Murong Xue met Situ Jiantian's eyes with a complicated expression, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Situ Jiantian, apologize to my junior sister." Di Shenyang said with cold eyes: "Don't think that we are easy to bully."
"That's right, you are worse than a beast, you are a heartless and unjust beast." Zhu Huodao shouted: "We don't need to take action, let Fengyun teach you a lesson."
"They are just a bunch of remnants of the Xiantian Sect. It turns out that you are causing trouble here. You are really lawless!" Situ Jiantian said with a cold look in his eyes: "You are all in trouble today."
"Haha, Situ Jiantian, don't show off your words here." Emperor Shenyang laughed loudly and said: "You should have a showdown with Fengyun first." He was not worried about the people from the Shura clan coming, and would they be able to descend on him again?
Can’t I become an ancestor? So what if I am an ancestor?
"Situ Jiantian, do you dare to duel with me?" Murong Fengyun sneered: "In my eyes, you are just a weakling!"
"Haha..." Many wild laughter sounds came from the void.
"Coward!"
"A son calling me a coward is a big deal throughout the ages."
"It's so funny."
"It's really retribution. A few years ago, this heartless and unjust man drove the mother and son away, but now his son comes to challenge them."
"It seems that things are going to change in the Situ family, and no one has intervened until now."
"Situ Jiantian deserves to be unlucky. You said that with such a genius son, there is no need to worry about not being able to control the family in the future, but this man drove them all away stupidly."
"Hey, my character, even if the remaining son can't practice, I can't drive him away. My son, my son will always be my father's heart and soul."
"This man is a beast, worse than any beast."
...The crowd's laughter was like a loud slap in the face, hitting Situ Jiantian hard. Situ Jiantian couldn't describe the shame he was suffering now, but Situ Jiantian glared fiercely.
Murong Fengyun said.
"kill!"
A breath of terror descended.
A space crack appeared in the sky. This terrifying force was boundless, huge, and full of blood.
A sea of blood appeared in the sky.
Several hazy and powerful figures descended, all of them were Shura warriors, experts at the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal level.
But these people seemed to be welcoming a more powerful being. They were extremely respectful and pious. After a while, a more powerful being came out. This figure was wearing a dark armor and holding a long spear.
It's covered in blood.
This man has a well-cultivated figure and his eyes are red.
The momentum overwhelms the void.
It made many people feel suffocated, even the powerful Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortals who were watching.
There is no doubt that this is a powerful figure that surpasses the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal.
Either a saint or an ancestor.
"This time it's a big deal."
"Xiantian Sect, isn't it the sect that was destroyed not long ago? There was some conflict between Xiantian Sect and the Shura Clan, and they ended up being destroyed by the Shura Clan."
"Many disciples of the Xiantian Sect fled at the beginning."
"These people in front of us are actually from the Xiantian Sect. It's really unbelievable. The strong men of the Shura Clan have arrived. It seems that this matter is more exciting than we imagined."
"The only pity is that we didn't see father and son fighting each other. What a great show it was."
"Damn Shura tribe, won't you be late?"
"How is it possible? This Situ Jiantian planned it. One of Situ Jiantian's sons is also a Shura warrior. This man naturally has a close connection with the Shura clan."
"So insidious."
"Hey, forget about this, let's just fight."
"Have you seen that the leader is Venerable Moro, the peerless saint of the Shura tribe?"
"It is rumored that this person is one of the candidates to rule the Shura clan in the future."
"The strong men of the Shura tribe are very lively now."
"Venerable Moro, the strong man of the Shura tribe!"
Ding Yuan stared at this figure and exclaimed in shock.
Emperor Shenyang, Zhu Huodao, and Murong Xue looked solemn. Lord Moro of the Shura tribe was a holy immortal, and he was also a Shura warrior.
"Remnants of the Xiantian Sect, it turns out that many of you escaped and came here." Venerable Moro stood with his hands behind his hands and sneered, staring at Ding Yuan and others with a look that looked down on the world, not even paying attention to them at all.
"You two commit suicide, don't dirty our hands." A Shura warrior said disdainfully: "Otherwise, if we do it ourselves, you will suffer even more!"
"Haha, you guys are out of your mind." Di Shenyang laughed loudly and said, "Come here and let us commit suicide, you are out of your mind!"
"You are really sick!" Murong Fengyun sneered: "I don't know how you cultivated to this state."
"You are really sick!" Zhu Huodao sneered.
The sound of swords rang out one after another. The four swords of Zhuxian, Slaying the Immortal, Trapping the Immortal, and Absolute Immortal emerged in the void, covering the four people, forming an ancient formation. The formation was hazy, but there was a strong
Mysterious power.
"Bold!" This Shura warrior shouted.
