Zheng Dahu was seriously injured and collapsed on the ground, and Zheng Huai was the same.

The three elders saw Mu Qiubai looking around the field, and his face was full of doubts. Hurriedly stepped forward, bowed down and said, "Sect Master......"

In a few words, I briefly explained today's events. It's just that he is on Zheng Dahu's side, and his narration is inevitably biased.

belittled Feng Yi wantonly, saying that his dantian had been destroyed and he had become an ordinary man, but he used evil ways and demon methods to harm his fellow disciples. It is even more exaggerated to say that Feng Yi is domineering and domineering, and has vainly tried to take the position of suzerain.

He highly praised Zheng Huai, saying that he was talented, a young genius, radiant, and the only disciple of the Venerable Master Hongliang, who was able to pass on the profound teachings.

Mu Qiubai frowned when he heard this.

"The children's house is making trouble, which really makes all the good friends laugh. ”

Mu Qiubai raised his hand and clenched his fists and made a square salute.

The demeanor of the great sect is fully revealed.

Shen Luofeng and the others got up to return the salute, but everyone's faces inevitably showed some schadenfreude.

Mu Qiubai ignored everyone's expressions, looked back at Feng Yi, and after thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice: "Your dantian has been abolished, and you have no chance of the path of martial arts cultivation. Although my Dragon Yin Sect is only a first-class power, not everyone can come and fill the numbers. ”

Feng Yi's heart chuckled, and he looked up at Mu Qiubai.

The latter pondered for a moment and continued: "You are unforgivable for being contaminated with evil ways, practicing demon methods, mutilating fellow disciples, and injuring elders. Remembering your past achievements, I won't kill you today, you can go by yourself, don't be bumped into by my disciples of the Dragon Yin Sect in the future, otherwise you will not be spared. ”

Feng Yi smiled, smiling sadly.

He stood up and looked directly at Mu Qiubai, just laughing, not speaking.

He understood Mu Qiubai's thoughts, one was an ordinary man whose dantian had been abolished, and he was also contaminated with the way of demons, and everyone in the martial artist Xuan Xiu was punished.

One is a personal disciple of the great power of the Xuan, and the future is unlimited.

Compared with the two, no one will abandon Zheng Huai and choose himself.

And Mu Qiubai let him leave, and did not order to be killed on the spot, which shows that he is really thinking about his past achievements.

This person is not bad, but he is just confused.

"Whether I have been contaminated with the way of evil demons or practiced demon magic and evil arts, with his cultivation, I only need to try it to know. Can ......"

Feng Yi's heart was sad.

For the Dragon Yin Sect, he has always been like a family. Even if the Zheng family bullied him so much, all he thought of was to regain the position of the young master, cultivate hard, and lead the sect to glory.

But now?

"Sect Master Shengming!

On and off the stage, all the disciples of the Dragon Yin Sect shouted in unison.

Feng Yi's heart was like ashes, and his smile became more and more miserable, and he became more and more sad.

"What a Mu Qiubai, you connived at Zheng Dahu's cruelty to Xin Li back then, and now you are acting like this, hum! I, Shen Luofeng, disdain to be in the company of people like you. ”

Shen Luofeng snorted coldly, and after glancing at Feng Yi meaningfully, he flicked his sleeves and led the crowd away.

He had the intention to recruit Feng Yi, but thinking of his enmity with the Zheng family, and thinking of Zheng Huai's master, Master Hongliang, he could only shake his head in the end.

The Yulin Sect didn't have the strength to commit the taboo of the great power of the Xuan.

'Zheng Dahu mutilated Xin Li!' This sentence smashed into Feng Yi's heart like a heavy hammer.

The laughter came to an abrupt end, and the gloom and sorrow were swept away, replaced by endless anger and murderous intent.

"What Sect Master Shen said is true?"

Feng Yi's voice was as cold as the nine cold winds.

Mu Qiubai snorted coldly, "Get out! If you dare to make noise, don't blame the old man for being ruthless." ”

"A good Mu Qiubai, a good Zheng family, dare not do it?"

