Chapter 64 Kill

"There are some things you will know sooner or later." Mu Zifeng thought for a moment and said slowly, "I'm from Hexi. I'm Mu Zifeng, the third son of Mufu. Ha, you don't have to think about it. Marry with your friend Shirong."

"Ah." Zhao Xiaotian was really stunned and looked at him incredibly with her bright red mouth.

"Do you also know that I died a long time ago? Unfortunately, I'm still alive. It was Yunqing, the little magic doctor of Beijing Medical Shop, who saved me. The person who harmed me was the domestic slave of Mufu. It turned out that Ling Ge, one of the three masters in Hexi, and the tenth master. I heard that Ling Ge's master is a practicing ancestor. I'm afraid that they will quietly leave after recovering from his injury.

Mu Zifeng looked up at the sky, and pieces of white clouds slowly drifted by with the autumn wind. "In order to protect my family, I can only practice hard. I hope that one day I can have the power to protect my family and kill the people who framed Mufu that day."

"In Mufu, I am the most useless. Big brother's business is very busy, so I brought up his daughter Xiaoxiao. The relationship between us is very deep. Later, the eldest brother moved his business to another place, and we separated. I thought that half a year had passed since my murder, and my family should gradually come out of grief. How could I know that I would meet that child in the capital tens of thousands of miles away.

"In order to avenge for me, a five- or six-year-old child put down his carefree life and left his family with the obsession of revenge. Is this my great luck or the child's misfortune?"

Mu Zifeng withdrew his eyes and sat on a stone in silence.

Zhao Xiaotian finally digested what she had just heard. She never connected the Zifeng in front of her with her friend Shirong's married Mu Zifeng, because she got the news that the third son Mu had been killed and there was no body left in the capital. Shirong was seriously ill, and even her lively and cheerful personality disappeared.

This time, she will also visit Shirong in the capital, but the person in front of her is actually Mr. Mu.

"Sweetie, your Daxing Chamber of Commerce has business all over the country, so please take more care of it. In addition, you sent someone to send a letter to Mufu and told Xiaoxiao that he had become a disciple of Prince Yu and told them not to worry.

Zhao Xiaotian nodded repeatedly and asked hesitantly, "Did you also tell them about your affairs?"

"My affairs still need to be kept secret for a period of time. The domestic slave who framed me has not been found. I got the news that he became Ling Ge's fellow disciple. His master is a practicing ancestor, and this matter also involves the tenth master. Before the overall situation is decided, I dare not take risks, so I didn't recognize Mu Xiaoxiao just now. Since the accident, I have been practicing. My size has changed a lot. It's normal for the child not to recognize me, otherwise I really don't know how to explain it.

"Don't worry, I will let people take good care of Mufu. As for Mu Xiaoxiao, I will also ask Lao Zu to think of a way to see if he can wash her marrow?

Mu Zifeng said the hidden secrets in his heart, which was much more comfortable. He looked at Zhao Xiaotian and smiled, "You are the first person to know my secret, so you have to keep it a secret, otherwise I won't forgive you."

Zhao Xiaotian, who was still a little uneasy, immediately smiled brightly.

"Old master, old master." A bleeding subordinate ran in a hurry.

"This is Prince Yu's Palace. Who dares to make trouble here?" Mu Zifeng knew at a glance that the man had been slightly injured, and one of his arms had been seriously deformed.

"B bastard, does the tenth master still have my uncle in his eyes now?" Prince Yu was notified by his subordinates and roared, and there was a fierce atmosphere in the inner courtyard. He came out angrily and saw Mu Zifeng standing outside. He couldn't help saying, "Have a good rest. I will deal with the garbage."

Mu Zifeng and Zhao Xiaotian looked at each other and still followed.

In the outer courtyard of Prince Yu's mansion, the five injured servants knelt on the ground, and they had a cold blade on their necks.

Two noble young people next to him are standing proudly, looking at the surrounding environment with some sneering. Not far from them, there are ten masters of foreign skills standing motionless, two of whom are martial arts masters.

"Brother Jiu, we are still the first to enter Prince Yu's Mansion, which is similar to rumors. It seems that Prince Yu is really an alternative royal family, and he is not even as poor as a big businessman. Look at these veterans, who withdrew from the army and survived with him.

"Tenth brother, Prince Yu is our elder after all, so we should pay attention to our tone of breath, so as not to hear from outsiders and say that we don't understand gifts."

"Yes, the nine lessons are."

As soon as the two said a few words, they saw Prince Yu come out angrily, followed by Zhao Xiaotian and Mu Zifeng, as well as some domestic slaves.

"See Prince Yu."

Prince Yu looked at the two juniors who were only slightly appearance and sneered, "It turned out to be the Marquis of Zhongtian and Zhongshan. Don't you serve them well on the side of the tenth master. What's the important thing to run to this mu of my land?"

