"This sword is called the Seven-Star Rainbow Sword, and it is a medium-level king-level spiritual weapon! I think the value of this spiritual weapon is enough for you to take action!"
Yan Yuhuan flicked his finger, and a white spirit sword with seven stars shining on its blade floated in front of Mu Feng.
Mu Feng's eyes flashed, and he grasped the hilt of the sword. He saw seven star points on the blade, emitting bright light, and the sword trembled violently, as if it was about to escape from Mu Feng's palm.
"Order it for me!"
Mu Feng's voice was like a loud bell, and ripples of the sword's artistic conception surged out of his palm.
I saw the originally trembling spiritual sword emitting a clear and clear sword sound, and immediately became quiet.
"The artistic conception of the sword!"
A glimmer of light flashed through King Kongchen Buddha's cloudy eyes, and he murmured.
"Mr. Yan is so polite! What's the relationship between you and me? Since you are so kind, I will be disrespectful!"
Mu Feng was quite satisfied with the Seven-Star Gilded Rainbow Sword, so he raised his hand to Yan Yuhuan and put it into his pocket without any ceremony.
Since the battle with Qiu Xiang, Mu Feng's spiritual sword has been basically destroyed. Now he just needs a suitable spiritual sword. This seven-star gilded rainbow sword is just what he wants.
Yan Yuhuan's eyelids twitched and he secretly scolded Mu Feng for taking advantage and being a good boy.
"With Xiaoyou Mu's strength, it is absolutely no problem to hold down King Xuefeng Martial Arts! Even King Thunder Martial Arts and the three great heavenly masters may not be able to handle it!"
King Kongchen Buddha said worriedly.
Yan Yuhuan said in a deep voice: "I'll think of another way. If I can invite another King Wu to come over, I should be able to defend Hanjiang Temple this time!"
"That's the only way it can be!" Buddha King Kongchen sighed softly.
"Kongchen! Arrange a room for me and Xiaoyou Mu, I'm going to let him repair my meridians!" Yan Yuhuan looked at Kongchen Buddha King and said.
King Kongchen Buddha nodded, called for the little novice monk, and after giving some instructions, the little novice monk took Yan Yuhuan and Mu Feng out of the temple.
"Senior brother! This guy is only half a step above Martial King. Can he really stop Xuefeng Martial King?" After Mu Feng and Yan Yuhuan left, a burly middle-aged warrior monk walked from the depths of the Buddhist hall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a frown on his face.
This middle-aged warrior monk is the second Buddha King of Hanjiang Temple, nicknamed Kongji Buddha King.
"I believe in Mr. Yan's vision!"
After saying this, King Kongchen Buddha knelt in front of the Buddha statue again, gently tapped the wooden fish, and slowly closed his eyes.
…
The young novice monk led Mu Feng and Yan Yuhuan to an elegant and spacious attic, pronounced the name of Buddha and left on his own.
"Mr. Yan! I'm very surprised. With your personality, you shouldn't be the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business!"
Stepping into the attic, Mu Feng turned around and looked directly at Yan Yuhuan calmly.
From Mu Feng's point of view, the matter between Hanjiang Temple and Hunsha is just a trip into troubled waters, and neither Yan Yuhuan nor Mu Feng need to get caught up in it.
Yan Yuhuan sighed softly: "When I was seriously injured, I actually fled to the Hanjiang Temple in the Jinyan Kingdom first. If Kongchen hadn't saved me at that time, I would have died long ago!"
"Now, Hanjiang Temple is in trouble, how can I not save you? Don't worry, I will protect your life this time. You only need to block King Xuefeng Wu!"
Mu Feng's eyes flickered and he said, "Do you know what kind of cultivation the Thunder Martial King is?"
Yan Yuhuan thought for a while and said: "As far as I know, Thunder Martial King was already a second-level Martial King ten years ago, and has been in seclusion since then. I am afraid that he has at least reached the second-level peak Martial King!"
Hearing this, Mu Feng nodded, knowing what he was thinking, and said: "Let me help you repair the Du Vein first! Take out the Huanglong Jade and give it to me!"
