But when he met Mu Zifeng, who had comprehended a layer of sword intent, he didn't have the time for ten breaths, and the golden curtain was useless.

A ray of white light passed through the body of the ancestor of the Autumn Dream Sect, the Yuan Infant shattered, a touch of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the four elephants were broken.

After a breath, the ancestor of the Autumn Dream Sect became a white bone and fell.

Ling Ya and Li Fugui, who were on the side, put away their worries and turned into shock, they could see clearly, and with two moves, they killed the ancestor of the Qiumeng Sect.

The retreat and withered plum, who were hiding in the shadows, also showed a look of shock.

Yang Xiaochan looked entangled and muttered: "Why is he so powerful now? I was worried that he would be killed, but now, I think too much, but if he kills my father, what should I do, I can't deal with him at all." ”

Mu Zifeng was very satisfied, it only took twenty breaths to kill the ancestor of the Autumn Dream Sect, and moreover, the five-style sword move only used the second style.

The other two of them are extremely confident in the ancestor of the Autumn Dream Sect, and in the dead air, they keep smashing the souls, but after they are broken, these souls rush out of the death scroll as if they can't be killed.

The two couldn't help but complain, why hadn't this Qiumeng Sect ancestor killed that little kid yet.

Suddenly, the dead qi dissipated, and the scroll of life and death had already been taken back by Mu Zifeng.

Yang Xiaochan's father said happily: "Is it finally solved?"

But when he looked closely, Mu Zifeng in front of him was still standing in front of him.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and when he opened his eyes again, it was still Mu Zifeng, with an evil smile on his face.

"Patriarch Yang, are you looking for that old man? ”

Yang Xiaochan's father looked sarcastic.

"Boy, if you talk big, you will flash your tongue, and what illusion will you use? and try to deceive me, it's just wishful thinking. ”

Mu Zifeng smiled: "I don't have to lie to you, but if you kill this person next to you, you will believe it." ”

The man next to Yang Xiaochan's father did not change his face and did not speak, but the tip of the sword pointed at Mu Zifeng.

Ten black sword shadows swirled beside Mu Zifeng, and the snow came out.

Mu Zifeng's speed was extremely fast, and the man's reaction was also extremely fast.

Yang Xiaochan's father also saw that this may not be a fantasy, the ancestor is really dead.

A spear appeared in his hand, and the man, left and right, began to flank Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng smiled evilly, and ten sword shadows entangled Yang Xiaochan's father.

Seeing such a strange sword move, Yang Xiaochan's father finally put away his contempt and began to face these ten sword shadows with all his might.

Mu Zifeng controlled the sword shadow while confronting the man.

Extremely distracted, Mu Zifeng knew that he couldn't delay any longer, and the confrontation with the ancestor of the Qiumeng Sect just now had lost a lot of spiritual power.

You Xue changed her moves, and the frost shadow appeared.

Looking at Mu Zifeng, who turned into a white light, the man's face was heavy.

I was shocked: This son, I actually realized the sword intent, I have been cultivating the sword for thousands of years, but I have not realized why he can have this opportunity.

His right hand clenched the sword in his hand.

Even if you have sword intent, so what, a little hairy head, I don't believe it.

The sword body revealed blue light, and a wisp of sword came out, meeting Mu Zifeng's sword move.

Everyone outside the arena looked at the competition between the two great kendo geniuses with anticipation, and a look of worry appeared in Ling Ya's eyes.

The white sword light collided with the blue sword light, emitting a dazzling light, and everyone subconsciously closed their eyes.

When he opened it again, Mu Zifeng was wearing a white shirt, standing in the clouds, and the man's chest was red.

"Make a sword, I am inferior to you. ”

After speaking, he fell backwards.

Mu Zifeng took a deep breath, he didn't devour this person, after all, he had never seen him, unlike the ancestor of the Qiumeng Sect, he had chased and killed him to the Qingshui Sect.

At this moment, Mu Zifeng's spiritual and evil power was extremely consumed, and the ten sword shadows became more and more dim.

