At this time, whether it was Feng Changming outside the mountain gate, or the disciples who arrived later in the mountain gate and didn't dare to take another step, or anyone, they had no other thoughts. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

More than 200 people were intercepted by two people, one in front of the other, but there was only one dead end.

What a ridiculous and ridiculous scene, but at the moment it is really happening, and they are all participants in it.

Unwilling, resentful.

But there is nothing to be done.

Who made them inferior in cultivation?

If you are not as good as a person, then you are a lamb to be slaughtered, and you can be slaughtered by others, and you can be mermaid and meat, so what is there to complain about?

This is the truth they once believed, but when they became the Lamb, no one believed in it anymore.

They're more of a madness, the last struggle they've ever had the most disdain.

The trapped beast is still fighting.

Everyone no longer had any scruples, they just frantically ran their own exercises, constantly attacking, attacking again, and not caring whether their attacks failed or whether they really caused any trouble to their enemies.

Mu Shaoen's expression was full of compassion when he looked at them, but this compassion became a mockery in their eyes.

Blood continued to splash, and a disciple elder named Fengming Mountain Villa was constantly falling.

Feng Changming looked at Mu Shaoen, who was like a god of death, and his expression was full of panic.

He estimated that Mu Shaoen's cultivation should be able to kill faster, not only can he kill faster, but he should also be able to kill himself accurately in the crowd, killing all the high-level leaders of Fengming Villa, and the blow to Fengming Villa will be even more deadly.

But Mu Shaoen didn't, Mu Shaoen slaughtered so unhurriedly, as if he was strolling around, and all the high-level leaders of Fengming Villa were let go by Mu Shaoen intentionally or unintentionally.

What's he doing?

Didn't he know that there was also a monster at the peak of the ninth order in Fengming Mountain Villa?

Isn't he afraid of the monster's appearance?

Or was he actually waiting for the monster to appear?

Themselves, the high-level of Fengming Villa, are just like the previous road Ziyan, just bait?

Feng Changming, who was already shrouded in cold, became more and more desperate.

Luring a ninth-order peak monk to appear, of course, he had already been prepared.

How deep is Mu Shaoen's cultivation, it's only been a few years, and he can get to such a point?

What kind of monster did Fengming Villa provoke?

Mu Shaoen is not dead, Fengming Villa is afraid that there will never be a peaceful day - not only Fengming Villa, Mu Shaoen's cultivation is exposed at the moment, he no longer needs to hide his fangs from the three major factions in the past, what happened to Fengming Villa will happen to the three major factions in the same way.

Feng Changming couldn't help but shudder, and when he came back to his senses, there were only thirty or forty people left of the more than two hundred people who rushed down the mountain together, leaning on each other, gasping, with blood on their bodies and only despair in their eyes.

Feng Changming looked at the fallen disciples around him, then raised his head to look at Mu Shaoen and the drunk at both ends, and suddenly laughed, laughing a little poignantly, a little sad.

Mu Shaoen threw the purple smoke in his hand on the ground with his back facing the sky, threw it in the corpse bush, and threw it in the river of blood.

Drunk and looking at the people whose wills had been completely destroyed, he sighed silently.

Lu Ziyan looked at Mu Shaoen, and then closed his tired eyes, he knew that his mission was over, and he was finally able to be freed, whether it was the pain in his body or the torment in his heart, he would be completely relieved.

Mu Shaoen raised his sword, swung it down, and cut off Lu Ziyan's neck.

Bright red blood sprayed Mu Shaoen's face, covering the slightly old and somewhat dark bloodstains.

Mu Shaoen looked at the people who were shrouded in despair, and did not speak, but raised the rusty sword.

"Enough!" A terrible scream came from a distance, and Feng Xiangtian, who was supported by everyone, suddenly changed his expression and shouted loudly: "Don't come out!"

But Feng Xiangtian's shouting was too late, Feng Yinli had already rushed out of the mountain protection array and rushed to everyone's side, and then he looked at Mu Shaoen and said pleadingly: "Senior Brother Mu, it's enough...... Aren't you good friends with your eldest brother? ......."

"Friend?" Mu Shaoen muttered to himself, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and then he looked at Feng Yuli before he said slowly, "I was a friend in the past, but I am an enemy from now on." ”

"You let my dad go!"

Feng Yuli walked to the front, and then knelt down in a pool of blood without any hesitation.

"Did your father let others go?" Mu Shaoen said lightly.

Feng Yinli didn't speak, because he was speechless.

"There are many things that we don't want to pursue anymore, give us back Chu Xiwu and his little daughter, and they can leave. The drunk look was a little unbearable.

"Daddy......" Feng Yinli turned his head, looked at Feng Xiangtian, and then at Feng Changming, "Uncle...... Promise them, is there anything more important than life? If you die here, there will be nothing...... There's nothing left......"

"Fengming Villa can't repeat the mistakes of a hundred years ago. A slightly cold voice came from behind the drunken body.

Feng Yinli looked at Liu Ji who was standing at the mountain gate, and wanted to cry without tears.

"No matter how many people die, Fengming Villa must bear it, because this is the last chance for Fengming Villa to rise. I don't know when I returned Liu Ji said very calmly, "A hundred years ago, the elite of Fengming Villa were all killed, the two owners died in battle, and they have not retreated, a hundred years later, the two owners should inherit the legacy of the previous owner, for Fengming Villa, bow to the end, and die!"

