Ye Feng knew that he couldn't ask anything from Yao Yuan's mouth, and if he asked again, he would force him.

He didn't stop at this topic either, and said, "Since it's not the time to move the Mu family, then we can only use assassination." Mu Mingkong wants to kill me, he must die. ”

Yao Yuan immediately nodded and said, "It's the young master, I will arrange someone to assassinate Mu Mingkong immediately." Our Blood Shadow Hall, no, the most important thing in the Blood Shadow Gate is the killer! ”

Ye Feng smiled slightly, this matter was handed over to Yao Yuan to do, and it had already doomed Mu Mingkong's fate.

As for the woman in white—

Ye Feng hated it so much that it was the second time he had dealt with himself.

However, this involved the matter of the ancient martial arts realm, and Ye Feng did not let the people of the Blood Shadow Sect investigate. The woman in white was so powerful that she had a headache when she encountered her, and asking her disciples to check her was like sending her to death.

Let's take note of this feud for now.

When his cultivation reached the ground level, Ye Feng decided to go to the Blood Shadow Sect and the Ghost Witch Sect in person to take these two forces in one pot.

Moreover, he was full of curiosity about the Qin family woman in Yao Yuan's mouth.

What kind of existence can make the entire Mu family, and even the Qin family, look like a dog in front of that woman?

Originally, Ye Feng was full of strong interest in the Qin family, because of Qin Jia.

Since the last time Jade Maiden Peak said goodbye, he had never seen Qin Jia again.

The last time they met, they were too hurried, Qin Jia's face was not good, and his body was weak, which made him worry all the time.

couldn't help but have a strong idea in Ye Feng's heart, and after his injuries healed, he secretly sneaked into the Qin family's compound to find out.

Not only to find out about the woman's situation, but also to see Qin Jia.

……

On a winding mountain road in Baiyun Mountain, Jiangcheng, a group of well-dressed young masters, with their own convoys, roared across the road.

"Mu Shao, we can't catch up with Tian Shao's car!" An anxious voice came from the headset.

"Can't catch up? How can it not catch up? Will his car fly? Mu Mingkong looked at his phone and asked angrily.

"No, young master. He's too fast—"

"Quick? Isn't the driver of that car a professional drag racer? Go up and drag the car and push down Tian Shao's speed - what are you doing to eat? If you can't hold on, I'll go up and drag it-"

"Tian Shao's speed is over 200, and it's still accelerating. Big brother, should we make a move with Tian now? The red-haired young man in a Lamborghini asked with a smile.

"No, let that bunch go first. Only by knowing the other can we be undefeated. Let's enjoy his wonderful performance for a while. Anyway, there are still two laps, let's make efforts later, and don't show our strength first. Mu Mingkong, who was sitting in the co-pilot, said coldly, his face was handsome, but it gave people a very cold feeling.

The red-haired youth nodded hurriedly.

"What's going on?" Mu Mingkong glanced in the rearview mirror and suddenly asked.

"Back?" The red-haired young man looked in the rearview mirror, and it turned out that when they were chasing Tian Shao, a black shadow was chasing after them at a gallop. Their Mu family's convoy all used red vehicles for racing, and if the black car was not a passing person, it must be an enemy.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind?

……

Xia Wei's eyes were on the long row of vehicles blocking him, there was no panic, no fear, his face was extremely calm, but the sneer on the corner of his mouth still showed his disdain, or pity, for these people.

As a disciple of the Poison King, Qing is better than blue, Xia Wei has been ruthless since she was a child, and she can poison her master when she is crazy.

The title of the No. 1 Little Witch of the Holy Mountain is not for fun.

She is cruel, ruthless, murderous, and cunning.

Three years ago, when she went down the mountain, a female anchor who was holding a mobile phone to broadcast live slapped Xia Wei twice, and teased Xia Wei with fans in the live broadcast room, saying that she was wearing such a short leather skirt or something like that.

Then, the female anchor said again, wearing such a short little leather skirt is either a lost girl or a junior.

Xia Wei didn't say a word at the time, took out the scimitar in her bag, and directly wiped the neck of the female anchor.

The female anchor's companions scolded Xia Wei angrily, and in the end they all became Xia Wei's ghosts!

Later, Xia Wei was arrested by her master on charges of indiscriminate killing of innocents and returned to the Holy Mountain, and she thought about it behind closed doors and accompanied the gods and Buddhas for three years.

At the end of the three-year period, Xia Wei had to go down the mountain.

After three years of companionship with gods and Buddhas, how can you still maintain a sense of reverence for ordinary human beings?

Therefore, the first thing Xia Wei did when she went down the mountain was to kill someone.

Kill Mu Mingkong!

My Senior Brother Feng, only I, Xia Wei, can bully.

If someone else bullied him, then he would die under my Xia Wei's scimitar!

It can also be a shotgun.

A scimitar in his left hand, a shotgun in his right hand, and a cruel smile on the corner of his beautiful mouth.

