Mu Wanfeng's voice was not loud, but the people in Lingxiao Pavilion could hear it clearly.

He walked towards Zhuo Yunfan step by step, his eyes exuding a bone-chilling coldness, as if he could freeze the air.

The poor are afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal are afraid of the stunned, and the stunned are afraid of dying.

Although Mu Wanfeng was alone, for a moment, everyone in Lingxiao Pavilion was intimidated by his momentum, and they all took a step back and stared at him vigilantly.

When they found out that the person who had come was just a monk in the foundation building period, they immediately became angry.

Senior brother surnamed Wang saw Mu Wanfeng's dress clearly, and knew that he was a person from Yuntian Palace, and he didn't want to make any extraneous branches.

He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "This Hongyan was captured by our Lingxiao Pavilion, Your Excellency suddenly killed it at this time, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?"

Mu Wanfeng didn't stop, and slowly approached the people of Lingxiao Pavilion, and the body of the gun rubbed on the ground, sizzling.

At this time, a female disciple quickly stopped in front of Mu Wanfeng, and sneered sharply: "A kid who has built a double foundation, he also wants to come over and get a piece of the pie, and he doesn't pee in the mirror......"

Before she could finish speaking, Mu Wanfeng didn't see any movement under her feet, and jumped out of a distance of five zhang like lightning, and when she arrived in front of her, she didn't even bring a trace of the breeze.

Seeing Mu Wanfeng, who was like a ghost, close to herself, the female disciple's eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "You ......"

Mu Wanfeng's spear swept across, and after a muffled bang, the body of the sentence mang's spear smashed into the female disciple's waist.

The female disciple didn't even have time to think, so she was swept away more than ten zhang away, rolling to the ground and unable to get up.

Mu Wanfeng looked at the female disciple holding her lower abdomen, vomiting blood and not stopping, and said indifferently: "For the sake of you being a woman, I said one last time, get out!"

Wen San and the others who came later, seeing Mu Wanfeng's domineering scene, their eyes were about to fall to the ground, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

They knew that Mu Wanfeng was powerful, but they didn't expect to see each other for three years, and they still underestimated Mu Wanfeng's strength.

The female disciples who were lying on the ground and vomiting blood, like them, were all in the realm of building the foundation of the ninefold.

The so-called sparrows in the mountains also have two taels of meat, not to mention the monks who build the foundation of the ninefold, it is impossible to be so fragile, right?

After Wen San was a long time later, he was very depressed and asked Wen Er, "Uh...... Second brother, we have been ...... for the past three years. What are you doing?"

Wen Er waved his hand and said, "Don't ask me, let me calm down for a while." ”

Wen Yi was also very depressed in his heart, blushing because of his self-inflicted feelings. In vain, he still carried Mu Wanfeng and hid just now, and others didn't take the people of Lingxiao Pavilion in their eyes at all.

Wen San turned his head to look at Mu Wanfeng again, and seeing that he looked at ease, he couldn't help but guess in his heart that even if Fang Zhengzhong was still alive and standing in front of Mu Wanfeng, he might have to die again.

Mu Wanfeng said yesterday that he needed a high-grade aura to be able to continue cultivating, but in fact, the three of them were a little skeptical.

Now that they have witnessed the process of Mu Wanfeng's move, they have already believed it for eight or nine points.

People are like this, as long as you subvert his cognition, he will think that you are either a pervert, or a cow, a ghost, a snake god.

In short, it's about finding a reason to come out, explaining something out of the ordinary, and convincing yourself.

Zhuo Yunfan looked at Mu Wanfeng, who was approaching him step by step, and said in surprise: "You, you are ...... You're not dead?"

Three years ago, his realm was still low, and he didn't know much about what happened in Baihua Valley. He was shocked that under the riot of the spirit beasts in Yandang Mountain, Mu Wanfeng could still come out alive.

Mu Wanfeng didn't say a word, as if she hadn't heard his words, and walked closer by herself.

Looking at the female Hongyan cinnabar teardrops, Mu Wanfeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she said in a calm tone: "Let it go!"

Zhuo Yunfan saw Mu Wanfeng's repeated threats, but he didn't take himself seriously at all, and the new hatred and old hatred added up, which made him immediately angry: "Don't be too rampant!"

The husband sings and has his own wife.