The Sect Master of the Burning Sun Sect stepped forward, glanced at Mu Qiubai, and then looked at Feng Yi, "Feng Yixian's nephew, I was also close friends with your teacher back then. And now you have suffered like this, and I am very heartbroken. Alas, people cannot be resurrected from death, so you mourn. ”

After that, he didn't wait for Mu Qiubai to say more, waved his sleeves and left.

How could he not want to recruit Feng Yi? But like Shen Luofeng, he was afraid of the Zheng family, who had such a big backer as the Venerable Master Hongliang.

"Xin Li's death, the juniors don't know, but we can't pretend to be confused. A middle-aged woman with a plump body and a charming spirit spoke.

She was the sect master of the Tianye Sect, and she glanced at Feng Yi with silky eyes, then pursed her lips and said lightly: "Back then, Xin Li used the secret technique of burning blood to defeat many masters, and the limelight can be said to be unique for a while. You, Mu Qiubai, were afraid that he would replace you, and saw that Zheng Dahu led the crowd to force him into the Lingwu Mountain Range for a three-grade antidote pill, but he didn't do anything. Mu Qiubai, you did a good job in this matter, it's really good!"

", dare to say one more thing, believe it or not, I will level your Tianye Sect?" Mu Qiubai was furious, although he was not afraid of Shen Luofeng and the Sect Master of the Burning Sun Sect, he was inevitably jealous, and it was not easy to face the collision directly. But the young woman in front of him, he was not afraid.

"If you have the ability, you can move him and try it. A rugged man said angrily.

He carried a ghost-headed knife in his hand, and his chest was broad, like a tiger and a bear.

It is the sect master of the Kaishan Sect and the concubine of the sect master of the Tianye Sect.

Mu Qiubai's face was gloomy, he glared at the two of them coldly, and gave a big order to evict the guests: "The two of you go slowly, don't send them." ”

The two went together, and the elders followed.

For a while, people went to the mountain, and only the people of the Dragon Yin Sect were still on and off the stage.

Feng Yi's face was as gloomy as the sky before a rainstorm, and through the words of these people, he had already understood why the master had left suddenly and entered the Spirit Mist Mountain Range for no reason.

The old man only has a sixth-layer cultivation of quenching his body, how can he survive in the Lingwu Mountain Range, where monsters are rampant and evil spirits are entrenched?

Two lines of bitter tears, the corners of self-styled eyes slipped.

"Zheng!"

The straight-ridged Xuandao came out of its sheath, turned into a swimming dragon, and slashed towards Zheng Dahu, who was supported by the four elders on the side.

"Evil animals, don't go the way of life, and look for the way of death. Mu Qiubo shouted, his whole body rolled with energy, and he slapped it with a palm.

He has a gang in his palm, even if the Feng Yi Xuan Knife is indestructible, even if his cultivation is profound, and the strength of his flesh and blood is strong, it is difficult to break through and hurt the enemy.

With a bang, Feng Yi took three steps back. Mu Qiubai's clothes were drumming, and he also took three steps back.

"Huh?"

In an instant, Mu Qiubai understood that Feng Yi's cultivation had not dispersed, and at the same time, he had not practiced any demonic skills.

But he didn't regret it, after all, what the Zheng family represented was the power of Tongxuan.

This is the righteousness, forcing Mu Qiubai to choose Zheng Huai.

also has selfish intentions, Mu Qiubai has stayed in the realm of the ninth layer of the quenching body for too long, if there is no Xuan power, I am afraid that there is no hope of breaking through the difference between the ordinary and the mysterious in this life and becoming a Xuan Xiu.

"Evil animals are good at cultivating, if they don't kill you today, they will become a great disaster in the future. ”

The third elder and the fourth elder saw that Feng Yi could compete with the main force of the sect, and they all shouted violently and rushed to attack.

Feng Yi looked coldly at the three people in front of him, the long knife in his right hand shook, and the secret magic method of secret luck, the essence and blood around his body boiled.

