There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

All Wu Feng's attention was on Jun Mowen who was standing at the other end of the long street.

His right hand was already involuntarily placed on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Jun Mowen's martial arts is too high, he can only save the group of desperate people from the opponent's hands if he goes all out.

Suddenly, Wu Feng noticed a sudden change in Jun Mowen's eyes. Although he hadn't taken any action yet, out of his master's intuition and instinct, he was still convinced that it was a harbinger of the opponent's imminent attack.

The sound of Qingyue's dragon chant sounded, and at that moment the soft sword on Wu Feng's waist was also unsheathed, and it came out suddenly with dazzling brilliance, aiming directly at Jun Mowen.

He and Jun Mowen shot almost at the same time, Wu Feng was not sure that he could stop the other party smoothly, so the first shot was the most exquisite killer move.

But he believed in his heart that Jun Mowen must have a way to resist, otherwise, he would not be the one who fought against the heroes of the Central Plains alone on the top of Mount Tai.

Wu Feng couldn't help frowning slightly as the wind rustled behind him.

It's those gangsters who are provocative, don't they want to take advantage of the opportunity of fighting Jun Mowen and rush forward?

Hmph, the face of the Central Plains martial arts has been ruined by these people who only know how to bully the few.

Wu Feng naturally disdained to join hands with others to deal with Jun Mowen alone, so he felt a little shaken in his heart, which immediately affected his sword posture.

But Jun Mowen didn't stagnate a little because of his hesitation, and in an instant, he had already approached Wu Feng's side.

At such a close distance, the unimaginable pressure made Wu Feng's mind heavy and tense like never before, and he was finally able to see the horror of the other party with his own eyes.

In the face of such a master, there is no way to be merciful, otherwise those people behind him will definitely turn into a few corpses.

Everything happens in a blink of an eye.

Under Wu Feng's unbelievably shocked gaze, his dagger pierced Jun Mowen's waist without any delay.

How can this be?

In the next moment, he suddenly realized that the murderous aura behind him was not directed at Jun Mowen, the target of those gangsters was actually himself!

Wu Feng's heart was icy cold.

This is indeed the best time to assassinate him, because all his mind is on Jun Mowen who is opposite, and he is almost completely defenseless against those behind him.

If it wasn't for Jun Mowen's timely shot, even trying to be stabbed by Wu Feng without stopping, at this moment, the person who fell on the long street would probably be himself.

Pulling out the short sword unconsciously, the feeling of thorns behind him disappeared in an instant. Wu Feng didn't look back, and knew that those who attacked him had died under the hands of Jun Mowen.

But he found it difficult to face the person who had saved him.

There was a dead silence all around, and Wu Feng even felt that he could clearly hear the sound of the blood dripping from the tip of his sword on the ground.

Everyone around was stunned. No one could have imagined that the legendary murderer was stabbed so easily by a young man with a weak crown.

They were already convinced that the tall and handsome man in black was the rumored leader of the Demon Cult. As long as they saw how he killed those provocateurs with one move, they would no longer have any doubts.

But what they couldn't figure out was that those provocateurs, whose original target was Jun Mowen, turned into Wu Feng in the end?

What is even more unimaginable is that the murderous demon was so easily injured in order to save this unknown boy in white.

The blood stained the black clothes, but Jun Mowen still stood proudly. He only waved his hand at the acupuncture points near the wound to stop the bleeding at the first moment, and then glanced at the streets and lanes, with a sneer on his lips.

"Could it be that the heroes of the Central Plains martial arts are all hideouts?"

The voice fell to the ground, and after a while, several figures suddenly descended from the hiding place and surrounded Jun Mowen.

Wu Feng was taken aback, and when he looked up, he saw that those people were all masters of the seven sects, even the leader of Kongtong, Li Qingshan, and the elder Meng Yuzong were among them.

Meng Yuzong glanced at Wu Feng apologetically.

In an instant, Wu Feng suddenly understood.

Although Meng Yuzong promised himself that he would not confront Yueheng Sect for the time being, but after all, he had a grudge against Yueheng Sect, so how could he hold back?

It seems that during this period of time, the Kongtong faction was still in contact with the other sects under the secret auspices of Meng Yuzong, and quietly followed Jun Mowen, waiting for the opportunity to get rid of him.

Wu Feng looked at the people who were killed by Jun Mowen. Although the masters of the seven sects appeared too timely, they should not be shameless enough to send their own disciples to die.

Therefore, these few people who challenged Lord Mowen were indeed enemies of the Wu family in Jiangnan. They took risks in order to get revenge, and they did not hesitate to challenge Lord Mowen to divert Wu Feng's attention, setting a trap with their own lives.

As for the masters of the seven sects hiding nearby, although they saw the intentions of these people, they did not intend to stop or remind Wu Feng, because after all, this is the best time to get rid of Jun Mowen, even if Wu Feng would be rejected by those people because of this. I don't hesitate to kill.

This point, I'm afraid even Meng Yuzong also acquiesced, so he showed a guilty look.

What these so-called decent sects do is also intrigue and use of others, so how is it different from the Demon Cult they condemned?

"You are watching from the side, you just want Jun's life, but it's a pity that today I will let you down."

Jun Mowen couldn't understand what these people did, his voice was already as cold as ice, with arrogance and disdain that couldn't be concealed.

"It's madness!"

In terms of status, among the Central Plains masters present, Li Qingshan, the head of the Kongtong School, and Meng Yuzong, the elder, are naturally the tallest, but Meng Yuzong felt ashamed of Wu Feng, so after he glanced at him, Li Qingshan stepped forward and rebuked .

"Jun Mowen, you killed dozens of masters on the top of Mount Tai. We will naturally ask you to recover this blood debt. Although you have been injured, there is no need to talk about the world when dealing with a monster like you." Daoyi, today we must spare your life."

Jun Mowen still had a sneer full of sarcasm on his face, and he just replied lightly: "You guys just come and try."

The atmosphere on the long street became much more solemn. The masters of the seven sects were secretly accumulating strength, staring at the person in front of them without blinking, waiting for someone to give an order, and they were about to strike suddenly.

The two sides were at the point where their swords were drawn, but Wu Feng who was on the side suddenly turned around and stood beside Jun Mowen, turned his sword tip and pointed at the masters surrounding them, and said clearly and clearly: "I have an appointment with the leader Jun. Anyone who wants to disrupt my duel with him may wish to ask about this sword first."