"Kill me? Stop dreaming, I just don't want to let them go!"
Although he fought against three powerful men in a row, Mu Feng did not suffer too much, and was not even injured. He was unable to deal with demon cultivators below the third level of the Supreme Realm, and there was no pressure at all.
Facing Yan Feng's curse, he didn't take it to heart at all, because it was just a reason for losers to comfort themselves before death.
"Don't worry, I won't let go of the other fakes either. I will send them to you one by one. You go down and wait for them."
Mu Feng made his final judgment on Yan Feng, and with a "clang" sound, the Qingxiao Sword appeared like a ghost, sweeping out with a dazzling golden light.
Yan Feng felt that the world began to rotate, and the last thing he could see was his body still standing in the void.
After defeating the three powerful enemies, Jiuyuan also appeared next to Mu Feng. Looking at the broken void and the power of law above the dome, he looked very heartbroken.
"I haven't recovered yet, and now I don't know how long it will take to repair the mess you left after the battle."
Mu Feng patted Jiuyuan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will loot this branch hall and give you everything I can absorb!"
Only then did Jiuyuan smile: "That's pretty much it!"
Xiaobai also flew over and quickly interjected: "There is also me, hurry up and make me recover completely, I can help you more!"
Mu Feng nodded repeatedly and said helplessly: "I'll do my best!"
Nowadays, it is really not an easy task for one person to feed two treasures. Apart from robbing the demon cultivators in Wutian organization, he really can't think of any other faster and better way.
The space sacred artifact with an ox-headed horse face was preserved, and there were many good things in it. However, Yan Feng's space sacred artifact was destroyed by the power of the scorching sun, which made Mu Feng look a little annoyed.
"Boy, you have to hurry up. Those guys outside have already sent out the message. I believe it won't be long before someone strong comes here."
Jiuyuan reminded him.
Mu Feng nodded, quickly drank a few sips of the divine spring water, and then stepped out of the Wordless Golden Book.
At this time, in the Bone-burning Tower, several blue-robed demon cultivators had surrounded the wordless golden book. Further away were the red-robed and black-robed people, who were all prepared as if facing a formidable enemy.
The reason why they didn't escape was partly because they had already called helpers, and partly because they didn't believe that Niutou Mamian and Fake Mu Feng could be killed so easily.
But when they saw Mu Feng walking out of the Wordless Golden Book alone, every demon cultivator's expression became extremely solemn.
"Mu Feng, where are Niutou Mamian and Master Yan Feng?"
A blue-robed demon cultivator mustered up the courage and asked.
Mu Feng just smiled slightly: "I think you should ask them yourself this question!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly appeared in front of the blue-robed demon cultivator like a ghost. The Qingxiao Sword bloomed with brilliant light and slashed down with one sword.
Whoosh!
Before the blue-robed demon cultivator could react, his body had been chopped into two pieces. The huge sword shadow did not stop its force, cutting a gap in the circle formed by the red-robed and black-robed people in the distance.
A huge gap was cut out of the entire bone tower, which was on the verge of collapse and finally collapsed.
All demon cultivators who touched the sword shadow were instantly killed by powerful force!
Mu Feng, who had regained all his strength, was already an extremely terrifying existence. Facing a group of blue-robed demon cultivators, he directly launched a massacre mode.
Not long after, all the demon cultivators of the Wutian organization were slaughtered, and blood poured down like heavy rain, staining the ruins on the ground red.
After looting the entire branch hall, Mu Feng came to the cells in the two bone-burning towers in front and released all the slaves.
The slaves did not know who Mu Feng was, nor did they know what fate awaited them next, and they still looked terrified.
"Don't be afraid. I have eliminated the evil people here. You can leave with me."
Mu Feng tried to keep his voice as soft as possible.
The slaves looked at me and I couldn't believe that this was true. They didn't dare to believe it until they left the Bone Tower and saw that the outside was in ruins and the evildoers who tortured them were all dead.
cried out loud.
"Okay, I'll take you out of here. It's up to you whether you want to go or stay."
Mu Feng asked everyone to leave. Some slaves looked at the once hellish Bone Tower and couldn't help but burst into tears.
Looking at the remaining two bone pin towers, Mu Feng also frowned.
"It's really an eyesore."
He took the slaves far away, and then suddenly flew into the air, forming seals with his hands. The golden Buddha light illuminated the sky and the earth, and the shadow of the Immovable King rose up from the Buddha light.
"snort!"
Mu Feng snorted heavily, and King Ming's shadow raised six arms and began to attack the two bone-pinned towers wildly.
Bang bang bang!
The force of each punch was very heavy, causing the Pinned Bone Tower to tremble violently. Then, under the attack like a violent storm, the Pinned Bone Tower completely turned into ruins with a roar.
After King Fudo dispersed, Mu Feng stretched out another hand. Red light gathered in his palm, and the surrounding space began to distort violently.
"The Falling Flame Technique!"
A huge fireball appeared in the sky and fell hard towards the ruins below.
boom!
The fireball hit the ground, and the terrifying flames instantly began to burn. The branch hall of the Wutian organization gradually turned into ruins in the flames.
Mu Feng turned around without looking back, and the flames burned the sky behind him, like a picture scroll.
It wasn't until they left the small world of Black Crow Peak that the slaves realized that they had really escaped from the devil's cave.
Mu Feng took out a lot of elixirs and distributed them to them. It was the elixir he had previously refined that could eliminate the marks of slaves, allowing these slaves to be completely free.
"You can leave now, or you can follow me, but if you follow me, you must show your value. You must be mentally prepared for this."
Unexpectedly, all the slaves knelt in front of him at this time, with light in their eyes again.
"We are willing to go through fire and water for our benefactor!"
Mu Feng smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "You can't die casually. Each of you must live to become a useful person to me!"
Then he took all the slaves and left overnight.
It was dark when we entered Black Crow Peak, and it was still dark when we left. However, many things changed overnight.
In the inn in the small town, Jiaohun could not stop lamenting.
"Why am I so unlucky!"
Pei Lai's ears were numb as he listened, and he said helplessly: "Senior, please calm down. If Brother Feng hears this, you will suffer a lot."