When the enemies see each other, they are very red! Mu Yuan gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, and he clenched his two fists tightly, and the green tendons bulged and clicked.

But in less than two breaths, he gradually regained his composure, because he knew that if he couldn't control his emotions, he would probably fall into a place of no return.

After all, Feng Xiaosan can appear here, as long as Mu Yuan thinks about it for a while, he can also guess that the remaining two monsters of the Feng clan must also be in this pool.

Even, those two people are rushing to this street at the moment, so there is not much time left for him.

Fortunately, since the three monsters of the Feng Clan suffered from Chang'an's Dacheng Heavenly Tribulation, their brothers have lost more than half of their cultivation, and Feng Xiaosan, who is approaching step by step in front of him, is only in the middle of the condensation stage, which is the same as the cultivation of the child of the Feather Spirit Sect who died under the purple flying sword this morning.

So, Mu Yuan pretended that someone was about to die, and his words were also kind, "If you want to kill or chop, isn't it a small thing at that moment on your fingers?" I'm just a mere mortal who doesn't have time to be surprised or frightened. ”

"Hahaha...... It seems that you are also a spineless coward! Won't you avenge your master before you die? Don't you die and struggle a few times? ”

Feng Xiaosan had already settled on Mu Yuan, he was very comfortable in his heart, and he felt that he had lost most of his cultivation before, and he didn't have too much unwillingness.

Seeing that Feng Xiaosan was close to him less than two feet away, Mu Yuan's eyes inadvertently flashed a trace of fierceness, and he said meaningfully, "Really? Maybe it's not time yet! ”

Then, a purple shadow flashed from his abdomen in an instant, and it went straight to the center of Feng Xiaosan's forehead and eyebrows.

"Poof!" With a bang, a stream of bright red mixed with white liquid shot away from the back of Feng Xiaosan's head like a fountain of water.

Feng Xiaosan's eyes widened, and he looked at Mu Yuan in disbelief and horror, this ...... Is this still the powerless ordinary man he thought of before?

But he can only go to meet the king of Yama with this thought at this moment.

Glancing at Feng Xiaosan, who was lying straight down on the street in front of him, Mu Yuan didn't have much feeling in his heart, after he put away the purple flying sword, he quickly changed into cloud-stepping soft boots, and went straight to the city gate with overlapping afterimages like Fei.

Because he had already sensed that there were two waves of powerful spiritual power fluctuations, and they were hurrying towards this place nearby.

"Where to run!"

A tall and thin figure instantly followed the direction in which Mu Yuan disappeared.

On a windy night with a stiff body, with a few afterimages in the distance with a cane in his hand, he came to Feng Xiaosan, who had no breath and his eyes were wide open, like lightning.

His old face suddenly twitched violently a few times, squatted down, stretched out an old hand full of wrinkled skin, and closed the dead eyes for Feng Xiaosan with trembling hands, and checked the terrible hole on his forehead, he suddenly turned hideous, and let out a cry of grief.

Then, the crutches in his hand were thrown to one place at will, and an arc-shaped silver light flashed from the crutches, and a stone lion in front of a nearby door exploded into lime in an instant!

He was about to pass by to search for Mu Yuan and Yan Ling'er, and the six children of the Feather Spirit Sect led by the black-robed old woman who came from this street all looked at this place......

Out of the city gate, Mu Yuan, who had already run a long distance, felt that he could never get rid of the tall and thin Feng Zheng who was as tall and thin as a bamboo pole a hundred meters behind him, and he was the only one chasing after him, so he simply stopped on that official road, and also wanted to destroy the latecomers under his sword.

"Who are you?"

Feng Zheng caught up with Mu Yuan only two or three feet away in the blink of an eye and stopped, because of his division of labor and cooperation with Feng Ye, he didn't know that Feng Xiaosan was dead, "What happened to your third brother?" ”

"This question, let's give you the courage to imagine it!" Mu Yuan's voice was low, and he was dressed in white clothes and let the night wind flutter.

He stood there, his body was majestic, his back was facing Feng Zheng, as long as Feng Zheng stepped forward two more feet, he immediately launched a thunder sword and gave Feng Zheng a very fatal blow!

"You!" Feng Zheng was furious by Mu Yuan's anger, but he didn't dare to take a half step forward, because he found that he was already a mid-star divine consciousness of the Huachen Rank, and he couldn't even detect the other party's cultivation.

What's more, his current cultivation has fallen to the late stage of the condensation level, which makes him unsure what level the other party's cultivation is, and some uneasiness has appeared in his heart at this moment, and a trace of retreat has emerged.

"Are you trying to back off? You can rest assured, Lao Tzu has not seen people who have been cowardly. Besides, you and I have never met, so you don't have to worry that Lao Tzu will trumpet you or this or that and other glorious events in front of your relatives and friends. ”

Seeing that Feng Zheng hadn't stepped forward for a long time, Mu Yuan also expected that the other party couldn't see his cultivation clearly and had scruples, so he wanted to use the radical method to stimulate his bottom line.