Yan Yuhuan's eyes showed excitement as he took out the Huanglong Jade and handed it to Mu Feng.
The two meridians of Ren and Du are the most important of the eight extraordinary meridians.
Two main lines are important.
As long as the two meridians of Ren and Du are completely repaired, Yan Yuhuan can absorb spiritual energy on his own, curb the loss of spiritual energy in his body, and even restore part of his cultivation.
To Mu Feng's surprise, numerous guidance runes had been drawn on the surface of the Huanglong Jade that Yan Yuhuan gave him.
I saw that the light yellow on the surface of Huanglong Jade had turned into dark red.
Next, Mu Feng only needs to place the Huanglong Jade in Yan Yuhuan's Zhongting Point, and use special seals to help Yan Yuhuan absorb the energy in the Huanglong Jade. ??
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In the main hall of Changshenghou Mansion, Jinyan Capital.
A young man in his twenties with sinister eyebrows sat on the main seat.
In front of the main hall, there were two stretchers with a man and a woman lying on them.
The man was about forty years old. His aura was weak and his spirit energy was disordered. It was obvious that his life had been destroyed.
The woman was eighteen or nineteen years old and had good looks, but her limbs were severed and she was wailing in pain.
This man and woman were none other than Zong Gaojun and Zong Qiurou, who were deposed by Mu Feng.
As for the sinister young man sitting in the main seat, his identity is naturally self-evident, he is none other than Chang Sheng Hou Zongming.
"Ming'er! That Mu Feng is so abominable, you must avenge us and kill him!"
Zong Gaojun was heartbroken and almost madly said to Zong Ming who was in charge.
"Yes! Zong Ming, you must kill him! No, you don't want to kill him first, but cripple him first, and then let him kneel in front of us and let us chop him alive with our swords!"
Zong Qiurou screamed, cursing like a shrew.
"Godfather, sister Qiurou! Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you! However, before taking revenge, I need you to do one thing for me!"
Zong Ming looked calm, stood up, and walked towards Zong Qiu Rou Zong Gaojun.
"Help you do something? Tomorrow, stop joking, your sister and I have become useless, what else can we do to help you! It's you who are here to help us now!"
Zong Gaojun's face was full of bitterness, but in his heart he was quite confused about Zong Ming's words.
"No, no, no! You can definitely help me with this!"
Zong Ming's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said: "I have been practicing a kind of magic skill recently, called "Blood Shadow Magic Technique"! This magic skill has five levels. If I practice it to the fifth level, I can successfully break through.
To the realm of King Wu!"
"Now, I am only half a step away from the fifth level! As long as I break through this half step and step into the realm of the Martial King, it will be just around the corner! Killing that Mu Feng is just a snap of the fingers!"
Zong Gaojun and Zong Qiurou were stunned for a moment, then congratulated Zong Ming one after another.
Although they don't know why Zong Ming wants to practice magic skills, as long as the latter is stronger, the better, so that he can avenge them.
"And the last half step requires me to kill the most important person to me with my own hands! I, Zongming, have no father or mother. It was my godfather who raised me and treated me like his own son! So my godfather and sister Qiurou, it's me
the most important person!"
Zong Ming walked to the stretcher and looked down at Zong Gaojun and Zong Qiurou, the strange light in his eyes becoming more and more intense.
"What? You...you want to kill me?"
Zong Gaojun's expression changed drastically, and as soon as he finished speaking, Zong Ming's right palm shot out from the air, hitting Zong Gaojun's face.
Poof!
Zong Gaojun's entire head was blasted into blood foam, his whole body twitched, and he completely lost his breath.
"No...Brother Zong Ming, you loved me the most when you were a child. You won't kill me, will you?" Zong Qiurou screamed and begged Zong Ming.
"Sister Qiurou, I love you the most, so I won't let you feel pain!"
Zong Ming licked his lips, his right hand turned into a claw, and suddenly landed on Zong Qiurou's forehead...