Shamanism kills the god

"Mu Feng, do you know why I use a wooden sword?"

Mu Tie, the great disciple who passed on the skills, was not in a hurry to act immediately, and looked at Mu Feng coldly. The colder his face, the stronger his murderous aura. Mu Feng, who was a hundred steps away, felt that every vital point of his body was locked by a cold aura.

"Oh, why?" Mu Feng calmly faced the astonishingly powerful Mu Tie.

Now that he had already had the will to die, he completely relaxed and was ready to go.The longer the delay, the safer Xing Jiu and Jing Wushuang will be, so naturally they are not in a hurry to act.

"Break out!"

Mu Tie was confident in his mind and had the overall situation in his hands. He stroked the wooden sword in his hand and continued slowly: "The iron sword is sharp, but unfortunately, it is easy to get emotional. Wearing it for a long time, or killing too many enemies, will give you a sense of spirituality." Or bloody. Only the wooden sword, killing people without blood, is the first choice for the unfeeling swordsman. Strictly speaking, you are also my cousin. Brothers, today, let me use the blood in your body The Mu family is directly related to the bloodline, come and test my heartless swordsmanship!"

Mu Tie raised his head, his cold eyes showed no emotion.

Mu Qingyuan, with only one head exposed, begged bitterly, his breath getting weaker and weaker, but he turned a blind eye and never looked at it again.In his eyes, it seems that there is no friendship, no family, and even no enemies, only cultivation is left in his eyes.Everything he does is for the purpose of reaching the pinnacle of cultivation one day!

"Brother, save me, save me, I can't die, I can't die..."

Looking at Mu Tie's cold and indifferent appearance, what he feared the most was Mu Qingyuan who was trampled under Mu Feng's foot. .

In order to vent his anger, he knelt outside his grandfather's room for almost a whole day; for this day, he thought about it and cared about it day and night.Who would have thought that in the end, it would be such a result?

As the aloof second young master, every time he went out in the past, he would hug each other and spend his days and nights, what kind of scenery and honor was that?Now, it is not even as good as a refugee who fell ill by the roadside.There are obviously a large group of familiar guards standing around, and a powerful brother is standing in front of him; however, no one intervenes, allowing himself to be stepped down bit by bit by Mu Feng, buried alive in the ground!

Looking at the indifferent Mu Tie, at this moment, Mu Qingyuan finally came to his senses.

I regretted why I didn't practice hard before, why I didn't listen to my grandfather's teachings; I regretted getting into trouble with Mu Feng, a murderous god who is so desperate when his head gets hot, and why I couldn't get along with him again and again, and made things difficult everywhere!

"Mu Feng..., Brother Mu Feng, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please give me another chance!"

Mu Qingyuan lifted his head up with difficulty to prevent the flying dust from pouring into his mouth.Dirty is still secondary, lest at the last moment of this life, I can't even say a word, "Brother, Mu Feng, I was wrong, I regret it, I regret committing so many sins! Mu Feng, please Please, please give me one more chance, I will definitely change and spend the rest of my life to redeem my sins, please..."

"It's too late to regret it now! Everyone must pay the due price for what they have done. Mu Qingyuan, it's not that I want to kill you, but what you have done. Heaven cannot tolerate it." If I don’t kill them, what will I use to face the tears of my relatives, and what will I use to pay homage to the souls of those innocent villagers?”

Mu Feng's face was ice-cold, and before he could finish his sentence, his foot suddenly exerted force, and he stomped Mu Qingyuan's head hard to the ground.A violent dark energy poured into his body along his forehead, rampaging, destroying all internal organs, muscles and bones.

"what……"

The shrill screams came to an abrupt end.After that, strands of blood seeped out of the ground, and Mu Qingyuan, who was buried alive in the ground, was silent again.Even if he was dug out immediately, there was no way to recover, and only a cold corpse was obtained.

Live beautifully, die bleakly!

Being born into a powerful family was Mu Qingyuan's luck, but also his greatest misfortune.In his short life, he committed countless sins.In the end, he was buried in the wilderness and experienced great pain and fear before his death.After death, there is not even a straw mat!Enjoying all the glory and wealth during his lifetime, he can have whatever he wants.After death, nothing was taken away!

"Ah..., two..., Second Young Master?"

"Just kill the second young master like this? This..., this..."

……

Seeing the streaks of blood emerging from the ground, the surrounding guards cried out in shock and backed up a few steps in horror again.

Looking at Mu Feng, it was no longer as simple as fear, but deep fear, the fear from the depths of the soul.Everyone was sweating profusely, and the hairs all over their bodies were blown out. They wished they could get as far away as possible from this terrifying killing god!

The aloof second young master, who is that?

That is the most beloved grandson of the elder Chuan Gong, that is the second young master of the Mu family, and the younger brother of Mu Tie, the great disciple of Chuan Gong!

The halos on Mu Qingyuan's head made people dare not look up.However, right under Mu Tie's nose, Mu Feng killed him.Stepping on the top of his head, buried him deeply in the ground, and struck fiercely without any hesitation!

Enough fierce, enough ruthless!

Numerous guards felt their scalps go numb, and even Mu Tie, the disciple who had been icily teaching the exercises, couldn't help being shocked, and a look of shock and anger appeared on his face.Unexpectedly, Mu Feng really dared to attack in person, and he attacked so fiercely!Seeing this scene, the Beiliu twin ghosts standing behind him couldn't help but gasp for a moment, their faces solemn.

This son must be killed!

The black and white ghosts saw their own fear in each other's eyes.Yes, fear, deep fear.

Mu Tie's methods are chilling. Compared with him, Mu Feng will not take action easily, and has a sense of righteousness in his body.But once you start, the means are even worse!It is almost impossible to suppress him now, once he breaks through to the late stage of the mortal realm, or even the peak of the mortal realm, who will stop his revenge, and what will he do to deal with his anger?

After the shock, the Beiliu double ghost murderous plan flourished.Secretly decided, no matter what, Mu Feng must be killed today, not for the order of the big disciple Mu Tie, but for themselves!

If he wanted to live a happy life and sleep peacefully in the future, he had to act first and kill Mu Feng, a terrifying cultivation genius at all costs!

"Okay, okay, okay, you are really brave, you are worthy of being a direct disciple of our Mu family. A generation of Jianning scholars, capable of both literature and martial arts, is indeed a hero born a young man, but unfortunately..., rigidity is easy to break, and it is too late to tell him The entire Tongtian Dynasty has shown your talent, and it is about to fall!"

Mu Tie took a step forward, and the black robe on his body suddenly swayed without wind, showing great murderous intent.