Chapter 40: Yang Feng's Death

Yang Feng was already sweating profusely at the moment, and he had long lost the calm and grace that a master should have before, and his two legs were already trembling and almost unstable on his feet. In other words, anyone might be afraid, who would have thought that the members of this almost unknown Immortal Yuan Pavilion were actually all composed of people from the top peak forces of the Shenwu Continent.

Not only that, these people were all the most outstanding genius disciples in their respective power sects, even if they thought about it with chrysanthemums, they could think that once the Immortal Yuan Pavilion had any strengths and weaknesses, the forces behind them would definitely run out to uphold justice for them.

Mu Xuechen stepped forward slowly with a sword, and said as he walked: "I have heard that Yang Daxia's miraculous skills have been in the world for a long time, and Mu Xuechen of Xianyuan Pavilion has come to learn one or two, and I hope that Yang Daxia will not hesitate to teach!"

Yang Feng was almost crying, who would dare to make a move on you and you now, isn't this a clear attempt to suppress people?

But can you retreat now? Obviously, no, there are still so many people watching behind you.

Mu Xuechen walked faster and faster, and the sword in his hand let out a loud sword sound.

Without any moves, Mu Xuechen's sword was slanted upward, Yang Feng was shocked, his mind was lost, and he was also affected by Mu Xuechen's blood-colored long sword, but it was only resisted by the horizontal sword out of instinct.

......

A slight voice sounded, and the sword in Yang Feng's hand was cut off in response, as if it was just a piece of tofu and easily cut off by Mu Xuechen's sword! Everyone was shocked, Yang Feng's sword was one of the top ten famous swords in the mainland, and it was actually cut off with just one blow, what level did the sword of this Immortal Yuan Pavilion Lord reach?

I'm afraid that such a sword can be called a real divine weapon!

Mu Xuechen didn't stop, and unleashed a fierce sword move to launch a fierce attack on Yang Feng, Yang Feng had to take a broken sword to see how to resist, but to no avail, soon, the sword in his hand was only a piece of the hilt, and the sword body had been chopped into pieces.

Yang Feng was full of liver and gall, and he could only use his body technique to dodge Mu Xuechen's fierce attack, but it was still to no avail, his body technique was still not as flexible and fast as Mu Xuechen's body technique, and he was kicked in the chest by Mu Xuechen after only dodging two moves. Mu Xuechen still didn't stop, continued to chase and fight, grabbed a gap, and took advantage of the moment when Yang Feng's hand swung around, Mu Xuechen's sword slashed lightly.

"Ah......h

Yang Feng let out a miserable cry from his mouth, and his right hand had been cut off by Mu Xuechen shoulder to shoulder, and blood was sprayed. At the same time, Yang Feng's left hand was about to cover the wound, but Mu Xuechen's movements were faster, and the long sword swung again, and his left hand was also cut off shoulder to shoulder!

Yang Feng had already fallen to the ground in pain, gasping for breath and in pain.

Mu Xuechen finally stopped, glanced at Yang Feng lying on the ground with cold eyes, turned around, walked in front of Yang Yumo, and said with a smile: "Seventh brother, you need to avenge yourself, Yang Feng is the traitor of your Phantom Mansion, you go and end him up yourself." ”

"Big brother!" Yang Yumo wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, he was only moved in his heart, in order to prevent him from getting into danger, Mu Xuechen used the realm of Wuzun Wuzun to defeat Yang Feng of Wuzun Wupin, and only let himself make a move after beating the other party without any combat power, this is to protect himself!

Mu Xuechen smiled elegantly and calmly, nodded, and said, "Seventh brother, go!"

Yang Yumo pulled out a milky white long sword and walked towards Yang Feng step by step, with a monstrous killing intent on his body.

"Yumo, you spare me, I know it's wrong......" Yang Feng looked at Yang Yumo who was walking towards him in fear, and begged for mercy tremblingly.

"Rain ......" Before Yang Feng could call out, Yang Yumo's sword had already been cut off, and Yang Feng's skull rolled out a long way.

"Ah......h

On the other side, a young man seemed to be greatly stimulated and roared heartbreakingly.

"Yang Yumo, I, Yang Yun, don't share the sky with you!" Yang Yun flew over, Yang Yumo glanced at Yang Yun who flew in disdainfully, retracted his gaze, and just when Yang Yun was about to die, Yang Yumo stabbed out with a sword.

Yang Yun is only in the realm of a martial king, how can he be the opponent of Yang Yumo, a middle-level martial arts master? But with a simple sword, Yang Yun was pierced by Yang Yumo's sword, and he died in anger!

Later, the allies of Yang Feng's father and son and the people of the Zhou Lin family had already retreated, knowing that they would definitely not be able to get any benefits if they stayed.

A person from the Zhou family barely stabilized his mind, walked out of the formation, and said: "Pavilion Master, I have no intention of committing an offense today, and I hope that the Pavilion Lord will not remember the villain, and we will have a period later." ”

Mu Xuechen looked at him with a smile and said, "What, this is leaving, shouldn't you leave something?"

"Mu Pavilion Master, how can you be willing to give up!" the man from the Zhou family was filled with righteous indignation.

"Hehe, you have lost your righteousness in the eyes of profit, which has caused my seventh brother's family to suffer heavy losses, don't you think you should compensate for something?" Mu Xuechen had already put away his sword and said indifferently with his hands behind his back.

"I don't know what the Lord of the Pastoral Pavilion wants us to compensate, but it doesn't hurt to say it!" Although this person was angry, he was helpless, and the situation was stronger than people.

"In that case, you're welcome. Mu Xuechen said: "Whoever is here today needs to compensate my seventh brother and the Phantom Mansion for all losses, according to the capita, each person is five thousand purple gold coins, not one less son!" Mu Xuechen opened his mouth.

"Mu Xuechen, you deceive people too much!" The man from the Zhou family glared and said, "Five thousand purple gold coins, who has so many, this anger is difficult to obey!"

Behind him, everyone objected and panicked.

"Hahaha, I'm just deceiving people too much, of course, if you really can't take it out, it doesn't matter, you just need to take out a genius treasure of the same value as a mortgage. Mu Xuechen laughed arrogantly.

At this time, dozens of people in the rivers and lakes jumped out and said angrily: "Mu Xuechen, don't think that we are afraid of you, and you have deceived us so much!"

"What are you!"

A gloomy voice sounded, and then, three afterimages passed by, and before everyone could react, the heads of dozens of early birds had already jumped into the air.

The figure flashed again, these three people were already standing behind Mu Xuechen, but it was the arrival of Shura Ghost and Cold Heaven, these three top killers joined forces, it can be said that under Emperor Wu, they were directly killed in seconds!

"Who are you!" the leader of the Zhou family asked fearfully, he only had to cultivate the seven grades of martial arts, how could he be their opponent?

"Immortal Yuan Pavilion, Venerable Left and Right!" Shura said coldly.

"Ben Gongzi...... Uncle Ben is the younger brother of the Pavilion Master of the Immortal Yuan Pavilion, and Han Tian is also!" Han Tian said with a laugh.

This provoked Mu Xuechen and the others to laugh.

"Little villain, why did you shoot so fast, I ended it before I was ready, so I left two heads to play!"