4245 Sacred Mu Cliff

Master Murong looked excited.

Finally!

Finally, Feng Wu was severely injured.

That was to say, his ultimate move was still the ultimate move.

"The third stance!"

Master Murong activated his most powerful stance without hesitation.

Everyone in the Luo family was terrified.

Feng Xun was so anxious that he wanted to rush onto the stage.

They all saw that Feng Wu seemed to have been struck dumb by the second strike. She just stood there and couldn't dodge the third one.

She was going to die!

"No!"

"Stop!"

"No!"

Countless voices rang out.

However, Master Murong only smirked and showed no mercy.

At that critical moment, a cold voice rang out. "How dare you! Stop!"

As he spoke, a figure blocked Feng Wu's way and parried the strike.

Thump!

The hammer was thrown away, and Master Murong stumbled back.

Immediately, all eyes were on him.

Who was he?