northernbook Chapter 44
Chapter 44
Feijian Villa, Meteorite Prison.
Wei Yangbing and Jing Shuyun were imprisoned in a separate cell, guarded by two sword cultivators at the Spirit Sea Realm.
"Flying Sword Villa is really insidious, it actually wants Brother Mu to throw himself into a trap!"
"Do you think Brother Mu will come?"
"Of course! Let's just wait, this bullshit villa is about to be in trouble!"
The two chatted very quietly, but most of the time, they were practicing independently.
It wasn't too difficult for Feijian Villa to arrest them and lock them up here.
After all, undamaged bait is more valuable.
About a quarter of an hour passed.
Yuan Pu, reeking of alcohol, staggered to the outside of the cell, and looked at the pair of teenagers and girls inside through the meteorite iron fence.
"Third Young Master!" The two guards saluted immediately.
Listening to the guards calling him, Yuan Pu felt more and more resentful.
"Open the prison door!"
The two guards looked at each other, and then clasped their fists together: "The owner of the villa has orders, only those with tokens can enter, and I hope the third son will not embarrass me."
Yuan Pu sneered and ignored the two of them.
He approached the cell, grabbed the iron rod in front of him with both palms, and stared at Wei Yangbing.
"I know you, you poor trash! You and Mu Feng are like snakes and rats in the same nest!"
After speaking, he turned his eyes to Jing Shuyun again, wantonly looking at the little girl's exquisite and soft body.
"How long have you been with Mu Feng? Why don't you come and follow me."
"There are so many good things in my son's house, I guarantee you will experience unprecedented joy, hahaha."
Before Jing Shuyun realized what he meant, Wei Yangbing beside him started to curse loudly.
"What are you? Are you worthy of mentioning my brother Mu's name?"
"Your whole family is trash! Your whole villa is trash!"
"Only engage in these tricks that are not on the table!"
Yuan Pu's complexion quickly turned livid, but soon, he laughed again.
He took two steps back, brushed his sleeves and said, "Just wait and see, I will cut off Mu Feng's head with my own hands and throw it into the cell, so you two can see it with your head down!"
Almost at the same time as his voice fell.
A sword cry suddenly broke through the air, shaking the entire prison.
Sword energy swept across.
Before Yuan Pu and the two guards standing aside could even figure out what happened, the heads of the three had already rolled to the ground.
What was even more dramatic was that Yuan Pu's head rolled to the side of the iron railing, facing Wei Yangbing and the other two.
His eyes were wide open, and there was still a look of shock in them.
Jing Shuyun turned her head to look at Wei Yangbing and said in a low voice, "Does this mean that he answered the cruel words he just said?"
While muttering, Lian Qing, who was wearing a blue dress, walked in.
She held a bloody long sword in her hand, which was given to her by Mu Feng earlier.
After confirming the positions of Wei Yangbing and the others with the qi technique, the two split up.
Seeing that it was Lian Qing who came to rob the prison, both Wei and Jing were very surprised.
But before they opened their mouths to ask, Lianqing raised his sword again: "Stay back."
Wei Yangbing pulled Jing Shuyun back, and said, "Sister Lianqing, this is a cell made of meteoric iron, ordinary weapons may..."
Before he could say the second half of the sentence 'unable to break through', the iron fence in front of him had already been cut out of a passage.
Looking at the stunned young girl standing in the cell, Lian Qing slightly curled her lips: "This is not an ordinary weapon, it was given by Mu Feng."
After successfully rescuing the two, the three fled outward together.
On the way, Wei Yangbing moved to Lian Qing's side and asked softly, "Sister Lian Qing, are you with Brother Mu?"
Otherwise, there is no way to explain the recent events.
Lianqing participated in everything related to Mufeng.
Fighting in the Wei Mansion, saving each other from prison, and now this bloody long sword!
Lian Qing coughed lightly, raised her palm and patted the boy's head: "Don't talk nonsense."
With just one word, the tall figure has already swept far ahead.
Wei Yangbing was thinking, suddenly, someone kicked hard on the crook of his leg.
The kick was so fierce that he almost knelt down on the spot.
"What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?" Young Master Wei turned his head and stared at the people around him, baring his teeth.
Jing Shuyun's eyes were even wider than his: "I told you to talk nonsense all day long! You deserve it!"
After speaking, the whole person ran away without a trace.
……
Mu Feng climbed up the stairs along the mountain road alone.
With that slow look, it's like traveling on a mountain road at night.
Just now he has confirmed by destroying the qi-watching technique and spiritual consciousness.
Both Wei Yangbing and Jing Shuyun were unharmed, and there was no Golden Core Realm expert guarding that area.
With Lianqing's strength and the precious sword he gave, basically there is no need to worry about the safety of the three of them.
Then, then, you can settle accounts without distractions.
At the end of the mountain road, there stands a single peak.
The light and charm of the formation flowed on it, and the murderous intent was bold.
Mu Feng raised his arm, and punched out steadily.
"boom!"
The barrier of light covering the entire Dufeng suddenly shattered.
Like a large water bubble, it exploded in mid-air, and then dissipated into nothingness.
The sound of the array bursting quickly swept across the four directions, and could be heard even outside the villa.
In an instant, one after another sword cultivators rose from the ground, flying towards Dufeng like arrows.
Mu Feng's movements were still unhurried.
Walking to a small courtyard at the top of the peak, I secretly admired the surrounding layout.
The small courtyard in front of me looks very simple.
Thatched cottages, stone tables and benches, flowers, birds, insects and fish..
It's like a comfortable place for ordinary old people to live up to their old age.
In fact, all the furnishings in the courtyard are priceless and high-quality materials.
Take out anything casually, and the outside world will attract monks to scramble.
Of course, Mu Feng is far from looking down on the things here.
"Hehe~ In my memory, the last time someone came here was 100 years ago."
With the sound of a hoarse voice, the ancestor Feijian who was dressed in commoner had already pushed the door and walked out.
His flesh and blood are still a little shriveled, but his spirit is much better than when he just left the customs.
The two looked at each other from a distance, both of them were a little surprised.
Mu Feng's youth and courage are beyond the expectation of Fei Jian's ancestor.
As for Mu Feng, he could see that the other party's state was very strange.
The old man who looked like a man in front of him was entangled with death inside and out.
It doesn't feel like a living person, but it's not a zombie either.
It is estimated that he practiced some kind of sorcery and evil skills to make himself like this.
Moreover, his Nascent Soul Realm is not very stable. Strictly speaking, it can only be called a False Infant Realm.
Ancestor Feijian didn't know what Mu Feng was thinking.
He grinned, showing two rows of yellowed fangs: "You came alone?"
"Today's young monks are really courageous!"
"Let the old man take a good look at it, um, the peak of the Golden Core Realm? No wonder he was able to knock back that old thing from the Jing family with a single sword."
Listening to the other party's chatter, Mu Feng scratched his ears.
Glancing at the other party's bright yellow teeth in disgust, he clicked his tongue and said, "Do you like to talk nonsense? Do you want to go back and brush your teeth first?"
"Also, I am enough to defeat the disabled Feijian Villa!"