The Almighty Asura

But what she can complain about, all this is also because of her, no matter what kind of wind and rain will face in the future, with Mu Feng to bear it.

Yun Qingyu thought so in this way, could not help but hold Mu Feng's hand.

"I can't tolerate anyone taking you."

Mu Feng looked at Yunqing and said.

Yun Qingying smiled brightly, leaning against Mu Feng’s chest, whispered: “I know...”

"Okay, go to practice."

Mu Feng smiled and patted his shoulders.

The nephew nodded and continued to comprehend the inheritance of martial arts on the sword.

Mu Feng looked at other people. These people also turned their heads and did not dare to look at Mu Feng’s eyes and turned to their respective cultivation.

And Mu Feng, chose a spacious place to practice the phantom legs of the storm he had just realized.

Outside the Shengyuan Mountain, the Oriental family, the people of the Eastern family did not dare to speak. At this moment, the Eastern monk is also ugly.

Dongfang Yao is his relative, so he was killed in the Ascension Hill!

There are some martial arts kings who have noticed the fight in the corner. The dawn is full of fun and looks to the East.

There is a hidden rule in the trial of killing in the mountains of Shengyuan. No family forces can intervene. Even if Dongfang Yao is killed, he can’t personally avenge a younger generation. He can’t let go of that identity. The disciples will solve it.

"Bing Xin Gu, your disciple, really found a good man."

The eastern eagle looked at the main road of Bingxin Valley, and the tone was somewhat bad.

As long as it is not a scorpion, it is not difficult to see that the relationship between Maple Leaf and Yunqing, which kills Dongfang Yao, is not shallow.

Bing Xingu's main face is also a bit ugly, but without talking, she even guessed the true identity of the maple leaf, but did not wear it, I do not know what to think.

"Isn't the dead in the Ascension Mountain normal? When my disciples were almost humiliated, what did I do?"

Bing Xin Gu is cold and cold.

"Hey, you haven't done anything yet? You are going to do it with people."

The East is cold and cold.

"That is some of my personal grievances in Bing Xin Gu and Yin Yang and He Huan Zong."

Bing Xingu said.

"The order of the family disciples in the Ascension Mountain, be sure to kill the kid"

The Eastern Dragonfly did not entangle this problem with Bing Xin Gu, and instead turned to a family elder.

The elders of the family should have picked up the voices and voiced the oriental family disciples in the Ascension Mountains.

As for Maple Leaf himself, because of the amazing performance of the Dragon Ladder, it is estimated that most people remember him.

Mu Feng himself still does not know, he was remembered by the Eastern family.

However, the moment he killed Dongfang Yao in his heart, he knew that the Eastern family would not be willing to give up, but how about it, who is he afraid of in the same rank?

Time flies by, and it is three days. On these three days, Mu Feng has been practicing the phantom of the storm.

On the scene, Mu Feng's figure flashed, his legs twitched quickly, and the Thunder smashed his legs out of the leg. A thundering leg smashed out of the leg, and a leg slammed to the bottom piece. Ten tons of boulders.

Hey! Hey! Hey...!

The stormy leg was like a rain hit on the boulder, no less than 30 legs slammed on the boulder, and a huge stone slammed and slammed into a gravel.

Mu Feng did not stop, after a force, he condensed his legs and fired again.

This storm phantom leg, the practice of eighty-one legs is the ultimate perfection.

Yun Qingxi is a sword that has been quietly comprehending the Jianya. Sometimes he will get up and dance with his sword. The mind is completely immersed in the exquisiteness of the sword.

There are only a few thousand people left in the Ascension Mountain at the moment, and the disciples of the big forces group are hundreds of people and dozens of others. Here, there are fewer scattered ones.

And there are two people who go hand in hand. When looking for inheritance, they will rob another disciplinary encounter. When they meet the disciples of the Warrior Temple, they will deliberately fail to kill one or two hands. These two people are also mad. Bai Ziyue.

Because of Mu Feng’s relationship, the two people gave birth to revenge for the people of the Warrior Temple. When they met the disciples of the Wenshi Temple, they were all very hot, and the iron smoldering secretly ordered the disciples of the Wenshidian to meet these two people. Do not keep your hands.

However, the strength of these two people is indeed good, they are all able to rank the ranks of the Qianlong list, and the two disciples who have met the two are not really able to do both.

And many of them have conflicts, and the disciples will have a big battle between the disciples and the battle will be fierce.

This is also a manifestation of the contradiction between the Zhou Wu dynasty's great forces. It usually seems to be a different force with peace and harmony. When it comes here, the contradictions and conflicts between the disciples have also become apparent.

However, no one can say anything about the casualties caused by this, because this Qianlong event will have been a huge grindstone, grinding out the young disciples and sharpening the weak.

No fight, no martial arts!

In a blink of an eye, it is two days.

On this day, a figure came to the ancient town of this ruin.

Most of these people are dressed in Jinwuwu, and they are disciples in the Eastern family.

No less than 30 people, flying wildly.

"Where is Maple Leaf?"

When the group of people flew, some people asked, and the voice echoed over the ancient town of the ruins.

Many people looked up and saw the disciples of the Eastern family. Their faces became interesting. Many people looked at the open space in the distance and were practicing Mu Feng, who was recovering Yuanli.

Around Mu Feng, there is a big pit left by the legs.

"Is it finally here?"

Mu Feng got up and opened his eyes and his eyes were cold.

"Where is the maple leaf!"

The disciples of the Eastern family have a sharp eye.

Everyone looked and then flew to Mu Feng.

"This is the kid, killing Dongfang Yao and several ethnic groups!"

The finger of the Eastern family disciple who had escaped before, Mu Feng, sighed coldly, and suddenly looked at Mu Feng with a murderous look.

Mu Feng shouldered his hands and calmly faced so many people. He looked calm and experienced many life and death. He had already practiced the temperament of Mount Taishan.

"Maple leaves, so bold, I am also afraid to kill people in my oriental family."

Someone screamed and yelled.

"Your Oriental family disciple is a person, I am not a person? Your people can kill me, I will not allow me to kill you? This world, is it not the world of your oriental family?"

Mu Feng said sarcastically.

This man was killed by a word by Mu Feng, and he was so angry that he couldn’t speak.

"Kid, killing people in my oriental house, do you think we might make you alive?"

Another person stood up and chilled.

"If you want to take revenge, let me start. I am here waiting for you. However, your oriental family is also a big family with a head and face. You will not do this shameless act of bullying too much?"

Mu Feng calmly said.

"To deal with you, we don't need us to shoot, just surround him!"