It's not that Shen Ao doesn't want to leave Saint Qianfeng there completely, but there are no less than dozens of martial artists who snooped around just now, if he wants to kill Saint Qianfeng without leaking out, then the only way to leave all those martial artists there, with Shen Ao's current strength, he will not be conceited that he can kill all the people present now, and Shen Ao also sensitively feels that more than ten strong breaths are coming in this direction.

Shen Ao now has to face the Heavenly Ice Palace and the Nine Yin Gate, and with the Holy Sword Sect where the enemy and the enemy are unknown, it is best not to provoke the Fire Sword Sect now, otherwise these forces will unite, and Shen Ao will only be able to walk around in the end.

Although Saint Qianfeng was a young sect master in the Fire Bathing Sword Sect, his status was too far from that of his eldest brother, Saint Wanjian. But after all, Saint Qianfeng was the son of Saint Tianxiong, and killing Saint Qianfeng in front of everyone's eyes was a blatant attack on the face of the Fire Sword Sect. Even if the Holy Tianxiong didn't treat this son well, it was also the revenge of killing the son, then Shen Ao and the Fire Sword Sect would be an endless situation. Shen Ao believed that after this night, if Sheng Qianfeng was interested, he should not bother him again.

The people around saw Sheng Qianfeng standing there in a daze, and they didn't go forward to talk to him, and they dispersed one after another. As early as when Saint Qianfeng and his party had just arrived, they had already notified their respective family heads and heads. They invariably received this instruction from the head of the house: under normal circumstances, they must not have friction with the young man. It's okay to be cheap when you're on a special occasion, but it's important to keep it secret. However, everyone present was interested in the fierce man just now, a sword was almost at the middle level of the ground level, if this person could be recruited, it would definitely be a big help for this trip. But when they saw the corpses all over the ground, they dispelled that idea. The one just now was not an ordinary master, he didn't even pay attention to the young sect master of the mid-level Fire Bathing Sword Sect, and it was estimated that the heads of his people were not enough to be cut off.

As soon as those people left on the front foot, the group of black-clothed people led by Sheng Qianfeng arrived on the back foot. Originally, these people should have followed Sheng Qianfeng from the beginning, but Sheng Qianfeng thought that with his mid-level strength, he should not encounter any powerful enemies at least, plus these people were not all his descendants, so it was naturally impossible to take them with him at any time, so Sheng Qianfeng asked them to wait at the inn. If it weren't for the fact that Saint Qianfeng hadn't returned for a long time, they wouldn't have come out.

A group of black-clothed people accompanied Sheng Qianfeng in the heavy rain, and no one spoke out to ask what happened to Sheng Qianfeng just now. Ever since they entered the Fire Sword Sect, all that was left in their eyes was orders and obedience.

After a long time, Sheng Qianfeng's eyes finally regained their brightness, and his face became calm again. As if nothing had happened just now, as for whether he wanted him to behave in his heart, it was probably only known to him.

"Let's go, I'm afraid things won't go so smoothly this time. It's best to solve it as soon as possible, if it drags on for a long time, those guys' people will also come, and it will be even more difficult to get benefits at that time" After Saint Qianfeng said this, he took the lead in returning to the inn, and those people from the Fire Sword Sect also followed closely behind Saint Qianfeng, and several of the loyal supporters of Saint Wanjian looked at Saint Qianfeng's figure thoughtfully.

The street, which had been full of bustle just a moment ago, was deserted again, only a few dozen more cold corpses than before.

Gradually, the rain stopped, but the silent killing did not.

Murong Fei sat in the attic all night playing his piano, and the sound of the piano changed from the initial slaughter to the final sadness and sorrow. As the last note fell, Murong Fei finally stood up from where he had sat on the ground, looking up at the dark nothingness in the distance.

"The dawn is coming, but before the dawn is the darkest time in the whole world."

"As long as the darkest time in the sky is over, then it will be the time when the sun rises and infinite vitality emerges"

"You're finally here," Murong Fei said softly to the black-clothed man who didn't know when he appeared beside him, as if he was a friend he hadn't seen for many years. Murong Fei ignored the man in black, and continued to talk to himself after saying hello.

"The darkness will pass after all, but how many people will be swallowed up by the boundless darkness before the morning sun comes"

At the same time, the inns where the major family sects were located were attacked by inexplicable forces, and those people were the same as the black-clothed people that Shen Ao had encountered, and their cultivation was generally at the peak of the Xuan-level intermediary and the Xuan-level. This sudden sneak attack was unexpected by the major forces, although in the end those men in black were wiped out, but the major forces also lost a large number of manpower.

This attack was like a fuse, and the major families also turned from defense to hostility, and friction between them continued, and the situation seemed to be a mess. However, before the reinforcements of the family and the sect arrived, the high-level combat power of the major forces did not move.

If the sneak attack of the major forces by unknown forces can be regarded as a fuse, then Murong Fei, the young head of the Murong family who was in the center of the whirlpool, was hunted down and disappeared, but the news of life and death made all the forces ready to move, and a fight was about to break out.

Murong Xiong's face became extremely haggard, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and the whole person seemed to have lost his whole body of life, like an old man who was about to die. Murong Yun also lost his former agility, his eyes were red, and he was obviously crying.

Murong Xiong hated it, his hope, his pride Murong Fei was silently robbed of Murong Family. By the time he noticed that something had changed, Murong Fei had already disappeared, and only the broken guqin was left in the attic, but the person who played the qin was gone.

Murong Xiong's first reaction was that those people started to do it, and the destruction of the Murong family had finally arrived. For the first time, he no longer felt scared and burdened, and even felt a sense of relief. His son doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, but he shouldn't be any better, and it is estimated that he is more than lucky. He even had the intention of drawing his sword to kill himself, but when he saw Murong Yun, his face became bitter again, no matter what, he even wanted to rescue this little daughter.

"Lao Liu, you go to the inn and invite Menggongzi here. Just say that I agreed to his conditions."

Murong Xiong was weak when he said this, but now he can think clearly, anyway, keeping that blue blood fruit, even if he can improve his cultivation, Murong Xiong also knows that with this, he will not have half a chance to survive. Instead of dwelling on the matter of the Blue Blood Fruit, it is better to give it to that Mengchen, maybe he has a chance to lead Murong Yun to escape, which is also the helpless move of a dead horse to be a live horse doctor.

Soon, Lao Liu invited Shen Ao to Murong's house, and of course this scene fell in the eyes of the surrounding spies.

Shen Ao was still as breezy as last time, but there was a faint puzzle in the depths of his eyes.

Before Shen Ao could speak, Murong Xiong spoke first.

"As long as Meng Gongzi can take the little girl out of the Eastern Wilderness City and ensure her safety for 5 years, then the matter of the Blue Blood Fruit will be handed over immediately."

Contrary to Murong Xiong's expectations, Shen Ao did not agree immediately.

"There is something I don't understand, I hope the head of the Murong family can explain it to you, otherwise you don't want this blue blood fruit in the next place."

Murong Xiong's heart suddenly burst out, and he had a faint sense of foreboding.