"Senior Brother Liu......" Feng Yinli looked at Liu Ji, feeling that he was about to lose recognition of Liu Ji, and he suddenly felt that this person was so strange.

"Since the young owner of the village is the owner of the young village and is worshiped by the villa, he should not bend his knees to the enemy, even if he dies in battle, he should also show the demeanor of my Fengming Villa. Liu Ji said unceremoniously and coldly, "My Fengming Villa, there has always been only a ghost male, and there is no reason to steal life." ”

"Then come out, don't stand inside. Drunk and sneered a few times.

"yes, why don't you go out?" a mocking female voice sounded, and a tired Bu Jing looked at Liu Ji with an almost desperate expression.

Don't say that it's Feng Yinli, and at this moment, even Bu Jing, who is most familiar with Liu Ji, is about to lose recognition of Liu Ji.

Bu Jing walked through the mountain gate, walked past the side of the drunk and did not return, walked to Feng Yinli's side, and pulled Feng Yinli up.

Bu Jing then looked at Mu Shaoen and said, "Are you going to kill me?"

Mu Shaoen stared and did not speak.

If there is anyone in Fengming Villa that he doesn't want to kill, it may only be Bu Jing.

Because only Bu Jing still dares to speak up.

But Bu Jing was forcing him.

It's not that he can't kill Bu Jing, he just doesn't want to.

If Bu Jing forced him like this, he would still kill him.

"If you want to kill the master, kill me first. Lin Hui walked forward, and then stood in front of Bu Jing.

Liu Ji looked at all this in silence and sighed heavily.

Mu Shaoen looked at the two young men and the woman in front of him, and then his eyes fell on the people who were a little farther away, he raised his left hand, and pointed in the air, defenselessly, the head of a disciple of Fengming Mountain Villa instantly exploded open, and the flesh and blood residue splashed all over the faces of the same door around him.

The men froze, and then their facial muscles contorted, and they let out a flurry of retching.

"You!" Bu Jing glared at Mu Shaoen, but was speechless.

What qualifications does she have to threaten Mu Shaoen, the gap in cultivation is too big, and she has no capital to threaten Mu Shaoen at all.

Mu Shaoen then set his eyes on Bu Jing's body and said, "Are you sure?"

Bu Jing didn't waver, she just pulled Lin Hui in front of her behind her, then took a deep breath, looked at Mu Shaoen's eyes and said, "I'm sure." ”

Mu Shaoen nodded, didn't speak again, just raised his sword, and handed it out.

"Don't touch my master!" Lin Hui once again stubbornly rushed in front of Bu Jing, who watched Mu Shaoen hand out a sword at will and withdraw it at will, and then frowned.

But after a while, Bu Jing suddenly changed color.

Lin Hui's chest was pierced by something at some point, and blood was pouring in.

Lin Hui's eyes widened, a little incredulous, and then she fell backwards with her back to the sky, and fell into Bu Jing's arms.

Bu Jing looked at Lin Hui in her arms in a daze, and her face was still at a loss that she couldn't understand.

There was no sword intent, no sword qi, Mu Shaoen just casually danced a sword in the air, why was this happening?

"That sword ......" Liu Ji's face turned a little pale, "...... It is free to penetrate the space and hit the person closest to it. ”

Liu didn't finish his words, no matter how powerful the magic weapon refined by an ordinary monk was, he would definitely not ignore the laws of space so much, this sword ...... It could only be from the Great Emperor, a relic of a certain Great Emperor, who came into Mu Shaoen's hands.

"Sure enough, it's a young man who came prepared. The slightly old and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and the old man walked through the crowd with his hands behind his back and walked out of the mountain gate of Fengming Villa, "But do you think you can kill me like this?"

Drunken and unreturned, his expression changed slightly, and he suddenly wanted to distance himself from the old man, but the old man just slapped it out at random, and the purple clouds rolled up firmly locked the drunken unreturned, no matter how drunk and unreturned, he couldn't dodge at all!

Drunk and gritted his teeth fiercely, his hand was drunk and horizontal, and collided directly with the rolling clouds, just for a short moment, drunk and unreturned all over his body spurted blood, and the whole person flew out lightly and fell heavily to the ground.

The old man did not attack the drunken returnee again, because Mu Shaoen had already come forward.

Mu Shaoen did not use a sword, but directly and rudely palmed the old man, the old man's body shook slightly, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, and Mu Shaoen was also shocked to vomit blood and fly out.

After a short silence, the crowd erupted into a thunderous cheer, and they finally saw the hope of life, but before the cheers started, there was another terrible howl - all the disciples below the fifth order of cultivation exploded and died in the aftermath of the opposing palm, even the disciples of the fifth order could not withstand this turbulent aftermath if they were seriously injured, and the remaining people died more than ten people in an instant, and the rest of the people were even more seriously injured.

Although Mu Shaoen vomited blood, his injuries did not seem to be serious, but he sneered a few times, turned around and left, without the slightest hesitation.

As for being drunk and not returning, he had already taken advantage of Mu Shaoen's time to escape without a trace when he was facing the old man.

The old man squinted slightly, and then he also jumped forward and chased straight after him, if he let Mu Shaoen survive at this moment, he would definitely come back again - no matter whether Mu Shaoen was prepared or not, he could only seize this opportunity to kill Mu Shaoen.

Because he was stronger than Mu Shaoen imagined.