Soul Emperor Martial God

High in the sky, Xiao Yi flew quickly.

With the mother order, following the direction of the child order.

A few hours later, he actually came to Beishan City.

And the breath on Mother Ling instructed, Zi Ling was in the huge manor in front of him.

Above the huge manor, Xiao Yi frowned.

"Beishan Murong's house?"

Yes, this manor is one of the great forces in Beishan County, the home of Beishan Murong's family.

However, according to Xiao Yi's previous guess, the strong of the Murong family of Beishan could not have such clever means.

Xiao Yi shook his head without thinking, but now the most important thing is to rescue Xiao Zhong first.

Whoosh, Xiao Yi's figure flashed, and went straight to the manor.

But before he could fall, there were already several powerful people in the manor.

The place where the Murong family lives in Beishan is naturally masterful.

"Who came from?"

Those warriors, led by a middle-aged man.

"Go away." Xiao Yi slashed out and directly shook the middle-aged man back.

"Good strength." The middle-aged man's face flushed and he was obviously injured.

"The Patriarch of Murong's family in Xia Beishan, Murong Ba, who is your excellency? Why did you break into my Murong's home in Beishan so aggressively?

The middle-aged man asked loudly.

He is the Patriarch of the Murong Family of Beishan, Murong Ba.

The cultivation base reaches Po Xuan eightfold.

Whoosh whoosh...

With a loud shout from the middle-aged man.

In the manor, five or six figures flew out.

Looking at their aura, they were all in the Po Xuan realm.

It's just that it's only Po Xuan one or two.

Along with Murongba, eight figures surrounded Xiao Yi.

"Hand over my Uncle Xiao Zhong." Xiao Yi said indifferently without fear.

"I don't know what your Excellency is talking about." Murong Ba shook his head and said, "The person you are looking for is not in our Murong's house."

"I want to quibble." Xiao Yi raised the blood sword and said coldly, "I'll say it again, hand over my Uncle Xiao Zhong."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for slaughtering your Beishan Murong family today."

"It's a big tone." An elder from Murong's family in Beishan yelled angrily.

"This is Beishan City, it's not your turn to go wild."

"Huh." Xiao Yi shot instantly, no longer talking nonsense.

Countless sword qi shot out, and the strong men of Murong's family vomited blood and flew away.

Only Murong Ba could resist a little bit.

"Bengshan cut." Xiao Yi cut out a sword again.

Murong Ba obviously also has the martial arts of the ground rank, struggling to hit a hand.

However, the result can be imagined.

He was directly severely injured by Xiao Yi's sword.

No one in Murong's house in Beishan could stop Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was anxious, and immediately sought the instructions of Mother Ling and flew into the manor.

With a big wave of his hand, a surging momentum enveloped the entire manor.

At the same time, these auras are like his eyes.

In this huge manor, everything is in his perception.

"I found it, Uncle Xiao Zhong, he is really here." Xiao Yi was immediately happy.

The figure flashed and came to a secret room in the manor.

However, when he really found Xiao Zhong, he was instantly furious.

Because, at this moment, Xiao Zhong was being **** on the Xing frame, bruised and fainted.

There was a spot of scarlet blood on the ground, and it was already dry.

On the body, scars were shocking.

Obviously, Xiao Zhong had been tortured inhumanly, and it was not a short time.

"Uncle Xiao Zhong." Xiao Yi hurriedly rescued Xiao Zhong, and a surging real energy spread into Xiao Zhong's body.

At this time, Xiao Zhong was like a gossamer.

Severe internal injuries.

If Xiao Yi came one hour late, maybe he would die.

Under Xiao Yi's surging true energy, Xiao Zhong's injuries in his body gradually began to stabilize.

"Yi...Yi'er..." Xiao Zhong opened his eyes weakly.

"You... why were you caught too?"

"Quick...Run away..." Xiao Zhong said anxiously.

When he woke up, the first thing he thought of was to let Xiao Yi escape quickly, not his own safety.

"It's okay, Uncle Xiao Zhong." A tear flashed through the corner of Xiao Yi's eyes.

The man in front of him who treated him like a mountain, like a father, looked so miserable that made Xiao Yi feel sad and angry.

"Yi'er has the ability now, Xiao Family, no longer need to fear anyone."

"Really...really?" Xiao Zhong asked weakly.

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded, very confident.

"That's good...that's good." Xiao Zhong smiled suddenly, laughing extremely happily.

It seemed that the injuries and pain on his body disappeared in an instant.

...

Xiao Yi helped Xiao Zhong and left the secret room.

As soon as he walked out, Murong Ba and other strong Murong family gathered around.

