The Peerless Master

Her fingers, which were as tender and tender as green onions, seemed to be made of white jade, and with a pure and pure aura of ice and jade, she lightly and delicately collided with Mu Longfei's bloody hand.

Without a sound, Mu Longfei's body suddenly stiffened as a smile that said he was determined to win hung on his face.

"Bang!" With a sound similar to the shattering of glass, Mu Longfei's two bloody hands suddenly shattered, and a light green light shot out from the shattered parts. Following which, his arms, body, head, and even every hair on his body shattered. Under the faint cyan glow, Mu Longfei's body was reduced to smithereens.

"My son Long Fei!" Seeing that his own son had died in such an inexplicable manner, Mu Qianshan let out a sorrowful cry. He wanted to leave the battle and come before Mu Wan'er to avenge his son.

But at this moment, Mu Wenyuan moved his body in a flash to block the attack. He sneered and said, "If you want to avenge your son, you have to get past me first!" After he finished speaking, Mu Wenyuan bombarded Mu Qianshan without any explanation. He did not seek to kill the enemy; he only wanted Mu Qianshan to be unable to split up and deal with his daughter.

It was said that not long ago, Mu Qianshan had also obstructed Mu Wenyuan in this manner. Unexpectedly, it had been replaced after a short while.

After killing Mu Longfei, there was no trace of emotion in Mu Wan'er's eyes. His face slowly turned towards the three Great Elders as his red lips parted slightly. "The three of you are despicable people who help the evildoer, damn it!" As he said that, he sent out a stream of qi, which split into three streams and attacked the three great elders.

"No, have mercy, Eldest Miss!"

"We were forced!"

The three Great Elders pleaded as they retreated, trying to avoid Mu Wan'er's attack. However, how could they stop the power of Qinghong's Qi? In a flash of lightning, three 'peng' sounds rang out, and three piles of broken pieces appeared on the stage.

Mu Wan'er's clear eyes scanned the surroundings. Her pure and holy aura made the other disciples afraid to look directly at her. They all had the urge to kneel down and worship her. The current Mu Wan'er was like a real god.

In the end, Mu Wan'er's gaze landed on the people from the Beiming Sect.

"You bully others with your power, damn you!" Mu Wan'er's voice grew colder and colder. She waved both her hands, and a green aura surrounded her hands. She could shoot them out with a push.

Everyone in the Darknorth Sect was terrified, especially the young master, who was trembling with fear and wanted to flee. However, the next moment, the panic and panic on his face disappeared as the arrogance appeared on his face once more.

He saw Mu Wan'er's pale face as she weakly sat on the ground, the green aura in her hands dissipating. Controlling it for so long was already her limit. At this moment, Mu Wan'er was like a grand elder, lacking any strength from head to toe.

"Bang!" At the same time, Mu Qianshan, who had been flustered, finally lost to Mu Wenyuan. He suffered a serious injury from that one palm strike and could no longer resist.

"Wan'er, are you alright?" Mu Wenyuan didn't even have time to rest before he immediately went to Mu Wan'er's side to help his precious daughter up. No matter how mysterious his daughter was, she was still the closest person to him.

Mu Wan'er shook her head weakly, but didn't say anything.

"Hahahaha, the heavens are on my side! Quickly capture Mu Wan'er! Kill anyone who dares to stop her!" Young master Darknorth called out excitedly. It looked like the heavens had treated him well, but now was the best time for her to do so. As long as he captured Mu Wan'er and returned to the sect to study her, he would be able to find out her secret. At that time, the Darknorth Sect would definitely increase in strength by leaps and bounds, and his prestige as the young master of the Darknorth Sect would also increase by leaps and bounds.

At Young Lord Beiming's words, the disciples of the Beiming Sect jumped out one after another and rushed towards Mu Wan'er. It was time for the competition to begin. Whoever caught Mu Wan'er first would definitely be admired by the young master. When the time came, it would be a matter of the young master's words.

"Humph, as long as I'm here, none of you should even think of touching a single hair on my daughter's head!" Mu Wenyuan let out a low growl. His whole body's true essence surged unabashedly as he stood firmly in front of Mu Wan'er.

At the same time, Great Elder also flashed and stood in front of Mu Wenyuan. In this short period of time, he also recovered a little bit of his primeval essence, barely able to stand. However, if they wanted to touch his granddaughter, they would have to trample over his corpse!

"You're just like an ant, overestimating yourself!" A disciple who was rushing at the front sneered in disdain. Luck was in his hands, and in an instant, an absolute power exploded in his hands, completely suppressing Mu Wenyuan's imposing manner.

Foundation Establishment Stage! The person that followed Young Master Beiming out this time was at least a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator! With just a single strike, they would be able to kill the two in front of them.

"Dad, grandpa, hide, don't worry about me!" Mu Wan'er cried out mournfully. Seeing how her two closest relatives were about to be killed in this world, a strong sense of powerlessness deeply stimulated her heart. At this moment, she yearned so much for power, the power to protect her loved ones.

Following this thought, an indescribable information surged from the bottom of her heart, deeply imprinted itself into her mind.

"Vermillion Bird Art?" Mu Wan'er only gave him a casual glance before ignoring him. At this moment, her mind was focused on the two elders in front of her.

"Come on, if you want to hurt Wan-Er, just go over my dead body!" Mu Wenyuan and the Great Elder shouted in unison as they charged forward fearlessly.

So what if the ants hit the tree? I will die for Wan-Er!]

"Then die!" The leading disciple of the Darknorth Sect grinned maliciously. The attacks from his hands were even more powerful. His palms whistled as they pressed down towards Mu Wenyuan and Luo Chen.

"No!" Mu Wan'er cried out in pain. She couldn't hold back her tears any longer. They dripped down one after another like pearls with broken strings.

None of the disciples from the other branches could bear to watch any longer. No matter what, this was their own clansmen. They were once the leaders of their clans who led them to war in the Suzhou region.

Right at this moment, a figure arrived in the blink of an eye. In the one thousandth of a breath of time, the figure stood in front of Mu Wenyuan and the Great Elder, like a pagoda that could support the heavens, unmoving like a mountain!

In the next moment, a white light flashed, and the leading disciple of the Beiming Sect quickly fell towards the opposite direction. Everyone could vaguely see that this person's arrogant expression had disappeared, and what replaced it was a heart full of fear and unwillingness!

"Oh, no!" Suddenly, the disciple cried out miserably. His body instantly split into a dozen pieces and fell to the ground, rolling about. The fresh blood that flew in the air was like a curtain of blood as it rushed towards the Beiming Sect disciples.

"All of you, retreat!" The young master suddenly shouted, wanting to stop the disciples of the Beiming Sect. However, he was already too late. The man who had suddenly appeared was casually brandishing a white longsword. Wherever the sword passed, blood flew everywhere. Moments later, the Foundation Establishment stage disciples of the Darknorth Sect turned into a mass of flesh and blood.

"Chen Feng!" At the same time, a surprised voice could be heard. It was the voice of Mu Wan'er.