"Do you remember, I said at the beginning that I would kill you with my own hands." Mu Wenxuan controlled all the cold currents around him, and finally concentrated them on Meng Qingyan, shouting coldly.
This sentence echoed throughout the Meng family, making everyone tremble.
"You, do you think, who do you think you are? Want to kill me? Hehe, hehehe, don't even look at it. This is the Meng family, and I am the peripheral deacon of the Meng family. Stop pretending." Meng Qingyan was so shocked.
Affected by the momentum, he was slightly timid, but he still pretended to be brave and spoke.
But just as he finished speaking, two gusts of cold wind were heard whistling by.
"Meng family? So what? I want to kill you, but I can't do anything with my hands." The cold wind blew by, and Mu Wenxuan was like a ghost. After activating the movement of stars under his feet, he actually approached Meng Qingyan.
"This, how is this possible?"
"Just now, what just happened?"
The Meng family disciples who were watching were completely stunned.
"You...how did you get here? I, I don't believe it, how could you become so powerful?" Meng Qingyan's eyes widened, and after choking and spitting, she looked at Mu Wenxuan in disbelief.
Mu Wenxuan snorted, and the silver feather feather was already in his hand. After raising it high, he brought up the howling cold wind and slashed it towards Meng Qingyan's neck: "I, Mu Wenxuan, what I said,
I will definitely keep my word, I will kill you, but I will never let you live!"
"No no no!"
"Brother Qingyan!"
"Mr. Mu, no!"
Everyone exclaimed, they could clearly feel the murderous intent in the silver feather feathers.
Meng Xun did the same, and hurriedly opened his mouth to stop him, but with his strength, he was already a little unable to do what he wanted. He cursed angrily in his heart: "Damn it, we must stop it, otherwise it will cause a big disaster."
Mu Wenxuan did not listen to the advice at all. The silver feather feather in his hand had quickly cut through the sky, and with the sound of biting wind, it fell towards Meng Qingyan: "I have said before that anyone who hurts my An'er should be killed without mercy.
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"No, no, no, don't kill me!"
Seeing Yin Yuling approaching, Meng Qingyan's eyes tightened, and his whole body trembled with fear. He tried his best to avoid it, but his body refused to obey and was firmly controlled by Mu Wenxuan's pressure.
"I can't die, I can't die, grandpa, save me!"
Meng Qingyan, who was full of fear, opened his mouth ferociously and roared towards the sky.
Boom!
At this time, there was a loud noise, and a deep spatial ravine opened in the sky. In the ravine, an old man with a famous Taoist spirit jumped out.
The old man stood with his hands behind his back, raised one hand, and just grasped the silver feather with his fingertips, he neutralized the powerful attack: "Little guy, you are young, but you are cruel and ruthless."
"Who are you?"
Being stopped by the old man, Mu Wenxuan's eyebrows tightened, and he exerted force on his palms, trying hard to pull back the silver feather feather, but he couldn't move at all, which forced him to become serious.
"Elder Tomb?"
"Elder Meng Tomb, it's good now, Elder Meng Tomb has taken action."
The disciples of the Meng Family breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the old man, and then they looked at Mu Wenxuan with piercing eyes and indignation: "If Elder Meng Tomb takes action, this kid will not be able to fly even with his wings."
"Grandpa, grandpa?"
Meng Qingyan survived the catastrophe. After taking a few deep breaths, he shouted to the old man in shock. His eyes gradually became colder and said: "Grandpa, you have to make the decision for the child. He just wanted to kill me.
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After hearing a few words, Mu Wenxuan was gradually able to determine that the identity of the old man in front of him was probably one of the ten elders, but he didn't know which faction he belonged to.
"Ahem, dear grandson, it's okay. Grandpa will make the decision for you!" The old man didn't even look at Mu Wenxuan. He looked at Meng Qingyan with concern. Seeing that Meng Qingyan was fine, he gradually came around.
God comes.
After coming back to his senses, he glanced at Mu Wenxuan, raised his hand to stroke his pale beard, and snorted solemnly: "Want to know who I am? There is no need, you just need to remember that I am you.
People you can never reach."
As soon as the words fell, a wave of coercion suddenly rose, covering the entire periphery of the Meng family.
The periphery was covered, and Mu Wenxuan endured the pressure and took several steps back before he could barely stabilize his body.
"This old ghost is so powerful. He is definitely a master." He took a few steps back and narrowed his eyes slightly. He could feel how powerful the pressure coming from the old man was: "It's so strong.
His aura actually made me feel scared. Since I arrived at Nine Fingers, no one except Netherworld has been able to do it."
Both Dazzling Mirror and Qinghai Coral could not remain silent and said to him from inside the Void Stone: "Little guy, this old ghost has strength as high as nine fingers and eight stars. You are definitely no match now. Try to find a way to escape first.
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Boom!
After hearing the words of the two men, Mu Wenxuan's heart trembled violently, and he immediately became more careful. The stars under his feet moved and moved, and he was ready to escape at any time.
"Haha, little guy, don't even think about running away. If I want to kill you, it's only a matter of minutes." But those little moves didn't escape the old man's eyes at all. He suddenly laughed and turned towards Mu Wenxuan.
Waving his hand, he actually dispersed the power of moving stars.
Seeing that his thoughts were seen through, Mu Wenxuan was completely agitated and cursed in his heart: "He can actually see through the movement of stars? Damn it. In this case, I have no chance at all. Am I going to lose like this?"
"I'm not willing to give in. Three years have passed, and I finally arrived at the Meng family. I haven't even seen the head of the Meng family. I'm not willing to give in. I'm not willing to give in. I still want to cure An'er, and I can't die!" Mu Wenxuan's heart
I thought unwillingly.
But at this time, the old man, after admiring Mu Wenxuan's expression for a while, suddenly raised his fingers, with majestic power gathering between his fingers, he pointed towards Mu Wenxuan's eyebrows: "Little devil, I will teach you today.
There is a saying, the mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind. Don’t be too arrogant when you are not at the top of the food chain.”
"Elder Tomb, stop, you can't kill him."
At the critical moment, Mengxun became anxious and shouted: "Young Master Mu is a distinguished guest of the master of the house, do you want to quarrel with me?"
"Huh? The distinguished guest of the Patriarch?" After hearing this, Meng Tomb's fingers suddenly froze in place: "In this case, I really can't kill you. Such a big matter should be left to the Patriarch.
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"Besides, you are the distinguished guest of the family master, and I want to ask him for an explanation." Meng Tomb glanced at Mu Wenxuan, slowly released the strength from his fingertips, and revealed a strange smile.
After the power was dissipated, Mu Wenxuan seemed to be reborn, holding his knees with both hands and breathing heavily.