When Fang Zizi appeared in the outside world, the black killing sword directly integrated into his sea of knowledge.

Stepping into the foundation, Fang Zizi has already opened up the space of the sea of knowledge, and the spiritual consciousness was born.

At this time, the spiritual consciousness was emanating, Fang Zizi did not care about the integration of the killing sword, but the spiritual consciousness spread around, and soon found that he was still in the barren mountains of Yecheng, and at this time, in the original ruins entrance, there was already an atmosphere of a great war.

Lingtai Sect Elder Han Qing and Xuanming Sect Elder Wei Tian are simply going crazy!

Entering the ruins is considered a total of six sect disciples!

But only the two sects in Quanjun were wiped out, and none of them came out alive.

Judging from the information that the disciples of the three sects of Fan Yang got after they came out, this situation was caused by only one person.

Manglong Sect, Fang is at ease!

It was the arrogant young man who had let the disciples of the Lingtai Sect slap ten palms by himself.

"Mu Feng, if you don't give the old man an explanation for this matter, it's over!"

Han Qing's face was pale, his eyes were staring at the third elder Mu Feng, and the domineering spiritual power of the Purple Mansion cultivator erupted like a tidal wave.

Next to Han Qing, Wei Tian also had a cold face, and said faintly, "Murderer, pay for your life!"

Mu Feng's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "The relics seize the treasure, each has hatred is inevitable, if you have to retaliate after the fact every time, wouldn't the various sects have to die endlessly?

Han Qing trembled angrily, "Damn, this is your explanation?"

Wei Tian's expression became even colder, and he said with a murderous awe, "This is the style of Fan Yang Manglong Dragon Sect? The old man has seen it, since you have already determined to defend that kid, then needless to say, let's see the real chapter under your hands!"

As soon as the words fell, Wei Tian made a bold move.

Stretched out his hand and patted his waist, and suddenly a black copper bell flew out of his waist, and the crisp and pleasant bell rang continuously, and in the blink of an eye, a stream of black gas rushed out of the copper bell, turning into a ghost general of a few zhang in size, roaring and rushing towards Mu Feng.

Han Qing sneered, and also made a move, and the spiritual power gushed, and three spears appeared in mid-air, heading straight for Mu Feng.

The three elders of Fan Yang glanced at each other, and took the disciples of their own sect to the side with interest.

Twenty people from the two sects of Quanjun entered the ruins, but they were all wiped out, this hatred value is off the charts, if you meddle rashly, it will definitely cause a backlash from the two sects of Quanjun, one is not good, it is a war between the two counties.

The Manglong Sect is not afraid, but the three sects of Fan Yang are quite fearful.

There was a hint of sarcasm in Mu Feng's eyes.

The spirit sword started, Mu Feng did not retreat but advanced, and with a sword stroke, it was a sword qi like a galaxy.

The attack of the two elders was directly shattered by a vast sword, and it collapsed and was wiped out in a few bangs.

Han Qing and Wei Tian's expressions both changed greatly, especially Han Qing, thinking of the terrifying sword of Mu Feng when he was in the restaurant before, his pupils suddenly shrank, his heart was solemn, and he shot with all his might.

The three elders of the Purple Mansion fought, the movement was simply earth-shattering, the endless barren mountains under their feet were all flying wildly, the wind was howling, the elders of the three sects of Fan Yang protected the disciples of their sect, and their eyes continued to flicker with astonishment.

Because Mu Feng has one person and one sword, he fights against the elders of the Shuangzong of Quanjun County, and he is amazing, and he will not fall behind!

And between the shots, it was extremely casual, as if he hadn't used all his strength yet!

Mu Feng's strength has become so strong?

The elder of the Jinyang Sect shook his head and sighed, with fear in his eyes, and the elders of the Sword Heaven Sect and the Qiantian Sect also sighed lightly.

The strength of the Manglong Sect can be seen from just one elder!

Not to mention, there is even a female tyrannosaurus in the Manglong Sect, who swept away the invincible hand of Jiedan, and beat Chu Liuli of the Purple Mansion like a dog!