His figure walked towards the sky, turned into a huge figure and appeared in the sky above Murong Fengyun, preparing to trample Murong Fengyun under his feet first, then crush the sword formation, and then make these people's lives worse than death.
Murong Fengyun's figure stood proudly, motionless, and allowed this person to step on him.
At this moment, talismans suddenly appeared in his palm. There were dozens of talismans.
These talismans instantly turned into rays of light and rushed towards the figure, without even a trace of breath coming out.
The man in the Shura battle body sneered, not realizing that the danger was approaching.
"Not good!" Lord Moro suddenly said with a terrifying light in his eyes.
But it's too late.
Just when this person just realized it, dozens of earth-shaking explosion sounds resounded in the sky, mixed with a tragic roar. This sound only rang for a moment, and then he was completely blown away by the explosion.
The sound was drowned out.
I saw that the area where the Shura battle body and Murong Fengyun originally stood had turned into an area of destruction.
This Shura's body and soul were destroyed.
But there was a man standing under the sword formation in the distance. This man was Murong Fengyun.
"Really insidious!"
"Extremely sinister!"
"A Shura battle body at the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal level was killed in this way."
"It's cruel, it's really cruel!"
Gongsun Zhengming, who suffered heavy injuries in the distance, was a little thankful for his good luck. Fortunately, Murong Fengyun didn't do anything cruel, otherwise he would have been lying here with no bones left.
Situ Yijian, Situ Minglang and other members of the Situ family also looked unhappy, because Murong Fengyun was so talented now. Maybe some old antiques from the Situ family valued this person and regarded him as the future heir to the head of the Situ family.
Then they are in danger.
For a moment, the face of Venerable Moro turned terrifyingly gloomy.
Murderous intent pervades the world.
"You deserve to die, you deserve to die!" Venerable Moro said with a gloomy face.
His figure walked toward the sky, extremely tall, his armor made a hunting sound, and the spear in his hand revealed a terrifying killing intent.
The terrifying aura centered on this person swept across the heaven and earth. Everyone in Shenxu City felt this terrifying power and felt that their breathing was a little uncomfortable.
A hazy figure emerged in the void. This man was dressed in ordinary clothes and had wise eyes. He silently waved his sleeve and grabbed Gongsun Zhengming's figure in his hand. Gongsun Zhengming looked surprised when he saw this man.
"Butler." Gongsun Zhengming said weakly: "I have let you down."
"It's not your fault." The hazy figure said calmly. It turned out that this person was none other than the chief steward of the Situ family.
"What should we do now?" Gongsun Zhengming asked doubtfully, "Does the chief steward want to take action?"
"I won't take action in this matter for the time being. The people behind these Xiantian sects are not simple." The chief steward said calmly: "It's just right for Venerable Moro to force out the people behind these Xiantian sects."
"The great steward is wise!" Gongsun Zhengming nodded.
The chief steward remained silent, looking into the sky.
The terrifying aura continues to rise in the sky.
The figure of Lord Moro descended into the void and punched Ding Yuan and others.
Murong Fengyun had already entered the sword formation. Although it could not increase the power of the sword formation, it allowed Murong Fengyun to temporarily avoid the attack.
"Boom!"
The terrifying power of the sword array rose, and it collided with Lord Moro's fist crazily, erupting with terrifying power fluctuations. The sword array was almost broken by the punch, but it was not broken.
Venerable Moro was slightly surprised.
Others were also shocked. What kind of sword formation was this? How profound was the cultivation of Lord Moro. He was unable to break the sword formation for a while. This sword formation was really unbelievable.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
.... Venerable Moro's face was cold, and his figure was like a demon. He punched the sword array one after another. The power of the sword array became more and more powerful, and the unparalleled sword energy fiercely confronted him.
, even causing slight harm to him.
"Roar!" A roar shook the mountains and rivers.
Venerable Moro roared, his aura surged instantly, and the power of this punch naturally increased several times.
It hit the sword array diagram hard.
The sword array diagram was torn apart.
The bodies of Murong Xue, Ding Yuan, Di Shenyang and others were violently thrown away.
"Humph!" Venerable Moro snorted coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Many people looked at this scene and sighed, fearing that the people of the Xiantian Sect would be wiped out again.
"Master, take action quickly, they are in danger." An anxious girl's voice suddenly sounded.
This voice clearly spread throughout the void.
Many people were shocked when they heard this. Who is the master this girl is talking about?
Following the sound, everyone saw a girl shaking the arm of a young man. The young man was dressed in simple clothes and holding a bamboo stick with an ancient bell hanging on it.
Venerable Moro also looked over with sharp eyes.
"Xiao Mu, don't be impatient when things happen, you're just a trash fish." The young man said with a faint smile.