Without waiting for Mu Wanfeng to approach, Kong Ye waved his hand, raised a wave of energy, and sent it flying.

Bang!

Mu Wanfeng crashed into the collapsed pile of wood and stones, and Qianjun also fell to the side.

"Is that all there is to it? Come again!"

So far, except for that weird spar, which is worthy of Kong Ye's careful attention, Mu Wanfeng has already exhausted his donkey skills.

Since he couldn't be made to succumb to his knees, Kong Ye humiliated him, tortured him, and made him worse than dead.

Mu Wanfeng picked up the bricks and tiles covering his body, threw them out casually, and got up from the rubble, picked up Qianjun, and rushed over.

Bang!

This time, Kong Ye increased his strength, and Mu Wanfeng flew out more than ten zhang, and even his ribs were broken.

Mu Wanfeng vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, got up in embarrassment, and coughed violently as soon as a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Ahem, you killed me, old thing?"

Syllable!

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a flower in front of him, and a slap fell heavily on his face, and the person also flew out sideways.

This slap made his brain full of meat, his eyes were full of stars, and he almost didn't faint, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He shook his head a few times, staggered to his feet, and after his eyes found Kong Ye, he drew a bloody smile again.

"Yo, ahem, can you exert some strength, has the strength been drained by those old women?"

Syllable!

Another crisp and loud slap.

Mu Wanfeng fell to the ground, and it took more than a dozen breaths before he could get up, and he fell down twice in a row before he could stand firm.

"Old thing, you ......"

Syllable!

This time, before he finished speaking, he was slapped to the ground by Kong Ye.

Kong Ye stepped on his head, rubbed it vigorously, and said with a cruel smile: "Say, why don't you say it?"

Mu Wanfeng's originally handsome face was suddenly scratched by sand and gravel, and blood flowed like an infusion.

Hanlu watched from the side, neither to leave nor to stay.

It understood that it was not Kong Ye's opponent, and it would be useless to go up to help. But just like that, it can't bear to leave.

Over the past few days, it has also understood a lot of human feelings, how can it not know that what Mu Wanfeng said before is completely fooling himself?

However, Mu Wanfeng treated it very sincerely and taught it a lot of things.

If you walk away like that, it's not human, well, no, it's not human, it's not a thing.

Mu Wanfeng saw that Hanlu hadn't left yet, and she flewed in place with a hesitant face, and suddenly became a little anxious.

He knew that Kong Ye was just taking revenge, and once he was done venting his anger, he would definitely kill him, and then free up his hands to deal with others.

He pressed against Kong Ye's feet, pulled the eyelids, and desperately gave Han Lu a look.

After Han Lu saw it, in the end, reason prevailed, and he turned around and left here with Bai Wufang in his arms.

Chu Hanyan and Ren Wanli glanced at each other, nodded at each other, controlled the remaining living spirit beasts, and led people to follow Hanlu.

In their hearts, Bai Wufeng is far more important than Mu Wanfeng, and there is no need to wade into this troubled water.

Leaving is the wisest choice.

Kong Ye glanced at the cult members who had retreated in a gray manner, and did not intend to chase after them.

He only killed Mu Wanfeng and let go of the rest, which can be regarded as giving some affection, leaving room for turnaround, so as not to make too much trouble in the future.

As long as Bai Wufeng does not die, Bai Mingkong will not jump with him because of a mere Mu Wanfeng.

As for Bai Wufang, the intrigues and tricks are unmatched, but with this alone, he really can't help him now.

After Mu Wanfeng left, she was very relieved.

The green mountains left are here, and he is not afraid of no firewood, although this green mountain is not him.

"Sigh," he spat out the blood foam, and he said vaguely: "Lao Dongxi, don't you have the strength to go......?

Kong Ye raised his foot and stepped down again, stepping Mu Wanfeng's entire head into the ground.

Click!

Then he stepped on Mu Wanfeng's left wrist again, and then he lifted his foot and fell, raised his foot and fell again, repeatedly stepping up inch by inch.

Until the bones of Mu Wanfeng's entire arm were broken by him, he suddenly felt that something was missing.

After thinking about it carefully, he found that it was silent, and he kicked Mu Wanfeng again.

Mu Wanfeng dragged her head with her body, dragged her out of the pit, and rolled out several feet away, just coughing violently.

He endured the pain as hard as he could, his eyes were about to pop out, and he couldn't tell whether blood or sweat was on his forehead, and his face was mixed with dirt.

Seeing him in such a miserable appearance, Kong Ye smirked and said, "Hahaha! Mu Wanfeng, aren't you going to prepare a coffin for the deity?"

"You're going to be rampant? It's the earth fire again, it's the thunder again, what else do you have to do this time?

Mu Wanfeng curled up on the ground, his face covered in blood, like a cooked shrimp.

Kong Ye walked over slowly, and stepped on his ankles again, twisting and upturning.

Mu Wanfeng endured it strongly, but she didn't make a sound, just stared at Kong Ye.

Kong Ye moved up a little, followed Fang Cai's approach, and landed on his feet again, and with a click, he stepped on a broken leg bone.

Mu Wanfeng's eyelids lifted suddenly, and then slowly closed, and she fainted.

Kong Ye snorted and scolded: "Useless thing!

He bent down and was about to lift Mu Wanfeng up and take him back to Lingxiao Pavilion to torture him.

However, Mu Wanfeng's eyes suddenly opened again, and the brilliance of his right hand flashed, and Juhan Bingxin appeared again, slamming into Kong Ye's chest.

Syllable!

This time, Kong Ye's movements were faster, and before he was frozen, he slapped him on the wrist, sending Juhan Bingxin flying.

He straightened up, stepped on Mu Wanfeng's knee, and said with a smile: "The deity knows that you are cunning, and I have long been guarding against you." ”

Mu Wanfeng's face is like ashes, this time it is really exhausted, and the road is at the end of the road.

When Kong Ye's foot was about to fall again, there was a cold, angry shout.

"Enough!"

Xiang Xuelan's face was pale, with a sword in one hand and behind her back with the other, her fists were dragged to death, and her nails were sunk into the flesh.

She didn't have direct contact with Juhan Bingxin, so after such a long time, her body had recovered.

Although it is still a little stiff, it does not have much effect on speech and action.

She met Kong Ye's gaze, tried her best to suppress her emotions, and said coldly: "No matter what, I have been in the same door with him, I beg ...... Don't torture him anymore. ”

This pavilion master made Kong Ye feel comfortable, and asked with interest, "Oh, how are you doing?"

Xiang Xuelan took a deep breath and said slowly: "I don't want to see him again, let him go!"