"Bang!"

Lu Ziyan was thrown by Mu Shaoen in front of the mountain gate of Fengming Villa like a tied animal. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Shaoen stood in front of Lu Ziyan, holding the rusty sword in his hand, looking at Luofeng Mountain, without saying a word.

"They'll be there soon. Drunk and took a slow sip of wine, "Everything went according to plan?"

Mu Shaoen bowed slightly.

"I think you and your junior brother are really two diametrically opposed people, his heart is very soft, your heart is ...... But it's a little scary. Drunk and pouted.

"So he's suffering now, and I'm here to save him. Mu Shaoen choked on the drunkenness with a faint sentence and squirted out all the wine in his mouth.

"Ahem...... coughed drunk, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, looked embarrassed, but didn't know how to fight back against Mu Shaoen - the same cold person, or the guy who is neither male nor female is easier to deal with.

After getting drunk, he finally stopped coughing, and then raised his head, and sure enough, he saw several elders of Fengming Mountain Villa appear in his field of vision—still only a few steps away, but separated by a large mountain guarding array.

"Are they all here?" Mu Shaoen's gaze swept over everyone one by one.

Feng Changming, Feng Xiangtian, Feng Yishu, Liu Ji...... There are also some disciples and elders of Fengming Mountain Villa, who are constantly gathering here.

Mu Shaoen was silent, and then swung his sword to cut off Lu Ziyan's left arm from his elbow, and his expression did not change.

Lu Ziyan didn't say a word, but his body twitched uncontrollably for a moment, which made the faces of everyone in Fengming Villa in the mountain guarding array change in unison.

"Mu Shaoen, don't deceive people too much!" Feng Xiangtian's handsome face was full of anger, if it wasn't for Feng Changming pressing his shoulder, he was afraid that he would rush out on the spot and fight Mu Shaoen to the death.

Mu Shaoen glanced at Feng Xiangtian before he said lightly: "Then you come out." ”

Mu Shaoen didn't hide his true intentions at all, he was using the purple smoke to force these people in Fengming Mountain Villa to leave the mountain guarding array.

"Let's go. Liu Ji frowned, and said very decisively, if you are here all the time, you will inevitably be swayed by emotions, so the best way is to leave, and if you can't see it, you will naturally not fall for Mu Shaoen.

Liu can be sensible, Liu can be sober, but so many disciples of Fengming Villa, where can everyone be rational and sober?

Although Lu Ziyan is strict, but it is respectful and far away, not fearful, he is fair in judging the affairs of the village, he does not speak up, although he treats his disciples strictly, he everywhere reveals unspoken care, so even if no one dares to be too close, but he is also quite high.

At this moment, these disciples were all angry when they watched Lu Ziyan being tortured in front of their eyes, but their cultivation was low, so they couldn't do anything, they pinned their hopes on the elder of the village, but this elder actually said "go", how could they accept it?

Angry scolding suddenly sounded in all directions, one after another, at first it was just scolding Liu is alone, and then gradually almost all the elders in front of him were involved, only Feng Changming and Feng Xiangtian were spared because of their identity.

Liu Ji was not shocked, but Feng Yishu couldn't hold back a little, and sneered: "Go, leave at this moment, I'm afraid that most of the disciples of Fengming Villa will be dispersed!"

Liu Ji stared slightly, in his opinion, the opinions of these disciples actually didn't need to be considered at all, but he knew that apart from him, few of his fellow disciples here could withstand such pressure.

Mu Shaoen looked at the excited crowd, and then swung the rusty sword again, this time he cut off Lu Ziyan's right hand from his elbow.

Mu Shaoen's movements were still smooth and natural, unhindered, and his sword was swung down, and there was a deathly silence around him.

The roar of anger that erupted after the silence, Lu Ziyan's disciples couldn't bear it at first, they no longer cared about their cultivation, they just rushed forward, wanting to save their master from the hands of the demon in front of them.

"Stop me!" Feng Changming shouted angrily, although some of his fellow disciples around him were also full of anger, but knowing that these disciples rushing out was probably a dead end, they could only grit their teeth and forcibly stop Lu Ziyan's disciples.

"If you are afraid of death and don't save my master, then we will go by ourselves! It has nothing to do with you if we die!" One of Lu Ziyan's disciples roared angrily, and finally no longer cared about the identity of Feng Changming and the others, and some only had anger, whether it was to the same door in front of him or Mu Shaoen in the distance.

Mu Shaoen's eyes lowered slightly, the sword light rose again, Lu Ziyan's left leg was cut off from the knee, Rao is Lu Ziyan gritted his teeth, but he also snorted in pain, and a cold sweat came out.

"Don't ...... Come here......" Lu Ziyan gasped, but still spoke, "You guys...... ...... all."

