Mo Feng's gaze fell on a middle-aged man among the six people, it was precisely fixed on the purple-gold arc-shaped long knife in the man's hand, he clearly remembered that this was the beloved treasure knife of a disciple of the academy in the early stage of Tongxuan, with the level of Xuan-level high-grade, that disciple had a hearty temperament, that is, his vanity was a little stronger, and his favorite thing was to carry the treasure knife around his waist to show off to his friends, but after seeing Mo Feng, he was embarrassed to hide the treasure knife, for fear of embarrassing the axe in front of his junior disciple.

Now, the knife is in the hands of a complete stranger.

Mo Feng's eyes were slightly cold, and after glancing at Zichenruo, she took out the guqin very tacitly, and the song "Ambush on All Sides" reappeared.

But in the ears of those six people, they couldn't hear the beauty of the music at all, only the boundless magic sound turned into murderous aura and penetrated, making their soul sea full of holes in an instant, except for the two cultivators who were at the peak of the Xuan Xuan Peak who could barely stumble and escape, the other four people were already wailing in pain and began to roll on the ground.

Without Fang Zijin making a move, Mo Feng flicked his fingers lightly, and the six beams of dark demonic light flashed away, floating like fireflies, each gliding through an unpredictable trajectory, and after a few pops, there was an extra blood hole in the eyebrows of these six people, and even the two fastest Tongxuan peak cultivators were no exception.

Seeing the six corpses lying in the ice and snow, Mo Feng didn't rush forward, but said softly: "It's only been less than an hour, and someone has already died. ”

Only then did Fang Zijin understand why Mo Feng had to kill all six of them, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but be silent for a while, and said softly: "Since you choose to come here, you always have to die, I only hope that in a few months, I can see at least a third of my junior brothers and sisters." ”

Mo Feng stepped forward and put away the spirit ring spirit weapons of the six people, and without waiting for him to distribute them, Zichen Ruo said: "Put them all in your place first, and distribute them uniformly every once in a while." ”

Mo Feng didn't pretend to be pretentious, anyway, he didn't look at these things very much, and Zichen Ruo probably didn't care even more.

Because of such a trouble, the three of them couldn't help but be a little silent on the next journey, and even Senior Brother Fang no longer made two jokes, but in this state, the journey was much faster, and when it was slightly dark, a few people swept five hundred miles away, and saw the outline of a small town in the distance.

When he walked into the town, Mo Feng obviously noticed that some people were secretly following him, and at least dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at them intentionally or unintentionally, obviously secretly weighing the catties and catties of Mo Feng's three people.

It seems that this settlement is not a good place either.

As soon as this thought crossed Mo Feng's mind, there was a scream of pain in front of him, mixed with the cry of a little girl.

The three of them turned their heads to take a closer look, but it was a few burly men who forcibly abducted a slender and handsome woman, and a little girl crying and crying on the side and calling her mother.

The passers-by shuttled around, completely ignoring this, as if they had seen it no longer strange. Seeing the strange eyes of the three Mo Feng, an old man who set up a stall on the side of the road hesitated, but still coughed lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Young man, I advise you not to get involved in this kind of thing casually......

"It's just unreasonable, this is too much, can you all pretend not to see it?" The senior brother, who has always had a strong sense of justice, really couldn't stand it anymore, and rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush over.

"Don't meddle. Mo Feng grabbed his sleeve expressionlessly, intending to bypass the area.

Fang Zijin looked at him in amazement, completely unable to understand why Mo Feng was also so cold-blooded, if the few big men who were bullying were cultivators, it would be fine, but it was clear that they were just a few qi cultivators, Mo Feng could casually destroy them with a flick of his fingers, why should he turn a blind eye to tolerate such unrighteous things?

Just as he was dazed, the little girl was pushed by a big man, and fell to the ground, and seeing that one of them had already taken out a dagger with a cruel smile, the child seemed to finally notice that something was wrong, and while crying and weeping, he also staggered to his feet, desperately trying to escape from this place. But her speed is not as fast as that of an adult man, she was caught up after not running a few steps, and she was about to be stabbed in the heart by the dagger.

Fang Zijin suddenly came to his senses, how could he hesitate too much, and directly waved his robe, a golden-blue divine light flashed away, cutting off the heads of those big men, and blood instantly splashed all over the ground.

Passers-by finally raised their eyes to look at this side, some shook their heads, some sighed, and some looked inexplicable, anyway, they still did their own things, and hurried away, showing that they were too lazy to meddle in this matter.

The beautiful woman seemed to be scared silly, and kept standing in place, until the little girl cried and cried into her arms and shouted mother, she suddenly came to her senses, her eyes were red for a moment, and the pear blossoms brought rain, and she timidly approached and thanked her: "Thank you for your help, otherwise the slave family will definitely not be able to escape this catastrophe today......

"You're welcome, I'm just by the way. "Senior Brother Fang faced such a shy and pretty beauty, especially facing her shy watery autumn waves, he couldn't help but have a little fever on his face for a while.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a scribe hurried from a certain street, and when he saw the beautiful woman, he called out to the lady, took her in his arms, and asked eagerly.