Xia Wei, who was standing in the sunset like this, would always be a nightmare for the disciples of the Holy Mountain.

Including Ye Feng.

With one hand driving the car, the other hand quickly opened the iron box on the passenger seat, and took out a few gun-like weapons from it to assemble them with one hand.

Although she wears a pair of thick, spotless white gloves on her hands, it does not affect her flexibility in the slightest. The steel pipes that had been lying quietly in the grooves of the tin box turned into a lethal shotgun in a moment under her rapid operation.

opened the window, lifted the gun weighing dozens of pounds with one hand, aimed at a red vehicle in front of him, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Syllable!

The back compartment of the battered vehicle was shattered, and after sliding forward for some distance in a series of shrill sounds, it plunged headlong into the bottomless cliffs on both sides of the winding road.

"Young master, there are killers, or heavy weapons!" The yellow-haired young man saw this scene clearly in the rearview mirror and was stunned.

Although Mu Mingkong was not panicked, he said coldly: "Let that group of wastes intercept and knock over the killer's vehicle." ”

The yellow-haired young man hurriedly gave an order through the walkie-talkie, asking their Mu family's vehicle to crash over the killer's black car.

After getting this news, Mu Shao's convoy immediately made a mess. Everyone scattered, some ran forward, some deliberately lagged behind, ready to outflank from behind.

Xia Wei watched coldly, ignoring the performance of the group of clowns, raised her gun again and pulled the trigger, and smashed the rear engine of a speeding vehicle, and then the vehicle that lost control and another car next to it came to an intimate hug.

The third car -

The fourth car -

Xia Wei seems to be the grim reaper who has come to harvest life, and every time she pulls the trigger with her gun, a car will inevitably be destroyed. The cars running in front were all conspicuous and huge live rakes, and for Xia Wei, even the time to aim was saved.

"You all deserve to die." Xia Wei's smile was a little cruel, and the hand that raised the shotgun was unusually calm and resolute.

One person, one gun, and the Mu family's convoy that killed them collapsed.

No one still had the heart to chase Tian Shao's car or continue this drag racing race.

The Mu family's convoy was aimed at the muzzle of the shotgun behind them, and they only thought about how to save their lives. For them, the young master's orders are important, but their own lives are even more important.

There was a person who was not afraid of death who turned the front of the car and was ready to fight for his life, and drove the car madly towards Xia Wei, but before he could run to him, he was shot by Xia Wei. More people were shocked by Xia Wei's fierce and vicious killing methods, and ran forward desperately. Some simply parked their cars on the side of the road and hid behind the vehicles.

Although the Mu family is strong, although they can mobilize a group of killers with accurate marksmanship, they almost killed Ye Feng when they chased him down.

But they are here to race today, not to fight with killers, so Mu Mingkong's subordinates, in this kind of scene, few of them are useful.

Xia Wei ignored the people who parked, and continued to chase forward, her target was Mu Mingkong.

The disciple in charge of intelligence in the Holy Mountain was given poison by her and lay on the ground weakly, and when Xia Wei, who was holding a scimitar, threatened to cut it urgently, the disciple said the information that Xia Wei wanted.

Senior Brother Feng was almost killed, it was Mu Mingkong of the Mu family in Jiangcheng who did it.

There are unjust debtors and owners, of course Xia Wei wants to settle accounts with Mu Mingkong and kill some of Mu Mingkong's dogs. It's also a very happy thing for her.

The red Lamborghini in front of it suddenly slowed down, which was a bit unusual when the other cars were desperately trying to flee forward. Xia Wei's shotgun was aimed at the car, she only enjoyed the pleasure of killing, and she didn't mind how the other party died.

Boom!

This was the first time Xia Wei missed, and the bullet whizzed past the body.

Xia Wei was slightly stunned, and raised her gun to shoot again. This time, three shots were fired in a row, and the bullets rained down on the Lamborghini.

"Young master, jump out of the car!" The red-haired young man didn't dare to show off his driving skills anymore, he had already seen Xia Wei's movements in the rearview mirror, and opened the car door with a shout. Before he signaled, Mu Mingkong had already opened the car door and was ready to jump out of the car.

Bang!

The door slammed open, and two people jumped out of the car. Then roll quickly on the ground to reduce the damage caused by inertia.

Syllable!

All three bullets hit the red car, and the car that lost its driver still maintained a forward posture without driving, and after running for a long distance, it exploded with a bang, and the raging flames lit up the sky.

After Mu Mingkong was able to control his body, he immediately reached into his arms, took out a pistol, and squatted on the ground, ready to fight back.

But the next moment, he only felt a cold neck, and a figure in a leather coat and skirt flashed by.

He didn't see much clearly, only that the leather skirt was short, and the face was beautiful.

And then—there was a gurgling sound in his mouth, and he couldn't speak, for his throat had been cut.

At the same time, Xia Wei shook off the blood stains on the scimitar, didn't look at Mu Mingkong's corpse, turned around and jumped into the black car.

Walk away!