"You guys, do you have something to say?" Xiao Yi stared at Beishanba coldly.

"We..." Murong Ba, seeing the seriously injured Xiao Zhong, was obviously startled too late.

"What the **** is going on?" Bei Shanba asked the tribe around him furiously.

He knew very well that the young man in front of him today did not know his identity.

But with such a strong strength, he rushed to Murong's house aggressively to find someone.

Now, I found it again, still bruised.

If he doesn't give an explanation, Murong's family is in danger today.

All the Murong family martial artists looked at each other when they heard it, obviously not knowing the matter.

"The acting skills are pretty good." Xiao Yi sneered.

"I have given you time to leave your last words. If you don't cherish it, then die."

"Slow." Murong Ba repeatedly said, "This strong man, there must be a misunderstanding, after I check it out, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."

At this moment, the dignified head of the Murong family in Beishan and the owner behind the Saxo firm, whispered and pleaded.

And all this was because Xiao Yi possessed the strength to destroy their Murong family.

This is the case in Yanlong Continent.

Strength is respected.

The fist is the last word.

At this moment, a member of the Murong family suddenly said, "Patriarch, I remembered that an hour ago, Murong Qianjun and Murong Xuan came to the execution chamber in a hurry."

"This matter, I want to come by them."

"Murong Qianjun and Murong Xuan?" Murong Ba asked in confusion, "Murong Mo's two juniors?"

"It's them," said the tribe. "In the past two years, they have tried their best to help Deacon Murong Mo avenge and deal with the small family in Ziyun City."

"A few days ago, Elder Shadow died there."

Murong Ba looked at Xiao Yi with a dazed expression, and said, "Your Excellency, I must be from the Xiao family in Ziyun City."

Xiao Yi said nothing, his expression cold.

Murong Ba waved his hand and said to the people beside him, "Tie those two beasts immediately."

Just at this moment, a loud laugh came.

"Tie us? No need, we come by ourselves."

As soon as the voice fell, two figures walked slowly, their faces full of arrogance.

It was Murong Xuan and Murong Qianjun.

"Animal, don't you hurry up and apologize with death?" Murong Ba said coldly, "The stupid thing I did, I should bear it myself, and don't involve the family."

"I think it's you who is stupid." Murong Qianjun grinned, "I begged you countless times to let you destroy the Xiao family earlier."

"Kill the little trash from the Xiao family earlier."

"You don't listen, don't put them in your eyes."

"Now, this is the consequence. The small waste of that year has grown to be able to shake Murong's existence."

"Asshole, shut up." Murong Ba was furious.

He is not a fool. From Murong Qianjun's words, he has guessed that the little **** in Murong Qianjun's mouth is the young strong man in front of him.

If this young strong man had an attack, none of their Murong family would be spared.

"It's you who should shut up," Murong Qianjun said coldly, "North Mountain Murong's family, an elder died, you are still so useless."

"It had to rely on me to catch the deputy Patriarch of the Xiao family."

"I'm just avenging your Murong family."

Murong Xuan also sneered, "Dignified Beishan Murong's family, the clansmen have died, they can't get revenge; we have to rely on the clansmen of our two branches to take action, tusk."

"You Patriarch, what's the use?"

Murong Qianjun and Murong Xuan have already admitted that they did it.

But now it seems that they are not afraid, even extremely arrogant.

"Presumptuous." Murong Ba was angry and couldn't hold it anymore. He was about to take the two of them.

Unexpectedly, he was just about to shoot.

Snorted.

A sharp blood blade stabbed from his heart.

"Uh." Murong Ba's mouth overflowed with blood, and he turned his head incredulously.

Behind him, there was a man in black, looking at him lifelessly.

The dagger in the man's hand penetrated his heart fiercely.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi was startled.

With his ability, he hadn't noticed the existence of this man just now.

Not to mention Murong Ba.

"Patriarch." The Murong family next to him was startled at first, and then suddenly attacked.

The black-clothed man flashed his figure and came to Murong Qianjun and Murong Xuan.

"Animal, how dare you murder the Patriarch?" The warrior of Murong's family in Beishan was extremely angry.

"A bunch of idiots." Murong Qianjun sneered, "Tell you, this is a strong man in Blood Mist Valley. If you don't want to die, I will put away your ridiculous anger."

"Today, those who follow me prosper, and those who rebel against me die." Murong Qianjun shouted.

"Blood Mist Valley? The Yanwu Kingdom's first killer gesture?" The Murong family's warriors suddenly changed their faces.

"Xiao Yi, you will definitely die today." Murong Qianjun laughed wildly.

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