Chapter Thirty-Seven: Disaster Strikes

  On this day, Mu Feng was in his room cultivating the Heart Refining Technique when a mighty and overwhelming pressure suddenly appeared, causing Mu Feng's breathing to slightly stagnate.

  Mu Chengzhi, who was also in the house, felt the pressure of Xuanli's power and furrowed his brow. The opponent's strength was more formidable than he had imagined.

  Xuanli is a special energy that exists in the Holy Xuan Continent, which is an essential energy for warriors to cultivate and cannot be replaced. When a person's released Xuanli pressure is stronger, it indicates that their cultivation is higher.

  "Come out quickly, little ones!" At this time a thick voice turned into a rumbling thunder and entered the house.

  When Dai Mu Feng rushed to the entrance of the courtyard, Mo Cheng Zhi and his wife were already there.

  The courtyard gate had been kicked to the ground, and eight burly men stood inside, a stern and murderous aura spreading out.

  Mo Feng recognized one of them as Jiang Wu. At this moment, Jiang Wu was standing behind a middle-aged man in blue robes, and the middle-aged man had some similarities with Jiang Wei in his expression. The overwhelming pressure emanated from him, presumably Jiang Wen who came to avenge Jiang Wei.

  Behind Jiang Wu stood six tall men in black clothes, all of whom were at least mid-term Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

  "Mu Chengzhi, today Mu Feng must give his life to my son." Jiang Wen's face was gloomy, the pain of losing a child had also made him lose his usual elegance. However, the majestic aura that he had at the beginning of the creation boundary period was all released from his body, and the pressure made everyone present turn pale.

  Most people in Hongfeng Town heard that Jiang Wen came to Mu's house for revenge, and they also rushed over, surrounding Mu's house with no way out.

  Mu Chengzhi shielded Mu Feng behind him and shouted: "With me here, you don't think of harming my son."

  He didn't explain to Jiang Wen, he knew that Jiang Wen should have already understood the cause and effect of the whole thing, but judging from Jiang Wen's protective personality, even if it was wrong with Jiang Wei, he would still put the blame on Mu Feng.

  Jiang Wen's face flashed with a ferocious expression, and he said, "Then you can all go die." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand casually, and a fist shadow carrying a powerful and majestic aura shot towards Mu Chengzhi and the others.

  This punch may seem ordinary, but with the profound internal energy of a master craftsman, the power of this ordinary punch is doubled.

  "This is the strength of a true Shaping Realm expert." Many in the crowd had never seen a real Shaping Realm expert before, and today they were left speechless with admiration.

  Mu Chengzhi focused his attention on the fist shadow, and the Xuanli in his body also burst out without reservation. He whispered: "Xuanli Shield, rise!" The Xuanli around him immediately formed a circular rotating shield in front of the three people.

  The fist shadow slammed onto the Xuanli Shield, and the rotating Xuanli Shield paused slightly. The gleam flashing on the Xuanli Shield immediately dimmed by three-tenths, but ultimately blocked this fist shadow.

  However, everyone present could see that Jiang Wen had only thrown a casual punch, while Mu Chengzhi had already used his full strength. The difference in their abilities was clear at this moment.

  Jiang Wen let out a cold snort and threw two more punches in succession. Every time the fist shadows collided with the Xuanli Shield, the shimmering light on the shield would dim by three points. If it weren't for Mu Chengzhi gritting his teeth to hold on, the Xuanli Shield would have been shattered by Jiang Wen long ago.

  Jiang Wensee was surprised and blocked his own three punches, also a bit stunned, concentrated all his strength and suddenly swung out one punch.

  "Crack!"

  Mu Chengzhi could no longer hold on, his face turned extremely pale, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood. The mysterious light of the Xuanli shield rapidly dimmed, and several cracks appeared in its center, spreading to the surroundings. The entire Xuanli shield finally shattered into four pieces under the impact of the fist. As the Xuanli shield broke, Mu Chengzhi flew backward, crashing into the wall behind him.

  However, Mu Chengzhi withstood Jiang Wen's attack entirely, and Mu Feng and Lin Hui behind him did not suffer any damage.

  "Dad!"

  "Brother Zhi!"

  Mu Feng and Lin Hui rushed to Mu Chengzhi's side.

  Mo Chengzhi sat leaning against the courtyard wall, spitting out fresh blood from his mouth. Although he was in a precarious state, there wasn't much danger to his life. However, Jiang Wen's strike had been extremely powerful and had stirred up Mo Chengzhi's internal injuries, rendering him temporarily unable to move.

  Looking at Mu Chengzhi being beaten so miserably, Mu Feng raised his head and stared at Jiang Wen, with a chill in his eyes.

  "Jiang Wen, if I don't die today, this grudge will be avenged tenfold tomorrow!"

  Shaken by Mo Feng's imposing aura, Jiang Wen couldn't help but shiver, a chill rising from his heart.

  However, he slightly regained his composure and cursed, "You stinky little brat, you're going to die today!" As he spoke, he swung a palm at Mu Feng.

  According to Mufeng's current cultivation, if he were to take this palm strike, it would be certain death.

  "Willow Fist, Ten Thousand Willows Facing the Sun!"

  Mofeng concentrated his strength, a fist shadow with mysterious light rushed towards Palm Wind, the two met, and a strong gust of wind burst out from the point of collision.

