Martial God Prince

Liu Feixu took a look at the nine wuzun and said coldly, "don't worry, spend it slowly, and catch it alive."

The king was stunned and immediately bowed himself and said, "yes, my Lord!"

Although the people in the iron blood hall don't know what identity Liu Feixu is, they all know that he has been following Leng Mufeng, and they have no doubt about his words.

The cold breeze drove the bricks like meteors, and they smashed at Du Tianhu from all around. Sometimes they were dazzling and sometimes they were silent, making Du Tianhu defenseless.

Changsun Wuji holding a purple sword, purple snake dance wildly, ferocious devouring to Du Tianhu.

Leng Mufeng takes a look at him. If Chang sun Wuji is really a member of Canglong Pavilion, he may join hands with him. Thinking of this, Leng Mufeng moves in his heart and asks, "how is the leader of the Dragon Pavilion?"

Chang sun Wuji was silent for a moment before he asked, "do you know the Lord?"

"In the monster forest, thanks to the help of the Dragon Pavilion leader, I just walked out of Huyang castle. It's really a pity that I didn't see you again in the past."

"Ha ha, if you want to see it, it's not easy. Your highness can join Canglong Pavilion and keep it with the pavilion owner every day."

"Well, thank you for your advice." Leng Mufeng saw that changsun Wuji didn't deny it, so he determined that zihuafu was really the power of Shenji Pavilion.

While they said, they mercilessly besieged Du Tianhu. Du Tianhu didn't know whether he suddenly felt something or what was going on. The knife was fatal to changsun Wuji, but he had no defense against lengmufeng.

Leng Mufeng sighed in his heart, but he didn't want to leave Du Tianhu. The dragon scale sword suddenly flashed a long golden light and pierced Du Tianhu's chest.

Du Tianhu screamed, but he gathered all his mana and rushed to changsun Wuji. Changsun Wuji was hit with all his strength before he died. He was cut back and back again and again. His face was pale and he couldn't help a mouthful of blood.

"What a thief In a rage, Chang sun Wuji rushed to Du Tianhu's head with a sword.

Leng Mufeng saw this, and quickly came forward to stop him: "master calm down, Du Tianhu is dead, let's leave him a whole body."

"Well! I didn't expect to wake up when I was dying. " Changsun Wuji angrily said a word, but also stopped his hand, and took out a pill from his arms.

Leng Mufeng shakes the dragon scale sword, takes Du Tianhu's body to his arms, and gives it to Huang Feilong with his sword: "bury him well. This sword is also a magic weapon of Horcrux level. You can stay."

Huang Feilong was overjoyed and bowed himself to say, "thank you, your highness." Then he picked up Du Tianhu and flew down.

At this time, the martial saint of Ying Tianfu had already killed his red eyes, and recklessly attacked Hu liansui. Hu liansui was forced to retreat, but he also stopped him.

Leng Mufeng looks at Hu Lian's figure. He doesn't think his cultivation is so high. He doesn't understand why he was beaten by Zhou Yong's people and didn't fight back.

For a moment, he couldn't understand. Leng Mufeng came with his sword: "Du Tianhu is dead. If you are willing to surrender, I can let bygones be bygones."

The martial Saint didn't speak. The light of the sword was shining. The shadow of the sword sliced to Hu Lian. When he looked at it, it looked like "batian crazy sword".

"Ying Tianfu was originally set up by the ancient military empire. Stop it now. It's not surrender." Leng Mufeng said.

"Ha ha! Now I think of us. Why didn't anyone think of us when you were in your ancient home? " The martial Saint said angrily, "the Lord of the mansion, for the sake of the great cause of your ancient family, was willing to bear the blame and sell slaves after you perished. Do you think it was for enjoyment? He wants to set up troops to avenge your ancient family! "

Leng Mufeng was struck by lightning. He could not say a word. He thought that Du Tianhu had so many soldiers in order to be emperor, but he didn't think it was to revenge for the ancient family.

"I have been to Feilong mountain for several days. Why don't you come to me?" Leng Mufeng asked.

"To you? ha-ha! Your highness can't practice at all. You can't hide this from others. You can't hide it from me and the Lord. Only that fool Tulu will believe you! " That martial Saint suddenly looks up to the sky and laughs, more crazy attack to Hu Lian.

The shock this time was more fierce than before. Leng Mufeng took a deep breath and looked at the martial Saint carefully. In Gufeng's memory, he didn't find out the man.

"Who are you and why have I never met you?"

"Me? Haha, who am I? When yingtianfu was first built, our house changed its name and came here to help the Du family to open up their territory. It was only for the sake of one day bringing our ancient family to the world. How many people have died here in the past 1000 years. I didn't expect that they would end up like this! "

Not only was it cool to bathe in the wind, but also Hu Lian and the practitioners of the five hundred iron blood hall were moved.

"Hu Lian, don't kill him!" Leng Mufeng blurted out and yelled. He couldn't tell whether he was talking or the long silent ancient wind was saying: "Uncle Zu, we are the only two left. You stop!"

The martial saint, who is not willing to face up to the sky, looks up at Leng Mufeng and sees his two lines of tears fall quietly. His eyes are full of desire and hope. He looks like a prodigal son who has been wandering for a long time and suddenly meets his family.A feeling of blood connection suddenly surged into my heart, and the martial Saint looked at Leng Mufeng in disbelief: "how can it be that you are not in the Zhou family's soul? At the beginning, we should have killed hundreds of experts in Tianfu to find out the truth."

It turns out that Gu Feng's father, after asking Ouyang Qianxun to do something, could not get rid of the poison, secretly ordered Ying Tianfu to find out the reason at all costs.

At that time, Ying Tianfu was wholehearted. Unexpectedly, after sacrificing hundreds of experts, he found out a truth that they could not accept. Among the princes, the spirit powder had no remedy.

People who know the truth have died miserably. The middle and lower class people like Ming Lao have risen up quickly, and Du Tianhu has become more and more extreme. As long as he can attack the Zhou family, he does not consider the consequences at all, because the people they have been loyal to for generations have disappeared.

"Uncle Zu, it's a long story. Please stop and I'll tell you slowly." Leng Mufeng said eagerly, a restlessness in his heart, he can feel the kind of eagerness of ancient wind, repeatedly waved to Hu Lian, motioned him to stop first.

Hu Lian hesitated for a moment, stabbed the sword fiercely, and then stepped back. The martial Saint didn't go after him, but he didn't come over. Looking at the ancient wind, he had a very complicated look in his eyes, which was both gratified and affectionate, and even a little helpless and determined.

"Remember, Du Tianhu didn't betray you, and the Du family didn't betray you. If he hadn't entangled Zhou Kun that day, you couldn't have captured Guimen Town, and that Chen Lin, if he hadn't deliberately sheltered him, he couldn't have passed on the information to you smoothly."