"You, you, you!" Feng Zheng was so angry that he didn't say a complete word.

"What are you, you coward, coward, coward, do you want to do it, Lao Tzu doesn't have so much spare time to accompany you to spend it like this!"

Mu Yuan still used his powerful divine sense to be vigilant against Feng Zheng's every move, and never turned or looked back at the situation behind him.

The more he is like this, the more Feng Zheng is afraid of him.

"You...... All right! Then you strike first. Although Feng Zheng was very annoyed, he still maintained a little rationality.

At this time, a silver scimitar appeared out of thin air on his right hand, which was a natal weapon that had been cultivated by him for several years, and holding it in his hand was not to fight to the death with Mu Yuan, but to defend himself.

He had already made up his mind that once Mu Yuan was really as many great cultivators as he thought, he would immediately choose to slip away.

Mu Yuan had already noticed some subtle movements of Feng Zheng, but he didn't care about it, and in the moonlight, he could vaguely see an arc on the corner of his mouth, "If Lao Tzu makes the first move, you won't have a chance to live." ”

"Also, Lao Tzu knows that you are a coward, are you now making up your mind that you want to run away once you can't beat it, right?"

"How could you even know that?" Feng Zheng was startled, and he said this without even thinking about it, and then realized that he had missed his mouth, and immediately hurriedly took a few steps back.

But at this time, Feng Zheng suddenly felt that the backbone behind him suddenly felt cold and swish, and without thinking about it, he dodged to the side, and used a scimitar to defend himself, but he still failed to intercept the flying object in time.

"Poof!"

The whole right arm was still holding the scimitar tightly, and it was broken off on Feng Zheng's body in an instant and fell on the official road.

"Ahh

Feng Zheng suddenly let out a heart-rending scream, and fell to the ground holding his broken arm.

Seeing that his sneak attack was successful, Mu Yuan held the purple flying sword that flew back to him in his hand, and wanted to step forward to avenge his master's shame.

However, at this moment, he had already sensed that a Huachen level monk was hurrying towards here, once he was entangled by such a level of existence, his cultivation was still only in the middle of the Qi Gathering Stage, it was difficult to guarantee whether he could get out of his pursuit, and he vaguely guessed who it should be.

So, he dropped this sentence and flashed, "Lao Tzu, let you live longer, and get rid of the two of you dogs in the future!" ”

In the blink of an eye, Mu Yuan disappeared into the night......

The next morning, the sky was cloudy, thunder and lightning thunderbolts, the sky and the earth were gray, and it was about to rain heavily.

At the foot of a cliff, Mu Yuan sat in a stone cave on a rather flat and wide stone, and there was a book beside him that had turned a few pages.

Before dawn today, after refining the thousand-year-old fruit berry wine brewed by drinking eight jade bowls in a row last night, he began to refine the hundred bones of his body according to the method in the secret book of "Quenching the Golden Body Nine Heavens".

At this time, white smoke came out of his head, sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his body, his white clothes were penetrated, the whole person was drenched, his expression was very unstable, sometimes calm and peaceful, sometimes twitching to reveal pain.

After half an hour, he finally calmed down, and the ones above his head were gone.

At this time, he opened his eyes, and several lightning bolts danced in his pupils, and his delicate face suddenly showed a little bitterness, and then turned into a face of joy.

His cultivation at this moment had officially entered the early stage of the condensation stage, and the aura in the furnace in his body was already overflowing, and the aura inside had tended to be liquid!

"Hahaha...... Now you can finally use the aura of the furnace to wash and quench the body! Mu Yuan's face was excited, shouting and laughing in this dozens of square meters of stone cave.

What he never expected was that the golden-robed young man gave him a jar of thousand-year-old fruit berry wine, and the miraculous effect in it was dozens of times that of the half jar of fruit berry wine he occupied in Xiaodong Mansion!

Now, the sensing range of his divine sense has also been simultaneously extended to a distance of more than a thousand meters, and his realm has reached the late stage of the Huachen Rank Great Star.

If he met a monk who had cultivated to the late stage of the Transformation Stage at this moment, Mu Yuan was somewhat sure that he would get out of it.

Not only that, even if he had only used the method in "Quenching the Golden Body Nine Heavens" for half an hour, he already vaguely felt that his own hundred bones could be compared to a solid rock.

Then, he stood up and came to the front of the stone wall, and without urging the aura in the furnace in his body, he slammed his fist against the solid stone wall.

Bang!

With a loud bang, a small cloud of dust rose on the stone wall, and in this way, Mu Yuan smashed a fist-sized hole, Mu Yuan suddenly laughed wildly again, and excited laughter filled the stone cave that was not too big.

Then, he remembered that it was time to return to Panlong Mountain, for fear that Yan Ling'er would worry about his safety, and no matter how loud the thunder outside the stone cave was and how heavy the rain was, he urged the soft boots to disappear in the direction of Panlong Mountain......

"Who's that, you hurry up and stop for Benye!"