Blood-burning secret art!

Mu Qiubai is a half-step internal breathing master, and the third elder and the fourth elder are also quenching seventh-level cultivators. plus the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall on the side and the three hundred people in the audience.

The enemy is too numerous, I am too outnumbered, I should take advantage of the fact that the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall have not yet reacted, and quickly attack them head-on, and kill Mu Qiubai and the three of them first.

Without a leader, a rabble is nothing to fear.

What bullshit sect love, and now all of them are scattered with the wind.

Feng Yi just wanted to kill people and avenge his master, even if the person he killed was the sect master he respected half an hour ago.

The essence of blood burns, and the combat power rises.

Feng Yi stepped on the direction of the gossip, turned into a black shadow, and swept to the side of the three elders like a swimming dragon.

Cut out with a knife, and you can chase the wind quickly.

The three elders' six-layer cultivation of quenching, how can they stop it?

"Puff ......"

The dirty blood swayed, staining Feng Yi's head and face red.

The red light in his eyes floated, and the Yuan Force Essence in the Jiang Palace swirled endlessly. The pure Yuan Force gathered in the flesh and bones, and under the urging of the Blood Burning Secret Technique, it was restless and frenzied.

The three elders were stopped and cut in two, and Feng Yi did not stop, and he had already rushed in front of the four elders.

The long knife came out again, as swift as lightning.

"Ah......h

The reaction speed of the four elders was not unfast, and they made a wise decision to lose the car and protect the commander in an instant.

He gave up his right arm and saved his life.

Really?

Feng Yi expected the enemy to be the first, his body was faster than Youlong, he could chase the wind quickly, and he had already grabbed his dodge.

The long knife rotates and takes its six yang heads.

The pillar of blood rose into the sky, and the headless bodies of the four elders did not fall for a while.

At this time, Mu Qiubai's fierce offensive had already brought the wind.

Feng Yi couldn't resist with a backsword, so he had to put his left hand into a palm and transport out the Bagua Youlong Palm Technique.

But because of the urgency of the palm, he couldn't gossip about the way of the dragon's palm, so he could only fight with all his strength and fight hard with Mu Qiubai.

"Bang!"

The two palms collided, Mu Qiubo spurted blood from his mouth and nose, and staggered backwards.

"This ...... Blood-burning mystic?"

He looked horrified, looking at Feng Yi in front of him, like a ghost.

Feng Yi did not retreat but advanced, and the knife in his right hand came out of Huohuo, hitting Mu Qiubai's chest and abdomen.

Suddenly, the intestines flowed, red and green all over the ground.

"Whoosh......"

The arrow broke through the air, and when Feng Yi was about to slash Mu Qiubai on the spot with another sword, he shot fiercely.

Feng Yi didn't notice it for a while, and was shot in the left arm by a feather arrow, and suddenly concentrated in severe pain.

If you are not afraid of death, why should it be painful?

Feng Yi flipped his hand and slashed the feather arrow, and then swept horizontally, slapping the severed iron arrow behind him.

"Ah......h

The screams began, and Feng Yi knew that Zheng Hanzhong, who had attacked him, had fallen with an arrow.

Looking at the front of him again, Mu Qiubai was groping for his waist bag, preparing to take out the healing pill.

How could Feng Yi allow him to succeed? Like a tiger flying up, the sword dance is like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and the thirty-six wind-chasing knife techniques are all used.

Mu Qiubai is also a good person, although he was seriously injured, it did not affect his combat strength. Block with both hands, and block the thirty-six sword techniques.

Feng Yifei kicked his lower abdomen, and he subconsciously got up to block it.

"Click!"

The leg bone was broken, Mu Qiubai stumbled and fell, wailing and screaming.

Feng Yi's right foot was also sore, but the leg bone was not broken like Mu Qiubai.

It's not that his muscles and bones are harder and more concise than Mu Qiubai, but because of the gap in cultivation, his bones are much weaker than Mu Qiubai.