  This fluctuation made Jiang Wen's face change slightly. He listened to Jiang Wu's explanation of the situation, but he couldn't believe that a small child in the Refining Body Realm could stir up Xuanli.

  But the fact is that Mufeng actually took his own palm, although he didn't use his full strength, this palm would seriously injure even a high-ranking cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, let alone the Foundation Building stage.

  Mo Feng's current situation could only be described as terrible, and Jiang Wen's palm strike made him spit out several mouthfuls of blood, his face suddenly turning deathly pale.

  Although the pattern on his palm burst out again, the energy released was extremely limited and would not have any effect when facing a strong Shaping Realm cultivator. Moreover, Mu Feng also had a feeling that one of his patterns had been severely damaged.

  Mufeng gritted his teeth and secretly mobilized his energy, preparing to unleash the power of Qingfeng Tiān Zūn's one palm that was left in the Fēng Fēng Miǎo Mó Array.

  However, he also knew that with his current physical condition, he absolutely could not withstand the impact of Xuanli energy. This was also why Qingfeng Tianzun warned him never to use this palm power unless it was a matter of life and death, because for Mufeng, the consequences would be either disability or death.

  Jiang Wen let out a cold snort and said, "Let's see how many of my palms you can withstand." The pain of losing his son had filled his heart with hatred, and today he was determined to see Mu Feng die before he would stop.

  Jiang Wen slapped out a palm. This was just an ordinary slap, without using any martial arts. In his eyes, the three people in front of him didn't need to use martial arts and could be easily killed with just a light touch.

  "Don't hurt my son." Lin Hui suddenly rushed in front of Mu Feng, wanting to block Jiang Wen's palm with her weak body.

  "Little sister!"

  "Mother!"

  Watching that palm wind about to hit Lin Hui's body, Mu Chengzhi was helpless, his poor physical condition made him unable to move.

  Two ear-piercing and heart-wrenching sounds shook the sky, Lin Hui's cultivation was only at the initial stage of transforming his Qi, if he took this palm strike, even the Great Luo God would not be able to save him.

  Many people usually have a good relationship with the Mu family, but this time the enemy's strength is too strong, and many people just sighed and weighed it in their hearts, ultimately giving up on taking action.

  They knew that even if they intervened, they would be unable to save the Mu family and might instead implicate themselves and their own families.

  At this critical moment, two figures flashed out from outside and blocked Jiang Wen's palm.

  The two men standing in front of Lin Hui were Meng Hu and Yang Sheng.

  "Master Meng, Brother Yang, this matter has nothing to do with you two. You'd better leave quickly." Lin Hui said in a low voice as she looked at the two of them. She knew that even if they joined forces, they would not be a match for Jiang Wen.

  "This matter is wrong with your family's Jiang Wei, and it can't be blamed on Mu Feng's head." Meng Hu said in a low voice, the scar above his eyebrow looked even more ferocious.

  "Are you Meng Hu?" Jiang Wen pointed at Meng Hu and said lightly, his eyes also sizing up the latter. He had some impression of Meng Hu, but it had been a few years since they last met, so he wasn't very sure.

  "It's exactly Meng." Meng Hu faced Jiang Wen, without any fear at all.

  "You've arrived just in time, let's settle old and new accounts together." Jiang Wen sneered, the cold smile on his face sent a chill down the spines of those around him, anyone could feel the icy killing intent emanating from Jiang Wen.

  "Today, I'll come and experience just how strong a Form Boundary expert is. Yang Sheng, keep an eye on Cheng Zhi and the others for me." Meng Hu had also reached the half-step Form Boundary realm a few days ago, although he hadn't broken through to the Form Boundary, he had still touched upon a hint of the Form Boundary's intent.

  Jiang Wen burst out laughing, his two hands clenched into fists, a huge mysterious palm print suddenly appeared in mid-air and heavily slapped towards Meng Hu.

  The biggest characteristic of a Kyoki warrior is their ability to condense their spiritual energy into any shape they desire, and use it for attacks.

  Facing Jiang Wenyi's light and casual attack, Meng Hu dared not to be careless at all. He let out a loud roar, his whole body bursting with blue veins, and the scar on his forehead looked even more ferocious. His figure took a step forward, and he punched towards the mysterious palm print in the air, and the mysterious power inside his body also burst out violently.

  "Boom!"

  An abnormally violent gust of wind swept across. Mu Feng, who was relatively far away, also felt the strong wind hit his face, extremely painful. The surrounding onlookers, those who were closer, were caught off guard and were directly blown over, looking particularly disheveled.

  As everyone's eyes were on Jiang Wen and Meng Hu, they found that Meng Hu was blown away by the mysterious palm print, knocking down a large section of the Mu family's courtyard wall.

  "Ah!"

  The people around all took a deep breath, Meng Hu's strength was well-known to everyone, and there were almost no opponents below the creation boundary. Now, even Jiang Wen's casual palm was not followed up.

  The strong form boundary is indeed an invincible existence in Hong Feng Town!

  "Meng big brother, Yang brothers, you'd better hurry up and leave, there's no need for you to get involved." Mu Chengzhi said weakly, Jiang Wen's previous blow had also caused his internal injuries to erupt completely.

  Yang Sheng looked at Jiang Wen, his face was also somewhat pale, even Meng Hu wasn't a match for him, let alone himself.

  A hint of mockery flashed across Jiang Wen's face, the five people in front of him were like ants to him, pinching them to death wouldn't require any effort at all.