"Subordinates, see the sect master!" Hula, a large number of people knelt down in front of Rui Sisi, all of whom were disciples of the Fengqi Sect, and there were eighteen or nineteen of them.

"Get up, what's going on?" Rui Si Rao is temperament is mild, but seeing these Fengqi Sect disciples who were tortured to the point of not being able to do it, they also showed murderous intentions, and a ball of anger burst out of the ground.

It doesn't matter what kind of fantasy sect he is, if he dares to provoke his aunt's sect, let it become a complete /egg/sect!

"Young man, girl, run quickly, this Fantasy Sect is amazing, they are a sect that has just been established in the past year, and they are at war with the Fengqi Sect, I heard that their Fantasy Sect also has a Demon Venerable in charge, and the Demon King is even more in the sea, you killed their people, they will not let you go!"

A third-order demon master old man walked up to Mu Zifeng tremblingly and spoke with concern.

"Thank you, old man, we know!" Mu Zifeng gave the man a deep salute and casually gave the man a high-grade elixir, which was enough for him to advance to the rank of a fifth-order great magician.

"Thank you, thank you, Childe!" the man's eyes lit up, this is a good thing!

"Run, it should be his Fantasy Sect that is running, the person who moved Mu Zifeng, I'm afraid there is no place to run if he wants to run!"

"Master, hurry up and save Fengqi Sect, they are about to lose their power!"

Xin'er raised her little face and looked at Mu Zifeng pitifully, with pear blossoms and rain on her face, looking very pitiful.

Mu Zifeng touched Xin'er's little head, "Xin'er is not afraid, since the master is back, it will be fine." ”

The black-green light flashed, and everyone was gone.

The old man who was halfway away rubbed his faint old eyes, "Did you meet a fairy?" he knelt on the ground with a plop, "Grandpa Fairy, go slowly!"

But in addition to the crowd standing in amazement, the wandering blood mist, how can there be Mu Zifeng and others!

The winter day hangs high, and the breeze is cold.

Fengqi Mountain is still so tall and majestic, although it is early spring, the magic tree on the mountain has long felt the warmth of the spring breeze, and quietly stretched out the tender buds, everything still looks so beautiful.

What can be very different from this beauty is that the air is filled with a faint smell of blood and a strong murderous aura.

In front of the tall mountain gate of Fengqi Sect, two groups of people were confronting each other.

A group of men in black suits, all tall, vicious, and unruly. A rough estimate is that there were 8,000 people.

On the other side, there were several old men dressed in various costumes, and behind them were a group of Fengqi Sect disciples wearing white disciple uniforms, there were more than 5,000 people, and their aura was sluggish, and they were obviously at a disadvantage in terms of momentum and numbers.

"Rui Beqing, now that the troubled times are coming, don't be obsessed anymore, those who know the times are Junjie, do you think that your Fengqi Sect is still the number one sect in the Demon Forest City area? Obediently hand over Fengqi Mountain, lest we hurt the harmony, otherwise...... Hmph!"

The black-clothed old man at the head spoke recklessly, and the momentum of the peak of the ninth-order great demon master also exuded, quite a bit of a feeling of being high above and looking down on the world, as if in this world, the eldest of heaven and his second child.

"Master Amano, the old man really didn't expect that you would become a lackey of the Fantasy Sect! If you want the territory of our Fengqi Sect, just step on the old man's corpse!"

Ruibe thinned Baden's beard upturned with a resolute expression.

"Don't forget, our sect master is a disciple of the Holy Sect, and it's not something you can afford to provoke!"

"Disciple of the Holy Sect?hahaha, the tone is not small, so what? It's not a soy sauce player, besides, let's recognize a little position, your sect master is just a small disciple of the outer sect of the Holy Sect, can you have such a big face for the Holy Sect to stand out for you?"

"You ......" Ruibe Kiyoshi was scolded back with a word. The face is red for a while and white for a while.

In fact, this Amano is right, there are so many people in the Holy Sect, and which disciple sect is willing to stand up for her?

"What's the matter, today is the deadline, don't make our Fantasy Sect higher-ups unhappy, step on your Fengqi Sect!

"Toad snort—who's so angry!"

With a word that was almost as low as freezing, more than two dozen figures slowly conjured up.

"Sect Master, it's the Sect Master who has returned!

Seeing Rui Sisi, the disciples of the Fengqi Sect all shook their bodies, and they became excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

When they saw Mu Zifeng again, their hearts were even more confident. The decadence on his face was swept away.

"What kind of thing are you?!Whose trouser belt is not fastened, revealing you!" The Venerable Amano saw that Mu Zifeng had no magic fluctuations in his body, and Rui Sisi was a fourth-order magician, the kid with the highest cultivation was only at the peak of the fifth-order great magician, and he was still afraid of such a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

As for how they suddenly appeared, he automatically ignored them. "Who hasn't had a little spell!"

