"I gave you a chance before. Last time in Ice City, I let you go. But you didn't cherish it. You insist on being my enemy this time. It's really a waste of the inheritance of ancestor Chen Chuan."
Wu Yong shook his head and sighed: "Well, when things come to this, there's no point in ridiculing you. I'll give you a treat. From now on, keep your eyes bright and don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with."
Say it.
The sword light flashed again.
There was a bloody hole in Murong Chen's chest.
A thud.
Fell to the ground.
This scene fell in the eyes of everyone present.
Wu Yong's sword, although not as powerful as the previous ones, was majestic and the fight was particularly lively.
But this sword is even more terrifying.
What a high-spirited and powerful Murong Chen.
He actually...died like that...
Death is so unexpected.
It's puzzling.
Is Wu Yong's strength really that unfathomable?
Even a man as amazing and talented as Murong Chen can't cross his mountain, so who else in the world can stop him?
net.
Deathly silence.
Except for the frightened gasps of a bunch of people watching.
No other sounds could be heard.
At this time.
The sound of two people talking suddenly came over.
On the silent mountain top, it seems particularly loud.
It was so loud that both of them had echoes when they spoke.
"Brother Yan, have we reached the top of the mountain now?"
"We're here, we've been here before, I know this place."
"Hey, it's strange, why can't I see anyone?"
"Yes, I'm also very puzzled. Where did everyone go if there wasn't a huge crowd of people before? And just now, when we came up, that guy, the earth was shaking, as if it was the end of the world. There were people on the top of the mountain.
A few particularly bright lights have disappeared."
"Brother Yan, look, it's not a square there, why is it in ruins!"
"Holy crap, it's true! The Kunlun sect's house is about to collapse. What the hell happened? The Kunlun sect and the Huashan sect merged?"
The two people were shocked.
One question and one answer.
The tone is very exaggerated.
It's like talking about cross talk.
These two are none other than others.
It was Wu Yong who saved Yan Xiaoyi and Laifu at the foot of the mountain.
Yan Xiaoyi and others were favored by Wu Yong.
All I wanted to do was repay Wu Yong.
He didn’t say hello to Wu Yong.
Followed up the mountain.
Both of them had little cultivation, so the speed up the mountain was much slower.
Wait until they climbed to the top of the mountain.
What I saw was the scene in front of me.
Yan Xiaoyi and Laifu were shocked and worried when they saw the Kunlun Sect with potholes and many places reduced to scorched earth.
"Brother Yan! With the Kunlun faction like this, will our benefactor be affected too?" Laifu said worriedly.
"Bah, bah, bah, don't talk nonsense. Our benefactor is so blessed and so blessed, how could something happen? Come on, let's search and see if we can find our benefactor." Yan Xiaoyi took Laifu and went inside.
We haven't gone very far inside yet.
The two of them saw Wu Yong, who was supporting his body with his sword and standing on the spot, recovering his strength.
Because it can be seen in the square now.
Wu Yong was the only one, so he looked very conspicuous.
"Brother Yan, look, is that my benefactor?"
Laifu saw a figure that looked like Wu Yong from a distance, and quickly pointed and shouted loudly.
Yan Xiaoyi cast his eyes over to take a look.
It is indeed Wu Yong.
The two of them ran towards Wu Yong ecstatically.
"Benefactor!"
"Benefactor!"
After calling several times in succession.
It also attracted Wu Yong's attention.
When Wu Yong saw them, he frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Because there was reproach in his expression.
Yan Xiaoyi and Laifu were shocked.
Laifu was even more timid: "I...I..." He didn't say anything for a long time.
Yan Xiaoyi swallowed and spat.
Tell the truth.
"My dear friend, we were worried that you would be in trouble, so we wanted to come over and see if we could help you."
Wu Yong heard this.
I felt both speechless and a little touched.
What was speechless was that neither of them wanted to think about it.
With their little cultivation.
It's not even a matter of cultivation.
If you can help him in any way, it's better if you don't help him.
What was touching was that despite their humble stature, they were not afraid of the crowds from the Kunlun and Huashan sects, and rushed forward to help them with just their passion.
This kind of friendship is really touching.
Therefore.
Wu Yong raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled at them: "I accept your wishes. I don't need your help. Besides, you can't help me much."
Yan Xiaoyi and Laifu heard this.
Wu Yong's words seemed to despise them.
The blood of the two people immediately rushed to their foreheads.
Laifu got braver and said: "My benefactor, although I, Laifu, am not strong in cultivation, I dare to fight and fight hard. I can risk my life for my benefactor."
Yan Xiaoyi said enthusiastically: "Me too!"
The two of them had just finished speaking.
But I heard the strong wind blowing in my ears.
I almost blew them away.
Then, a figure appeared in front of him, standing next to Murong Chen's body more than ten meters away.
The man looked sad.
From Yan Xiaoyi's perspective, he could vaguely see the red eyes of the man.
When Laifu saw this scene, he felt confused: "My benefactor, who is this person?"
When they went up the mountain.
I only saw some disciples of Kunlun Sect and Huashan Sect.
The big figures from both factions were very unfamiliar to them.
Wu Yong answered him calmly: "His name is Wei Donghua, and he is the elder of the Huashan Sect."
ah!
Yan Xiaoyi and Laifu heard this.
My eyeballs almost popped out.
"He...he...you said he is Wei Donghua!" Laifu looked both in awe and excitement: "He is the elder of the Huashan Sect and the most effective talker now. Oh my god, I am so close to him."
Yan Xiaoyi's focus was on Murong Chen.
"My benefactor, he seems to be feeling sad for the people who died on the ground. Who died on the ground? Wei Donghua seems to care about him very much." Yan Xiaoyi asked Wu Yong.
Wu Yong also answered him: "The name of the person who died on the ground is Murong Xuan. He is a disciple of the Huashan Sect. He is quite famous among the younger generation of the Huashan Sect. Oh, yes, he just obtained some of the gifts from the ancestor Chen Chuan.
Baby, you are very high-spirited."
This time.
After Laifu heard this, his reaction became even stronger.
He uttered "Holy shit" twice to express his exclamation.
"He is Murong Chen! I have heard that among the disciples of the Huashan Sect, he is definitely the number one person. Compared with him, Murong Xuan is like a dragon in the sky or a dust on the ground. He is not worth mentioning.
carry!"
Yan Xiaoyi took a breath and murmured: "Murong Chen was actually killed. What kind of person must the person who killed him be? Could it be that the elder of the Kunlun Sect personally ended up taking action against Murong Chen?