2827: C2827 A Sliver of Fantasy

C2827 A Sliver of Fantasy

Mo Feng's boring voice clearly entered the ears of everyone present.

"Fifth Young Master is mighty!" Mo Kun waved his arm and shouted excitedly.

The Fifth Young Master was indeed the Mo Clan's most outstanding martial cultivation genius.

The moment the Fifth Young Master attacked, Lin Fei was already dead.

"Little brat Lin Fei, now, do you regret?" Mo Yu stared at Lin Fei and grinned.

Previously, he had told Lin Fei that as long as Lin Fei let him off, he and Mo Kun would ensure that Lin Fei wouldn't die.

However, Lin Fei insisted on killing Mo Kun and him.

It's all right now.

Lin Feima was about to die at the hands of Mo Clan's Fifth Young Master Mo Feng.

The surrounding tens of billions of cultivators all felt very bitter in their hearts. Lin Fei was a Nine Travels Holy Land, and also the most outstanding talent in martial cultivation.

Even though Lin Fei was Wu Hen Tian's most outstanding martial arts talent.

Even Lin Fei was not a match for one of Mo Feng's moves!

The difference between Wu Hen Tian and Luo Tian was too big.

They were sure that Lin Fei was dead.

Therefore, they sighed regretfully.

"Lin Fei is a monstrous genius. Today, he still died at the hands of Mo Feng. How lamentable!"

"This is Lin Fei's own choice. He can't blame others, he can only blame himself. He cheated himself to death!"

"The brains of cultivators are still very important. For cultivators without brains, no matter how outstanding they are in other areas, it is useless. Lin Fei is a very typical example."

"..."

At this moment.

In the main hall of the Great Luo Tian Mo Clan.

"That brat Lin Fei is simply a piece of trash. He doesn't even have the qualifications to die at the hands of the fifth young master." Mo Clan's Grand Elder stared at Lin Fei as he scolded him.

"Grand Elder, this proves how outstanding the fifth young master is from the side." The Mo Clan's Eighth Elder Mo Long laughed.

Following Mo Long's words.

The other cultivation experts of the Mo Clan could not help but flatter Mo Feng.

For a time, Mo Feng was touted by them as the Mo Clan's most outstanding martial cultivation genius in a trillion years.

"You guys! "Don't compare Lin Fei's little brat with Feng'er. Lin Fei is not worthy at all." The Mo Clan Head Mo Kunyu shouted word by word.

He spoke as if he were speaking the truth.

His voice was filled with an unquestionable tone.

The others quickly added, "Yes, yes, yes …"

It was at this moment.0

The Sacred Land of the Nine Tribes, Nan Family.

"Father, maybe Lin Fei has the confidence to defeat Mo Feng." Nanyun said weakly.

"Yunnie, do you believe what you just said?" Nan Chong looked at his daughter, and asked.

Impossible.

His daughter, Nanyun, actually had a trace of a dream.

If there was hope, there would be disappointment.

"Yun Ni, your father advised you to dispel the illusion in your heart as soon as possible. It is impossible for Lin Fei to defeat Mo Feng." Nan Chong said again.

As soon as Nan Chong finished his words.

Lin Fei opened his mouth to speak.

"Mo Feng, you think you can kill me with a single punch?" Lin Fei laughed, a smile of disdain on his face.

Then.

Boom!

Mo Feng's entire body flew backwards like a stone.

"This …" Mo Feng was dumbfounded. He felt as though his soul and body were going to separate at any moment. He simply couldn't believe his own eyes!

What did he see?

He actually saw the scene where he was sent flying and did not even move an inch against Lin Feiwen.

What the hell!

That punch he threw out was enough to instantly kill a cultivator at the eighth level of the Spirit Realm!

Even so.

Lin Fei was actually not dead yet.

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