"Oh?" a hint of coldness flashed in Mu Zifeng's eyes.

"Master, it's Xin'er who was caught by this old thing, and he killed a lot of disciples of the Fengqi Sect!"

Xin'er broke free from Rui Sisi's arms and stretched out her hand to point at the Venerable Amano, her eyes overflowing with tears of grievance.

"Old thing, give you two ways, descend or die! Talk back to the master between three breaths!" Mu Zifeng put his hands behind his back.

"Yo yo yo, young man, milk baby! You are not afraid of the wind and flashing your tongue when you say big things, just rely on you? An ordinary person dares to be the enemy of our Fantasy Sect? Between three breaths, thirty breaths, can you bear Uncle Ben!"

Mu Zifeng ignored the Venerable Amano, stretched out three fingers, and gestured three times.

"Hehe, Terran, who do you think you are, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending?" said the Amano smirk.

"Smack!" Before his smile dissipated, he was slapped twenty meters away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a pop, and a mouth full of teeth squirted out far away.

But before he could scream in a hurry, his body flew up suddenly, and when he landed again, his face was trampled under a big foot.

"Phew!"

The onlookers all gasped, that was the peak powerhouse of the ninth-order great magician, just like that, he was slapped like a fly, and he was trampled under his feet like a dead dog, how high is that person's cultivation.

"Master, well done!"

Xin'er clapped her little hands, her eyes were full of little stars, and her aggrieved expression was swept away.

"Stinky boy, let go of our Elder Amano!"

Hula, more than twenty people flew out of the team of the Fantasy Sect, and the highest cultivation was the middle stage of the ninth-order Great Magician, surrounding Mu Zifeng and the others.

"Give you two ways, surrender or die!" Mu Zifeng ignored the people who surrounded him and stretched out three fingers again.

But this time, no one dared to laugh at him anymore.

After three breaths, Mu Zifeng turned his head and said to Nangong Jue.

"Kill them all!"

"What the hell??!"

Not only did the disciples of the Fantasy Sect have a smile on their faces, but even the disciples of the Fengqi Sect have expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"Sisi, you can go play too!"

Mu Zifeng ignored everyone's expressions, but turned his face to Rui Sisi. Rui Sisi bit her lip and nodded slightly, she understood what Mu Zifeng meant, "Although she doesn't like to kill, but the enemy has already hit the doorstep, if she, who is the sect master, doesn't show her strength again, how will she serve the public in the future!"

She handed the Xin'er she was holding in her hand to a female disciple and flew out.

"What? Could it be that my uncle doesn't do it himself?"

The disciple of the Fengqi Sect looked stupid, "What the hell is going on?"

Rui Sisi's personality is weak and kind, and it is obviously not suitable for this society of the jungle, and not long after she was promoted to the demon king, the foundation is still a little floating, Mu Zifeng hopes that through fighting again and again, she will grow up as soon as possible, and at the same time, she will stabilize the foundation and consolidate her cultivation.

As for establishing her own authority in the sect, this is a matter of course.

Blood immediately filled the entire sky.

"Demon Venerable?And it's a high-level Demon Venerable!Demon King, and it's a newly promoted Demon King?!"

Although the Venerable Amano was trampled under the feet of Mu Zifeng, his shock was beyond words, he knew that this errand was so tricky, and he would not take the initiative to ask for help if he was killed, he originally wanted to kick a broken wooden plank, but he wanted to kick it on the steel plate!

As for the more than twenty disciples of the Fantasy Sect who surrounded Mu Zifeng, under the wave of Nangong Jue's hand, they had already turned into a lump of blood rain.

Nangong Jue and Rui Sisi were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, with a wave of Rui Sisi's hand, they took the lives of more than 50 people, and Nangong Jue was even worse, with one palm, at least two hundred disciples of the Fantasy Sect turned into a rain of blood.

"Brothers, go with the old man!"

Ruibe Qing saw that there was a strong man of the Demon Venerable rank on his side, and the sect leader Rui Sisi was also a first-order demon king, so he was still afraid of a yarn. Immediately waved his hand and joined the battle group with 5,000 disciples.

He and those disciples had been bullied for half a month, and the fire in his chest had already been full, and now it burst out all of a sudden, and the momentum shook the sky.

The Master Amano closed his eyes in pain, but he didn't forget to put his hand in his arms and secretly crush a jade slip.

How could his small movements escape Mu Zifeng's spiritual power, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the head of the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Field, and after two breaths, as soon as the palm power was vomited, the Heavenly Heavenly Master was dead.

"Girl, do you want to be an audience with the master?" Mu Zifeng rubbed Xin'er's little head and spoke softly.

Xin'er flashed her big eyes, opened her little hand, and threw herself into Mu Zifeng's arms at once.

With a "whoosh", the two of them rose into the air.