Feeling the pain coming from the back of his hand, Yin Shaoxuan slowly raised his head and looked at the man.

"Who are you? How dare you do this to this king, do you know who this king is? ”

"Hu Guoxuan, little prince, I naturally recognize you. Why, are you still so arrogant now that you are in our hands? The man said coldly.

"You're so bold, aren't you afraid that this king will kill you?" A fierce light flashed in Yin Shaoxuan's faint eyes.

"Hahaha, when have we Snow Mist Clansmen ever been afraid of your Hujun?" The man burst into laughter.

"Snowmist people? Feng Tian, where is Feng Tian's slut, let her come out to see this king. Yin Shaoxuan shouted.

"Are you worthy to see our holy woman? Yin Shaoxuan, today is your death, and I will definitely avenge the people of the Snow Mist Clan who died tragically in your hands. ”

That Xuewu Clan was none other than Chen Zhidong, one of the Twelve Pavilion Masters of the Snow Mist Pavilion who went to the realm of Corpse Hu Mountain with Fengtian, and Zhang Lin's worship brother. Zhang Lin was killed by the Huhu people, Chen Zhidong didn't know who killed Zhang Lin, and when he heard the saint say that he wanted to crusade against Yin Shaoxuan, he naturally regarded Yin Shaoxuan as his number one enemy.

Yin Shaoxuan snorted coldly and said, "You want to avenge the Snow Mist Clan, that person is Fengtian, right?" Unexpectedly, Feng Tian actually instigated the Snow Mist Clan to make chaos in the Hu Continent for his own personal grudges. This so-called Holy Maiden of the Snow Mist Clan is nothing more than a female demon who kills innocents indiscriminately. ”

"Shut up, you dog thief! Is the reputation of a saint you to tarnish? You privately detain the saint, torture her in every possible way, and make her die for nine lives, just this one is enough for you to die thousands of times, and back then, you instigated Hei Wuxian to rebel, killed Hei Kun, the former patriarch of Dongshan, and tried to seize Yin Tianzheng's position, a thief like you is punished by everyone. ”

After the words were spoken, Chen Zhidong raised the steel knife in his hand and stabbed it towards Yin Shaoxuan, Yin Shaoxuan's face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were tightly closed, but the knife did not stab Yin Shaoxuan, but on the contrary, Chen Zhidong's arrow fell to the ground.

Yin Shaoxuan opened his eyes and looked around, the guards of the Dongshan clan and Daqi had already rushed over, wielding their swords to cut down the emerald feather arrows that were constantly flying out, and the Hu Da Protector of the Dongshan clan was looking for Yin Shaoxuan's traces, Yin Shaoxuan was about to call for help from him, and the man in white suddenly fell from the sky, grabbed Yin Shaoxuan, and took him away from there.

When he came to his senses again, Yin Shaoxuan found himself lying on the top of Corpse Hu Mountain, his hands and feet had already been tightly bound by strong ropes, and he couldn't move at all.

"Who, whoever binds this king, come out, come out quickly."

After speaking, a man in white walked out, holding a scepter engraved with the totem style of the Dongshan clan in his hand, and stood in front of Yin Shaoxuan with a majestic face.

"Who are you?" Yin Shaoxuan was a little scared, and the coldness emanating from the person in front of him made him shudder.

The man smiled faintly, his thin lips opened slightly, and he said something that made Yin Shaoxuan afraid.

"Yin Shaoxuan, I am the soul of Dongshan, and I am here to seek revenge on you."

Yin Shaoxuan looked at him carefully, and then shook his head: "No, you can't be Hei Kun, he is much older than you." Who are you and who are you? ”

"Hahaha, Yin Shaoxuan, there are too many people who want to seek revenge from you, can you tell how many enemies you have? Now, I'll send you to Feng Tian's side first and see what she will do to you. The man in white laughed.

"No, no, no, you can't send this king to the hands of that demon girl, she hates this king to the core, she ......"

Before Yin Shaoxuan's words fell, the man clapped his hands gently, and two teenagers, one white and one black, walked out.

"Master!" The two bowed to the man together.

"Xin'er, Lu'er, send Prince Xuan to the side of the Fengtian Holy Maiden, the master has sworn not to embarrass the Yin family, so if you want to avenge your ancestors, you can only borrow the hand of the Snow Mist Clan." The man in white sighed softly.

"Yes, Master!"

Ling Xin'er and Yan Lu walked towards Yin Shaoxuan, and one of them grabbed him, took him away from Corpse Hu Mountain, and walked towards the direction where Feng Tian was.

