"Well, it's useless to keep such a wasteful person, so let's destroy it. ”

With a flick of his sleeves, Zhong Wuji looked indifferent.

The Leng Wushuang of the Martial Master Eightfold had already been abolished by him, and Sha Huang was also severely injured by him!

Everything, who has anything to do with that kid, must die!

In his eyes, a trace of bloodlust flashed away.

Bear!

On Zhong Wuji's body, an extremely dangerous aura raged like a wave.

"Boy, I hate the way you look, I decided to gouge out your eyes before I kill you!"

Zhong Wuji's eyes shrank, his white teeth were cold and lukewarm under the sun!

As he spoke, he strode towards Leng Wushuang.

"Zhong Wuji, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost. ”

Leng Wushuang's hoarse voice was full of resentment.

"Haha... This waste, when it's such a time, dares to threaten Senior Brother Zhong, he just doesn't know what death is!"

"Cut, what's the use of hard bones, now for him, it's not as good as mud. ”

Hearing this, the surrounding Liuyun Sect disciples burst out laughing.

"Yo hey, this kid is at such a time, and he still dares to threaten?"

A rat-headed guy with a rat brain, his eyes rolling.

"Senior Brother Zhong, this person offended you so much, it is better for us to spit on him and humiliate him to death. ”

The Liuyun Sect disciple with the roe head rat brain said with a smile.

"Nima!"

Hearing this, even Leng Wushuang, who is calm and calm on weekdays, can't help but burst into foul language!

"Haha, this plan is good, so let's do it. ”

"Senior Brother Zhong, I hope it will be fulfilled!"

......

The other disciples of the Liuyun Sect coaxed one after another.

Zhong Wuji, who was dressed in a brocade robe, looked at the puddle of muddy and cold, and suddenly felt happy.

"Indeed, killing him did dirty my hands, you are free, besides, the last person, kill him directly. ”

Zhong Wuji, as if talking about the most trivial thing.

In this situation, even Sha Huang's little face was full of anger.

"This group of people is so hateful!"

His fists were clenched tightly, but he was in severe pain all over his body, and he was seriously injured, and he couldn't do anything.

"I'll be the first. ”

A sharp-beaked monkey cheek Liuyun Sect disciple jumped out directly.

came to Leng Wushuang, his face was full of disdain.

At this time, Leng Wushuang was already purple-faced, and he was ashamed and angry!

"Even a waste like you, you dare to go against my Flowing Cloud Sect. Moreover, that kid called Mu Feng also killed the elders of my sect. So, let you know that the fate of offending my Liuyun Sect is - life is better than death!"

"Ahh

The man with the thief's eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes vomited a little, and then a thick phlegm with a fishy smell shot out.

Syllable!

The thick phlegm hit Leng Wushuang's face directly!

"Haha......"

The thief-eyed disciple laughed, and then swaggered away.

"I'll come. ”

......

Next, the hundreds of Liuyun Sect disciples present stepped forward one after another to face Leng Wushuang and spewed out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Soon.

Cold and unequaled, covered with filth.

Even, Leng Wushuang, who has always been arrogant, has a dull gaze at this time, and the light in his eyes seems to dissipate little by little.

Mourning is greater than heart death, which is Leng Wushuang's state at this time.

The dantian was abolished, and he was so humiliated, and all the glory of the past seemed to have vanished.

The people of the other sects around were embarrassed.

Although he felt sorry for Leng Wushuang, he also felt that this Liuyun Sect's approach was really a bit excessive.

However, the martial arts world is like this, the weak eat the strong, there is no strength, and life is like a mustard!

And Zhong Wuji, who was holding his arms, directly closed his eyes to recuperate, as if looking at Leng Wushuang and dirty his eyes.

"Hmph, I see that you are pitiful, so I will give you a good time. ”

The Liuyun Sect disciple with the roe head rat brain who made the suggestion, carrying a long sword in his hand, walked towards Leng Wushuang with a sneer.

"Waste, die!"

With a low roar, the sword in the hand of the roe head rat brain, the cold light shone, and it slashed at Leng Wushuang's neck!

The female cultivators of the other sects around closed their eyes one after another, unable to bear to look at the next scene.

And the roe head rat brain Liuyun Sect disciple, the cruel smile on his face continued to expand.

Thundered~~~

At this moment, a sound like thunder came from a distance.

"What's the sound?"

"It's a clear day, it doesn't look like it's raining!"

The two warriors muttered.

Shout!

At this moment, a purple figure, like purple lightning, was wrapped in surging air currents, and the surrounding trees were all lodging.

This figure, go straight in!

"Get out!"

With an angry roar, the purple figure slammed into the roe head rat brain Liuyun Sect disciple.

Boom!

Before he even had time to scream, this Flowing Cloud Sect disciple exploded directly when his body was thrown into the air.

Flesh and blood are flying like fireworks!

The bloody demon is incomparable!

"Mu Feng... You guy, you still know how to come. ”

Sha Huang leaned against the trunk of a tree and grinned softly.

However, even he didn't have much confidence in Mu Feng.

Because, that Zhong Wuji is too strong.

However, Mu Feng has that big eagle, even if he is defeated, it should not be a problem to escape.

At this moment, Zhong Wuji, who was not far away, closed his eyes and recuperated, suddenly opened his eyes, and those cold eyes were full of tyranny.

The whole body, the fierce and violent breath, boiling, like a peerless fierce tiger awakened!

However, at this time, Mu Feng didn't look at him at all.

The thin and thin figure trembled slightly.

Because, the situation of Leng Wushuang at this time can be said to be extremely bad.

There is no spiritual power fluctuation on his body, and he is covered with filthy things, what kind of torture has he been subjected to here, because of himself!

In the young man's clear eyes, a trace of blood red climbed up.

A strong sense of guilt hits my heart!

"Senior brother!"

Mu Feng's voice was hoarse, and even, a tear slipped down, but it was quickly wiped away by the young man

"Senior Brother Mu Feng?"

Hearing this, a little vitality appeared in Leng Wushuang's eyes.

Mu Feng looked at the pain in his heart, the generation of Tianjiao of the Biyun Sword Sect who was once in this situation has now fallen into this situation.

Mu Feng only felt that it was as severe pain as ten thousand needles piercing his heart.

A sense of grief and indignation almost made him lose his mind.

"You idiot... If you can't beat them, run away. ”

Suddenly realizing something, Leng Wushuang's face changed slightly, and he called.

Mu Feng's heart was sour, Leng Wushuang had reached such a time, and he was still thinking about himself, Mu Feng's heart was like a Baiwei bottle overturned, and the taste was extremely complicated.

"Evil obstacles, you don't want to run away today!"

Brush Brush Brush Brush!

The figure flickered, and the hundreds of disciples of the Liuyun Sect, in a few breaths, besieged Mu Feng and the others.

Mu Feng, whose eyes were blood-red, glanced at the disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect around him, and said coldly: "You beasts, you deserve to die!"

"Damn it's you. ”

A voice full of murderous intent came from not far away.

I saw that a young man in a brocade robe was full of a strong aura and strode in stride.

(End of chapter)