At this moment, a young man stepped into the air from a distance.

Seeing the battle above, the young man laughed and said, "Third Uncle, come on!"

it!

Lao Tzu wants to add your sister!

At this moment, the remaining disciples of the Quanjun Shuangzong were all staring at Fang Zizi with murderous intent in their eyes.

Everyone's strength is to build the foundation, and even among them, there are two young people in the later stage of the foundation.

"It's him!"

"It's him, that kid from the Manglong Sect, he also came out!"

"He has also built a foundation, and it seems that he has also obtained the inheritance of relics, and there must be a heavy treasure on his body!"

The disciples of the Quanjun Shuangzong were discussing, and some of them couldn't hold back and wanted to make a move, but at this time, the Xuanming Sect elder Wei Tian snorted violently, and actually broke away from the battle group and slapped Fang Zizai.

The endless power suppressed as if the sky was falling, causing Fang Zizi to curse secretly, and the divine light wings flashed out from behind him, dodging away, but his face was still pale from the impact, and a trace of blood spit out from the corner of his mouth.

For the first time, Mu Feng's eyes showed murderous intent.

The earth-shattering sword intent rushed into the sky, and he saw two world-shattering sword lights flickering like floating light, revealing a cold and murderous aura, domineering and incomparably bright, as if everything that stood in the way of the sword light would be destroyed.

The two swords came out, Han Qing and Wei Tian's expressions changed greatly, their eyes were full of horror, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them hurriedly sent out their respective hole card attacks.

However, in this domineering sword light, it was all shattered, and it was too late to dodge as the sword light attacked.

Poof!

Two muffled voices rang out.

Han Qing's shoulder already had a huge wound filled with blood, and the flesh and blood were flying, revealing the blood groove of the white bones!

And Wei Tian was even more miserable, the sword light passed through his chest and abdomen, blood sprayed wildly, his face became extremely pale, and he was directly seriously injured.

"A dignified Purple Mansion monk, he dares to make a move on my sect disciples, and if he doesn't teach you a lesson, you don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

Mu Feng held the spirit sword and stared at the two elders with a cold expression.

It can be seen that Mu Feng is already merciful to his subordinates, otherwise, Han Qing and Wei Tian would have become two corpses by now.

"I have written down this sword feud!"

"Manglong Sect"

Han Qing and Wei Tian gritted their teeth, their eyes full of hatred.

After speaking, they both fell, beckoned to the disciples of this sect, and said coldly, "Let's go!"

Mu Feng's strength is really terrifying, Han Qing's feeling is the deepest, he can't know at all now what level Mu Feng's strongest strength has reached.

The peak combat power is insufficient, and there is no confidence in an instant, so Han Qing and the two of them are filled with a thought in their hearts at this time!

Go back to the sect, find a helper, and go to Manglong to seek justice!

They didn't believe it, the two major sects in Quanjun were not enough to make the Manglong Sect bow down!

Even if you can't slaughter that kid, you have to make the Manglong Sect pay enough price!

However, at this moment, Fang Zizi frowned and shouted at the people of the two sects, "Everyone, slow down!"

Han Qing turned around, his palm covering the wound, although the blood there stopped, there was a residual sword intent inside.

The sword cultivator who has sword intent hates him the most is that when fighting, once he is hit by an attack, most of them will have residual sword intent destroyed at the wound, which greatly reduces the combat power.

Although it is a refining expulsion, now is obviously not the time.

Looking at Fang Zizi, Han Qing said coldly, "Boy, you are so vicious, sooner or later you will be punished, don't worry, within three days, you will know!"

Fang Zizai's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "The matter in the ruins, no matter how much the junior says, it is wrong, since the hatred cannot be resolved, it is better to solve it on the spot here!"

"I'll give you a chance to kill me in the open!"

"I see that among the disciples brought by the two of them, they are all building foundation cultivation now, in this case, we are at ease, and we are here to challenge all the foundation building of your sect, whether it is a heads-up or a group battle, you can do it!"

"Win me, I'll hand over the inheritance I got from the ruins and give it away!"

"And if I get lucky and the matter is written off, how about it?"