Prehistoric: Nuwa's first disciple, the master was the first to establish a human religion

Lu Feng's eyes were fixed on Mo Yuan, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly. He said sarcastically, "I advise you to surrender quickly, so as not to suffer later. That would be bad."

When Mo Yuan heard what Lu Feng said, he could not help but snorted coldly and sneered with contempt, "How can I, a powerful person at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, lose to a mortal like you? Just wait for your death."

Instead of getting angry, Lu Feng laughed. He turned his wrist and whipped again, and this time he was ruthless.

Mo Yuan just couldn't understand how this mortal in front of him could be so bold as to hit him.

Lu Feng succeeded in his move, and the long whip in his hand, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, directly wrapped around Mo Yuan. His face changed drastically, and he immediately raised his foot to retreat.

Mo Yuan was unable to dodge and was hit by the long whip. His clothes fluttered and he flew out and fell to the ground.

"You can't do it. I knew you couldn't do it." Seeing Mo Yuan defeated, Lu Feng immediately burst into laughter.

Although Mo Yuan was very powerful, he was still far inferior to him, so he was no match for him at all.

Mo Yuan was so angry at Lu Feng that he almost died. He immediately jumped up from the ground and attacked Lu Feng again. Lu Feng was not in a hurry and faced the battle calmly.

"Do you really think I dare not kill you? I advise you to give up struggling immediately. If you are unwilling to join our Mo family, you are seeking death."

Mo Yuan looked at Lu Feng and spoke angrily.

"You Mo Clan are my enemies, so I will naturally try my best to get rid of you."

Lu Feng immediately said with a smile, "But I don't want to kill you either. After all, you have done a favor to our Gu family."

Lu Feng finished speaking and paused, "If you are sensible, you should submit to me and be my slave, and I will let you go, how about that?"

Mo Yuan snorted coldly and said arrogantly, "You, a mortal, actually want to subdue me. You are dreaming."

Lu Feng shook his head and said noncommittally, "That's not necessarily true. You might as well give it a try to see if I, a mortal, can make you submit to me."

As Lu Feng spoke, the whip in his hand suddenly swung around and swept towards the back of Mo Yuan.

This move is his unique skill, called One Thought, Thousands and Thousands, and what he just used was exactly this move. Lu Feng thought that at this moment, he had already given Mo Yuan a lot of face.

For so long, Mo Yuan had been aggressive towards him, even verbally insulting him repeatedly, but he had endured it all. However, he did not expect that Mo Yuan would go even further and even ask him to beg him to submit to him. This was really unbearable for him.

Mo Yuan's face immediately darkened as he watched Lu Feng's long whip coming towards him with the sound of wind breaking through the air. The muscles on his face suddenly became stiff and twisted.

He gritted his teeth and raised the sword in his hand again, chopping directly at the long whip swung by Lu Feng.

A crisp clinking sound was heard, and Mo Yuan's sword was actually broken by Lu Feng's long whip.

Mo Yuan was stunned when he saw this.

A pair of strange eyes, filled with disbelief, looked at Lu Feng and asked in disbelief, "You actually have such a powerful spiritual weapon? Who are you? How can you possess such a powerful treasure?"

Lu Feng immediately sneered, looked at Mo Yuan, and said with a mocking expression, "You are right. I got this long whip by chance outside the Heavenly Palace. Who do you think I am? Have you ever heard of any mortal who can refine such a powerful weapon to such a superb level?"

"You are from outside the Heavenly Palace."

Mo Yuan immediately took a breath, widened his eyes in disbelief, and looked at Lu Feng with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Lu Feng raised his eyebrows disdainfully and said, "Since you know who I am, then you should know that I will not let you Mo people go, so please get out of here quickly. I don't want to kill you, but if you are stubborn, don't blame me for being rude."

Mo Yuan frowned and a serious look appeared on his face. "How rude of you. I want to see what you can do to me."

As he spoke, Mo Yuan suddenly raised the long sword in his hand. The sword energy in his hand turned into a sharp blade and pointed it directly at Lu Feng. "I want to see what methods you have to deal with me."

"Then try it."

Lu Feng didn't waste any words. The long whip in his hand immediately turned into a red shadow all over the sky and went straight for Mo Yuan's throat.

Mo Yuan had a somewhat ferocious expression on his face, and the long sword in his hand was constantly waving, turning into a dense rain of swords in the air, confronting Lu Feng's long whip.

The two figures kept moving back and forth in the air.

Every lash of Lu Feng's whip seemed to have eyes. It accurately avoided Mo Yuan's sword and continued to attack Mo Yuan's neck.

Mo Yuan was immediately terrified and tried to dodge, but Lu Feng was too fast and Mo Yuan was unable to dodge in time...

The long whip hit Mo Yuan's arm fiercely, and immediately the skin on his arm was bleeding. Mo Yuan screamed in pain.

Seeing this, Lu Feng raised his lips slightly and said with a look of disdain, "What do you think? Who do you think is stronger between the two of us?"

When Mo Yuan heard Lu Feng's words, the expression on his face became even more uncertain. He knew that he was no match for Lu Feng, but now he was unwilling to admit defeat. Especially at this time, it was even more impossible for Mo Yuan to admit defeat.

"Even if you have cultivated a spiritual weapon, can you bully me so unscrupulously? Even if you get a spiritual weapon, you are still not my opponent." Mo Yuan stared at Lu Feng and said with gritted teeth.

Lu Feng snorted coldly, "If you don't want to die, you'd better hand over the magic treasure honestly. I can spare your life and let you go."

"You are too arrogant, aren't you? Do you think that you can challenge me just because you have such a magic treasure? You underestimate the power of our Mo Clan. No one can kill me. It's best to let me go. I can consider letting you go."

"Are you people of the Mo clan so ignorant of your own danger? Then I would like to learn from you." Upon hearing this, Lu Feng immediately said with a look of disapproval.

As he spoke, the long whip in Lu Feng's hand suddenly turned into hundreds of red shadows and lashed towards Mo Yuan again.