Xiao Muyang naturally didn't know what Linghu Feng was thinking, and there was no need to know, as long as he achieved his goal.
"You are so presumptuous, who do you think you are?"
An angry shout was heard, and the person who spoke was none other than Zong Lingfeng. He stared at Xiao Muyang, his face filled with a cold chill. His words just now were ignored by Xiao Muyang, and he was naturally extremely unhappy.
As Zong Lingfeng's words fell, the space suddenly became quiet.
Then Xiao Muyang frowned, his eyes slowly turned, and he looked at Zong Lingfeng again, his expression extremely cold.
At the last banquet at Linghu Villa, Zong Lingfeng relied on his old age and was rejected when he accepted him as his disciple. After that, he tried every means to make things difficult for him, but he endured it. Now when they meet again, he convicts him as soon as he opens his mouth. He wants to
Do you want to take revenge for that day?
It's a pity that he is no longer the same person as before.
"Did I talk to you?" An indifferent voice came from Xiao Muyang's mouth.
When the words fell, Zong Lingfeng couldn't help but froze, and looked at Xiao Muyang in astonishment, thinking that he heard wrongly.
What is this bastard talking about?
However, before Zong Lingfeng could speak, Xiao Muyang continued: "If not, shut up. You have nothing to do here."
Zong Lingfeng's face was extremely cold, and his heart was filled with murderous intent. It was a shame and a great humiliation for a junior in the spiritual wheel realm to be so presumptuous in front of him.
If this son is not killed, how will he be able to gain a foothold in Wangyue City in the future?
"You are looking for death!" Zong Lingfeng shouted, and slapped his skinny palms out. A terrifying big palm mark was thrust into Xiao Muyang's body through the air, and a strong wind blew through the air, making his clothes rustle.
"Teacher, no!" Linghu Qingyue suddenly shouted, but it was already too late.
Just when the palm print was about to fall on Xiao Muyang, a middle-aged figure appeared silently in front of him. He gently raised his hand and pointed out a finger, and then a click sound came out, and a fingerprint penetrated from the palm print.
After passing by, the palm prints shattered into pieces in an instant.
The space suddenly became quiet, and there was no more sound.
Zong Lingfeng looked at the figure standing in front of Xiao Muyang, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink. Who is this person?
Blocking his attack with just one finger meant that the opponent's cultivation level was not inferior to his, and he was also a Tiangang figure.
However, he knew all the Tiangang characters in Wangyue City, but he had never seen this person.
Not only Zong Lingfeng, but Linghu Feng was also shocked. He stared closely at the middle-aged figure, his face looked extremely solemn, and he felt an unfathomable meaning from the other person's body.
Is this person a master invited by the City Lord's Mansion?
No wonder Xiao Muyang dared to come and cause trouble. It turned out that with such strong men accompanying him, he was really confident.
"Interesting." At this time, a joking laughter came out, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and finally gathered on a young figure, it was Situ Zhantian.
Linghu Qingyue looked at Situ Zhantian, her heart heaving violently. Situ Zhantian and Ning Lingxi appeared here, naturally it could not be because of Xu Tianlei, but because of the young man in white next to him.
From their positions, you can actually see clearly.
The young man in white stood in the middle of those people.
But isn’t he from the land of the Kingdom? How could such a talented person have a relationship?
"Mu Yang, who is he?" Situ Zhantian looked at Xiao Muyang and asked. His relationship with Xiao Muyang has become much closer these days, so he directly calls him Mu Yang.
"A man who relies on his old age and betrays his old age." Xiao Muyang responded lightly. Zong Lingfeng's expression was livid, and he was furious in his heart. He was humiliated by this bastard again.
"I hate people like this the most in my life. I can't bear it when I meet him." Situ Zhantian said coldly, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said, "Just destroy him."
After hearing this, Zong Lingfeng's face immediately froze, and his eyes were fixed on Situ Zhantian. Who is this person?
It would be too arrogant to destroy him as soon as you open your mouth.
However, what happened next completely changed Zong Lingfeng's life.
The middle-aged man in front of Xiao Muyang stepped forward and disappeared like a gust of wind. Zong Lingfeng's expression was shocked when he saw this, and a powerful aura immediately erupted from his body, revealing the pressure of the Tiangang strongman.
He saw a piano appearing in front of him, and countless terrifying notes roared out. The spiritual energy in that space became extremely violent, and a sharp storm of piano sounds brewed, strangulating toward the space in front of him like a sharp sword.
But he saw a figure walking directly in the storm, with dazzling silver light flowing all over his body, like a silver spear. Countless musical notes cut on his body, making chi chi sounds, but they could not shake his body, as if
unstoppable.
"This..." Zong Lingfeng's face was shocked, and his heart was beating wildly. How could this person be so strong?
The next moment, the middle-aged man walked out of the storm of piano music, stepped in front of Zong Lingfeng, then raised his arm and punched forward.
A seemingly ordinary punch seemed to contain terrifying power. An extremely terrifying punch struck Zong Lingfeng's body. A scream was heard, and everyone saw Zong Lingfeng's figure being beaten.
Boom and fly out.
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.
The No. 1 Qin Dao master in Wangyue City, the powerful Tiangang expert, was blown away by a punch. What is this concept?
Simply, unbelievable.
"Teacher..." Linghu Qingyue looked at the figure who fell to the ground in the distance with her beautiful eyes, her face was extremely pale. She wanted to stop Zong Lingfeng just now, but he took action too quickly and did not stop him.
What she didn't expect was that Situ Zhantian directly asked people to depose the teacher without any hesitation. Is this the tyrannical method of a genius from a top power?
