Murong Zhen looked calm.

He held it in for too long and couldn't help but vent all his emotions to Yang Zikang.

Because in his eyes, Yang Zikang is a dead man, and a dead man can never reveal his secrets!

"Brother Yang, it's time for you to hit the road!"

Yang Zikang remained silent.

Mingjiao chose the wrong partner back then, thinking that the Murong family was a soft persimmon, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a tough one.

Later, he settled for the next best thing and chose to cooperate with the Murong family. Unexpectedly, Murong Zhenyuan was far more powerful and ruthless than he imagined.

It took three years to infiltrate Mingjiao, but now the plan has been completely revealed.

Use Murong An as bait, lure him into a fight with Bai Hu, consume his strength, and then capture all the Ming Cult members under Yuan Mountain!

I am waiting for him here now, probably because of the Holy Fire Order on his body.

Open the folding fan on your right hand and attach all five Holy Fire Tokens to the folding fan.

"Shut up, shut up!"

A violent force spread in an instant.

"In the last battle, you were lucky enough to be undefeated by virtue of a sudden change of fortune. You won't be so lucky this time."

The evil laughter became shrill and harsh, making the proud Mukong Town completely intolerable.

"Hahahaha, Mukong Town, Murong Town, you are too cautious, so cautious that you become suspicious."

"Brother Yang, your provoking method is a bit clumsy! Hahaha!"

The folding fan in his hand rotated slightly and came out at an angle. This fan was bright and upright, but it avoided all Yang Zikang's moves.

A flash of anger flashed in Murong Zhen's eyes, but it was quickly hidden.

Only then did I discover that Murong Zhen's folding fan actually had a hidden secret. The fan bones were made of fine iron, and the fan body was densely lined with barbs.

However, no matter how powerful Yang Zikang's offensive was, it was easily resolved by Murong Zhen.

Murong Zhen sneered, "Brother Yang, has anyone ever told you that the sacred fire command is strange and unpredictable, but the second time it is used on people, the effect is extremely poor."

But compared to Murong An, his Xiaoyao fan is more mature. His fan technique is flexible and changeable, as fast as the wind and rain, and every move is natural.

The fierce flames were unstable and no longer as powerful as they were when fighting the white tiger.

Murong Zhen, who had always been calm, felt his aura surge, and the gentle breeze turned into a tornado, rising into the sky.

When Murong Zhen saw this scene, his originally furious mood calmed down.

A flash of disappointment flashed in Yang Zikang's eyes. This man was too cautious. Even in a furious state, he did not lose his cool.

The true energy in Murong Zhen's body surged, turned into a giant hand that held up the sky, and struck a fierce palm towards Yang Zikang.

"Brother Yang, we have known each other for three years, and I know your character very well!"

Yang Zikang sneered, "Even if you don't die, I'm afraid you will lose your freedom forever."

The Holy Fire Token from Yang Zikang's sleeve flew out and floated to his side. Flames surrounded his body. Black energy instantly covered one-third of the flames, and an evil smile slowly emerged.

"Hahahahaha!"

Having finished speaking, the two of them were speechless.

After the emotional catharsis just now, Murong Zhen has returned to normal, and his eyes looking at Yang Zikang revealed a bone-chilling coldness.

Using the holy relics of the Ming Cult, he ordered all members of the Ming Cult to fulfill his ambitions.

This was what our ancestor Murong Fu was like back then. Will I make the same mistake again?

He felt a little complicated in his heart, but twenty years of experience allowed him to quickly suppress all his emotions and reflect on his own problems.

"You are indeed a very good friend. You actually developed a strange weapon just for me."

Murong Zhen smiled slightly, a folding fan appeared in his hand, and he also used the Xiaoyao Fan.

Murong Zhen smiled, "Hahaha, the one who knows me is Brother Yang."

The flames surrounded him, but they were all directed into the ground. It did not cause any harm to him, but it also delayed time.

Murong Zhen had a look of pity on his face, as if he was cherishing his friend.

Murong Zhen suddenly changed his moves, opening the folding fan in his hand and closing it in an instant, clamping the Holy Fire Token in the fan bone, turning the folding fan, and slapped the Holy Fire Token with his left hand.

"Brother Yang, have a good trip!"

"What is the ancestral motto of your Murong family?"

The breeze and the fierce flames collided with each other, and the fierce flames were instantly suppressed.

As soon as he used the crane control skill, he jumped into the air and retreated five or six feet in the blink of an eye.

Barry is only half of 90!

It's just that Yang Zikang knew that he was going to die, and all the power in his body exploded in an instant. Murong Zhen was fast, but the flames exploded even faster.

With one palm fall, Yang Zikang's whole body turned into powder and gradually dissipated. The next second, a bright red light rose under the blue palm.

It is clearly visible within a hundred miles!

Yang Zikang gave an evil laugh, his voice was gloomy and evil.

"Brother Yang, you are already at the end of your strength, why bother to hold on!"

"You are indeed insidious!"

"Hahaha, war never tires of deceit. Brother Yang, you are indeed a good partner. It's a pity that you are so greedy that you even covet my family secrets. Otherwise, we would be very good friends."

Yang Zikangxie laughed out loud, and the six Holy Fire Tokens fell into his hands again and merged into one!

Murong Zhen couldn't get rid of it, so he had no choice but to resist forcefully. A wave of green energy surrounded him, and he performed the "Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Shi".

He flew in the direction of Yang Ye very quickly, "Pay the price for your suspicion and let your son be buried with me!"

It was these barbs that blocked the Holy Fire Token just now, giving Murong Zhen the opportunity to close the folding fan.

Like a sharp sword, piercing his heart!

"As long as you hand over the Holy Fire Order and abandon your martial arts, I promise not to kill you."

A layer of green energy appeared on Murong Zhen's body, and a breeze blew up, making the forest at the foot of Yuan Mountain rustle.

When Murong Zhen escaped from the flames, he immediately rushed in the direction of Yang Ye, but when he arrived, he only saw Murong Jun's lifeless body.

The evil smile on Yang Zikang's face got even bigger, and a Holy Fire Token flew to his chest, pointing straight at Murong Zhen.

Yang Zikang was already prepared, and the evil intent on his face became even more intense, and he even let out a sly laugh.

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Zhen felt that the folding fan in his hand was getting hot. He immediately threw the folding fan on the ground and took three steps back.

Yang Zikang's Holy Fire Token was suspended beside him, and his moves were strange. The Holy Fire Token turned into a sword and slashed out from time to time, forcing Murong Zhen.

Yang Zikang laughed, pointed at the Holy Fire Token in Murong Zhen's hand and said, "But do you know that the Holy Fire Token is not that easy to get."

There was a big hole in Yang Zikang's heart, but his vitality in the master realm was relatively tenacious and he did not fall down immediately.

The Holy Fire Token flew back at an even faster speed than when it came, piercing Yang Zikang's heart at close range.

Yang Zikang is a veteran master with rich combat experience. If he hadn't been plotted against him first, he might not be able to defeat him easily.

Murong Jun faced the seriously injured Yang Ye, but he was still defeated. The strength of the next generation of the Murong family needs to be strengthened.

After summing up some experiences, he took out a cowhide map from his arms and threw it in the middle of the battlefield, turned around and fled into Yuanshan.

And the word "Qian" was clearly written on the cowhide picture.
Chapter completed!