Why is the leg bone not broken, but just sore? The mystery of "Great Compassion Fu" has begun to show its hideousness at this time.

Feng Yi shook his right leg and slashed with his knife.

"Whoosh ......"

Three feather arrows broke through the air in succession.

Feng Yi listened to the argument, and his body flashed, but the long knife failed to cut it again.

After flashing the feather arrow, he kicked with his left foot, hitting Mu Qiubai's right rib.

The sound of bone cracking was endless, and Feng Yi did not take the opportunity to kill, but stopped and looked at the group of law enforcement hall disciples coldly.

At this time, he was as crazy as a demon, and he was more powerful than a dragon.

The killing intent in the scarlet eyes floated, falling into the eyes of the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, and they trembled all over, and they involuntarily put down their bows and arrows.

Feng Yibo had a moment to spare, took a step forward, and came to Mu Qiubai's side.

The knife fell, and the blood spilled into the sky.

"Mu Qiubai is dead, I won't kill you, wait, get out!"

Feng Yi drank heavily.

All the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall abandoned their bows and arrows, screaming and scattering in all directions.

Feng Yi glanced at it and found that Zheng Dahu was holding his injured body and preparing to climb off the high platform.

immediately rushed forward, waved his hand and stabbed again.

Looking at the field again, I couldn't help frowning.

All the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall dispersed, and only the disciples of the cadres in the audience were dumbfounded.

Mu Qiubai, the third elder, the fourth elder, Zheng Dahu, and Zheng Han all died tragically, and the blood flowed all over the ground, gathering into a berth.

But what about Zheng Huai?

Feng Yi hurriedly glanced at the crowd in the audience.

There are more than 300 people in Wuyangyang, and after some investigation, there is no figure of Zheng Huai at all.

"Fuck. ”

Feng Yi scolded secretly, took the knife, and jumped onto the roof of the main hall of the Dragon Yin Sect.

looked around, but at the foot of the mountain, a gray-haired demon wolf was carrying Zheng Huai, who was covered with injuries, and ran wildly towards the northwest.

The demon wolf ran very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the dense forest.

Feng Yi knew that he couldn't catch up, and he regretted it in his heart, but he was helpless.

Jumped off the main hall, fell back to the high platform, and didn't look at the group of stunned fellow disciples and brothers under the stage, and after casually pulling down the waists of Mu Qiubai and others, he put the knife back to the sheath and returned to the medicine garden.

After taking two steps, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and turned his head to look at the high platform again.

Zheng Huai not only escaped, but even took away his second-grade Xuanbing long sword.

Regret in regret.

Stepping down from the high platform, the crowd dispersed automatically.

Feng Yi's face was as cold as an abyss, and he was silent. Covered in blood, like a demon who destroys the world.

Walking all the way back to the medicine garden, the duration of the Blood Burning Secret Technique was finally exhausted.

Feng Yi fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

Qing'er heard the gasp and hurriedly ran out of the wooden house. Seeing Childe like this, his eyes turned red, and tears fell like beads.

"Childe, take the healing pill quickly. Qing'er took out a healing pill from his waist bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

At the entrance of the pill, Feng Yi crossed his knees on the ground, and after a week, he felt that his strength had recovered.

Although the Secret Technique of Burning Blood is strong, the sequelae after burning essence and blood are also very serious, and it is extremely weak, even if it is supplemented with pills, it takes half a day to recover.

Feng Yi couldn't wait for half a day, Zheng Huai fled, or went to find Master Hongliang.

How terrifying is the power of the Xuan? Feng Yi didn't know, but he thought that he would definitely not be able to defeat him.

Mu Qiubai died tragically, and the Long Yin Sect was no different from annihilation, not to mention the destruction. This Hidden Dragon Mountain can't stay, so you need to leave quickly.

Immediately instructed Qing'er to pack up.

The two of them didn't have anything superfluous, a few clothes were stuffed into the package, Qing'er carried them on their backs, and together with Feng Yi, they walked down the mountain.