"You are too much. This is Qionglou. It's not yours outside, nor the prince's mansion. If you speak like this, aren't you afraid of causing trouble?" Yun Wuya said coldly at Mu Tiefeng.

"Hahaha, I just said it, what can you do?" Mu Tiefeng suddenly pulled out his long knife and slashed directly at Yun Wuya.

Of course, his move was just to scare Yun Wuya, and he didn't really need to cut it off. After all, Yun Wuya was the boss of Qionglou. He had money and raised a lot of dead soldiers, including someone with the same strength as him, Mu Tiefeng. For example, the Fengyue King was one. If he really killed Yun Wuya, he would probably be chased endlessly, which would be too unprofitable.

Facing Mu Tiefeng's blade, Yun Wuya's face turned pale. Even though he knew that the other party dared not kill him easily, the fear in his heart still arose uncontrollably.

The sword wind blew over and immediately cut a few blood marks on his face. It was so terrifying before he could touch it. If he really encountered it, he was afraid that Yun Wuya's head would become a cut watermelon.

"when!"

Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the secret room and directly reached out to pinch Mu Tiefeng's sharp blade, making it unable to move at all.

"Looking for death!" Mu Tiefeng relied on his sword as a low-grade Taoist weapon, and even a cultivator in the Yuanshen realm could kill him, so he roared and activated his magic power to press down.

However, Wang Hui just smiled coldly, stretched out a finger and gently bounced the blade. A very good sword was popped up with a big gap. Mu Tiefeng's arm numb, and he saw the long sword in his hand flying out and inserted it on the ground.

"What kind of thing are you, and you dare to touch this prince?" Wang Hui said to Mu Tiefeng in a cold tone.

Mu Tiefeng was already blinded by anger at this time. You must know that this Taoist sword was obtained after working hard. Now it was broken by someone else in just one round. How can he do this in the future?

He didn't realize Wang Hui's strength at all, so he lifted his fists and slammed Wang Hui's chest, almost exerting all his magic power.

Wang Hui did not dodge or defend, so he let Mu Tiefeng hit him, but a disdainful ridicule appeared in his eyes.

He had just merged into the Biyanzhou and his body was still promoted to the top-grade Taoist body. He was worried that he would not have the chance to test the effect. Now someone came to help him test it, which is pretty good.

"Bang!" A loud bang exploded between Wang Hui and Mu Tiefeng.

Wang Hui still had a smile on his face, but Mu Tiefeng had already flew backwards. When he stood up, he saw his arms hanging down and blood flowing out of his mouth. It seemed that even his ribs and internal organs were shattered. Fortunately, this guy was a cultivator in the Jindan stage, otherwise he would have finished playing directly.

At this time, Mu Tiefeng truly realized Wang Hui's terror. He stood there tremblingly, saying these things in a vague way. Unfortunately, because his throat was covered with blood clots and bone fragments, he was abnormal to speak and breathe, and he couldn't even say a clear word.

Wang Hui patted his clothes, turned around and said to Yun Wuya, "Go and kill him."

Yun Wuya was stunned for a moment, but then he realized that Wang Hui was testing his loyalty. As long as he killed Mu Tiefeng, it would be really the opposite of the current prince Zhao Zhentingming's writings. Even if he didn't defect to Wang Hui in the future, it would be unrealistic.

When he thought about this, he was not very resistant. Instead, he was a little excited, mainly because he had just seen Wang Hui's horror. Earlier, Wang Hui killed King Fengyue. Because it was too weird, he was not sure how strong Wang Hui's cultivation was, but today it was a face-to-face battle. Wang Hui even killed a Jindan stage cultivator without even taking action. What kind of terrifying cultivation should this be? It is probably not inferior to that of a cultivator in the Yuanshen Realm.

Moreover, Mu Tiefeng humiliated him so much just now, and he had already wanted to kill this guy to relieve his hatred. Now that he has the chance, how could he give up?

Yun Wuya nodded immediately, walked over and cut off Mu Tiefeng's head with one knife. Mu Tiefeng's golden elixir attempted to escape, but Wang Hui controlled it from the air and threw it directly to Yun Wuya and said, "Your cultivation is too poor. This golden elixir is a great replenishment. During the period when you went to the bone burial place for your master, you should practice here well. There is no need to give you elixirs to your master. I believe you have any magic weapons. If you come back from the bone burial place for your master, you will give it to you."

"Disciple, please obey the order." Yun Wuya nodded quickly and said.

"Well, I just don't know what kind of martial arts you have practiced or what kind of magical powers? Maybe I can give you some advice." Wang Hui said again.

"The disciples practiced it is also a sword technique. I just regret that there is no suitable practice and supernatural powers to practice, so I have never been very good at entering the country." Yun Wuya sighed helplessly.

"This is strange. You are the boss behind Qionglou and Yuyu after all. How could you not even get a decent martial art?" Wang Hui asked in confusion.

