When Mu Xian was staring at the Divine Blood Chalcedony in a daze, he found that the Divine Blood Chalcedony flew up suddenly, and Zuihou fell straight to his chest, and then he was suspended there motionless.

Mu Xian looked at the Flame Demon Tiger suspiciously, only to find that the Flame Demon Tiger was nodding at him, and his eyes were full of expectation.

Although the Flame Demon Tiger did not speak, Mu Xian understood the meaning in the eyes of the Flame Demon Tiger.

"Xiaohuo, I'm in danger now, and I urgently need to improve my strength, this divine blood chalcedony is too timely for me, so I won't be hypocritical with you. After Mu Xian pondered for a long time, he reached out and held the divine blood chalcedony.

Mu Xian originally just wanted to prepare a potion with itchy hands, so he took the initiative to help the Flame Demon Tiger improve his strength, and he didn't have any other thoughts in his heart.

After inadvertently receiving a generous reward from the Flame Demon Tiger, Mu Xian was moved, and he silently made up his mind in his heart that no matter how strong he was in the future, he would not be able to leave the Flame Demon Tiger.

Seeing that Mu Xian accepted his gift, the Flame Demon Tiger's eyes showed a happy look, and there were bursts of snorting sounds in his nose.

Mu Xian didn't put the divine blood chalcedony into his arms by himself, but squatted down, picked up a relatively large piece of jade, and began to slash it with a black iron sword.

Half a pillar of incense time passed, and a delicate jade box was born from Mu Xian's hands.

Mu Xian immediately put the divine blood chalcedony into the jade box, and the rich spiritual power in the stone cave suddenly faded until it disappeared, and Mu Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaohuo, I'll go home first, and when the family crisis is resolved, I'll come to the mountains to play with you. After putting the jade box containing the divine blood chalcedony into his arms, Mu Xian couldn't help but stroke the head of the Flame Demon Tiger again, and then resolutely turned around and left.

Seeing Mu Xian's rapidly disappearing back, the Flame Demon Tiger did not chase Mu Xian, but watched Mu Xian leave with reluctant eyes, until Mu Xian's figure disappeared, it raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar.

After Mu Xian descended the mountain, he first returned to the location where the carriage was, and found that Ling Tian was not waiting for him there, so Mu Xian immediately turned around and galloped straight in the direction of Shitang Town.

The Mu family is located in the southwest of Shitang Town, bordering Shenduan Mountain, Mu Xian has just stepped out of Shenduan Mountain, and the courtyard of the Mu family has already appeared in front of him.

Seeing that he was about to arrive home, Mu Xian's heart gave birth to a trace of timidity, and he felt a little unable to take a step.

"That's it, what should be faced must be faced after all, and I hope that it will not be seen as flawed. Thinking of the shrewdness of Tang Qiluo, the mother of the previous owner of the body, Mu Xian sighed, and then walked towards Mu Mansion with a hard head.

Soon, Ling Tian and Mu Xian stopped.

Because he was just close to the Mu family's mansion, Mu Xian heard a fierce commotion coming from the courtyard, and at the same time, a strong smell of blood also came to his nose, and it was obvious that the Mu family was not quiet at this time.

A feeling of uneasiness came to Mu Xian's heart, he frowned, no longer walked towards the gate, but went directly around the outside of the wall of the north courtyard, and found that there was no one left and right, so he quickly climbed over the wall and entered.

The noise came from the direction of the north courtyard of the Mu family, and the north courtyard was where Mu Xian's parents lived on weekdays, at this time Mu Xian's father Mu Yuanshan went out and did not return, so only Mu Xian's mother Tang Qiluo lived in it alone, seeing that someone was so bold that he dared to make trouble in the north courtyard, Mu Xian's face became extremely ugly.

Maybe the guards of the Mu family were attracted by the movement of the North Courtyard, so that Mu Xian was like no one and successfully infiltrated the North Courtyard.

Mu Xian quickly found Ling Tian's figure in the crowd, but when Mu Xian saw the tragic image on Ling Tian's body, he couldn't help but feel like his eyes were split, and his eyes suddenly became extremely blood-red.

Because Ling Tian's whole body was densely covered with wounds at this time, he could hardly find a complete place, his right hand was even more broken at shoulder length, and the broad-backed long knife was also lying desolate at Ling Tian's feet.

A large hole was opened in Ling Tian's waist and abdomen, and a section of intestines was exposed from it, and Ling Tian himself pressed it with his left hand.

Although the wide-backed long knife was by Ling Tian's side, Ling Tian didn't even have the strength to bend down to pick up the knife at this time, which was undoubtedly a huge humiliation for him who had always kept the knife in his hand.

In fact, it was very difficult for Ling Tian to stand up straight at this time, and the reason why his body did not fall was because an ugly young man next to him was holding him tightly.

From the memories of fusion, Mu Xian knew that this ugly young man's name was Ling Zhan, he was Ling Tian's son, and he was also Mu Xian's most haode playmate, and there was no one.

Ling Zhan had a wide nose and a wide mouth, his hair was unkempt, and his appearance was extremely ugly, but his body shape was particularly amazing, Ling Tian was already strong and burly enough, but Ling Zhan was a head taller than Ling Tian, and his body was also a full circle stronger than Ling Tian.

Ling Zhan's clothes were in tatters at this time, his face was covered in blood, and his eyes were full of tears of hatred.

