"Two dog minions!" Seeing the two of them disappear, Mu Liancheng cursed with a complaint.

There were also several slave-born spiritual masters in the seat, and when they heard this, although they were unhappy, they could only drink or leave under the pretext.

Fan Tian walked out of the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, and was blown by the night wind outside, and the wine strength woke up for three points, and at that moment, he silently used his spiritual power to force the wine out of his fingertips.

Wei Zhen saw a few threads of water flowing straight down his fingertips, and couldn't help but say, "Why didn't Brother Fan just force the wine out of his body?"

Fan Tian showed a touch of helplessness, and said gloomily: "Doing that, after all, it is disrespectful to Mu Qigongzi and Mu Shangyuan! We are slaves, and we are always inferior in their eyes, so we must be careful about everything, and you will understand these later." ”

"You go back and get some rest. Fan Tian patted him on the shoulder and walked to his room.

Wei Zhen walked to the most remote backyard of the City Lord's Mansion and entered a small single room, which was specially used for the Mu family's slaves to live.

He had no intention of sleeping, so he began to sit cross-legged and concentrate on cultivating his mental power.

In the past month, he has followed Fan Tian during the day to do some chores, and at night, he is alone with the ugly face and mute, and most of the time is used to improve his mental power. Perhaps because of the change in the sect, his spirit was stimulated, and he made some progress in his mental power, but this was discovered by himself when he occasionally accepted the spirit.

At about two o'clock, a sharp chirp suddenly sounded in the outer courtyard, followed by a series of angry rebukes, mixed with the sound of gold and iron intersecting blades.

"Who is the master? Please show up. The Mu family will be Fan Tian here. Fan Tianhao's voice spread far away in the deep night like rolling thunder.

Wei Zhen didn't know what was going on, his body jumped up from the bed, and he rushed out of the single room in an instant. At this time, there were several fires in the city lord's mansion that rose into the sky, and in the firelight, the sword shadow and sword light flickered, and there were screams.

"Where are the rats, dare to attack my Mu clan?" At the same time, another voice rose from the direction of the main courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, and just by listening to this breath, he knew that it was Mu Liancheng.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly struck out from the shadows in the corner of the courtyard in the darkness, and a curved hook with a trace of green light struck his back body.

Although Mu Liancheng is not a very good person, he is also a beginner-level spirit captain cultivator, his reaction is extremely fast, his figure flashed, and the dark cyan long knife in his hand slashed down, colliding with the opponent's hook.

The figure sank sharply, and once again disappeared into the darkness.

Mu Liancheng thought that the opponent was menacing, but he didn't expect it to be so vulnerable, and he was about to be proud in his heart, but he saw a few wisps of green light almost at lightning speed invade the long knife in his hand and spread to his arm.

He let out a strange scream, and the disc flying spirit weapon under his feet immediately became unstable, and his body shook and almost fell.

The sneak attacker flashed out again, swinging the hook down, and slashing at him from afar, a phantom hook composed of green rays came straight to the door.

Fan Tian and Mu Liancheng were separated by a courtyard, and it was too late to rescue him.

At this moment, a long gong flew over, blocking the green shadow hook when it was not allowed to strike, Mu Liancheng got this respite, and his body fell back into the courtyard in embarrassment.

"Who is a madman, who dares to be presumptuous under Mu Mou's rule?"

It was Mu Shangyuan, the lord of the Haiqi Country, who arrived in time to rescue Mu Liancheng, but despite this, he still broke out in a cold sweat.

Although Mu Liancheng is not very valued in the Mu clan, if something goes wrong here, he can't afford to take this responsibility.

Mu Shangyuan was furious, and chased after that figure and fought hard.

Gradually, the figures of the two appeared in mid-air, and Mu Shangyuan's hair was all open, and his face was full of purple. The person opposite him, with a green face and blue skin, was surrounded by a cold air, and every hook was swung out without sound, which was extremely weird.

The fight here had already alarmed the slave army outside the city lord's mansion, and dozens of fire dragons from afar hurried towards this side, but they saw a shadow silently spreading, all the fire dragons were extinguished almost instantly, and they fell into darkness again in an instant, and a wave of spiritual power that made everyone's hearts palpitate rippled from the place where the fire dragon was extinguished.

Mu Shangyuan and the blue-faced man were entangled together, and both sides quickly collided with melee spirit skills, seemingly equal. But the more he fought, the more frightened he became, and after each collision, he felt that a trace of cold power invaded his body, causing his spiritual power to run out of sluggishness.

Fan Tian looked in all directions, knowing that the real enemy had not yet appeared, but he also understood that the battle situation could not be delayed, and in a few flashes of his body, when Mu Shangyuan was separated from the opponent's figure, he quickly pinched out a seal with both hands, and a fiery red palm print took off his hand and shot towards the blue-faced man in mid-air.

The blue-faced man was caught off guard, and bursts of black mist suddenly poured out of his body, and the fiery red palm print turned into a red mang, and an extremely terrible scream suddenly came out of the black mist, and in a breath, the black mist contracted sharply and disappeared along with the green-faced man.

"Netherworld?" Mu Shangyuan called out these two words with a pale face, and it was only then that he recognized the origin of his opponent.

Fan Tian appeared suddenly, stretched out his palm and pressed on his left shoulder, and a stream of fire attribute spiritual power poured in, and the cold power in his body had been dispelled in a few breaths.

