"Lord of Ghosts! How long are you going to hide?"
In the deep pit, Mu Feng suddenly stepped on his right foot, and the wings behind him spurted out endless flames.
In an instant, the walls of the deep pit where Mu Feng was located melted, forming billowing magma.
Bah, bah, bah!
At the moment when the soil around the pit melted into magma, an embarrassed figure swept out of the pit wall on the right side.
This figure is none other than the Lord of Ghosts.
"Mu Feng! I am willing to apologize for everything I have done. How about we turn our hostility into friendship?" .??.
The Ghost Lord's eyes were filled with fear as he stared at Mu Feng closely.
At this moment, the Lord of Ghosts was in a mess, his clothes were ragged, the dark mask on his face was broken into pieces by a third, and his messy hair was spread out.
The Lord of Ghost Evil is very aware of the power of Gui Jie Dafa, and Mu Feng resisted without any damage, so he knew that Mu Feng was far stronger than him.
"Turn hostility into friendship?"
Mu Fengsen smiled coldly and continued: "Are you worthy?"
When the evil spirits slaughtered the entire Li family and almost killed Li Wenshu, did they ever think of turning their hostility into friendship?
Now, after he, Mu Feng, killed the ghost demon and showed his unparalleled strength, the master of the ghost demon actually wants to make peace with him. Isn't it ridiculous?
"Then what do you want?"
The face of the Ghost Lord changed slightly.
"Blood debts must be paid with blood!"
Mu Feng had no expression on his face and pointed out with his right finger.
Suddenly, he saw one hundred and eight spiritual swords surrounding him, wrapped in billowing evil aura, roaring towards the Lord of Ghosts and Evil Spirits.
The Lord of Ghostly Evil's pupils shrank slightly, he stepped on the soles of his feet, and his whole person disappeared in place like a line of blue smoke.
"You can't escape!"
Mu Feng sneered. He knew that the body movements of the evil spirits were strange and unpredictable, but the evil spirits were even more complicated.
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from mid-air.
They saw the Lord of Ghostly Evil falling heavily to the ground from mid-air. Everyone looked and were shocked to find that both of the Lord of Ghostly Evil's arms were broken.
"Kneel down!"
Mu Feng stepped forward, pressed his right palm on the Tianling point of the Ghost Demon Lord, and exerted force, causing the latter to scream in agony and kneel down heavily.
"Mu Feng! You can't kill me, otherwise you will be in big trouble."
The Lord of Ghost Evil looked pale, raised his head with difficulty, and stared at Mu Feng said in a deep voice.
"Disaster? Ridiculous!"
Mu Feng sneered, and with a swipe of his right finger, both of the Ghost Lord's legs were broken off, and he fell to the ground.
"Mu Feng! The power of the ghost evil is much more powerful than you think. The Canglan ghost evil is just a very inconspicuous branch of the ghost! If you kill me, you will be endlessly hunted by the ghost!"
The Lord of Ghost Demon's eyes were filled with hatred and he roared at the top of his lungs.
"Then I'll wait!"
Mu Feng looked calm, and flicked his right finger, thunder exploded from the ground, and a burst of energy instantly penetrated the ghost master's eyebrows.
Plop!
The Lord of Ghost Evil fell heavily to the ground, dying with his eyes open.
Everyone around him was as silent as a cicada, looking at Mu Feng in awe.
In the Canglan Kingdom, the Ghost Evil Organization was a powerful force second only to the royal family and the Martial Mansion, but it was destroyed by Mu Feng alone.
Everyone present understood that after this battle, Mu Feng would be powerful throughout Canglan.
Even the royal family and Canglan Wufu may not easily provoke this person.
After Mu Feng killed the Ghost Lord with a snap of his fingers, he jumped up and flew hundreds of meters up. His four wings spread out and hung high in the sky.
"Shi Yurong! Why don't you get out?"
Mu Feng looked down at the entire North District from a high altitude, and an indifferent voice filled the world.
Thousands of meters away, Shi Yurong and several ghost killers were hiding in the darkness of the alley, looking at the god-like figure in the sky with horrified eyes.
At this moment, Shi Yurong was really scared.
Mu Feng's power exceeded his expectations.
The entire Guisha group was destroyed by Mu Feng alone. He was just an ordinary killer of Guisha, so how could he be Mu Feng's opponent?
"Hey! If I had known that this boy was so strong, I shouldn't have provoked him in the first place, let alone massacred the entire Li family!"
Shi Yurong's heart was full of regret. If Gui Sha hadn't taken the initiative to provoke Mu Feng, I'm afraid Gui Sha wouldn't have suffered the disaster of annihilating his family.