The sword in Mu Shaoen's hand fell close to Lu Ziyan's throat, and Lu Ziyan's voice suddenly became a hoarse hiss, no one could hear what Lu Ziyan's pursed lips were saying, but they could vaguely guess that Lu Ziyan was letting them leave.

Liu Ji frowned, but did not speak.

If he simply ordered them to leave, there was no need for Mu Shaoen to use his internal strength to smash Lu Ziyan's vocal cords - Mu Shaoen wanted to hide something.

Liu Ji's eyes were fixed on Lu Ziyan's lips - he wanted to see from the shape of Lu Ziyan's lips what he was going to say.

But Mu Shaoen didn't give him this opportunity, Mu Shaoen's sword body slapped Lu Ziyan's cheek violently, and a force instantly shattered Lu Ziyan's jaw, and blood gushed out from Lu Ziyan's mouth and nose, making Lu Ziyan's disciples even more angry.

They knew that the master wanted to leave on their own, but they couldn't.

"Owner, I beg you to let us out, whether we live or die, we all accept our fate......" A disciple fell to the ground suddenly, and several of his fellow disciples also knelt down, praying to Feng Changming, "Owner, ......"

Feng Changming sighed, gritted his teeth, but didn't say a word.

A disciple with a violent temperament shouted angrily: "What do you beg these cowards to do!

Mu Shaoen watched Fengming Villa in chaos, raised the rusty sword in his hand again, and cut off Lu Ziyan's right leg from his knee.

The intense pain made Lu Ziyan almost faint.

He didn't want to live at all, he just wanted to die—to die as soon as possible, that was his greatest wish.

Feng Changming endured it, but Mu Shaoen carried out his cruel abuse slowly, left upper arm, right upper arm, left thigh, right thigh, when he finished all this, he raised his head and saw only a blood-red beast.

Mu Shaoen smiled, that cruel smile deeply stung every Fengming Mountain Villa disciple who was extremely angry, even those elders who could take care of the overall situation, they could no longer suppress their anger.

In the thousands of years since the establishment of Fengming Mountain Villa, the synthesis has suffered so much humiliation?

Even in the battle a hundred years ago, the elite of Fengming Villa was almost wiped out, but they also fought with backbone.

No one can accept such humiliation.

Liu Ji took a deep breath, he was still trying to stay calm, but he looked at all the peers around him, and he knew that he was powerless to stop this.

"Fengming Villa disciples listen to orders!" Feng Changming gritted his teeth, his voice like thunder.

"Disciple is here!" As soon as Feng Changming spoke, every disciple and every elder clenched their weapons, they knew that it was time to repay this humiliation even more.

"Kill it, kill this madman!" Feng Changming roared, the Nine Heavens Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he had already taken the lead in killing the mountain guarding array.

Finished.

The willow is blind.

Mu Shaoen was able to survive the pursuit of various factions unscathed, he must not be a stupid person, he did this at this moment to get these people out of the mountain guarding array, these people who were harnessed by anger were right in his hands.

Liu Ji didn't know how many people would die, but Liu Ji knew that the vitality of Fengming Villa was ...... It will hurt greatly.

Liu Ji opened his eyes and looked at the drunk in the distance, and looked at the monk who was suspected to be the peak of the seventh order, and he was just drinking slowly, and he didn't have the slightest intention of stepping forward to help.

Sure enough, Mu Shaoen hid his true cultivation.

He only hunted disciples of the Seventh Order and the three major sects below, just to be able to surprise his enemies when necessary.

This surprise should have belonged to the three major factions, but at the moment, it belonged to Fengming Villa.

Liu Ji took a deep breath and stood still in the midst of the surging crowd, he couldn't bear to watch this tragedy - his presence could not stop it, so he needed someone who could turn the tide.

Liu immediately turned around, went against the crowd, and rushed to the back mountain of Luofeng Mountain.

He only hoped it was still in time.

Mu Shaoen's eyes were also slightly twilight, he took a deep breath, put his left hand behind his back, held the sword in his right hand, and moved forward slightly.

Countless shouts of killing sounded in his ears, in all directions, layer upon layer.

He remembered the dream in which he had been immersed for years.

I remembered the bloody remnant sun.

The last time he was in that dream, he was like this, surrounded by all people, and he was the object of all to kill.

And he's going to kill them all.

When the sun set, he stood on top of countless corpses, as calm as an ancient well.

Then he plunged the sword in his hand into his chest.

Mu Shaoen is dead.

Mu Shaoen died in a ridiculous dream at that time.

Awakened from a dream, a person who exists only for a purpose, or a machine.

All of this, he is used to it.

It's just murder, it's just life and death.

What's so hard about killing, life is so fragile that it can be easily taken away, whether it's your own or someone else's.

Killing.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mu Shaoen's mouth, not indifferent, but a nostalgic taste.

Then, he whispered, "Kill!"