At that moment, Wen Yuanshan was completely dumbfounded.

It was as if a heavy bomb had been dropped into my mind, and it exploded with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, the whole world collapsed rapidly.

What did he do?

Not to mention provoking the fierce god who killed all the kings in heaven.

I also want to be accompanied by the notorious Saint of the Demon Cult...

When he thought of this, he trembled all over, his legs hanging in the air kept shaking, and a pool of light yellow liquid flowed out from between his legs.

"This... this is a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding?" Feng Wuchen smiled coldly: "It was indeed a misunderstanding before, but now... it is not a misunderstanding!"

After saying that, Feng Wuchen turned his eyes to the Mu Sect Master again: "Who is your Excellency?"

Sect Master Mu's expression gradually calmed down: "If I tell you, I can live!"

"Ha..." Feng Wuchen snorted softly, stepped lightly with his toes, and in the next moment, the sword edge had reached the opponent's neck.

At that moment, Sect Leader Mu felt that all the hairs on his body stood on end.

Under the sword of this white-haired young man, he knew that there was no room for resistance.

So he closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

"If I say so, you must not implicate my sect!"

Feng Wuchen said coldly: "Say..."

"Xihai Tianji Sect...Mucang Mountain..."

"Tianji Sect?"

Feng Wuchen was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered something: "Tianji Sect, if I remember correctly, is a small sect on the West Sea. It has only been established for a thousand years, and among the sects, there is only the sect leader.

A heavenly king! Ha...it seems like you are the leader of Tianji Sect?"

After hearing the other party reveal the background of Tianji Sect, Mu Cangshan pursed his lips in despair.

But Feng Wuchen was not in a hurry to take action, but asked: "You, a mere Tianji Sect, dare to attack Fuyao Palace?"

When asked, Mu Cangshan said slowly: "Everyone wants to reach the sky in one step. This time, the Emperor's Palace wants to destroy the Fuyao Palace, and the Tianji Sect is just following the trend...even if

If you can't capture Long Yuan, you can take advantage of the chaos to fight for a ray of good fortune, but it is also a huge supply for our Tianji Sect. Fuyao Palace is high above and has a profound foundation. How can we understand the sorrow of small sects like us..."

Knowing that there was no way to survive, Mucangshan simply gave up the resistance and told everything in his heart.

"Now that the matter has been exposed, I won't ask you to let me go! But this matter was all my idea. My Tianji Sect disciples are innocent, and they won't even know whose hands I died in, so...

I hope you can let them go."

Feng Wuchen's expression was still cold: "When you attacked my Fuyao Palace, did you ever think that my disciples in Fuyao Palace are equally innocent?"

Mu Cangshan was startled, and then his expression changed slightly: "If I resist desperately, you may not be able to kill me without any injuries..."

"Yeah?"

At this time, a cold voice came from behind him.

Mu Cangshan suddenly felt a chill all over his body. A strange force had cut off the connection between his consciousness and his body.

At the same time, his cultivation and strength were continuously being sucked away by a huge suction force.

It was Dugu Ruoxue who had unknowingly walked around behind him and quietly activated the Netherworld Divine Art.

He secretly said something careless, and just now he focused all his attention on Feng Wuchen, but he didn't notice when the devil's saint came around behind her.

"Sometimes, being overconfident is not a good thing! A mere early king dares to shout with us, where does the courage come from?"

"metropolitan!"

Upon seeing this, a group of Heavenly Lords beside Mucang Mountain gave a soft shout and stepped forward.

"Bah!"

But at that moment, the thunder snake surged wildly.

"ah!"

I saw the thunder in Jun Wuxie's palm, and as everyone screamed, the next moment, those people

Tianjun was forcibly broken down into flying ashes by the power of thunder.

At the same time, Dugu Ruoxue had already drawn out 80% of Mucangshan's spiritual power and dispersed it all from his right hand.

For a moment, the rich spiritual energy spread rapidly towards the city from the restaurant as the center.

As the spiritual energy spread, the spiritual energy around Zuixian Tower actually became stronger several times.

At this moment, Mu Cangshan's face was extremely pale, and his energy was extremely weak.

It only took a cup of tea to transform a heavenly king into this. The methods of this evil cult are truly terrifying.

The Heavenly Evil Cult is not tolerated by the righteous way, but it is not without basis.

At this time, Dugu Ruoxue's gesture changed again: "Netherworld Divine Art! Dark Moon Soul Refining!"

The words fell.

"ah!"

As Mucangshan screamed, his facial features gradually became distorted.

In its destiny, a ball of light was gradually separated.

"puff!"

The next moment, he saw that his eyes were dull, like a pile of mud, and he collapsed on the ground.

This scene can scare Wenyuanshan on one side to the point of almost fainting.

Dugu Ruoxue closed her eyes slightly, and after a moment, she shook her head: "There is no useful information! Although he has interacted with several other masked men, he does not know their identities!"

The words end here.

Outside the restaurant, an old voice came: "Master Mu! Where is Master Mu?"

Immediately afterwards, I saw an old man in the Heavenly Lord realm walking into the restaurant with several Heavenly beings.

The visitors were none other than Wen Renjin, the ancestor of the Wen family, and a group of juniors from the Wen family.

After entering the door, everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

Behind Wenren Jin, a young man in red with a somewhat pale complexion suddenly looked as if he had seen a ghost. His limbs went limp and he sat slumped on the ground. He pointed at Feng Wuchen and backed away: "He...

He...he is Chen Wufeng...no! He is Feng Wuchen!"

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Almost instantly.

Literary Jin's eyes trembled, and he knew that Mu Cangshan's matter was exposed. He immediately turned around, leaving all the younger members of the family behind, and ran for his life!

"Ancestor!"

Seeing Wen Renjin turn around and run away, all the junior Wen family members at the door of the restaurant were instantly desperate.

However, after being called by everyone, Wen Renjin not only didn't look back, but even ran away even faster!

But in the next moment.

"laugh!"

The sound of iron scraping through flesh echoed through the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of Wen Renjin's screams came.

"boom!"

Wenren Jin was seen covered in blood and fell heavily back into the restaurant.

Looking closely, the young man from the Wen family on the field took a breath of cold air involuntarily.

At this moment, Wen Renjin's legs had been chopped off in a row, with blood pouring out. He was rolling on the ground and wailing, it was too horrible to see.

After that, two Tianxie Cult disciples suddenly entered the door and bowed slightly.

"When I saw that this man was about to escape, I cut off his legs. I also ask the three adults to forgive me for making my own decisions!"

"You did a great job, get up!"

"yes!"

At this time, Feng Wuchen looked at Wen Renjin who was wailing on the ground and asked: "Does your Wen family also have a share in attacking Fuyao Palace?"

Wen Renjin quickly shook his head: "No... no! These are all done by Mucangshan and Tianji Sect, and have nothing to do with my Wen family!"

Feng Wuchen's eyes slowly turned: "If your Wen family was not involved, why were you so aware of Tianji Sect's attack on Fuyao Palace?"

"I...I..." Wenren Jin said with a sad face: "Mucangshan didn't know the pattern of Kunshan, so he found my Wen family and inquired about some information from us... In exchange, he said that after he succeeds, he will protect my Wen family.

!I……"

"So you betrayed Fuyao Palace?"
Chapter completed!