C465 The Aggrieved Horse Tendon
The aggrieved Ma Pijin.
On the life and death arena.
As soon as Mo Tong and the others left, Muh Feng woke up. He was full of energy, as if nothing had happened.
In fact, Muh Feng was fine.
Ma Pijin was scared out of his wits. He immediately climbed onto the life and death arena from the crowd, trembling. He picked up an Inventory Bag from Ma Chachong's corpse and walked towards Muh Feng.
When he was in front of Muh Feng, Ma Pijin forced a smile and handed his Inventory Bag and Ma Chachong's Inventory Bag to Muh Feng. He said, "Mu, Lord Mufeng, this is the bargaining chip we agreed on earlier!"
Muh Feng walked to Ma Pijin with a smile on his face. He patted Ma Pijin's face and said, "Hahaha, not bad. At least you know what's good for you. But I think I'm talking about betting everything on you guys!"
"Everything?" Ma Pijin scratched his head in confusion.
"Hmm? Have you forgotten? What Yours Truly said doesn't seem to be an Inventory Bag gambling bet, right? I'm betting on everything in your possession, right?" Muh Feng said with a smile on his face.
"No... No, that Inventory Bag is everything I have on me. Right now, there's nothing on this little one's body! " Ma Pijin said.
Muh Feng smiled evilly and patted Ma Pijin's face. He said evilly, "Is that so? Do you want me to remind you?"
Muh Feng's slap frightened Ma Pijin, causing him to tremble. After that, he fell to his knees and begged for mercy, "Lord Mufeng, spare my life! I beg you, I can't give you my weapon that allows me to recognize you as my master! Otherwise, forcefully cutting off the connection of the weapon will damage your mind. Please forgive me, Lord Mufeng!"
"I'll give you twenty breaths. Otherwise, you know the consequences." Muh Feng patted Ma Pijin's face once again and said meaningfully.
"Lord Mufeng, please forgive me!"
"Lord Mufeng, don't. Spare me!"
Facing Ma Pijin's pleas for mercy, Muh Feng did not have the slightest sympathy. Instead, he called out the countdown.
"You still have ten breaths of time."
Seeing that there was no more room for maneuver, Ma Pijin's heart turned to ashes. He immediately summoned his weapon and gritted his teeth as he circulated his energy.
"Puff ~!"
Ma Pijin spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up. He trembled as he picked up a purple sword and handed it to Muh Feng. He said, "Lord Mufeng, this is my sword, the Purple Cloud Sword. Take it. I can leave now, right?"
Muh Feng took the Purple Cloud Sword and looked at it. He said with a smile, "Not bad, it's a top grade Low Grade Immortal Artifact. Hahaha! "
"Can I leave now?" Ma Pijin asked again.
"Wait, is that all? I think there's still something else. " Muh Feng said with a wicked smile.
"Plop!"
When Ma Pijin heard this, he immediately knelt down on both knees again, "Lord Mufeng, you are the one who found out. I really don't have any more."
"Really? I have already seen it. Hehe!" Muh Feng looked at Ma Pijin and rubbed his chin, then said with a wicked smile.
"Lord Mufeng, I really don't have any more. Besides this leather bag, I only have this set of clothes left."
Speaking of clothes, Ma Pijin was terrified. He asked weakly, "Lord Mufeng, could it be that you want my clothes?"
"Hahaha, I guessed right. Quickly take them off!" Muh Feng urged.
"This, this isn't good!" Ma Pijin looked at the tens of thousands of people on the battlefield and couldn't help but shiver.
If they were all naked, it would be a huge embarrassment. How could he still raise his head in front of others in the future?
But if he didn't strip, it would be against the rules. If he violated the rules, Muh Feng had the right to kill him, because this was related to a life-and-death battle.
Besides, even if Muh Feng didn't kill him, he wouldn't have any good days in the future.
After thinking about it, Ma Pijin still decided to give up face and compromise.
"Quickly take off your pants. Remember to take off your father's pants. Otherwise, the elders will definitely teach you a lesson." Director Ding said with a sinister smile.
Hearing Director Ding's roar, the crowd below the stage started to clamor.
"Take off..."
"Take off...!"
"[Take off...]"
Not only were there male disciples below the stage, there were also quite a number of female disciples. Those who were shouting and taking off were basically all male disciples.
As for the female disciples, they were extremely ashamed. However, not many people left. Clearly, they did not want to miss out on such a rare free striptease.
In front of everyone's eyes and in broad daylight, Ma Pijin still stood up. He slowly took off his Saint's robe and squatted down with his hands covering his crotch.
"Quickly take it off, or else... Humph! Humph!" The Sect Master shouted at Ma Pijin, then made a movement to slit his throat.
"I... I..." Ma Pijin covered his crotch with his hand, his face was red, and he was stammering, as if he didn't know what to say.
"What about me? Quickly take it off. Everyone is waiting to see it." Director Ding urged again.
"Mu... Lord Mufeng, after I take it off, can I leave immediately?" Ma Pijin lowered his head and said softly.
Muh Feng nodded and said with a smile, "If you still want to perform, then I don't mind staying here."
"Lord Mufeng, do you mean that I can leave after taking off my clothes?" Ma Pijin wasn't sure, so he wanted to confirm.
"F * ck, take off your clothes quickly. Get lost after taking off your clothes. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" The gang leader roared angrily.
Ma Pijin looked around, then broke his pants into two halves with his hands. Then, with a swoosh, he disappeared into the sky.
In his mind, Ma Pijin had already scolded Muh Feng, Director Ding, and the other two. Of course, the one Ma Pijin hated the most was Ma Chachong.
If he had not insisted on agreeing to Muh Feng's bargaining chip, he would have lost all his face and run away with his tail between his legs.
When he thought of this, Ma Pijin wished he could go back and pick up Ma Chachong's corpse fragment and whip it. Otherwise, it would be hard to resolve the hatred in his heart.
After Ma Pijin left, Mo Tong's Great Elder slowly flew to the life and death arena. After that, he shouted at the disciples who were watching, "Disperse, the life and death battle is over!"
After that, Great Elder Mo Tong grabbed Muh Feng and the other two, turned into a ray of light, and left.
Great Elder Mo Tong brought Muh Feng and the other two to the Human Resource Hall.
After sitting down, the curious Director Ding asked, "Great Elder Mo Tong, why is everyone afraid of you? What is your identity? And what is your cultivation base?"
" Er... about this? Actually, I am a fellow disciple of the Sect Chief, that's why they are all afraid of me in the East Sun Sect. My cultivation base is at the Grade Eight Immortal King Stage! " Mo Tong replied with a smile.
"I really misjudged him. It turns out that Great Elder Mo Tong was pretending when he was fighting the Five Ghost King in the Heavenly Thunder Sect?" The Sect Master said in shock.
On the other hand, Muh Feng was just standing aside and laughing foolishly. He had already known how powerful Great Elder Mo Tong was. Because he couldn't see through the cultivation base of the Great Elder with the Grade One Ancestral Immortal, but he still couldn't see through the cultivation base of the current Grade Four Ancestral Immortal realm. This could only mean that the Great Elder was at least a Grade Five Immortal King Stage Expert!
"Hehe, how are Lord Mufeng's injuries? I wonder if he can still participate in the Purple Light Sect Meeting?" Great Elder Mo Tong patted Muh Feng's shoulder and asked.1
Muh Feng immediately patted his own chest and said, "Great Elder Mo Tong, do you think I'm an injured person?"
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