martial Competition be over? How could he be injured like this!    

    

"Who did it!" He stood up furiously and asked furiously. Even though Dong Zhengyu was his follower, he had paid the price of his life for him. In his heart, he was like a brother to him, if he dared to act so viciously towards his brother, he would definitely take revenge!    

    

"Clang! Clang!"    

    

Seeing Mo Feng getting angry, everyone took a few steps back in fear. They had rarely seen Mo Feng getting angry, so it was extremely scary.    

    

"Mo Feng." Zou Tianyi's voice came as he suddenly turned around to look at Zou Tianyi. His eyes were completely red but he still emitted killing intent. Seeing Mo Feng's appearance, Zou Tianyi's heart trembled, as though something had never happened in many years — — Fear.    

    

"What a terrifying killing intent." He was shocked in his heart. The butcher who had killed the most had the strongest killing intent. It looked even more terrifying, but the killing intent could not be restrained. Only by slaughtering millions of lives would there be such a killing intent!    

    

Zou Tianyi just couldn't understand. Mo Feng was only a teenager, how could he have such a terrifying killing intent?    

    

Withdrawing his thoughts, he looked at Mo Feng with a complicated expression and slowly opened his mouth:    

    

"Mo Feng, from the time that you left, the Martial Competition should have lasted until the time of the true disciple competition.