At this time, Jiang Jie jumped out, sneered, and mocked: "If I remember correctly, your name is Mu Wanfeng, right? With my senior brother here, there are a total of five Jindan periods, and Senior Brother Wang is even the sevenfold realm of Jindan, what is it that strengthens your dog's guts! How dare you threaten my senior brother?"

Mu Wanfeng didn't even look at her, picked up the spear, pointed the tip of the spear at Zhuo Yunfan, and said, "With this gun in my hand!"

Zhuo Yunfan lifted the neck of Female Hongyan, stood up sharply, and said angrily: "Don't be ashamed!"

The female Hongyan fluttered her body, and on her huge body, a pair of short wings and short feet waved, which looked quite funny.

But Mu Wanfeng couldn't smile at all when he saw the blood and tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

Female Hongyan looked at Mu Wanfeng with two eyes sadly, as if she knew that he was here to help her, and she couldn't stop screaming, as if she was asking him for help.

However, because Zhuo Yunfan's hand was tightly clasped on its throat, it could only make a babbling sound.

Mu Wanfeng's heart was pinched hard, and she lowered her head and asked Xiaomi, "Xiaomi, what is it talking about?"

From the moment they arrived, Millet knew what the male and female Hongyan were chirping, and at first it was nothing more than some crying.

At this time, female Hongyan felt that Mu Wanfeng's body was flowing with the breath of a thousand mountains, and it was extremely kind, so she was indeed asking him.

However, what it asked for was not to let Mu Wanfeng save it, but to kill Ling Xiao Pavilion and the others, and then it would use everything it had as a reward to thank Mu Wanfeng.

Xiaomi came out, although it didn't look down on the spirit beasts of the Shenzhou Continent, but at this time, it couldn't help but feel a little touched in its heart.

It chirped twice at the female Hongyan, and Dai Mu Wanfeng agreed to the female Hongyan's request.

When Hen Hongyan saw Millet and heard its affirmative answer, she struggled even more fiercely in Zhuo Yunfan's hands.

Mu Wanfeng's words to ask Xiaomi just now fell on Zhuo Yunfan's ears, and it sounded like he was mocking himself, as if he didn't exist.

He was angry, and just as he wanted to attack, he saw Xiaomi coming out of Mu Wanfeng's chest, and he was immediately shocked, and his face turned pale and retreated again and again.

The existence of millet, he forgot it just now, but when he suddenly saw it, he couldn't help but recall the scene three years ago, when his junior brother died in the flames.

And at that time, Xiaomi was able to seriously injure the peacock in the Jindan period, and now if it is said that its strength has not improved, it is not believed that he will be killed.

He didn't even bother to collect the blood and tears shed by the female Hongyan, blocked them in front of him, and roared inwardly: "You'd better not move, otherwise I will kill this beast, and no one can get this blood and tears." ”

Because he was too nervous, the strength in his hand unconsciously increased a few points, and the female Hongyan suddenly couldn't breathe.

The cold light in Xiaomi's eyes flashed, and she jumped off Mu Wanfeng's body and slowly approached Zhuo Yunfan.

At this moment, Senior Brother Wang came to his senses after the shock just now, and hurriedly dodged in front of Mu Wanfeng, and said, "Senior Brother Zhuo, quickly collect the blood and tears of that beast!"

The rest of the Lingxiao Pavilion also reacted, and they all held spiritual weapons in their hands, surrounding Mu Wanfeng and Xiaomi.

Jiang Jie was naturally the same as Zhuo Yunfan, after seeing Xiaomi, he didn't come around, but shouted: "Don't get close to that bird, it's dangerous!"

The reason why she reminded her was not that she cared much about the life and death of her peers, but that if there were fewer people to intercept her, it would be difficult for her and Zhuo Yunfan to escape.

As soon as the words fell, she ran towards Zhuo Yunfan, shouting at him as she ran: "Senior brother, let's go!"

A male disciple saw millet on the ground, which was not a few points bigger than a chick, and disdainful of Jiang Jie's reminder.

"Hmph, isn't it just a chicken? The male disciple pouted.

As if to prove his idea, he took two quick steps after speaking, raised his foot and stepped on the millet......

Xiaomi's eyes were cold, and when she opened her mouth, a flame erupted.

Mu Wanfeng said that it was a chicken, and it endured it, and it taught it a lesson, but it didn't mean that other people could also speak wildly about it.

The male disciple was hit by the flames and instantly turned into a fireball, and without making a scream, it turned into a puff of green smoke, leaving not even ashes.

