When the flying stiff heard this, a greedy light flashed in his eyes, and he looked up to the sky excitedly and roared, and then swept down quickly.

Mu Chen squinted his eyes, looked at the black dots falling in the sky above the Bifang tribe and said, "Go, go, the bigger the trouble, the better! Sister Hongzhao, today I am going to find more people to accompany you and your uncle." ”

"Boy, what have you done!" the guards at the gate stepped forward and surrounded Mu Chen.

Just after Mu Chen's seal, there was a loud noise in their clan, and at this moment, the faint screams and shouts in the tribe made them feel a little bad.

"I didn't do anything, I just ......" The corners of Mu Chen's mouth rose slightly, the black battle suit instantly appeared, and the two spirit corpse fangs in his hand were filled with qi at the same time, and two one-foot-long, half-finger-wide qi blades suddenly condensed.

Before Mu Chen could finish speaking, the fangs of the spirit corpse pierced into the body of the guard who spoke before.

Before the others could react, Mu Chen pulled out his fangs and wiped them on the neck of one person, and immediately blood splattered three feet, and two people fell to the ground in an instant.

These guards are just the I Ching Realm, and the highest ones are not many of the Yi Jing Realm, and they are not their enemies at all against Mu Chen, who has the peak combat power of the Naqi Realm.

"Go and report to the clan elders!"

The two had no intention of fighting any longer, and they broke the two of them in one face, which was no longer something they could resist.

One of them pulled his leg and headed for the tribe, while the other took out a hidden arrow from his bosom.

Mu Chen narrowed his eyes, this sleeve arrow looked a little familiar, it seemed to be a kind of signaling thing.

Thinking of this, Mu Chen dodged, and then came to the side of the guard who was just about to pull the signal, and the qi blade carried by the spirit corpse's fangs gently slashed his wrist, and suddenly his arms separated, causing the person to let out a miserable cry in pain.

Mu Chen raised his hand and shot the spirit corpse fangs towards the gate of the Bifang tribe, then took the fallen palm with his right hand, calmly broke the finger that was clenching the sleeve arrow, and then the severed hand was thrown aside like garbage.

Mu Chen didn't look at the frightened eyes of the severed hand guard, and the spirit corpse fangs in his other hand gently pierced into his chest. Then stroll towards the gate of the Bifang tribe.

At the gate, the corpse of the last guard was lying there at the moment, Mu Chen took out the fangs of the spirit corpse behind it, wiped it on its body, and then unhurriedly put it in his sleeve and continued to walk inside.

Lian Ba just fastened his trouser pockets, This ancient man has clouds, like a demon before leaking, and like a Buddha after leaking, this statement is really not false at all. At this moment, hearing the sound of the * one after another in Lian Sheng's room, Lian Yu was not affected at all.

At this time, he suddenly remembered Mu Chen's little bastard, and suddenly a burst of anger surged into his heart, and he walked towards Lian Sheng's room without saying a word.

"Smack!" the door was kicked open by Lian Yu, and there were screams from inside.

Lian Sheng just wanted to have a seizure, but when he saw that the person who came was Lian Yu, he suddenly relieved his breath and said, "It's Ba'er who is back." Don't stop, go on!"

Lian Sheng said, not caring about Lian Yu's presence at all, and instructed the few women on the bed to continue.

"Dad, you're embarrassed to put out the fire here, do you know that my uncle is dead, and I almost can't come back! I've lit wolf smoke incense for more than half an hour, but no one has come to pick me up! If something happens to me, I'll see how you explain it to my father!" said Lian Yu with a dark face.

"What! Your uncle is dead!" Lian Sheng said as he kicked away the disheveled woman beside him and stood up in shock.

Lian Yu was just about to tell Lian Sheng everything about Mu Chen, when an old man ran in from outside the door, and Lian Yu recognized this as his housekeeper at a glance.

It's just that he usually runs into Lian Sheng's room in a panic at the moment, without the slightest concern for these naked aunts, and said loudly to Lian Sheng: "Patriarch! Oh no, I don't know when two zombies came to the clan! I bite people when I see them in the clan, at least hundreds of people have turned into corpses and corpse puppets! Among them, the elder of the Chang clan has been damaged in the hands of a zombie!"

Lian Sheng glanced at Lian Yu, only thinking that there was something wrong with the zombie he brought back.

Lord Pei of Tiancheng gave his cheap son the technique of shepherding stiffness, which was not passed on by Tiancheng, of course he knew. He didn't have the slightest idea about this Master Pei. The two of them took what they needed, and there was no conflict with the rise of their own tribe to support his wife and children.

When Lian Yu heard this, his face changed, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's not good! Mu Chen's little bastard actually froze into the tribe! It must be coming for me!"

Lian Sheng looked at Lian Yu and asked, "Ba'er, could it be that the bodies of the two elders of the Suiying Realm Clan who fought this time have been brought to you?"

"Patriarch, one of them is a flying zombie, yes, but the other nine-foot-tall is a half-step spirit corpse!" the butler interjected.

"What! Half-step spirit corpse!" Lian Sheng exclaimed.

"Those two are not my zombies, they are Mu Chen's little bastards. Lian Yu said, and told Lian Sheng the ins and outs of the matter.

Lian Sheng's face suddenly became gloomy, and he was silent for a moment and said, "You mean that the culprit who killed your uncle and forced you to lose the flying stiff, and now the culprit who is making a big fuss in my clan is Muye's ten-year-old son?"

Lian Yu nodded.

"What a waste!" Lian Sheng looked at this cheap son, and couldn't help but say with disdain in his heart. If this guy were his own son, I'm afraid he would have been shot on the wall by himself.

Over the years, relying on the fact that he is the son of Lord Pei of Tiancheng, he has caused much trouble to his Bifang clan. But these troubles had to wipe his ass.

"Butler, tell me to go down, and the whole clan will search for that little bastard of Mu Chen. At such a young age, he has such a stiff technique, I think his stiff herding technique should still be above Ba'er, I don't know where he got it, by the way, in the process of searching, those annoying corpse puppets and corpses will be solved, remember, it is better to kill by mistake than to let go!"

Lian Sheng said, he stretched out his hands, and several naked women saw this, and immediately served him to change his clothes, and he continued: "And that flying stiff head will let the five clan elders go, as for the half-step spirit corpse, I will personally meet him!"

Outside Lian Sheng's mansion, there was already a mess at the moment. The screams and smashing sounds were intertwined, and when they reached Mu Chen's ears, he felt that it was so pleasant.

"Sister Hongzhao, do you like to listen to this voice? By the way, I remember that you like to watch fireworks, there are no fireworks today, how about I bring you a fire?" Mu Chen turned his head, touched the green jade spirit coffin, and muttered to himself.

In the chaos, I don't know when it began, one house after another caught fire, and a gust of wind blew, but the fire became more vigorous.

Mu Chen raised his head and said to himself in the gust of wind: "Sister Hongzhao, is it you, you also want to make this fire more prosperous, right?"