There were many butterflies around Feng Mian. He thought that he had always kept a certain distance, but he couldn't resist the other party and insisted on pounce on him. Without a strong refusal, it was easy for others to misunderstand.
The first one to bear the brunt was Bai Qingyao. Although Feng Mian clearly refused at the beginning, she never gave up.
Her brother was brutally murdered, and the finger was pointed at Feng Mian. But Bai Qingyao was always in a tangled state. She didn't want to admit it, but she had to admit it. So Feng Mian was also responsible for her reaching this point.
If you think about it carefully, how many people has Feng Mian unknowingly provoked along the way?
Lin Xiuran, Yue Fengling, Liu Yiyi, Liu Piaopiao, Bai Qingyao, Shen Su'e. And those women who looked back and smiled and were never seen again.
More importantly, Wu Suyin, who once owed a deep debt, was willing to protect her silently, but took the initiative to withdraw.
How could he be so virtuous and capable as Feng Mian? Let many outstanding women surround him.
I thought my attitude was very clear, but I still hurt a lot unintentionally.
At this time, on Mangshan Road.
"What are you thinking about? Are you still struggling with Bai Qingyao's affairs? She is trapped in a cocoon, and you insist on taking care of yourself? Feng Mian, you are good at everything, but sometimes you really think too much."
Yue Fengling followed him. There were so many crises here right now that there was no room for distraction. The incident at the Ten Thousand Cave Gate was over. If Bai Zhenyi fell, then all the forces would definitely be occupied by the Soul Sacrifice Sect.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, Yue Fengling scolded in a deep voice, quickly stepped forward and grabbed Feng Mian's arm.
"I've already said that Bai Qingyao's fate was that she got into a corner and couldn't get out. It has nothing to do with you. On the surface, you appear to be brave and good at fighting, but in fact, you are really helpless when it comes to feelings."
Looking around ahead, layers of gray-black fog have begun to form in the space.
This place is not far from the peak of Mang Mountain. The Soul Sacrifice Sect must have set up a trap long ago, waiting for Feng Mian to pass. But he must go this time, and he cannot be tied up by anything else.
"However, I don't know if the black figure that I rushed to chase is a member of the Soul Sacrifice Sect. If there are other forces behind it, it will be even more troublesome. Feng Mian, you must go to the top of Mang Mountain alone and face the Soul Sacrifice Sect. ?”
Staring deeply ahead, Feng Mian clenched his fists and let out a breath.
"We have to go! There are many things that cannot be avoided but face to face. I know very well what the Soul Sacrifice Sect wants. Since all the sects have been involved, there will be chaos here if I don't show up."
They looked at each other, no longer hesitated, and quickly flew towards Mang Mountain.
Not long after, Feng Mian and Yue Fengling stopped under the shade of a tree.
The gray fog was lingering, and the scene ahead could not be seen clearly. There was no difference between the eyes and the dark night.
Just as Yue Fengling was about to move forward, Feng Mian looked stern and held her back.
"Wait a minute, there seems to be movement ahead. We have reached the area where the Soul Sacrifice Sect is stationed."
The next second, both of them heard a strange sound coming from the front.
"Third Protector, please be gentle, my family... my family really can't stand it anymore..."
"Hehe... You have to endure it even if you can't bear it. I'm going to kill you today!"
A blush appeared on Yue Fengling's pretty face, but fortunately her vision was blurry. But the two of them looked at each other, and it was obvious that they both understood. But it was also convenient, because the other party was in this state, and he was the least defensive.
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When preparing.
His body flashed and he quickly moved towards a dark tent in front of him.
Green light burst out, and a sharp long sword was placed on the obese man's neck. He rolled down and climbed down. He looked at the two people in front of him with horrified eyes. He subconsciously stepped back: "Who are you?"
Feng Mian stepped closer and took the Qingfeng sword from Yue Fengling's hand.
"Who are we? You don't need to know. You just need to tell me, how many people from the Soul Sacrifice Sect came to Mang Mountain? How many people were arrested? If you don't tell the truth, as long as I make a slight move, you will never be able to
enjoy."
The tip of the sword slowly slid down, and the fat man trembled uncontrollably.
Yue Fengling grabbed Feng Mian's arm and stopped her: "If you do this, how can I use this sword in the future?"
Fatty's cultivation level is not high and he is an outer disciple of the Soul Sacrifice Sect. He spends his days eating and waiting to die, thinking that he can live happily. So when he really met a strong man, he immediately ran out of tricks.
"Don't move, I said! That's all I said!"
He staggered up and pulled the clothes next to him. The woman next to him was also cowering in the corner in fear.
"You two, let me tell you! As long as you let me go, I will tell you everything. This time, almost one-third of the sect's troops came. The deputy sect leader holds a trump card in his hand. I heard he is Feng Mian's father.
.”
With a flick of his wrist, the sword blade drew a bloody mark on the fat man's body: "Keep talking!"
"I...that's all I know. The sect is going to have a showdown with Feng Mian this time and ask him to hand over the rare treasure. Otherwise, not only will his father be saved, but his soul will not be spared. The deputy sect leader said
I will definitely do it when I get there.”
The sword flashed, and Feng Mian stared at him coldly: "It's done, then it's none of your business."
Blood stained the entire camp red, and when they walked out, there was no life left.
Looking at the night sky, the turbidity and fog here are so thick that most people really don't dare to get close.