Yun Wuya lowered his head and pondered for a while before he solemnly replied: "Master, in fact, whether it is Qionglou, Yuyu or Wannny Island, they are all under the jurisdiction of the Heaven of Creation, and our entire boss behind the scenes is the Immortal God, the chief disciple of God of Creation."

"Immortal God?"

"That's right, this person claims to be the chief disciple of God of Creation, but his cultivation age should only be over 200 years. His cultivation level is probably already at the tenth level of the Yuanshen Realm. Because he cannot obtain detailed information, his name is not on the list of Hidden Dragon and Chicken Phoenix, otherwise this person would definitely be ahead of Qin Tian." Yun Wuya replied respectfully.

"Tsk tsk, Immortal God? The real ruler of Creation Heaven is interesting." Wang Hui sighed twice, "Has this man taken away all the best martial arts?"

"That's true, and the immortal God has a command, so that we must find a drawing called the God of Creation, and the master of the illusory fairy world." Yun Wuya said again.

Hearing this, Wang Hui felt a little moved. It seemed that he had been hiding the secret of the God of Creation. Otherwise, he would have died long ago if he offended such a powerful person. The island owner of the Never Sleep Island was killed by him, and he also avoided the secret leakage. It can be said that he is still relatively safe so far.

"What are you going to do in the future? Do you still have to continue to serve the immortal God?" Wang Hui asked.

"Of course not, my disciple must be the master's leader." Yun Wuya bowed and said.

"No need. My teacher has no power now and can't help you much. You can contact the Immortal God with the Immortal God secretly and secretly contact the Immortal Tomb of Yaochi. Prepare a generous gift and find time for me to help you." Wang Hui shook his head and said.

"As long as the Master tells you everything." Yun Wuya nodded and said.

Wang Hui let out a long sigh, and then pressed a finger on Yun Wuya's Tianying acupoint. A magic power activates, and the divine thoughts are injected into it.

"The martial arts that I gave you to you is called "Extreme Speed ​​Starry Sky Slash". It is a supreme sword technique. Take it to practice well. If you succeed in practicing, it is possible to break the void with one knife." Wang Hui said, his fingers removed from Yun Wuya's Tianying acupoint.

"Thank you, Master." If Yun Wuya was hesitant before, then now he has been following Wang Hui with all his heart. After all, he has been with the Immortal God for so many years, but he has not received any benefits. Now that he has only been following Wang Hui for a few days, he has obtained a golden elixir and a set of profound martial arts at once, which really makes him very excited.

"You can also take this Hunyuan Bu Tian Pill and other pills that assist in cultivation. Judging from your likeness, you probably won't get the pills like martial arts. All you can get is garbage." Since Wang Hui has decided to help Yun Wuya, of course he will not be stingy. Anyway, for him, his strength has been strengthened, but his power is still very small. In the current situation, he must start to cultivate his own power. If one day he really has to leave Shangqing Gate, he can quickly organize his own power without being afraid of becoming a lonely person.

At this time, Yun Wuya was almost so grateful that he simply knelt on the ground and cried loudly. In the past, for a pill of Hunyuan Tianfu Pill, he begged many times to the supervisor sent by Caihuatian, but they didn't take him seriously at all. Every time they used excuses to say nothing, and every day they watched so many good pills pass by, but they could not eat or take them. He felt really aggrieved.

Knowing Yun Wuya's pain, Wang Hui did not persuade him to stop crying, but just patted his shoulder gently, then turned around and left. It was probably that the people who went to the Bone Burial Land were already a little impatient to wait by waiting.

Wang Hui, who left Qionglou, arrived at the inn outside the capital of Yunmeng Kingdom as fast as possible. Only then did he find that Zhao Zhenting and Zhao Zhenlie had arrived, but Zhao Mu was not seen.

"Where is the father?" Wang Hui asked in confusion. If he could not kill Zhao Mu this time, it would be a bit of a drawback.

"The father will not go with us, he will go the other way." Zhao Zhenting answered, then looked behind Wang Hui, and couldn't help asking, "Where is Mu Tiefeng? Why didn't he come with you with your third brother?"

Wang Hui shrugged and said, "Mu Tiefeng? Who is that?"

Hearing Wang Hui's answer, Zhao Zhenting immediately understood what was going on. The prince who protected the short-term prince immediately rolled up his sleeves and fought with Wang Hui, but was stopped by the man in black beside him with his eyes.

"Is it a slave who is so angry? It's getting late, let's set off." The second prince Zhao Zhenlie, who was standing beside him, also persuaded.

Zhao Zhenting gritted his teeth hard, and blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth. After a while, he spat hatefully and told his subordinates to go on the way.

In contrast, Wang Hui seemed a little shabby. Apart from a few fake subordinates who used his magic power to form, he really didn't have any helpers.
Chapter completed!