Xiao Yu laughed mockingly, and said, "I live in fear day and night, and even dream of thinking that the Xuanwu clan is suitable to visit you again. But you choose to be forbearance for the so-called peace. There are ways that can be changed, but you ignore it. What's the difference between Gouqie, the walking dead?"
Guan Song was shocked, a kind of unwillingness came to life.
Xiao Yu looked at Mu Feng and said, "And you, since God has given you talent, then I think you have to stand up, even if you die in battle, you are worthy of your ancestors. Since God has given you the power of thunder, it is I want you to resist instead of huddling here."
Hearing the words, Mu Feng suddenly raised his head and stared at Xiao Yu, his eyes a little sharp.
Xiao Yu said again: "Yes, from your dictation, I don't like the Xuanwu clan. I think they are insidious, cunning, and vicious, but I understand them. The brave wins, the loser retreats, even if the same monster clan, Without strength, you can only be trampled under your feet. To be ugly, you deserve it."
"No, we don't deserve it!" Mu Feng suddenly gritted his teeth while shaking violently.
"Young Patriarch..." Guan Song and the others couldn't bear it.
Yes, in the world of nine days, who is not bloody? What's more, they still have the blood of ancient divine beasts?
They were so noble and might even surpass their own existence, but they were ruthlessly suppressed.
Saying nothing about world affairs is just an excuse for the weak.
In a world where the fist is power, the weak have no status. Even if they are killed, they cannot blame others.
And now they have a chance to resist, they shrink back.
Xiao Yu thought that it had aroused Mu Feng's fighting spirit as before, and said calmly: "I was a waste material and couldn't cultivate, but I was not reconciled. Even if I face the strongest people, I still dream of surpassing them one day. I dare not say how strong I am and how determined I am, but at least, it is this belief that made me come to the present."
"You have been oppressed for so long, do you want to continue?"
Mu Feng took a deep breath, and the aura on his body suddenly rose, and the power of the Thunder attribute and the Yin Ming attribute mixed together, making the whole person's aura rise.
His strength and aura also broke through to the level of the ground in an instant.
"I'm not reconciled!!!" Mu Feng gritted his teeth, that kind of extremely strong belief showed his kind of anger.
Yes, no one knows the feeling of being suppressed and being sealed a second time better than him.
That is his talent! How could it be deprived casually!
Xiao Yu stared at Mu Feng, and said: "In my opinion, this is a gift from your ancestors. It is a gift you want you to resist after so many years of suppression. If you give up yourself, how can you be worthy of you? Abandoned, slandered, and even depressed ancestors? Under the nine springs, do you think they will be at peace?"
And at this moment, suddenly, with a "boom", Mu Feng's momentum rose to the sky, and the entire hall directly condensed into an aura soaring, as if the starry sky was being stirred.
"You are right, we can't go on like this! We must resist! We are also the Xuanwu clan!!!"
There were countless lightning shots from Mu Feng's eyes, and the aura on his whole body was like a wild beast that had slept for thousands of years. That feeling was even bigger than the posture he faced Xiao Yu last time.
This is the aura that Xuan Lei Beast should have!
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