This scene shocked the people of Lingxiao Pavilion who surrounded them, and they retreated one after another. Looking at Xiaomi's eyes, it seems that he is looking at a wild beast.

Xiaomi's brutality also made Wen San and the others swallow a mouthful of saliva, lamenting that it was simply not human.

After sighing, they realized that Xiaomi was not a human being in the first place.

When Mu Wanfeng heard Jiang Jie's shout, she knew that the two were going to escape, and in a blink of an eye, she appeared on the edge of the pit and intercepted Zhuo Yunfan.

"You ......"

Zhuo Yunfan didn't expect his speed to be so terrifying, and he didn't see his movements clearly, as if he appeared out of thin air.

Mu Wanfeng looked at the dying female Hongyan, her angry emotions couldn't be suppressed, Qianshan Jue ran rapidly, waved a shot, and swept towards Zhuo Yunfan.

Burst!

Zhuo Yunfan saw a flower in front of him, and before he felt the pain, he found that his body was short and fell to the ground.

Then he fell to the ground and howled bitterly: "Ahhhhh......h

Zhuo Yunfan's legs were broken at hips, and he kept spurting blood, and even the earthworm under his crotch was cut in half by Jumang.

Mu Wanfeng took the sentence away and took the female Hongyan from her hands, feeling sorry for these two hard-working mandarin ducks in her heart.

If they had acted earlier, how would they have ended up like this?

"I'm sorry," Mu Wanfeng's tone was a little sad, whether Hen Hongyan could understand it or not, and continued: "Although I don't harm your heart, I am also here to take your tears...... If you want to blame, you can blame it......"

Female Hongyan was overly sad before, and she was choked by Zhuo Yunfan for a long time, and at this time she was already running out of oil.

It pulled its eyes and barked weakly twice, but Mu Wanfeng couldn't understand it at all.

Mu Wanfeng felt sorry in his heart, and after sighing, he took out the jasper piccolo, and played the trick of a thousand mountains as if no one was around, singing a sad song for this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks......

However, with the melodious sound of the flute, floating in this Mingcui Canyon, Mu Wanfeng's consciousness became ethereal, and an indescribable feeling came to his heart, as if some diaphragm in his brain had been broken.

When the Mu evening breeze was blowing, Xiaomi quietly walked over and guarded the side, not letting the group of people in Lingxiao Pavilion disturb him.

Jiang Jie rushed over and lifted Zhuo Yunfan, who had broken his leg, to the side, but Xiaomi didn't stop him.

When the senior brother surnamed Wang saw this situation, he had a retreat in his heart. But before he could give his order, Wen San and a few people came up, splitting the axe and throwing the spirit rune.

Due to the overwhelming number of spirit runes, Xiaomi would occasionally smoke cold seeds and spray a flame, and in a short period of time, they could not escape......

Blow it up!

Under the effect of Qianshan Jue, the female Hongyan seemed to have regained a trace of complexion, and her red eyes flashed with a hint of brightness.

However, it suddenly struggled, picked up the jade bottle that Zhuo Yunfan had dropped aside, and after putting the jade bottle right, blood and tears suddenly gushed out,......

In a few moments, the jade bottle was filled with its blood and tears, and at this time, its tears were still dry.

Mu Wanfeng looked at Hen Hongyan silently, tears flowed, her eyes changed from bright to black and gray, full of dead air, and she had mixed tastes for a while.

"Thank you......"

I don't know if there was a hallucination, before female Hongyan closed her eyes, she screamed gratefully at the evening breeze.

Mu Wanfeng's heart trembled, she glanced at Hen Hongyan, then at the jade bottle, suddenly stood up, lifted Jumang and looked at the field.

Seeing that the female Hongyan swallowed her last breath, Xiaomi's eyes were cold, and she immediately stopped holding her hand, and a flame erupted and turned into a flame giant bird.

The giant bird raised its head to the sky and roared, galloping towards a female disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion.

Bang!

The crimson flames splashed, and the female disciple instantly turned into green smoke and disappeared into the air.

The pupils of everyone in Lingxiao Pavilion shrank suddenly, their eyes were full of fear, and they retreated seven or eight feet away, lest they be wiped out by the flames of millet.

Mu Wanfeng's eyes were cold to the bone, and the killing machine was like substance, looking at the people of Lingxiao Pavilion like a dead man.

"Ni Shang, stand down!" he pointed his spear and said, "I'll come!"