"Don't... don't kill me! I know I was wrong! I swear, I will never take revenge! Really! Please, let me go!"

The middle-aged man in black was frightened, his eyes were full of fear, and he tremblingly begged Mu Bei for forgiveness.

Mu Bei's expression remained as usual, and he enveloped the opponent with his sharp sword style. After three breaths, he pierced the opponent's throat with a pop.

The young man in silver clothes and the old man in blue robes gasped. Not long after, the middle-aged man in black clothes who had reached the Perfect Blood Realm was beheaded.

A whooshing sound broke through the air, and the other four middle-aged people fled in a hurry.

Mu Bei looked at the four people, Feng Xing turned around and stopped the four people in a blink of an eye.

The Vermillion Bird Sword was swung, and the mysterious sword style enveloped the four people at the same time.

Now that we have taken action, we must kill them all. Otherwise, if we only let one person go, trouble will soon come to our door.

"ah!"

Screams rang out, and in the blink of an eye, all four middle-aged men were beheaded.

The temple fell silent, the ground was stained with blood, and seven corpses were lying on the ground.

The young man in silver recovered from the shock and hurriedly stepped forward, cupped his hands towards Mu Bei and thanked him: "Thank you for your help, brother!"

Mu Bei glanced at him: "I was just forced to fight back."

"No matter what, if my brother hadn't taken action today, both of us would have died here! This is a great favor!"

The young man in silver looked solemn and saluted Mubei again.

The old man in blue robe also saluted: "Young Master is right, if it hadn't been for Young Master's generous help this time, there would have been no chance for the two of us to have a baby!"

Mu Bei didn't care. He glanced at the corpses on the ground and said, "If anyone asks, these seven people were killed by you. Is that okay?"

Although the middle-aged man in black and others were all killed, if the two people in front of them mentioned that he helped when they were asked, they might cause trouble if word spread.

The young man in silver and the old man in blue seemed to understand what Mu Bei meant. The young man in silver nodded and said, "No problem!"

With that said, the young man introduced himself: "I am Jing Wenkang, what do you call me brother?"

"It was a one-time relationship, so I won't leave my name and say goodbye."

Mu Bei walked out of the ancient temple and quickly disappeared into the distance.

The old man in blue robe looked at the direction in which Mu Bei was going, and said with a wry smile: "This hero is really cautious, and he doesn't want to have even the slightest chance of getting into trouble."

"This is actually a good habit." Jing Wenkang said, and then couldn't help but sigh: "This brother is only at the Bone Forging Realm, but he has such terrifying strength, it is really unimaginable!"

He smiled bitterly and said: "In the past, I thought I was extremely strong because I could block the strongest people at the peak of Yunxue at the early stage of Yunxue. But now I realize that this idea is really ridiculous, like a frog at the bottom of a well."

"Young master, you don't have to be too modest and self-deprecating. Young people like you are very rare in the world. Even the geniuses in the Imperial City are far behind in the same realm."

The old man in blue robe said.

Jing Wenkang nodded and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Yuan, can you guess who sent these people this time?"

"If the young master dies, who is most likely to be the heir apparent?"

The old man in blue robe asked back.

"My younger brother is useless. If I die, the most likely successor to the clan leader..." Jing Wenkang's eyes turned cold: "The second uncle's son!"

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The stars are all over the sky, and the bright moon hangs high. As time goes by, there are fewer stars, and the bright moon has disappeared.
Chapter completed!