The Almighty Asura

Hey!

At this time, a sharp arrow shot, Mu Feng's face changed, pushing the Mujia disciple, a sharp arrow rubbing the two shot in the middle.

"Be careful, get rid of it, the other side has an archer."

Mu Feng roared, and several people quickly sneaked away.

The sound of the smashing sound came, and several miles of arrows broke.

Mu Feng three people hid behind the wall in time, avoiding these arrows, and the Mu family disciple who had just reported the letter was terrible, the vest was shot in an arrow and died on the spot.

Before the condensate, there is no suffocating body, and the general bow and arrow poses a huge threat to the practitioners.

Mu Feng three people hid behind, Mu Feng saw the shot of the Mu family disciple who was shot from the courtyard door, and his heart was cold.

The four archers slowly came from a distance, received bows and arrows, and put on a saber.

"You two passed over there, we killed the few people separately."

Mu Feng took out the knife and extended the door. He printed the figure through the smooth knife face and saw how many people there were.

Mu mad white hopped and nodded from the other side of the wall, Mu Feng from the opposite direction.

The four men rushed directly from the courtyard door, but they did not see anyone. At this time, on the wall of the courtyard, several cold light came.

Hey!

Mu Feng jumped from the wall and killed a black killer.

Bai Ziyue’s sword is also falling from the sky, piercing the head of a black killer.

Mu mad is also killing one person.

Another person was scared to dodge quickly, watching the three men, and roaring: "Come on, Mu Feng is here!"

Whizzing!

However, at this time, Mu Feng shot at him with two fingers. The golden finger was very glaring in the dark, and the black killer shot a bullet and shot it.

Hey!

However, Mu Feng flew at a moment, and the man took the knife and opened it. Mu Feng then came to the scene and punched out.

"Jiu Yan fist burst!"

A punch of red flames lingering, carrying a hot boxing air, slammed the man's head into a rotten watermelon.

In the distance, Zhang Jingfeng and Mu Hai, Fu Bo, Mu Zhong, a few enthusiasm, battle together, Yuan Lijun.

The surrounding floor tiles were shattered and cracked.

"Open the tablet!"

Zhang’s yellow power for the body’s cockroaches rushed out, and a palm screamed out, and a huge palm print of the size of the slap was smashed to the three.

The three men joined forces to send out swordsmanship, knife and punch.

Hey! Hey! Hey~!

However, the three-person attack was directly violently smashed, and the palm of the palm was also shot on the three.

Hey~!

All three were spit blood, and the body was like a flying sandbag. They flew out and slammed into the distance, staring at Zhang.

The three of them were repaired at the level of 787, and they were not the opponents of this offering.

The power of this Yuan Dan practitioner is imaginable.

"Oh, not self-reliant"

Zhang offered a cold cry.

"Zhongshu, Haishu, Fubo"

At this time, Mu Feng also rushed over and quickly raised three people.

Mu Zhong changed his face and quickly yelled: "Young master, let you go, how come you come, this person is coming to kill you, you are going, let us block them."

"Yeah, Xiaofeng, you are going."

Mu Hai stood up in his chest and said anxiously.

"Go? Where do you think he can go?"

Zhang offered to sneer.

"Zhong Shu, Hai Shu, I will not give up Mu Jiajun when I am dying. How can I let you block the enemy for me? I am fighting for Mu Feng."

Mu Feng shook his head.

"Hey, Master, now is not the time to be loyal, you are Mu’s hope, you are going to escape."

Mu Zhong is in a hurry.

"Don't say, I won't escape."

Mu Feng directly pushed Mu Zhong firmly.

"Kid, I have heard of you. It is said that you are a spiritual genius. I am very happy to obliterate a genius today."

Zhang offered to look at Mu Feng’s smile and said that in his eyes, Mu Feng was already the meat on the cutting board and could not escape.

"Zhang Ju, I heard about you, the dog that Nanhao is feeding"

Mu Feng looked at this offering and even called out the other name.

Zhang is enshrined in the capital of the country and is also a famous strongman. He has heard of it before.

"Oh, very good, since you have heard of me, then you are not ready to smash your hand, or you can wipe your neck with your own knife, so that you don't have to do it."

Zhang said in a cold voice.

"Do you think that you won?"

Mu Feng's nephew showed a sly color, and then he saw only his body, a **** light shot, turned into a blood-red sword, it is the Shura blood knife.

When Zhang offered to see the knife, the glimmer of light flashed a hint of greed.

This knife is a treasure!

"kill!"

Mu Feng screamed, and even took the initiative to carry the Shura blood knives and rushed to Zhang to offer, a knife smashed out, half of the body's vitality poured into the knife.

A **** knife smashed out and bowed to Zhang.

Zhang offered a sneer, a yellow scorpion body, and stood in the same place as Mu Feng.

However, his face changed slightly, and the knife gas broke his suffocating body and slammed him.

"Open the tablet!"

Zhang offered a quick shot, and a piece of palm power shattered the knife, and the force of the fly Fei Feng flew back and flew out.

"Dead!"

Zhang offered another palm shot, but at this time, Mu Feng’s hands rose, and more than a dozen gold characters shot the explosion, and turned into more than a dozen golden swordsmen to shoot Zhang.

"The pattern!"

Zhang offered a slight change in his face, but he tried to force his anger and blocked the attack of these swords.

"Protect the young master"

Mu Zhong roared, and the three men rushed up again, entangled Zhang offering.

Hey~!

Mu Fengyu fell to the ground, another blood spit out, rolled a few laps before standing up.

The gap between the realm is too great. Even if there is a soldier, he is not an opponent of the realm of Yuan Dan.

"Feng brother!"

Mu mad two people quickly came over and helped Mu Feng.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

At this time, Mu Zhong was once again smuggled into the air, and Zhang offered to go to Mu Feng slowly, with a smile on his face.

"Young Master~"

Mu Zhong then gritted his teeth and hugged the legs of Zhang’s offering. He roared and said: "Young master, run away~"

Zhang brows a brow, "Look for death!"

Then he shot it on Mu Zhong’s head.

Hey~!

Mu Zhong spit out a blood, and the scorpion was the boss. In the head, the brain was shattered and the head was weak.

Mu Zhong, mad at death!

"Uncle Zhong!"

"Uncle Zhong!"

Mu Feng saw this scene, and his grief and sorrow broke out.

Bai Zi jumped and stunned, looking at the dead Mu Zhong, tears rolled down.

For him, Mu Zhong is already his master.

"Ah~!"

Mu Feng suddenly squatted on the ground and gave a roar in the sky.

He hated, he hated this feeling of powerlessness, as if he had returned to the battlefield and watched his father die in front of him.