"I heard that Zhao's special envoy was visiting Prince Yu's mansion. When the tenth master knew it, he sent us to invite the special envoy to move. The house has prepared a banquet to entertain you. I think Prince Yu's mansion is relatively simple, so I hope the prince can understand the kindness of the tenth master.

Zhongtianhou's tone is still so arrogant. His title is much lower than that of the prince. In addition, Prince Yu is an elder and highly regarded in the army. Unexpectedly, the younger generation does not pay attention to him.

"Oh, the tenth master is so enthusiastic, but I am an eye-opener. It's true that the special envoy came to our house as a guest, but I can't decide whether they are willing to go to the tenth master's house.

"Ha ha, it doesn't matter if Prince Yu can't make the decision. We will invite him affectionately. Presumably, the king's special envoy will not refuse, right?" After saying that, Zhongtianhou's eyes suddenly became sharp and glanced back and forth on Zhao Xiaotian and Mu Zifeng.

This time, they will take these people back to the tenth master's house no matter what. Even if they use force, they will not hesitate to do. Otherwise, what awaits them is the ruthless punishment of the tenth master, and life is worse than death.

"You..." Prince Yu was about to take action, but he was pulled by Mu Zifeng.

"Prince Yu, why do you have to be angry with ignorant children? It's not cost-effective to hurt your body. In my opinion, drive out this group of unknown guys, so as not to hurt the harmony of both sides and humiliate your prestige.

"Hmm, boy, don't be bold if you have the ability. This is the capital and our world. Yesterday's humiliation to us will be taken back a hundred times today, but if you kneel down now and learn to bark a few dogs, I can consider letting you go. Zhongtianhou hates Mu Zifeng too much. Yesterday, Zhao's night banquet made him lose face. If he doesn't take the opportunity to find some scene today, he will have no value on the side of the tenth master in the future.

"Brother Jiu, you are too kind. Look at me, he should tie a chain around his neck and pull him around the city, otherwise the slaves below would think that our royal relatives are just a decoration. Zhongshanhou's words were even more vicious, and Mu Zifeng** trampled naked under his feet.

"Two marquises, this junior is rude, it's better for the slave to take it and leave it to you." A martial arts master in the team stepped forward, and his cold eyes stared at Mu Zifeng, as if to eat him in one bite. "A garbage that changed his bloodland dares to talk here and doesn't kneel down."

Mu Zifeng showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth, which is really good for being bullied. The king is right. If these guys don't kill fiercely, they don't know what introcity is.

"Kneeling down." The sword-wielding master moved, and a true air enveloped Mu Zifeng, and his right palm pressed on his shoulder. This action showed that the man's strength had been cultivated to the peak of the master's realm. His right palm flashed with a trace of luster, and the whole yard fell into a state of depression, as if the sky was about to collapse.

With a bang, the strong palm bombarded Mu Zifeng's shoulder, and the ground under his feet exploded instantly, as if it had been smashed by a huge stone of tens of thousands of pounds. The vigor flew, and countless stones were shot out. People around him took action to defend one after another, and the scene was chaotic.

"Impossible." There was a shock from the chaos.

"If you don't understand, think about it slowly after going to hell." Mu Zifeng's voice was very calm. Looking at the martial arts master's face, he was about to retreat. The true spirit in his body gathered and layered layers of defense in front of him.

"It's useless. Your meridians are injured. It's just the end of a strong crossbow." Mu Zifeng shook his head gently, turned his five fingers into an invincible sharp weapon, directly tore open the other party's true qi defense layer, and grabbed the other party's chest at a lightning speed.

"Ah..." With a sad scream, a shocking blood hole appeared in the chest of the martial arts master, and his heart and internal organs could be seen clearly.

With just one move, Mu Zifeng hit his opponent hard. His eyes did not move, his body flashed, and his right palm was full of blood, doubled, and roared his opponent's head into his chest. And the other party's body seems to have been bombarded into the soil layer all the way to the waist.

With a "Dang", Mu Zifeng pulled out the sword on the dead ghost master, stimulated qi and blood, and immediately burst out one after another, making people's skin cut like a knife.

Fifty catties of huge force condensed on the blade, and the seven-kill swordsmanship was exerted with all its strength, making a sound of death harvest. Woo-woo, there was a sound of sadness in the yard.

Sealing throat sword, heart-piercing sword, hole-breaking sword, interception and killing one after another, the eight warriors in the Pannirvana have no resistance at all, and one move is fatal.

is too fast to reflect. From killing a martial arts master to killing eight masters of Pannirvana.

When the rest of the people woke up from the shock, Mu Zifeng's sword light had been shrouded in another martial arts master. The strength of the other party was very strong. His true spirit on his body was encouraged, and his martial arts suit was brushing. In this case, he still looked indifferent and no longer cared about his life and death. He took the initiative to open his chest and rushed to Mu Zifeng.

The sword penetrated the other party's heart. Mu Zifeng's body was soft and abnormally. He flashed aside without waiting for the other party's bear to hold him. The five fingers were like a sword, deeply inserted into the back of the other party's head.

With a click, he broke the other party's neck.