Of course, not everyone is so easy to deceive. For example, among the crowd, a leading man became suspicious.
The leading man had a shocking scar on his forehead and looked quite ferocious. His small eyes were narrowed tightly. He slowly walked up to Mu Wenxuan and asked slightly questioningly: "Are you really the second in charge?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Do you dare to doubt me?"
Upon seeing this, Mu Wenxuan responded coldly, but he became anxious in his heart. He put one hand behind his back, ready to attack at any time.
"You are really the second master. I am so young that I dare not doubt you." When the leading man heard this, he hurriedly said a few respectful words and said with a playful smile: "The second master is mighty."
"Brother Scar, hahaha, you think too much."
"Isn't that right? The second master is just standing there. Is it still fake?" At this time, the strong men around him all started laughing: "Be careful, the second master will get you angry soon."
Hearing this, the leading man turned his eyes a few times and said, "Hey, hey, hey, Second Master, I was just joking, don't forget to keep in mind."
After hearing this, Mu Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Be careful next time."
"Absolutely." The leading man smiled and nodded, then suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Oh, by the way, Second Master, did you gain anything from the mission of attacking the disciples in the outer courtyard last night?"
Mu Wenxuan gritted his teeth: "It's a small task, how can there be any gain."
But he didn't expect that at this moment, dozens of people around him were stunned and alert at the same time. They pulled out sharp blades in their hands and stared at Mu Wenxuan.
The leading man was even more quick-sighted and a dagger landed on Mu Wenxuan's neck.
"What are you doing?"
Mu Wenxuan was stunned, looking at the dagger on his neck, and shouted in a cold voice.
The leading man snorted coldly: "You still want to pretend? Let me tell you, there was no mission at all last night. Who are you?"
When Mu Wenxuan heard this, he suddenly realized that just now, the leading man had been trying to trick him: "It was so careless that Jingzhou was tricked."
"Stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly, what are your intentions?"
The leading man pressed down hard on Mu Wenxuan's neck with the dagger in his hand.
Mu Wenxuan glanced at the dagger on his neck and suddenly raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, now that it has been exposed, there is nothing to hide. Let me tell you, I am here to destroy your demon sect."
"You are looking for death." The leading man raised his hand and slashed down with the dagger.
A ray of silvery cold light pierced the sky, causing strong winds, and landed directly on Mu Wenxuan's neck.
But the next scene was a bit unexpected.
The moment the dagger fell, it passed directly through Mu Wenxuan's body without any resistance.
"How is this possible?"
Due to inertia, the leading man staggered a few steps, turned around and looked at Mu Wenxuan in shock, only to see that Mu Wenxuan's body had begun to dim, until finally, it disappeared out of thin air.
"Everyone, be careful, this guy is weird..."
The leading man was the first to react and turned around to shout to the others, but before he could finish his words, a cold light flashed across his neck, and a stream of blood sprayed out towards the sky.
"Brother Scar..." everyone shouted
"If you want to wipe someone's neck, you must weigh your own weight first, otherwise it will be easy to steal the chicken but lose the rice." When Mu Wenxuan appeared again, he had already stepped on the leading man, tilted his head and said with an evil smile.
"Who are you?" Many strong men stepped back in fear when they saw this scene.
Mu Wenxuan tilted his head and said, "I am your second in charge."
"Second Master, your uncle, brothers, come on, avenge Brother Scar." A strong man with a beard was the first to become angry, raised the sickle in his hand, and whizzed at Mu Wenxuan.
Mu Wenxuan's eyes were sharp, his body turned slightly, and after dodging the attack, he turned one hand into an ice bone: "Ice Bone Breaking Wind Strike!"
Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!
There were five muffled sounds in a row, and five strong men fell to the ground at the same time.
The remaining strong men, aware of Mu Wenxuan's ferocity, became vigilant and did not dare to show any carelessness.
"There is a grudge, and there is a debtor. I am not here to come to you. Open the barrier of this palace, and I will let you go." Mu Wenxuan also stopped and shouted in a kingly manner.
When everyone heard this, they gritted their teeth.
"Don't listen to his monstrous words, let's all come together to avenge our dead brothers." At this time, a strong man took the lead and shouted, boosting his momentum, and dropped the machete towards Mu Wenxuan.
Shoot the first bird.
A cold light flashed through, and the strong man who spoke suddenly died miserably on the ground.
"Don't make unnecessary sacrifices, you are no match for me." Mu Wenxuan glanced at the strong man who died tragically, with the cold air still lingering in his hands.
After a simple detection before, the strength of this group of strong men is actually pretty good. Most of them are around the five-fingered disciples. Compared with the disciples of Lin Nan's outer courtyard, they are a bit stronger.
But such strength is still not enough for Mu Wenxuan.
Many strong men hesitated after hearing this. Life and death were at stake. Faced with the call of death, how many of them could face it calmly?
"You are a member of the Demon Sect in life, and you are a ghost of the Demon Sect in death." At this time, a famous disciple suddenly stood up, holding up a bright red ancient sword in one hand, and shouted decisively: "The Rakshasa Demon Lord saved us, and we will never betray him.
have to."
"Yes, yes, yes." Everyone suddenly became more energetic, and at the same time they raised the sharp blades in their hands and shouted: "We are born as members of the Demon Sect, and we die as ghosts of the Demon Sect. We will follow the Demon Lord to the death and never betray or betray."
When Mu Wenxuan saw this, he was stunned.
I never imagined that this group of loose men would have such a determined will, and would rather risk their lives than betray them.
"This Demon Lord is a bit interesting!!" Mu Wenxuan's mouth curved. This arc was quite meaningful, but it was definitely not sarcastic: "I am even more looking forward to meeting this Demon Lord now."
To be able to unite this group of scattered people like this, this demon lord is absolutely extraordinary.
"Brothers, let's kill and avenge the dead brothers." Someone took the lead in shouting, and many strong men roared ferociously. They raised their weapons and slashed at Mu Wenxuan: "Follow the devil to the death...
"
Looking at dozens of strong men, Mu Wenxuan shook his head slightly: "Hey, hey, why is this necessary?"
"Wither away the flower of the other shore!"
A cold current began to rise violently along Mu Wenxuan's feet, and white snow floated around him. In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth turned into silver, and beautiful ice flowers bloomed.
Dozens of strong men were suddenly stunned and froze in place.