"You want to have a showdown with me? It seems that you can't hold it any longer. Everything you did before was probably a test by the Soul Sacrifice Sect. I want to see what other tricks they can come up with."
Yue Fengling had a sullen face, always feeling that something was wrong. She pulled Feng Mian: "It's better to wait and come here!"
Shaking his head, Feng Mian said: "I can't always rely on you. This grudge is between me and the Soul Sacrifice Sect. I have already caused enough trouble for you, and I will solve it myself."
Standing on the top of Mangshan Mountain, Feng Mian used golden light to isolate the fog here. He held the Nanming Sword tightly in his hand.
"Since you want to negotiate with me and have a showdown, then come out! What's the point of hiding your head and showing your tail? Isn't this situation what you want? I am here now. If you want the rare treasure, come and get it yourself!"
Phew! Phew!
Countless black shadows descended from the sky, densely surrounding Feng Mian.
A figure in black robes walked out slowly and stared at him with a sneer.
"Feng Mian, I have to look at you with admiration. Throughout Mangshan, you feel like you are returning to your own home. You are so familiar with the road. It seems that the ghost detection technique of our Soul Sacrifice Sect is indeed correct, and you have a close connection with him.
"
The sword light in Feng Mian's hand stirred and the gray fog dispersed. His body was shrouded in golden light and he stood quietly.
"Ye Guhong, if I cut off your arm before, you still don't have a long memory, right? Let's get straight to the point, hand over my father's body, and hand over the Heart-nurturing Lamp as well. I can pretend that nothing happened."
"Haha...haha...what a loud tone! Feng Mian boy, why on earth do you have that? Is it just you who can possess that rare treasure?"
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?But can you control it now? It's a bluff."
With a wave of his hand, numerous dead soldiers appeared from all directions, almost surrounding the entire Mangshan Mountain.
"Since you dare to appear here alone, you should know what it means to never come back. Feng Mian, no matter how hard you struggle this time, you must hand over the exotic treasure."
Raising his hand, a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sky. A scarlet transparent crystal coffin slowly emerged from it. Lying inside was none other than Feng Mian's father, Feng Junyang.
"If you dare to resist at all, I guarantee that your father will immediately turn into a murderous tool, lose consciousness forever, and be used by our Soul Sacrifice Sect. If you don't believe it, you can give it a try."
After a moment of silence, Fengmian disappeared.
When he reappeared, he held the Nanming Sword tightly, and a powerful sword energy burst out, attacking Ye Guhong fiercely.
Clang!
A pitch-black barrier appeared, blocking the sword energy instantly. Feng Mian held the hilt of the sword with both hands, unable to break through it no matter what. The next moment, a flame suddenly rose above the sword light, suppressing it forcefully, and finally a crack appeared.
Click!
Ye Guhong stretched out his hand, and a force of energy forced Feng Mian back. He stepped hastily and landed steadily.
"If you don't give a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty! Feng Mian, there's nothing that our Soul Sacrifice Sect can't get. I'm going to have a showdown with you today, and that means I'm absolutely sure. Don't believe me? Then watch carefully!"
He waved his sleeves and robes continuously, and a shadow appeared in the space. Among the shadows were all the people of the Feng family. They seemed normal and had no problems at all, but Feng Mian's face instantly darkened.
"It turned out that all of this was your intention! Or did I break the barrier with my own hands and release the power of the earth evil wheel! How despicable! What do you want to do?"
Stretching out his hand, Ye Guhong raised his eyebrows and smiled sinisterly: "Feng Mian, in fact, you are the one who has failed the most so far. Why can our Soul Sacrifice Sect control the lifeblood of your Feng family so easily? You will never know."
A large number of dead soldiers of the Soul Sacrifice Sect surrounded Feng Mian. Even if he wanted to retreat now, it was too late.
"Hand over the exotic treasure, I will keep your body intact. Do you think I will really let Feng Junyang go? Even if I let him go, there is no point at all. His body has long been eroded..."
"you you…"
Feng Mian's aura surged wildly, and the Nanming Sword let out a low cry. A mysterious mark flashed between his eyebrows, and he wanted to forcefully use the space of the Divine Pillar. But at the critical moment, a hand held his shoulder tightly to stop him.
"Who told you that Feng Mian came here alone? Do you think Laifeng Academy is dead?"
Xu Qingyu held a huge sword and sank it heavily into the ground. A burst of energy spread, and he lazily put his hand on the hilt of the sword: "Deputy Sect Master, do you really think that the Soul Sacrifice Sect has a chance to win?"
At this time, figures came out one after another and stood around Feng Mian one after another.
Xu Qingyu, Min Tailong, Min Taihu, Dashan, Su Muxue, and Shen Su'e.
Suddenly, there was an explosion from the other side of the mountain, and the gray-black mist was mixed with the fragrance of flowers.
"Haha... The Soul Sacrifice Sect's eyes are high, and they take action to suppress it forcefully. But you seem to have forgotten that there is Piaohuamen in the wilderness world and the ancient city. Although this guy Feng Mian is annoying, his character is not bad, so
I stand firm!"
Shen Su'e had already sent a message to the Piaohua Sect, asking them to make preparations in advance. Therefore, there were not only people from the Soul Sacrifice Sect on Mangshan Mountain, but also hidden strong men from the Piaohua Sect. Now that they have to face it head-on, there is no need to Hidden.