The beautiful woman explained, and the middle-aged scribe seemed to notice that there were three Mo Feng next to him, and couldn't help but smile and said: "This, this is really a thank you, if you don't dislike it, come to the cold house to sit for a while, and let me repay a little kindness......

Fang Zijin began to say no, no, and finally couldn't stand the middle-aged scribe's warm invitation several times, so he reluctantly agreed, and chatted with the scribe all the way, and there was a tendency to hate each other.

Mo Feng always watched coldly, and Zichen Ruo was so quiet that he didn't say a word, but at this moment, he finally said softly: "You really don't stop Senior Brother?"

"Always make him suffer a loss, so that he will have a longer memory, and he will not be so easily deceived next time. Mo Feng said lightly.

Zichen Ruo nodded lightly: "The strongest person in this town is also in the late stage of Huazun, even if Senior Brother Fang suffers, he will not have to worry about his life, but you have to be careful." ”

I went around all the way to a secluded courtyard, and when the three of them walked into the gate, the handsome woman who fell behind locked the door without a trace, and a certain thick and leafy senior brother was unaware of it.

"Contemptible people are not good at drinking, so they use tea instead, and I hope the three of them don't mind. After the middle-aged scribe poured three cups of turquoise tea, he began to chat with Fang Zijin, chatting about a lot of strange things, even the originally casual Mo Feng also slightly raised his interest, after all, no matter what the other party's intentions were, these small talk words should be true.

"Gathered in this town, there are both strong and weak, most of them are going to the ice lion and the glass snow snake, the lion hair of the ice lion is as hard as iron, it is best to use it as a refining material, as for the glass snow snake, most of them are cultivators above the late stage of Tongxuan will fight their ideas, after all, the glass snow snake at the level of the deity is not easy to mess with, it is said that if you are bitten, the cultivators below the deity are almost certain to die, the kind of poison is almost incurable, so there are many cultivators who like to use poison every once in a while to catch a few glass snow snakes and come back to extract toxins, although it is not as powerful as the snake king, but it is also a great threat to the cultivators of the metaphysics。 ”

The middle-aged scribe explained for a while, and then asked by the way, "The three of you are still young, why did you come here to join in the fun? ”

Fang Zijin was about to speak, but was lightly interrupted by Mo Feng: "It's just that I came here to experience and improve myself, just relying on meditation always feels like something is missing." ”

"It's naturally good for young people to walk more and see more scenery, when I was as young as you, I also liked to wander around, and now I am more relaxed and tired, if I am not mistaken, the oldest of the three of you is no more than twenty-five, right?" The middle-aged scribe looked at Fang Zijin with a smile.

Fang Zijin could hear the careful temptation in his words, and revealed all his family background very bluntly: "Oh, I'm twenty-two, this is my junior brother and sister, all of whom are only fourteen or fifteen years old." ”

"Well, it's nice to be young. The middle-aged scribe seemed relieved and smiled happily.

Fang Zijin and the middle-aged scribe on this side chatted happily, and the little girl with pigtails on the other side also came to Mo Feng and Zichenruo, blinking her eyes and saying, "My sister is so beautiful, and my brother is so beautiful." ”

The beautiful woman smiled helplessly, touched the little girl's braid and said, "How did my mother teach you?

The little girl muttered aggrievedly, "You can't use beauty......"

Zichen couldn't help but smile lightly, raised his hand and touched the little girl's head, and then slid his hand, and without warning, he stretched out his finger and pressed on the back of the little girl's neck, and with a slight force, she suddenly fainted.

At the same time, the middle-aged scribe put his right hand behind his back and made a gesture quietly, so that the originally quiet courtyard suddenly became less quiet.

More than a dozen figures flew out from various hidden corners of the courtyard, most of them rushing towards Fang Zijin, and the remaining two each were towards Mo Feng and Zichen Ruo respectively.

When Senior Brother Fang was still a little stunned, Mo Feng had already reached out and accurately grabbed the dagger that was stabbing at his abdomen under the stone table, and he didn't even lower his head, just looked at the beautiful woman opposite with wide-eyed eyes in surprise with a slight sneer, and said lightly: "This is your hospitality?"

With a "click", the dagger was broken in two by the ink wind, and the beautiful woman was hit by spiritual power, and couldn't help but let go of her hand, spurting out a mouthful of blood, only the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

"Master Xuanzun?" she exclaimed in disbelief, her face pale, obviously aware that the situation was very bad today.

The middle-aged scribe's face changed sharply, and he was about to make a move on Fang Zijin, but when he heard this, he subconsciously changed the direction of his spiritual technique, so that the rainbow light shot straight towards the center of Mo Feng's eyebrows.

Mo Feng accurately blocked it with a horizontal knife, and also returned a dark magic light to the middle-aged scribe, but he was obviously not as lucky as Mo Feng, although he dodged half of his body as much as possible, he was still pierced through his left shoulder, and blood suddenly sprayed out.