Mu Shangyuan's face replied with a little blood, and he was sincerely grateful: "Thank you Fan Lingwei." ”

Fan Tian smiled lightly, and said with a heavy expression: "The lord of the country is polite, but the real enemy has not yet appeared." ”

Mu Shangyuan's eyes jumped when he heard this, and he hurriedly grabbed a few pills and swallowed them in one gulp, taking advantage of this time to replenish the spiritual power consumed.

"I didn't expect that there was a netherworld person here, and this matter must be reported to the second son immediately. Fan Tian said with a frown.

Mu Shangyuan's ruddy face suddenly darkened again, and people from the Netherworld Continent appeared in the Haiqi Country, and the responsibility for his negligence was inevitable.

Just when the two of them were thinking about each other, suddenly a gloomy voice sounded in the night wind without warning: "Hand over the Yin Soul Bead and let you live." ”

This voice seemed to come from the void, and his tone was not hurried or slow, and he seemed very patient.

Fan Tian's face was extremely solemn, and he slowly pulled out the Heaven Opening Axe on his back, and his eyes were tightly locked on the void dozens of zhang away in front of him.

There, a long figure gradually revealed, this person had the same blue nose and blue face as the previous sneak attacker, but he had a strange black hair shawl, and with his appearance, a powerful coercion was released in all directions.

In the main courtyard, Mu Liancheng had just recovered from his injuries, and then he felt this invisible coercion, and his calves and stomach trembled involuntarily: "Netherworld?" His own cultivation is not high, but his eyesight is still there.

Mu Shangyuan's mood was really the same as him, and his heart was even more bitter.

Fan Tian, Mu Liancheng and the others came to this remote Chidi Realm from the Cold Mountain Realm, ostensibly to complete the transaction with the Nanyang Kingdom, but in fact, it was for the "Yin Soul Bead" that this Netherworld General said.

Although the Nanyang Kingdom is a small country in the sea area of the Red Earth Realm, it maintains trade with the Haiqi Country all the year round, and several seabed things produced in the country are exactly what the Mu clan needs in the Cold Mountain Realm.

Half a year ago, the lord of the Nanyang Kingdom sent a message that he had found a bead of unknown origin in a wonderful place under the sea, which seemed to be condensed by water vapor and could absorb the surrounding breath to grow. The news was transmitted back to the Hanshan Realm, and the people in the Mu clan immediately judged that the bead was a "Yin Soul Bead", and the so-called wonderful place was a natural "Yin Qi Cave", and the Yin Soul Bead was generated in five hundred years, and the preciousness was naturally amazing. In order not to attract attention, this is why Fan Tian, Mu Liancheng and others made a trip to the Chidi Realm.

Mu Liancheng is a descendant of the Mu clan, and this important physical matter should be entrusted to him for safekeeping. But it was precisely because of this that he was the first to be attacked by the Nether Captain.

On the scene, the Mu people only felt that they were shrouded by this invisible coercion, and they were breathless.

Mu Shangyuan's heart was empty, after all, he was the lord of a country, and immediately plucked up his courage and said: "Who is Your Excellency?

"Bang!" the Nether General sneered. "General Ben has his own way. ”

Fan Tian was silent for a long time, and said meaningfully: "General, please go back." ”

"Rank 9 Spirit Lieutenant, your cultivation is good, but you don't have this qualification yet. The Netherworld General said coldly, among all the people, only Fan Tian made him a little jealous.

When Mu Liancheng and Mu Shangyuan heard him say this, they forgot for a moment that they were in danger, and looked at Fan Tian at the same time with complicated eyes, they really didn't expect that Fan Tian's cultivation had surpassed them by so much.

"It seems that General Ben doesn't kill much, won't he hand over the things honestly?"

The Netherworld General stretched out his big hand and made a move forward, a white bone sword appeared, and with a random wave, a sword glowing with a ghostly light slashed towards Fan Tian and Mu Shangyuan like cold lightning.

Fan Tian's eyes burst with fine light, as if he was already ready to attack, and with a deep shout, the Open Heaven Axe slashed out violently, and the light of Dao flames faintly appeared between the axe bodies.

This is the spiritual skill he practiced, "Earth Flame Dance".

Mu Liancheng was already in a mess at this time, and shouted loudly: "Uncle Shangyuan, hurry back!" He was not worried about Mu Shangyuan's safety, but when he saw the Netherworld General make a move, he was worried that another Netherworld Spiritual Cultivator would raid and his own life would be guaranteed.

When Mu Shangyuan heard this, his purple face twitched, and he scolded secretly in his heart: "Damn, Lao Tzu also wants to retreat, but can he retreat at this time?" If he really retreats at this time, he is afraid that his hard-won position as the lord of the country will come to an end.

He learned from Fan Tian to let out a sharp roar, danced his hands and sang, and brought up a piece of blue light to meet the cold sword light.

With a "bang", there was a loud bang in the air, and an axe and two maces instantly collided with the ghostly sword ray.

Mu Shangyuan screamed miserably, vomited blood in his mouth, and the whole person flew upside down, and only half of the long mace in his hand remained.

Fan Tian's body retreated, a mouthful of blood was forcibly pressed down by him, his eyes were still where the Netherworld General was standing, but his mouth shouted: "Please the Seventh Prince and the Lord of Mu to help Fan Tian again, the Netherworld General came across the border, and he only had the power of three blows!"