"Nima, this old man is talented! A human race, it is really broad and profound, this king has opened his eyes and gained knowledge today! ”

Witnessing the various states of life displayed by the Murong people, Lin Huan looked at Yun Feiyang with frowns, and sighed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Frost Old!"

"Frost old beware??????"

"Qiu Bing old horseman, you dare!"

Seeing Murong Qiubing's huge palm shadow, it slammed into Murong Qiushuang's head with the momentum of cracking the stone and opening the stele. And Murong Qiushuang was so angry that Ren gasped and didn't react on the spot, and those people standing behind him, although they had the heart to save him, they were not strong enough because their cultivation was too low. In desperation, they had to shout loudly, trying to use this to alert him.

"Hmph, the deity was worried about how to give everyone a dose of fierce medicine, but you jumped out! Well, since that's the case, you think you're unlucky! ”

Having made up his mind, Yun Feiyang suddenly snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, a small existence, you dare to move your hands and feet in front of the deity, you are asking for your own death!" ”

"Squeak?????? Bang bang ??????"

"Ah??????h

Seeing that Murong Qiushuang, who was so angry and negligent in his precautions, was about to die under Murong Qiubing's palm, some people couldn't bear to look at it directly, so they wanted to close their eyes.

But at this moment, he saw a dazzling thunder light, and it slammed into Murong Qiubing's body with a 'squeak', and then, he fell to the ground with his head on his heels, and the ghost cried and howled wolf. At the same time, a thick, scorched suckling pig-like smell instantly filled the air.

"Everyone, take the opportunity to take a few more breaths of fresh air and take a closer look at this beautiful world! After a while, not only will there be no longer the surname 'Murong' in the entire Spirit Continent, but you will also be like this small existence, slowly, painfully, little by little, in the thunder light, turning into ashes! ”

As soon as Yun Feiyang said this, those Murong Qiubing, who were originally staring at Murong Qiubing who was rolling in pain in the thunder light, with his terrifying screams, and the Murong people who were constantly spasming collapsed in an instant. What's more, a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof", a trace of green liquid hung on the corner of his mouth, his eyes rolled, and he was frightened and died.

"Uncle, spare your life, the little one has a hundred-year-old high hall and a young son waiting to be fed! Do well, spare the little one! ”

"Uncle, as the saying goes, there is a wrong, a debtor has a master, and the small one has not offended you! Please, let the little one fart! ”

", which one of the thousands of knives offended the uncle? Hurry up and stand up by yourself, do you really want the entire Murong clan to accompany you to the funeral? ”

"Woo?????? I'm only twenty-three years old, and I don't want to die yet! ”

For a while, in the sky above the entire Murong clan settlement, wails and begging for mercy rang out.

"Hey! It seems that it is really freezing three feet and not a day's cold, and the Murong clan has withered from then on! ”

Lying on the ground, his divine consciousness swept over Murong Qiushuang and more than a dozen others, looking at the soft-boned clansmen who were paralyzed on the ground, begging for mercy with a handful of snot and tears, Murong Canxue couldn't help but feel like a knife.

"Be content, old man! To have these dozen or so people stand out from this group of crooked melons and cracked dates, local chickens and dogs, it can be regarded as the fate of your Murong family, and there are successors! Dao Zu, I want to advise you, the play can be performed at this time, if it continues to be performed, can these dozen people stand out from the crowd and say anything! I think you'd better take it when you see it! ”

For the sake of Murong Canxue's incomparable respect for herself, the sword spirit smashed her mouth and comforted.

But at this moment, Murong Qiushuang, who suddenly heard that he had recovered from his anger and decay, let out a long roar and said, "Sons, life is in the world, and it is inevitable that you will die!" I think that at the beginning, our ancestor Murong Yanxue had a bright and upright life, and he worked hard to create this family business, which blessed my Murong family for nearly a thousand years.

As the children and grandchildren of my family, I failed to keep this family business well, so that the family declined! Today, these two thieves, relying on their profound cultivation and indiscriminately, have severely injured my remnant Xue family ancestor in front, humiliating me and waiting for a good man to be behind, which is really unbearable!

Sons, anyway, today is a death, why don't you fight to the death with the old man and these two thieves, with this battle, with our blood, to pay tribute to my Murong family, and to commemorate the legendary life of my remnant Xue family ancestor! ”

"Buzz ??????"

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"With this battle, with our blood, I will pay tribute to my Murong clan and the legendary life of my ancestor of the Xue family!"

"Good! After being willing to fall for so many years, the old man will wash away his sins with this blood today! Sons, let these two wicked people see, the ancestors of the Xue family and the Murong family, all of them are men who stand up to the sky! ”

With Murong Qiushuang's inspiring words, some people who were originally paralyzed on the ground, or who were bowing to Yunfei Yang San and begging for mercy, gradually stood up, and joined his camp with blood-red eyes and screams.

"Humph! There is backbone and ambition, and the deity hopes that you can always be so backbone! ”

Yun Feiyang snorted coldly, his dark eyes swept over Murong Qiushuang's strengthened team, and then fell on another group of people, and said incomparably calmly, word by word: "You, if you want to live, exchange their lives, remember, one life is worth one life!" ”

"Despicable! Sons, use our blood to shake the cold and cruel hearts of the enemy! ”

With a wave of arms, Murong Qiushuang took the lead in rushing towards Yun Feiyang.

"Go!"

"Kill!"

Seeing that Murong Qiushuang rushed out first, the rest of the people were slightly stunned and rushed behind him.

"Humph!"

Although he saw Murong Qiushuang leading more than a hundred people to rush towards him, Yun Feiyang didn't even move, he just snorted coldly, and glanced at Murong Yanxue's direction intentionally or unintentionally.

"One life for another, what are you waiting for? Come on! ”

"Ants are still greedy, brothers, kill!"

Here, begging for mercy from those Murong people, with the shouting of a middle-aged man, one by one immediately rushed towards Murong Qiushuang and the others as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, holding knives and waving swords, with red eyes.

"Poof??????

"Ah??????h

"Oh??????"

The two sides collided together, and the screams, the sound of bones breaking, the sound of swords, fists, slashing and hitting people's bodies weaved a tragic note. The flying stumps and splatters of blood paint a poignant picture. Within a radius of hundreds of zhang, there was a thick bloody aura in an instant??????