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Chapter 97

Yu Tonglei felt like he was going crazy.

If he could have predicted the ending in front of him in advance, he would definitely not come to provoke Jiuzhong Pavilion.

My two senior brothers are elite disciples who are important in the sect!

Right now, if you say kill, you will be killed.

Their fate is like this, so wouldn't it be even more difficult for him to survive?

Thinking of this, Yu Tonglei couldn't help but began to tremble, feeling cold all over his body.

"Lord Pavilion Master! Don't kill me, I can sacrifice the seal of the soul and be your slave."

"I know a lot of secrets among the various veins of the Chiyang Sect, and I can tell you this information without reservation."

"As long as you can save my life, I can do anything."

Seeing the crying of the person in front of him, Mu Feng was not at all moved.

Do you want to save the other person's life?Then when the other party massacred/killed the maids, servants, and guards of the Jiuzhong Pavilion before, how did they show mercy?

He raised his palm, and while his spiritual power was running, he stopped Yu Tonglei from crying and acting.

"Be my slave? You are not worthy!"

Almost at the same moment when Mu Feng's voice fell.

Yu Tonglei, who was still in tears, suddenly had a ruthless expression on his face.

At the same time, a silver-white light burst out from his sleeve, heading straight for Mu Feng's face.

It was a flying sword the size of a palm, and it was also an offensive spirit weapon bestowed by Elder Yumai.

Although it can only be destroyed once.

But if energy is poured into the sword body at any cost, its power is so powerful that even a powerful person in the Faxiang Realm will have to avoid the edge for a while!

In order to trigger this sword, Yu Tonglei pumped out [-]% of his blood.

Compared with the great loss of vitality, it is obvious that life preservation is the most important thing.

The flying sword is extremely fast.

As if no longer constrained by space, as soon as he appeared, he had already rushed to Mu Feng.

Yu Tonglei's vitality was sluggish, but his mood was unprecedentedly high.

Putting his hands on the ground, he looked up and laughed loudly: "What are you? An arrogant idiot like you, I have killed a lot these years!"

however.

The crazy smile on his face didn't last long before it turned into horror!

"Crack!"

There was an incomparably crisp breaking sound.

Mu Feng maintained the gesture of pointing together, allowing the two broken swords to fall to the ground.

The next moment, under Yu Tonglei's unbelievable gaze, the opponent's head was imprisoned in the air.

"Yin Yang Soul Jue, Soul Search Art!"

For such a vicious snake in front of him, Mu Feng would certainly not show mercy.

Directly using spells, violently searching and digging.

In just half a minute, the soul search technique was completed.

Yu Tonglei fell to the ground with a 'plop' and died completely.

Mu Feng stood where he was, with a light flash of light on his expression.

"It turns out that only the three of them knew about this attack!"

"Their master came to the capital city for other important matters. It is estimated that the death of these three people will not be known in a short time."

Thinking of some other information I just searched from Yu Tonglei's memory.

There are many puzzles in Mu Feng's heart again.

"Not only the Chiyang Sect, but also many well-known sects in the Heavenly Secret Spiritual Realm have also sent their elders and disciples to the capital. What is it?"

Just when Mu Feng was thinking.

In the Jiuzhongge team standing in the rear, a little confusion suddenly arose.

Xu Sheng stared at the old woman whose spiritual power was disordered, blowing his beard and inhaling again.

Even the questions are a little awkward.

"What's wrong with you?"

It's no wonder that he has such a big reaction, it's really that the old woman's state at the moment is extremely strange.

At the last moment, the old woman still looked like she was exhausted after a great battle.

Right now, a strong vitality suddenly burst out.

While the spiritual power was surging, it seemed that a breakthrough in cultivation was imminent!

The old woman's eyes were also rounded, and she suppressed her soaring spiritual power in a panic.

"I don't know either. I just had nothing to do and took the elixir given by the Pavilion Master."

Xu Sheng hurriedly took out his own bottle from his sleeve, felt it carefully, and asked, "There are three pills inside, which one did you take?"

"I ate all my brains, I won't tell you anymore, I have to go back and retreat!"

"Talk to the pavilion master for me, and thank him personally after I come out of retreat!"

After saying this quickly, the old woman left the long street in good spirits.

The restrictions in this area are not limited to the Jiuzhongge team.

Therefore, a group of people headed by Xu Sheng watched the other party disappear into the distance like a human-shaped watering can bursting with spiritual power.

Gong Shuiyao didn't notice what happened on the old woman's side.

At this moment, all her mind is on the side where Mu Feng is.

To be precise, her eyes focused on the corpses of the three monks of the Chiyang Sect.

She also couldn't believe it, the enemy she thought would take her whole life to fight, just died in front of her eyes.

Is this almost revenge for my genocide?

Although it can only be regarded as half of the report, it is still unbelievable to Gong Shuiyao.

She stood there dazedly, and before she knew it, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

"Ouch! Miss Shuiyao, what's wrong with you?"

Cao Tai's loud voice suddenly exploded, causing Mu Feng not far away to turn his head again and again.

Gong Shuiyao raised her hand to wipe away her tears, choked up and said, "I'm fine."

A few feet ahead.

Mu Feng couldn't figure out the purpose of all the cultivation sects gathering in the capital, so he simply put the matter down for the time being and didn't think about it any more.

He raised his hand and patted his neck.

In an instant, Ming Yan, which turned into a black cat scarf, flew out immediately, burning the three corpses on the ground.

Not even a speck of ashes remained.

After finishing all this, Mu Feng turned around and walked towards the people in Jiuzhong Pavilion.

"Go back first, don't worry about things here, for a while, no one will be able to find out about us."

Hearing what Mu Feng said, Cao Tai responded loudly, ordering the guards to line up.

But Gong Shuiyao sniffed and said, "Wait a minute, if you don't go to the challenge in Beicheng District, you will be directly judged as the loser because of your cowardice."

Having said that, she turned her beautiful eyes full of tears to Mu Feng: "Can I continue to compete?"

Mu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't agree immediately.

After a long while, I finally said: "Well, let's go find a place to rest for a while, now you are all injured, and your blood is not stable, it is too eye-catching."

Naturally, no one would object to what Mu Feng said.

After erasing the traces of fluctuations in this area again, Mu Feng rolled up his sleeves, destroyed the spiritual power, and directly led everyone to fly towards the northern area.

after they leave.

The restrictions on the long street gradually dissipated.

Some hurrying salesmen carried their loads across the street corner, laughing and praying for a good result in the oiran competition in the evening.

The empty and tidy streets did not smell the slightest smell of blood.

It seems that the tragic battle that killed and injured dozens of people just now never happened.