Yin Mugu was very angry, full of anger and had nowhere to vent. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Anyone who is called one after another to greet their ancestors by name will be angry and hysterical.

And this kind of thing is undoubtedly a great shame to put it on a person in his seventies and eighties, but Yin Mugu can't show it on his face, so he can only bear it with grievances.

things are different now

Yin Mugu's insolence just now was gone, replaced by a strong color of jealousy.

"Your Excellency is a master of the world, so why bother to be like us juniors."

Yin Mugu lowered his eyebrows and opened his mouth, he had to lower his posture, this old witch who was not in a very good temper was by no means a good stubble. If he had expressed his displeasure a little, there would have been one more of the fourteen corpses.

Junior!

When Shuang Wuyan and Sha Toutuo heard this, they almost couldn't help laughing, an old man in his seventies and eighties, like another old man calling himself a junior, in their eyes, it was too funny.

It's just that in the eyes of the old woman in white, all this is taken for granted, and there is nothing strange about it. The old woman glanced at Yin Mugu, dodged and raised her leg and kicked out.

Bang!

Yin Mugu couldn't see how she kicked this kick, and that kick had already landed on his chest.

Yes...

Yin Mugu flew out upside down with a miserable cry, and there was a big pit on his chest, which was a very delicate footprint, a footprint that was intact and without a trace of deviation.

Don't look at the white-haired old woman's powerless kick, only by controlling her strength to the point of being extremely terrifying, can a master like Yin Mugu not even react.

At the same time, he also imprinted a complete and identical footprint on the other party's body, which was difficult for such a master to do, even if it was the Blood Throne Kong Hanjiang.

Yin Mu's bones were sprinkled with blood, and his body slowly fell in the air, and the old woman's kick directly kicked him into a cripple, his muscles and veins were broken, and his strength could not be lifted at all.

Although the muscles and veins, but retained an old life, Yin Mugu still has a trace of happiness in his heart, as long as he finds a way to escape, the muscles and veins can be repaired sooner or later.

"Mengran!"

Ling Zifeng struggled to get up, watching Ling Mengran slowly fall, and tried his best to reach over and put his hand under her neck.

"Zifeng!"

"Be careful... Be careful...."

Ling Mengran looked at Ling Zifeng, her lips squirmed, and she was shattered inside, blood kept gushing up her throat, interrupting what she wanted to say, just saying two careful words, and the rest of the words were broken in her throat.

Ling Zifeng finally failed to hear what Ling Mengran asked him to be careful, Ling Mengran had already swallowed his last breath.

"Mengran..."

Ling Zifeng let out a wild roar, his body trembled, and he tried his best to reach out and touch her cheek.

A light breeze blew, but Ling Mengran's body disappeared in front of him.

Ling Zifeng was stunned for a moment, looked up at the city wall, and saw the white-haired old woman holding the beautiful woman as beautiful as a flower with one hand, and Ling Mengran's body with the other, like a light smoke, disappearing above the clouds.

Leng Mengli,

That woman Ling Zifeng knew her, so that white-haired old woman must be the palace master of the Nine Shadows Palace, the Nine Shadows Grandma.

"Nine Shades Grandma,"

"Do you want to watch the Nine Shadows Palace up and down and be killed by me?"

Ling Zifeng's whole body was full of anger, and his voice exploded like thunder, he didn't know why Grandma Jiuyou wanted to take Ling Mengran away, and he couldn't let him think about it too much, Grandma Jiuyou's speed was too fast.

"Young people are so angry, sooner or later they will fall into the devil's way, if you really want to kill me, you might as well come to Yunzhou, where I am waiting for you."

"Oh, by the way, the old woman's name is Sun Miaoqing, don't find the wrong person!"

Grandma Jiuyou's voice came from afar, mixed with a hint of banter, and she didn't seem to take Ling Zifeng's threat to heart either.

Ling Zifeng's eyes were cracked, his eyes became crimson, Ling Mengran died for him, and he even lost his body!

Heh, heh,

Ling Zifeng smiled gloomily, and slowly reached out to hold the Soul Devouring Sword on the side, his palm clenched and moved slowly, even if the blade cut his palm, he didn't frown.

The blood stained the Soul Eater Sword red, but instead of turning into black smoke as it had just now, it had instead soaked into the blade, as if it had been swallowed by it.

Ling Zifeng stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and at that moment, Dao Dao black qi diffused from the sword body until it enveloped him, like a black hole, and even the figure could not be seen clearly.

Until a blood-colored dragon surged in the black air, which was condensed by violent energy, swallowing clouds and spitting fog in the black air.

Click!

The clear sky was cloudy, lightning and thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down.

And the dragon-shaped energy that swam in the black qi instantly dispersed, turning into ten thousand sword lights and rising into the sky.

The dead black qi was like the Nine Heavens Milky Way, turning into thousands of strands and entwining around Ling Zifeng.

Red pupils, cold and ruthless gaze, and the blade of the sword is full of fierce murderous aura.

It was the murderous aura that belonged to the Soul Devouring Sword itself, it had slashed countless lives and devoured endless blood for thousands of years, so that it was like having its own life today, releasing such a strong bloody murderous aura.

Ling Zifeng held the Soul Eater Sword in his hand, standing in the air, at this time he was truly fused with the Soul Eater Sword, the sword is a person, and a person is also a sword, and his whole body is enriched with the power of the Soul Eater Sword.

Yin Mu Gu!

Ling Zifeng's gaze fell on Yin Mugu on the ground, and he couldn't help but laugh gloomily as he looked at him lying there like a dead fish.

Shout!

Ling Zifeng's ghostly dodge appeared next to Yin Mugu, squatting beside him, his red eyes flashing with a strange color: "Yin Mugu, how do you want to die, hurry up, I will definitely fulfill you!" ”

"If you kill me, Ling Zifeng, you must be very painful to lose your relatives, now you are truly unrelated!"

"Oh, I almost forgot, you still have a father, but in the end, you're just a wild seed that Ren Xiaoyao accidentally made."

"I have a little sympathy for you, your life is a mistake, look at how many people you have killed, killed your mother, killed your master, and now killed your cousin."

"You are the Lone Star, you are an unlucky person cursed by fate!"

"Hahahaha!! Ling Zifeng, don't you hate me very much? You're here to kill me, you're going to kill me! ”

Yin Mugu laughed and scolded. He knew that he couldn't escape death today, and he didn't have any scruples about talking, and he wasn't afraid of angering Ling Zifeng at all, once Ling Zifeng became vicious, he could do anything, and Yin Mugu never doubted this.

He deliberately provoked Ling Zifeng at this time, so that he would die more easily, and he would not have to be brutally tortured by Ling Zifeng!

"I'm not going to kill you!"

"I'm sure they'll treat you well, the Xuanwu Dart Bureau has wrongfully killed a hundred brothers, enjoy their hospitality to you!"

Ling Zifeng opened his mouth lightly, smashed his dantian with a punch, completely smashed the dantian to pieces, and turned around and walked into the Heavenly Desolate City.

Yes!

Yin Mugu shouted bitterly: "Bastard, Ling Zifeng, you are a coward, a lonely star, an unlucky person cursed by fate!" ”

However, no matter how he cursed, Ling Zifeng didn't even look back.

Yin Mugu twisted his neck with difficulty, and just happened to see the person from the Xuanwu Dart Bureau who had been standing in the distance and had never escaped.

At this time, their eyes burned with hatred, and the fire of revenge was excited.

His eyes lit up, and the sword sparked on the ground, slowly walking towards Yin Mugu.