At this time, the man in white had already ordered his apprentice to put away the Cuiyu arrow, and in the realm of Corpse Hu Mountain, the Dongshan Clan, Daqi and Xuewu Clan were all looking for Yin Shaoxuan's traces.

"How? Did you find Yin Shaoxuan? Feng Tian asked his own people.

"Back to the Holy Maiden, I haven't found him yet." A Snow Mist guard replied.

"The Dongshan people must not be allowed to find him first." Feng Tian looked at the guard.

"Yes, Holy Maiden, we will go and find him."

As soon as the guard turned around, a huge sack fell from the sky, and when the sack hit the ground, Feng Tian and the guard seemed to hear a cry of pain.

Feng Tian glanced at the guard, who walked over and opened the sack.

"Holy Maiden, it's Yin Shaoxuan." The guard was taken aback.

"What?" Feng Tian walked over and carefully identified it, and sure enough, the sack that fell from the sky contained the little prince of Hu Guoxuan.

"Hmph, it looks like some people want us to kill this beast." Feng Tian smiled faintly.

"Holy Maiden, what to do with this guy now, kill him?" The Snow Mist Guard asked.

"Wait, among the clansmen, there are too many people who hate this beast to the core, let's have a slaughter and propaganda party tonight, so that everyone can take revenge and revenge." A hint of coldness flashed in Feng Tian's eyes.

In fact, Feng Tian herself couldn't figure out why she hated Yin Shaoxuan to the core, maybe the original owner of this body was tortured to death by him, maybe there were other reasons, in short, she knew one thing, that is, Yin Shaoxuan must die.

The night completely swallowed the land, and the Snow Mist Clan temporarily set up a position, lit a bonfire, and Yin Shaoxuan was tied up by the five flowers and knelt in front of Feng Tian.

Feng Tian looked at the Snow Mist Clan people present, and then looked at Yin Shaoxuan.

"Yin Shaoxuan, today is your death date, what else do you want to say?"

Yin Shaoxuan slowly raised his head, glanced at Feng Tian, and then spat at her.

"Feng Tian, you demon girl, this king only hates that he didn't stab you in the chest twice that day. If you kill this king, this king will seek revenge on you even if he dies. ”

"You're almost back to the West, and your mouth is still so nasty."

Feng Tian glanced at a few Snow Mist guards, and those Snow Mist Clansmen stepped forward, tied Yin Shaoxuan to a copper pillar, and then lit a fire around him.

The copper pillar was slowly heated by the fire, and a wisp of green smoke gradually came out of the brocade robe on Yin Shaoxuan's body. The burning sensation stimulated Yin Shaoxuan's body, making him miserable.

"Feng Tian, you slut, if you want to kill it quickly, otherwise after the king's reinforcements come, you will have no chance." Yin Shaoxuan roared angrily.

"Reinforcements?" Feng Tian slowly got up, glanced around, and then smiled coldly.

"Yin Shaoxuan, do you really think that the people of the Dongshan clan will come to save you? The catastrophe is coming, they still have some difficulties in seeking self-preservation, how can they have the kung fu to save you, and don't forget, in addition to the Snow Mist people here, there is also a mysterious force that wants you to die, with them, who do you think can save you? ”

"You ......"

The hope that had just ignited in Yin Shaoxuan's heart was completely extinguished, he looked depressed, hugged the bronze pillar tightly, hoping that he could get out of the sea of suffering that was tortured earlier, but how could Feng Tian let him leave this world so easily?

Feng Tian looked at his clansmen and said to everyone.

"Sons of the Snow Mist Clan, if any of your relatives and friends have been persecuted by this beast, and if they have suffered the losses of this beast, then now is the time for you to take revenge."

As soon as Feng Tian's words fell, countless Snow Mist Clan people rushed towards the copper pillar with steel knives and sharp swords, and the swords kept cutting towards Yin Shaoxuan, and Yin Shaoxuan's painful wails cast a terrifying color on this land.

In the end, Yin Shaoxuan lost his breath, and before he died, he glared at Feng Tian, his eyes were full of hatred and disbelief.

Feng Tian finally killed Yin Shaoxuan, the little prince of the Hu Kingdom, avenging the original owner of this body, and avenging the countless innocent people who died tragically at the hands of Yin Shaoxuan, she ordered someone to throw Yin Shaoxuan's body out, and the Dongshan tribesmen who had been looking for Yin Shaoxuan's whereabouts took away his mutilated body.

After killing Yin Shaoxuan, Feng Tian fainted due to fatigue and the wounds on her body were torn, and when she woke up again, she found herself lying on an extremely luxurious soft couch. She looked around and felt something familiar.