The soft sword glowed with an icy cold light, constantly shaking, and went straight towards Bei Ying Feng's face.

Bei Minglang's figure rushed down from the sky at a rapid speed, trying to knock the soft sword away, but in the end, the last step was too late, and the slender fingers were only two inches away from the soft sword, and they staggered vividly, and the next moment, with some warm liquid, it had already splashed and sprinkled on Bei Minglang's face, and it quickly cooled.

Mu Yunjin grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair with one hand, and the moment the blood splashed out, he had already raised his hand and used his wide sleeves to block the splashed blood stains.

Everyone heard it, and with an extremely heavy thud, the soft sword had already risen from Bei Mingfeng's neck, and slashed down heavily, pulling out an extremely large hole in his entire chest, and the blood was quickly sprayed out, and it was filthy.

All the movements seemed to slow down at that moment, Bei Minglang's figure descended from the air, and his eyes were extremely frightened and scared, his father was actually ......!!!

No matter how dissatisfied he was with Bei Mingfeng, he was his own father, and he would not do anything to kill his father, but at this moment, in the blink of an eye, the soft sword that he was going to attack Mu Yunjin actually fell on Bei Mingfeng!!

All the power in his body seemed to be out of his body in an instant, and without support, Bei Minglang's knees were already kneeling heavily in front of Bei Mingfeng.

“…… Daddy...... "The emotions in his heart were flustered, and after a while, Bei Minglang spoke in a low voice, his eyes were full of panic, looking at the Bei Mingfeng in front of him, who was covered in blood, he couldn't say anything else.

"Daddy...... Daddy......" Bei Minglang's hand trembled and stretched out, knelt on the ground, and wanted to touch Bei Mingfeng's shoulder, but at the moment when he just touched it, Bei Mingfeng's body was heavily crooked, and he fell to the side of the wheelchair, and there was no movement.

Bei Minglang only felt a big palm slamming his throat, and there was a deep sense of agitation in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore.

North Styx Maple, dead.

He died at the hands of his own son, Bei Minglang.

One move kills, everyone sees.

The scar on his face, which was originally very hideous, instantly became bitter with Bei Minglang's heavy prostration.

From beginning to end, Mu Yunjin, whose expression has not changed, has always hooked a pair of vicious eyes, looking at Bei Minglang's movements, which is the moment when Bei Minglang's body fell heavily, he had already calculated the time, and the hosta in his hand was raised violently, with a fierce wind, and flew straight towards the top of Bei Minglang's head, and that hairpin had already brought all the skills of Mu Yunjin.

"Bei Minglang, go and accompany your good father!!"

The moment the hosta took off his hand, Mu Yunjin's ghost-like voice also fell.

Bei Minglang's kneeling body stiffened suddenly, and he lifted up instantly, but because of the sadness of his emotions, he couldn't react, just opened his godless eyes like that, looking at the hairpin that flew quickly.

"Zheng—"

"Whew-"

The next moment, two voices fell loudly, and Bei Minglang only felt that his eyes were shaking, and then his body had fallen heavily to the ground.

Then, Bei Minglang heard the violent sound of fighting behind him.

Supporting his body with one hand, Bei Minglang turned his head and looked behind him.

One black and one white, the two figures, have already taken off and exchanged hands.

And the previous sound was the halberd in He Xiao's hand, which hit Mu Yunjin's hosta and cut it alive.

The hosta cracked in half in response, but He Xiao's halberd did not stop at all, and the momentum poured out, killing straight towards Mu Yunjin.

The brows were heavy, the smile on the corner of Mu Yunjin's mouth all dispersed, without any hesitation, he hit the ground hard under his feet, and turned backwards with all his strength, just as it happened, the toes were on He Xiao's halberd, and he stepped on it heavily, his body rose high, and landed a little farther away from He Xiao.

The white robe fluttered up, and with Mu Yunjin's movements, there was a fierce wind, and when it fell to the ground, Mu Yunjin's face no longer had any smile, and he looked at He Xiao coldly:

"He Xiao, you still made a move."

He Xiao's figure also stabilized the moment Mu Yunjin fell, the halberd was held tightly in his hand, but the head of the man in black was lowered, and his eyes could not be seen.

"Mu Yunjin, you have too much nonsense."

Rarely, He Xiao's words carried an extremely strong anger, and as soon as the words fell, the big palm did not hesitate anymore, and suddenly picked up the halberd, and his body took off again, flying towards Mu Yunjin.

It was the moment He Xiao's figure swept up, and Bei Minglang, who was sitting up with his body propped up, seemed to suddenly think of something, and quickly roared out of his mouth: "Be careful of hidden weapons!" ”

Beiming has always been good at using poisons and hidden weapons, if Mu Yunjin is a child who is liked by Beiming Feng, then naturally, he will also be poisonous!

With Bei Minglang's reminder, He Xiao's always excellent gaze suddenly rose sharply, and he still saw the extremely fast movement in Mu Yunjin's hand, and with his movements, there were already extremely small silver needles flying towards him.

The coolness in his eyes became more and more full, He Xiao's hand grabbed the edge of his robe suddenly, and then spun it up heavily, blocking it in front of him, blocking all the silver needles that were galloping, but the halberd in his hand was still non-stop, stabbing towards Mu Yunjin.

Mu Yunjin's mood sank suddenly, his figure quickly dodged, and the hidden weapon in his sleeve stabbed towards He Xiao at a fast speed.

The black and white figures began to fight constantly in the air, and He Xiao's halberd waved, with a heavy wind, every time, it was towards Mu Yunjin's life.

Mu Yunjin was extremely flexible to dodge He Xiao's attack, and the hidden weapon in his hand continued to attack He Xiao.

After a long fight, for a while, the two of them were indistinguishable.

Bei Minglang sat on the ground with support, and after a while, he slowly stood up and walked in the direction of Bei Mingfeng.

Bei Mingfeng's body was crooked in a wheelchair, and from beginning to end, he didn't say anything before he died under Bei Minglang's sword.

Bending down to pick up the blood-stained soft sword, holding it tightly in his hand, Bei Minglang stood still in front of Bei Mingfeng, took a deep look at his father, and the next moment, without hesitation, bent his knees and knelt down heavily.

After all, he was his own father.

During the period when He Xiao and Mu Yunjin were fighting, what Mu Yunjin didn't notice was that the gates of the imperial city had all been opened, and the two teams of extremely hidden soldiers had already followed the path behind the people into the imperial city, and quickly headed towards the palace.