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Chapter 424 Legal Execution Voucher

When the cannon rings, gold is ten thousand taels!

On this continent where strength is the most important thing, if you want to obtain resources in large quantities, there is no faster and easier way than looting.

Especially looting the strong!

For the five major clans in the Chaotic Cloud Region, the opponent's challenge from the bottom up is completely a tribute to themselves.

Therefore, when they heard that the master of the Jiuzhong Pavilion had led a few people to the high-altitude battlefield, they were all very happy.

They didn't pay much attention to how the opponent infiltrated the side line of defense without anyone noticing.

Anyway, no matter what kind of tricks the opponent uses, when it comes to the battlefield, it will be the one whose fist is harder in the end.

Mu Feng was also very happy when he sensed that the Supreme Realm Enemy Xiu Xiu, who was guarding all directions, was approaching him.

The concentration of the opponent's monks is more conducive to him to exert his own advantages.

If he could rub all the enemy cultivators on the ground by himself, wouldn't his role become the dealer.

The dealer can take all the chips on the table!

This idea did not stay in Mu Feng's mind for too long.

There are [-] supreme beings in the enemy, so it is definitely no problem for Mu Feng to deal with them in batches, but if he wants to kill all of them in one fell swoop, it will be a bit ineffective.

After all, he also has a hole card in his hand to save his life. If he finds out that the situation is really wrong, how can he just stand there and wait to be killed?

Another point is that even if Mu Feng could kill [-], he would not do that.

The tree attracts the wind, and before he acquires the strength to despise the powers of the upper world, he must ensure that he will always hold a hole card in his hand that others do not know.

If the single body is too prominent, it will definitely become the target of public criticism, which is almost no different from the target.

"The Corpse Refining Guild is really not as good as the previous generation. In the past, they dared to challenge us head-on, but now they are so cowardly? Do you think you can fish in troubled waters by finding someone who takes advantage of you? It's just whoever dies first The order of death is different."

A gloomy voice resounded, and the sarcasm revealed in the words made Su Rong and the two elders who came with her frown immediately.

Although the three of them have long passed the age of passion and impulsiveness, being exposed and abused so mercilessly still made them angry.

The two guild elders' self-cultivation is only Xiaoyao, and the battle has not yet begun. They have already sacrificed the voluntary corpses they refined and stood in front of them to protect them.

At this moment, although the anger in their hearts was hard to calm, they did not speak out to engage in unnecessary verbal disputes with the enemy.

The same is true for Su Rong, she turned slightly sideways, and looked at Mu Feng with a look forward to the horse, the meaning was very clear, as long as the other party gave an order, she could immediately lead people to fight on her side.

Seeing this scene, the person who made the sound earlier let out a slight gasp, and two sharp eyes pierced through the clouds in front of him, aiming directly at Mu Feng.

Mu Feng was unwilling to give this kind of tentative attack to the other party even if he looked straight at him.

His thoughts moved slightly, shattering the little thought power mixed in that gaze.

If this invisible confrontation of thought power can be manifested in front of everyone's eyes, it will definitely make everyone's hearts tremble.

That kind of picture, just like a mosquito trying to peep, was instantly cut into pieces by a sharp net, and the strength of the two sides was not at the same level at all.

In an instant, there was an extremely suppressed roar overflowing from behind the clouds.

The pain contained in that voice was clearly felt by everyone around high above the sky.

All of a sudden, half of the monks from the five major clans put away their previous underestimation, and paid a little more attention to this battle.

A Supreme Realm who can stimulate the power of thought to fight, deserves to be held in high regard by them.

Of course, there are not many people who are highly regarded. Is there anyone who can launch a mind force offensive? Whose team doesn't have it?

Furthermore, it was just a coincidence that he had mastered some rules of thought power in advance by provoking that person earlier, and defeating him in this aspect is not a big deal.

Mu Feng didn't take the matter of exposing himself to be able to use mind power at all.

He had to talk about some scenes, and he didn't want that annoying fly to 'buzz' in his ears all the time.

"I am the owner of the Jiuzhong Pavilion. I think you have already investigated my identity clearly, so I won't repeat it."

"The key to Dongtianyuan has always been owned by the Corpse Refining Guild, and I obtained it through legitimate means. That is to say, the position you are currently in is the airspace of my Jiuzhong Pavilion."

"Those who trespass into other people's territory will not be punished too much. This is the common understanding of all practitioners in the mainland."

"So, everyone, do you want to leave my territory by yourself? Or do you want to be invited out by me?"

Mu Feng's words were sent far away by him mixed with the power of his cultivation, and the coverage extended to tens of thousands of miles outside the cave.

He spent all his time doing this, not because he really wanted to discuss something with people from the five major clans, but because he wanted to make a name for himself.

Although this thing is illusory and cannot change the form of the battlefield, it is an extremely important existence.

With this title, it is equivalent to obtaining a legal beheading ticket.

Trespassers should be killed, as long as the master has that strength, even killing millions of invaders is reasonable.

If the Jiuzhong Pavilion wants to gain a stable foothold in the upper realm, it needs such a proof.

Immediately after Mu Feng's words fell, an old voice came out from somewhere in the sky.

It is also spread in all directions with the power of cultivation, and the speaker's tone is more calm and solemn than that of Mu Feng.

"The ownership of the region does not count whoever opens it first, and whoever can sit and guard can be called the master of the region."

In just one sentence, the legitimacy of Mu Feng holding the key has been weakened a lot.

The old voice still didn't stop: "Dozens of sects and families built on the source of Dongtian, some of them have guarded this place for generations, you strangers from the lower world, just came here and thought If you want to take away the homeland that others have guarded for generations, in the eyes of this old man, you are the unruly robbers."

The words of the old man hidden in the void who turned black and white and changed concepts secretly did not make Mu Feng feel turbulent.

What he was waiting for was the attitude of the other party. He didn't have to go back and forth and fight tug-of-war, saving worry and trouble.

Mu Feng took a step forward, and with a flick of his sleeves, majestic cultivation power swept out like a tsunami.

With the sudden movement of the high-altitude clouds, the fifteen figures hidden in the surroundings were all revealed.

With so many Supreme Realm powerhouses gathered in the sky, the coercion was like dark clouds, and the sky above Dongtianyuan became dim.

At this moment, all the monks located outside Dongtianyuan felt a scalp-numbing sense of oppression.

Mu Feng slowly turned his eyes, and quickly checked the realm and general strength limit of all enemy cultivators.

At this moment, his heart was boiling with enthusiasm, and it was a good time to harvest resources wantonly.

Then, fight!