"Don't come out? Then I will drag you out!"
Mu Feng pinched the secret with his right hand and used the soul-reviving technique to control the spirits of heaven and earth and explore the entire northern area.
"Got you!"
Mu Feng sneered, and shot out his right palm in the air. A huge palm formed of four-color flames slammed towards the alley where Shi Yurong was hiding.
Boom!
I saw that the alley and the surrounding houses all collapsed, and Shi Yurong and several ghost killers who were hidden in it fled in a hurry.
Poof!
Poof!
As soon as those ghost killers left the alley, their heads were found in different places and their heads were thrown high.
Shi Yurong landed on the top of a pavilion. Just as he was about to escape, his body suddenly stiffened.
Because, he felt a terrifying murderous intention that was firmly locked on him.
He slowly turned around and was horrified to find that Mu Feng was standing opposite, looking at him calmly.
"Mr. Mu! Shi is wrong, please spare my life!"
Shi Yurong knelt down heavily on his knees, kowtowed heavily to Mu Feng and begged for mercy.
Mu Feng stood opposite, saying nothing, as if waiting for something.
Shi Yurong, on the other hand, was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, not daring to get up at all.
Mu Feng's energy was completely locked onto him. If he made any change, he would probably die immediately.
"Zeng Gaoming! Bring the ice coffin!"
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Feng suddenly spoke, and everyone was confused by what he said.
"yes!"
Among the crowd, a figure carrying an ice coffin stood out.
This person was Zeng Gaoming. He returned to the outer courtyard and carried the ice coffin and rushed here immediately. Mu Feng happened to kill the Lord of Ghost Evil.
Whoosh!
Zeng Gaoming's right hand spiritual energy surged, and the ice coffin shot towards Mu Feng like an arrow from the string.
boom!
The ice coffin fell heavily next to Mu Feng, and countless blue flames burned brightly on the surface of the ice coffin.
"Shi Yurong! Look up and see if you recognize this person?"
Mu Feng looked down at Shi Yurong, who was kneeling in front of him, and ordered without any doubt.
Shi Yurong trembled, slowly raised his head, and looked at the woman in the ice coffin next to Mu Feng.
"is her?"
The moment he saw the woman in the ice coffin, Shi Yurong His pupils were shrunk and he was immediately recognized.
The woman's name was Liu Qian, a tutor from the outer courtyard, who had ruined Gui Sha's plan. Therefore, Shi Yurong used his power to blame Liu Qian and colluded with Gui Sha and threw her into the dungeon.
Before Shi Yurong was exposed, he personally came to the dungeon and killed Liu Qian to silence her.
"It seems you recognized her!" Mu Feng said lightly.
Shi Yurong kowtowed repeatedly and said: "Master Mu! I have no choice but to kill Liu Qian. Please spare my life, Master. I am willing to work as an ox or a horse for you in return!"
Mu Feng smiled, but the smile was cold: "I once swore to Liu Qian that on the road to hell, I would personally send you there and kneel down to apologize to her!"
Shi Yurong's heart suddenly dawned, and he realized that Mu Feng would never let him go.
Thinking of this, Shi Yurong no longer took any chances. He kicked off his right foot and fled towards the distance like a vigorous leopard.
However, the moment Shi Yurong just stepped out, a sword light swept across and broke his arms at shoulder level.
ah!
Shi Yurong screamed and fell to the ground, rolling and twitching.
Mu Feng held the ice coffin in his right hand, stepped out, came to Shi Yurong, grabbed his forehead with his left hand, and lifted it up.
"I want you to kneel in front of Liu Qian and repent forever!"
Mu Feng gently put down the ice coffin and forced Shi Yurong to kneel in front of the ice coffin.
Countless blue flames poured out from his palm, completely covering Shi Yurong and turning him into an ice sculpture.
Looking carefully, the ice sculpture transformed by Shi Yurong knelt in front of the ice coffin and became one with the ice coffin.
Mu Feng silently glanced at the woman in the ice coffin. Whether it was an illusion or not, he noticed a peaceful smile on Liu Qian's face.
"Go back!"
Mu Feng patted the evil spirit on the forehead, and the latter whimpered reluctantly, soared into the sky and returned to the Canglan Sword Tomb with one hundred and eight spiritual swords.
"Zeng Gaoming! Follow me back to the outer courtyard and give Liu Qian a good burial!" Mu Feng sighed softly.
"yes!"
Zeng Gaoming nodded, picked up the ice coffin, and followed Mu Feng.
Everyone around them consciously moved out of the way, silently watching the figures of Mu Feng and Zeng Gaoming gradually disappear.