"Thank you for reminding me, I'm leaving. He looked around and hurriedly laughed.

Seeing that Yang Yuechen was polite, several guards ignored it and continued to stand guard.

"Looks like we've got to figure out something...... There you have it!" his eyes lit up and he snapped his fingers.

The Seven Star Holy Land has three peaks, seven mountains, and twelve guards, according to the highest to the bottom, and Mu Zhenling is one of the seven mountains, but it is very high.

Looking at the cliff in front of him, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Fight!"

took out the dagger, and climbed up the stone wall in a flash, but he was also depressed in his heart, and it seemed that he had been climbing the mountain during this time.

After climbing for half an hour, because he had accumulated enough experience in Broken Sword Mountain, he was more skillful in his movements and soon came to the top of the mountain.

What caught my eye was an attic, guarded by a team of guards on all sides.

When Yang Yuechen saw these guards, he was overjoyed, which showed that Mu Zhenling was not sincere and wanted to marry that madman.

This is a nickname for Feng Ziyuan, after all, it is easy to call it like this, and it has slowly become a habit.

Lying in a corner, because it was night, not many people noticed, and there was a person hiding in a dark corner.

The patrol was just as soon as the guards walked over, and Yang Yuechen suddenly jumped and came to the attic.

"Who!"

Before the words fell, the girl fell to the ground directly, and Mu Zhenling, who was in the room, was also shocked, and rushed out with a sword.

When he saw the figure standing in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he threw himself into his arms and cried.

"I'm late! I'm sorry!" hugged the soft delicate body in his arms, smelled the girl's unique fragrance, and said softly.

"I've been waiting for you! I knew you were coming. Mu Zhenling still said with a crying voice at this time.

"Bang!" "What a concubine!" a young man clapped his palms and walked in.

Yang Yuechen and the others were suddenly shocked, they were a little excited when they had just reunited with Mu Zhenling, and their soul power forgot to check the attic, and they were careless for a while.

However, his face was still calm and calm, one hand held Mu Zhenling's small hand, turned around, and looked at the oncoming youth.

I saw an eighteen or nineteen-year-old man with a very pale face, as if he had a serious illness, but he still couldn't hide his handsomeness, and even said evil intentions.

"I admire your courage to dare to enter the Seven Stars Holy Land at night, should I say that you are brave! or stupid?" said the young man with a smile.

"Feng Ziyuan! If you let him go, I promise you. ”

Mu Zhenling stood aside, looking extremely anxious, and even panicked.

"You slut! It's shameful that you can say such things during a tryst with your lover. The smile on Feng Ziyuan's face disappeared completely, and he looked at Mu Zhenling and said in a cold voice.

"Crazy soft, I will kill you in the future, you wait!" Hearing the word slut, he looked at Feng Ziyuan without the slightest expression.

"In the future, do you think you will have a future?" said mockingly looking at Yang Yuechen.

"Someone, arrest me, I want him to live, he can't die. He drank out the door.

"Yes!"

Suddenly, more than twenty people rushed from outside, wearing armor and holding long knives and staring at Yang Yuechen tightly.

Yang Yuechen felt that the little hand in his hand had become wet, and he was sweating.

Looking at these more than ten people, he was still calm and said with a smile: "Do you think these rotten sweet potatoes, rotten bird eggs, can really take me?"

Feng Ziyuan's face turned cold, and he said to the guards: "Up!"

"Kill!" shouted more than twenty guards, armed with long knives.

Looking at the oncoming guards, he shook his head and smiled slightly, and suddenly, his figure flashed, and he saw a purple figure, shuttling back and forth, and those guards seemed to freeze, motionless.

And Yang Yuechen walked through those guards, his clothes were not wrinkled, and he stood in front of Feng Ziyuan with a smile on his face, making an extremely provocative gesture.

"Click!"

As the gesture fell, the guards fell to the ground, silent.

When Feng Ziyuan saw this scene, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at the young man in front of him tightly.

"You're very good! I just don't know how many tricks I can take?"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Ziyuan blasted at Yang Yuechen with a punch, the fist was monstrous, and the entire attic directly cracked open and became shaky.

"Fist fight, excuse me! You're looking for the wrong person. Looking at Feng Ziyuan's fist, he laughed in a low voice.

raised his hand and clenched his five fingers, without using a trace of aura, and just catered straight up.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderous explosion, resounding through the sky! The people of the entire Nine Star Holy Land looked at the sky in shock.

There was a flash of light in the sky, and a figure flew upside down, as if a kite had broken a string.

"Xiao Yuanzi, fight with me, how dare you?" Holding his arms for a long time, he looked at Feng Ziyuan, who was flying upside down.

Feng Ziyuan, who was originally only slightly injured, heard Yang Yuechen's words, and directly spit out a mouthful of blood.

In fact, Feng Ziyuan chose to fight his fists from the beginning, which was the biggest mistake, you must know that Yang Yuechen's physical body now, to put it bluntly, is absolutely invincible in the young generation of the entire Xuantian Empire.

But he can't be blamed for this, after all, he doesn't know that Yang Yuechen's body is so perverted, and it seems that Yang Yuechen is not very old, just a teenager.

And below, whether it was a disciple or a high-level person of the Seven Star Holy Land, their expressions were all shocked, looking at the young man in the sky, they couldn't figure out where such a powerful genius came out.

"Boy, who are you, how dare you trespass on my Seven Star Holy Land. A cold snort said angrily.

The high-level of the Seven Star Holy Land can't think of it, after all, there are many guests attending the wedding banquet, but they are watching here, and if they don't speak, their faces will be embarrassed.

Feng Ziyuan stood aside with a gloomy face, staring at Yang Yuechen deadly, hating him to the extreme.

"What is your name, old fellow, Ben Shaozhi is here to have fun, so let's go, I won't bother you. Looking at the old man who rushed at great speed, he laughed and said.

"Hmph, where is my Seven Star Holy Land, come and leave as much as you want?"

The endless coercion spread throughout the Seven Stars Holy Land, and the disciples below were terrified.

"Old fellow, do you want to keep Young Master Ben for dinner? I'm sorry! Your food is too unpalatable. ”

When the people below heard Yang Yuechen's words, their faces became strange, and they even had the urge to laugh.

"Flim tongue thing, it!"

"You're the one who died. ”

As he spoke, the burial dragon had already appeared in his hand, and with the blessing of his unyielding will, the purple aura burst out, and he swung it at the old man, and the huge sword qi shot away.