Yang Xiaochan's father showed a happy smile, this sword shadow was finally about to be shattered by himself. Peerless Tang Gate fo

Mu Zifeng withdrew the sword transformed by the evil qi and said softly: "You go, I won't kill you." ”

Yang Xiaochan's father sneered: "Don't kill me, kid, kill two Yuan Babies in a row, now, it must be extremely expensive, if you want to trick me into leaving, you will die!"

After that, the tip of the spear was cold, and it quickly killed Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng used his hand as a sword, and instantly reached the center of his eyebrows.

Evil smiled and said, "Do you think you will die?"

Yang Xiaochan shouted: "Don't!"

Volleys jumped into the air.

"Mu Gongzi, my father didn't hurt you, please, you can let him go. ”

Mu Zifeng sneered: "If it weren't for the fact that he wasn't my opponent, now, the person lying on the ground would be me." ”

Yang Xiaochan's father snorted coldly: "Yang Xiaochan, don't think I don't know, this kid is exactly the same as the one back then, the murderer of the son of the sect master of the Qiumeng Sect must also have you, I don't need you to intercede for me." ”

Mu Zifeng moved his gaze to Yang Xiaochan.

"Miss Yang, today, I promise your request, I will not kill him, whether he dies or not, it has nothing to do with me, but after today, I will also repay your kindness to me in the past, and you and I will have nothing to do with it in the future, whether I am the person you have to wait for or not. ”

After that, a blow repelled Yang Xiaochan's father, his face was expressionless, he turned around resolutely, and his eyes did not move to Yang Xiaochan once, and returned to Ling Ya and Li Fugui's side.

Li Fugui was surprised: "Xiao Fengzi, I didn't expect you, you are so powerful now, and you may not be your opponent in the middle of the Yuan Infant." ”

Mu Zifeng smiled implicitly.

The trio boarded the ship and did not choose to fly across the sea.

Yang Xiaochan stared at Mu Zifeng's back, her eyes unconsciously flushed.

Her father snorted coldly: "Don't think about it, that kid back then, there is no trace of his bones, he and him are just imagining, don't think that because of you, my life is saved, I will be grateful to you, Yang Xiaochan, if it weren't for the fact that you are my daughter, when I learned that the young master died, I would have split you in one chapter." ”

With that, he turned and left.

Yang Xiaochan was left alone, her hair dancing in the wind, dressed in red, and she had endless grievances in her heart.

That sentence had nothing to do with it, and it stung her deeply.

The boat was moving away, and she kept looking, as if she could see the man in the boat.

In sight, there was no shadow of the boat, and he smiled poignantly.

Turn away.

What she didn't know was that after this time, it would be Yongjue, but, thousands of years later, an unmarried old woman stood by the river, for some reason, wearing a girl's red dress, and muttered to herself in sadness: "He is him, but his heart is not him, the person who loves me is gone, and a genius comes, and his heart will never have me." ”

silently closed his eyes, and since then there has been no Yang Xiaochan in the world.

Mu Zifeng and the three of them on the boat entered the house.

Mu Zifeng spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Ya nervously held him up.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Zifeng waved his hand, wiped the blood from his mouth, and smiled bitterly.

"It's not a monk of the sword, I still underestimated his blow, and I was a little injured in my carelessness, but it's okay, just breathe for a few days. ”

Li Fugui said with a smile: "Look down on people, have you suffered hardships, do you think you are invincible in the world?" ”

Mu Zifeng snorted coldly: "The world is invincible, not rather, it's just that no matter how much you say, I can still split your sword in half." ”

When Li Fugui heard this, he covered his mouth with his hand, glared at Mu Zifeng fiercely, and sat aside.

Mu Zifeng smiled: "Senior sister, I'm fine, I can still go, you don't have to help me." ”

Ling Ya let go of her hand.

"You're worried like this every time. ”

Mu Zifeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything that I am not sure of." ”

As he spoke, he walked to the bed and sat down cross-legged.