Ling Zhan held a three-zhang long stainless steel halberd in his hand, standing firmly at the door of the north courtyard like a door god, with the momentum of a man who could not be opened.

Behind Ling Tian and Ling Zhan's father and son, there were more than a dozen people lying horizontally, some of these people had already lost their breath, and some of them had only half a breath left from their stump limbs, and the strong smell of blood emanated from them, filling the entire courtyard.

Ling Tian spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, his eyes gloomily looked at the dozens of figures standing in front of him, and said coldly: "Mu Deyu, the eldest brother and sister-in-law treat you like a mountain on weekdays, why do you want to do things in a desperate way?"

Mu Yuanshan's miserly name Shitang Town is known to everyone, and Tang Qiluo's reputation for being calculating is also well known, with their husband's and wife's indefatigable character, they may be as kind to me as a mountain? Why don't you say that they want to buy me and my people to collect money for their husband and wife?"

As soon as Ling Tian's words fell, an old man in a gray robe spat out angrily.

This gray-robed old man is the great elder of the Mu family, Mu Deyu, and he is also another martial artist of the Mu family, in addition to Mu Guitu, who has cultivated the Great Perfection of the Ning Yuan Realm.

There were also more than two dozen people lying beside Mu Deyu, these people either had long swords in their bodies, or their bodies had become two, and they had a common feature, that is, they were all breathless.

However, compared to the fact that there were only two people left at the gate of the north courtyard, Ling Tian and Ling Zhan's father and son, who could stand, there were still more than forty people standing on Mu Deyu's side.

"Ling Tian, your father and son are not from our Mu family, there is no need to get involved in the affairs of our Mu family, if you know each other, let me get out of the way quickly, otherwise, today next year will be the sacrifice day of your father and son. At the end, Mu Deyu glanced at Ling Tian with fear and scolded sharply.

Mu Deyu couldn't help but be afraid of Ling Tian, he originally thought that if he cultivated to defeat Ling Tian by one level, he would definitely be able to win against Ling Tian, but it turned out that it was not the case at all when he really fought.

Ling Tian's sword technique was completely a murderous knife technique, every time he swung his knife, he would inevitably take away a life, Ling Tian swung out more than twenty knives, and even directly put down more than twenty people, among these twenty or so people, there were not only physical realm cultivators, but also Ning Yuan Realm monks, among them, there were also people who were also high-level cultivators of Ning Yuan Realm like Ling Tian.

Mu Deyu watched his people being killed one by one, and he was so angry that he wanted to save people several times, but he was frightened by Ling Tian's fighting style, and he was stunned that he couldn't save the next person.

In Mu Deyu's eyes, Ling Tian had already become a madman, even if Ling Tian couldn't see it, Mu Deyu didn't dare to use force against Ling Tian, he was afraid that this madman would pull his back before he died.

"Old dog, the lives of our father and son are here, if you want to take it directly, if our father and son blink, they will not be heroes. Ling Tian sneered when he heard this, and said awe-inspiringly: "As for letting our father and son take the initiative to give way, you can dream about it." ”

"Big brother, what are you talking about with this madman, he can't even stand on his feet at this time, I can end his life with a casual sword, and as for his ugly son, there is no need to worry. As soon as Ling Tian's words fell, an old man behind Mu Deyu couldn't help but urge.

The old man who spoke was named Mu Deguang, who was Mu Deyu's younger brother and the fourth elder of the Mu family, and cultivated in the early stage of Ning Yuan Realm. Although Mu Deguang is old, he is notoriously lustful, and his body has long been hollowed out by wine, and when it comes to real combat effectiveness, he is not as good as a martial artist who has cultivated in the Great Perfection of the Physical Realm.

"Great Elder, what the Fourth Elder said is extremely true, Ling Tian has already killed so many of us, it is impossible to just settle the festival in between, the current Ling Tian is just the end of the crossbow, there is nothing to worry about, and his ugly ghost son only has a bit of brute strength, and he has not even stepped into the realm of Ning Yuan Realm, let alone escaped from the palm of our hands. Seeing that Mu Deyu was slow to make a decision, the other elder couldn't help but speak out on the side.

As Mu Deguang and the other elder spoke, the people behind Mu Deyu also echoed each other.

Hearing the shameless words of those people around Mu Deyu, the people on the side of the North Courtyard were so angry that their faces were flushed, but at this time, except for Ling Tian and Ling Zhan's father and son, the rest of the people in the North Courtyard were pale and pale, obviously looking like they were exhausted of Yuan power, even if they were angry in their hearts, they were speechless.

"Ling Tian, since you don't know what to do, then I have to send your son on the road first. Being repeatedly rejected by Ling Tian, Mu Deyu also showed a look of annoyance and anger on his face, he knew that if he didn't make a move, his prestige would be completely gone.

After Mu Deyu finished speaking, the fierce sword aura quickly spread on the long sword in his hand, and the fierce aura also broke out of his body, piercing through the clouds and mist, and poured out directly towards Ling Zhan's body.

"Mu Deyu, you still have to be shameless, you are over half a hundred years old, you actually made a move towards a child, what is the matter you rush at me. Mu Deyu was just about to make a move, when the gate of the north courtyard creaked open, and then a clear sound came from the courtyard.

Hearing this voice, Mu Deyu's body froze, and then his eyes subconsciously looked in the direction of the gate of the north courtyard.