Xiao Feng and Yan Yue'er suppressed their true Yuan Qi at the seventh and ninth levels of the Yuan Infant.

Both of them changed their appearances, and ordinary people would not recognize their identities, so the old and the young in front of them took Xiao Feng as their prey.

"Old Li, this woman is good-looking, don't kill ...... easily" The 'lewd' evil gaze looked at Yan Yue'er's figure, and the young man smiled evilly.

"As for this guy, this young master will solve it. The young man glanced at Xiao Feng disdainfully, turned over his hand and took out a cold sword from the storage ring.

"The young master of the Purple Mansion Palace?"

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows, because the young man opposite was wearing the clothes of the Purple Mansion Palace.

At the beginning, Tao Zuojun, whom Xiao Feng killed in the Xuanyun Secret Territory, was the ninth young master ranked ninth among the many young masters of the Purple Mansion Palace. The purple-clothed young man in front of him is much higher than Tao Zuojun, and his ranking among the young masters of the Purple Mansion Palace should not be low.

"Are you coming, or am I coming?"

Xiao Feng looked at Yan Yue'er beside him.

These two guys dared to fight the idea of the two of them, just by virtue of the blood feud between Zifu Palace and Yan Yue'er, the fate of the two people on the other side was already doomed.

Seeing Xiao Feng and the others, they didn't even take themselves in their eyes, the purple-shirted old man named Li Lao snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Phew!"

The sword light pierced the air and stabbed at Yan Yue'er.

At the same time as the purple-shirted old man made a move, the purple-clothed young man who claimed to be the young master also made a move, and the sword in his hand bloomed, rushing towards Xiao Feng to kill.

"Nine-fold ...... of the Yuan Baby"

Staring at the purple-clothed young man who rushed over, Xiao Feng's eyes showed disdain.

Xiao Feng raised his finger and pointed out.

"Boom!"

The power of the fingers of the king-level battle body directly shattered the true yuan of the purple-clothed young man's battle sword, and in the other party's frightened gaze, his body flew out sideways, the battle sword was out of his hand, and the bones of the arm holding the war sword were all broken.

The purple-clothed young man spurted blood in his mouth, and his face was full of disbelief and horror.

At the same time, before the purple-shirted old man rushed to Yan Yue'er, he felt a majestic pressure coming, like a mountain pressing on him, directly pressing him to the ground, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

At this moment, both the old man in purple and the young master in purple came to their senses in an instant.

This is a kick to the iron plate!

One can make a god and a strong man unable to move and sit still. A one-finger creation of the Yuan Infant Ninefold, especially the condensed Jian Gang, is someone's signature thing!

"You are Xiao Feng!"

The purple-clothed young man's face showed surprise, and his eyes noticed that the beautiful woman with an indifferent face and murderous intent around her body dared to have the slightest lustful heart.

Almost everyone who entered here knew that it was Tianfeng Wujun who walked with Xiao Feng!

And Tianfeng Wujun has a deep blood feud with Zifu Palace, which is also a well-known thing.

Ah, it's over!

The thoughts in the heart of the young man in purple.

"As long as you don't kill me, I, Tao Qingyun, am willing to promise you any conditions!" the purple-clothed young man hurriedly said. If it were possible, he would never have chosen to die.

Xiao Feng smiled dumbly, between martial arts and cultivators, it is common to fight for killing.

If you want to kill others and rob them, you must have the consciousness of being killed and robbing them of treasures and resources.

When you find that you can't beat the other party, you want to beg for mercy, hoping that the other party can let you go, how can there be so many good things in the world?

"Boom!"

A flame burned and rose, and the immobile old man who was oppressed by Yan Yue'er's momentum instantly turned into a torch, howling and screaming in the fire, and in a short moment, it turned into ashes, and there were no bones left.

When Tao Qingyun saw this scene, he was even more frightened, and before he could say more nonsense about begging for mercy and threatening him, Xiao Feng had already thrown out a black flame with his hand.

Fused into the Void Devouring Spirit Fire, Tao Qingyun's body burned into nothingness, leaving not even ashes.

However, at the moment when Tao Qingyun died, a ray of light suddenly flew out of his body, disappeared in a flash, and disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Feng secretly said that it was not good.

Obviously, there is a prohibition in Tao Qingyun's body, once he is killed, he will be known by the powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Palace, and even the Purple Mansion Palace Master who is at the peak realm of the Transformation God already knows that his son has been killed at this moment.

At the beginning, this situation did not occur when Tao Zuojun died, because the Xuanyun Secret Realm was isolated from the outside world, but this small world of the Cave Mansion was different, because the Palace Master of the Purple Mansion was also here.

At the foot of the Black Gold Peak.

The figure of the Purple Mansion Palace Lord trembled suddenly, and a fierce killing intent spread out from his body.

The people next to him all glanced at him, and saw that the face of this Purple Mansion Palace Lord was gloomy to the extreme.

"Purple Mansion Palace Master, what's wrong?"

Yuan Cheng Wujun frowned slightly and asked.

"One of Hongu's sons was killed. The Purple Mansion Palace Lord said gloomily. Although he has many children, there are not many excellent ones, and each of them is given the status of a young master by him, and they are the backbone of the future Zifu Palace.

He is a strong man, and someone dares to kill his son under his nose?

The strong people present all looked at each other, and it was not clear who killed the young master of the Purple Mansion Palace.

"Do you know who did it?"

Fan Tide asked casually and said.

The Purple Mansion Palace Master was angry, but Fan Taide was a sixth-order alchemy master, so it was not easy to offend, "If this palace knew, it wouldn't be so angry."

My son was killed but I don't know who it was, and I can't go and find out now.

"Elder Wan, you go to this area and see what's going on. The Purple Mansion Palace Lord said to an old man beside him that this old man was the Purple Mansion Palace's Avatar Elder, named Wan Liancheng, and had the cultivation of the peak realm of the Purple Mansion Palace.

For his part, he will continue to stay here and explore the palace at the top of the Black Gold Mountain.

"Yes!"

Elder Wan didn't hesitate to respond, then unfolded his body and quickly left the Black Gold Mountain Peak, rushing towards the place pointed out by the Purple Mansion Palace Lord.

This arrangement of the Purple Mansion Palace Lord made the strong men of the other forces frown, because the people who explored and practiced in this small world were all people from all forces, and the strong men of the Purple Mansion Palace inserted themselves into it and made a move against the Yuan Ying of other forces, I am afraid that no one can resist it.

Everyone invariably thought of one person, and that was Tianfeng Wujun, because among the twenty powerhouses, she was the only one who didn't come with everyone.

The scope of this small world is not large, and with the speed of a powerhouse, it only took a quarter of an hour to arrive at the place where Tao Qingyun was killed.

The divine consciousness spread, enveloping a range of thousands of meters, and Wan Liancheng saw the ashes not far away.

"It's not a demon beast, it's the work of other martial cultivators, and it's also a god-level powerhouse!" Wan Liancheng's face darkened, as he keenly sensed the residual trace of god-transforming aura in the air around him.

Entering the small world, the nineteen gods stayed at the foot of the Black Gold Mountain, only one Tianfeng Martial Monarch did not follow, who was the murderer, it was obvious!

Wan Liancheng took out the sound transmission box and told the Purple Mansion Palace Master his guess.

The Purple Mansion Palace Lord's response was simple.

There is only one word, "Kill!", Wan Liancheng did not have any doubts about the palace master's order, put away the sound transmission box, his figure flashed, and disappeared in place.

(End of chapter)