So cruel.
"Qingyue, do you know anything?" Linghu Feng turned to Linghu Qingyue beside him and asked. Just now, she opened her mouth to stop Zong Lingfeng.
"Yes." Linghu Qingyue nodded slightly, and then said a voice: "He is the genius descendant of the Situ family, Situ Zhantian."
Linghu Feng's expression suddenly changed, and his heart started beating loudly. How could a member of the Situ family come here?
However, before he could recover, Linghu Qingyue looked at Ning Lingxi's figure again and continued: "She is the saint of Yaowang Valley, Fairy Lingxi."
"…………"
Linghu Feng's expression was completely frozen there, and he was speechless in his heart. Is the saint from Yaowang Valley also here?
What is going on?
At this time, Linghu Qingyue looked at the person in front of her, it was Xiao Muyang. She took a deep breath and then asked: "Can you tell me, who are you?"
With two talented people accompanying him, how terrifying must his identity be?
Why did he appear in Wangyue City before?
Seeing Linghu Qingyue's gaze, Xiao Muyang seemed to see the doubts in her heart. Without saying a word, he waved his palm and suddenly put on a cyan cloak.
At this moment, a very familiar figure in her memory appeared in Linghu Qingyue's sight, causing her pupils to shrink suddenly and her heart to vibrate violently, as if she had been hit by something.
She looked at the green-robed figure in front of her, shock written all over her pale face.
Turns out, it's the same person.
Her expression suddenly froze, as if she understood something, and then a wry smile appeared on her lips. She should have thought of this a long time ago.
The Jiuhua Mountain event had just ended not long ago, which meant that they came directly from Jiuhua Mountain, and only one of them could have two proud men from top forces follow them.
First place in the event.
At this moment, Linghu Qingyue had mixed feelings in her heart and didn't know what to say. Everything she saw before her was too unreal to her, like a dream.
"I want to see He Jingyuan." Xiao Muyang said.
"He is in his yard, and his daughter is also there." Linghu Qingyue replied softly.
Xiao Muyang nodded, and then walked in a certain direction. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, looked back at Linghu Qingyue, and said: "Liu Fan is not sincere to you, he has been lying to you all the time."
After that, Xiao Muyang continued to move forward, and Situ Zhantian, Ning Lingxi and others followed him and left.
Looking at Xiao Muyang's leaving figure, there was a hint of confusion in Linghu Qingyue's eyes. How did he know?
Then she remembered what Xiao Muyang said to her before leaving last time, and her heart trembled suddenly.
Xiao Muyang said that what she saw was not real.
She thought Xiao Muyang was humiliating her at the time, but now it seems that he knew Liu Fan's intentions at that time, but he didn't tell her directly, but reminded her secretly.
Thinking of this, she sighed in her heart, only regretting that she was too ignorant and did not understand the meaning of his words.
"Qingyue, who is he?" Linghu Feng asked curiously. Judging from Linghu Qingyue's reaction, it seemed that he had a lot of origins.
"He is the number one in the Jiuhua Mountain Festival." Linghu Qingyue said with a bitter smile. It turns out that the distance between them was once so close, but unfortunately it will become farther and farther in the future.
"First place!" Linghu Feng's eyes suddenly shot out a ray of light, and his heart was filled with turmoil. Was that proud young man so outstanding?
He suddenly realized that he had missed a huge opportunity. Zong Lingfeng and the Liu family were the same, but Xu Yue was the only one to seize it.
In a courtyard of Linghu Villa, Xiao Muyang came here with very light steps and did not cause much movement.
Soon, a girl's figure appeared in front of him, with wisps of weak spiritual energy lingering around her body. She was actually practicing, which made Xiao Muyang's eyes reveal a look of surprise.
"Cai'er." Xiao Muyang shouted softly.
The girl couldn't help but tremble when she heard the voice, and a look of shock appeared on her delicate face. Did she hear it wrong? But why, it felt so real.
After all, she couldn't hold it in any longer, and turned around slowly, and then she saw a familiar young man's figure appear in her sight, with a gentle smile on his lips, as handsome and unrestrained as she remembered.
"Brother Muyang..." Cai'er murmured to herself, her expression dull, as if she didn't react.
"It's been so long, don't you remember me?" Xiao Muyang smiled, and as he spoke, he stepped forward and came to Cai'er.
It wasn't until Xiao Muyang stood in front of her that Cai'er realized that this was not an illusion, but real. Brother Muyang was really back!
I saw Cai'er rushing directly into Xiao Muyang's arms, and said in a more choked voice: "Brother Muyang, I was sorry for what happened before, and I apologize to you. Don't blame me, okay?"
"Silly girl." Xiao Muyang rubbed Cai'er's head and said with a very guilty look: "It's Brother Muyang's fault for not letting your father tell you the truth, which has made you sad for so long. It's my fault that I should apologize to you.
yes."
"Dad, did you hide the truth from me?" Cai'er immediately raised her head and looked at Xiao Muyang in surprise.
"Don't blame him, I asked him to do this." Xiao Muyang sighed.
"Why?" Cai'er looked puzzled.
"I caused trouble at that time. If others knew that you were close to me, they might retaliate against you, so I can only treat you as a stranger." Xiao Muyang explained: "Now that the crisis is over, I will come to see you.
.”
"So that's it." Cai'er suddenly realized that her brother Mu Yang had never blamed her, he only did it out of necessity.
At this moment, the girl's heart knot was opened, and a smile bloomed on her face. The smile was extremely innocent, brilliant, and as beautiful as a hundred flowers in bloom!