Chapter 952 Reunited in the Barren State

"ah!"

Ming Yan let out a scream, and the entire left shoulder was chopped off, including the shoulder and arm, and was chopped off by Mu Feng's sword.

Ming Yan screamed and retreated violently, his face distorted in pain, he looked at Mu Feng ferociously, and roared: "My cultivation, you, what did you do to me?"

At this moment, the skill that he can mobilize in his body is only 10%!

He looked at the woman beside Mu Feng who was too beautiful to be a mortal, his eyes were full of horror.

"go to hell!"

Mu Feng roared furiously, and the second sword struck violently with a thunderous blow.

With a wave of Ming Yan's left arm, a white light appeared, and a white spirit sword flew out to block Mu Feng's blow. This spirit sword erupted with powerful spiritual power and shattered Mu Feng's blow. A spirit sword of no low rank.

Ming Yan turned around and left through the air, running away!

Seeing this scene, Mu Feng fell to the ground and spat out blood. He was also seriously injured. At this moment, he was extremely weak.

Mu Feng looked at Yue'er, his eyes were full of guilt, this time, he still had to consume Yue'er's power of primordial spirit before he could be saved.

"I'm so happy to escape from here, for the next period of time, I can only fall into a deep sleep"

Xi Yue looked at Mu Feng and said, without any intention of blaming, it turned into a weak soul light and shot into Shura Divine Jade.

Mu Feng took the Asura Divine Jade and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Yue'er..."

He looked at Ming Yan who was fleeing, and towards the direction of Zhongzhou City, his eyes were full of cold killing intent.

"Today's revenge, I, Mu Feng, will not be a human being unless I take revenge!"

Mu Feng growled lowly, years of painstaking efforts, today because of a disciple of Wanxiang Sect, turned into nothing, one can imagine the anger in Mu Feng's heart.

He then tore a space scroll, his body hid in space, and teleported away.

In Zhongzhou City, the disciples and elders of the Hall of High Heaven are already dead, fleeing as many as possible. The Ji family took advantage of the destruction of the Palace of High Heaven, and the disciples of the Ji family quickly occupied the territory and property of the Palace of High Heaven.

Outside Zhongzhou City, a group of people escorted Mu Chen and others out of Zhongzhou City.

"Miss Kong Yan, what happened to Feng'er?"

Mu Chen asked worriedly.

The rest of Mu Feng's relatives also showed concern. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen to Lingxiao Palace just after they moved to Zhongzhou City.

Mo Bao and the others looked depressed and remained silent. The sudden destruction of the Lingxiao Palace was a severe blow to all the old people in the Lingxiao Palace.

"Uncle Mu, don't worry, Mu Feng is an auspicious person, he will be fine."

Kong Yan squeezed out a smile and said, maybe this is her own way of comforting herself.

"Lingxiao Temple, is it just gone?"

Zhou Wenquan said in a low voice.

"No, the Lingxiao Palace is not dead! As long as the young master is here, the Lingxiao Palace will not die!"

Mo Bao looked excited, looked at Zhou Wenquan and roared.

Zhou Wenquan finished his sentence and dared not speak.

"Everyone, don't be confused, first send the young master's family to Beiyuanyu, and the young master will definitely find a way to contact us."

Mo Sanlang said to everyone.

Everyone strengthened their spirits and escorted Mu Chen and others back to Beiyuanyu and left Zhongzhou.

The news of the destruction of the Lingxiao Palace quickly spread throughout Zhongzhou, and caused quite a shock. The Lingxiao Palace was like a shooting star. After a short period of brightness, it finally fell into the night sky.

At the same time, the strength of the Wanxiang Sect has also attracted countless monks. Many young people with a high level of cultivation have rushed to the Great Shang Dynasty, preparing to participate in the selection of the Wanxiang Sect's disciples a year later.

Jin Dongxu and others didn't stay in Zhongzhou City for long, and then rushed to other big states. His task was to spread the story of the selection of disciples of the Wanxiang Sect to the Zhou Wu Dynasty, and let countless geniuses participate in the competition of the Wanxiang Sect disciples. selection.

In a blink of an eye, a few days passed.

On the border of the barren state, in an ordinary small town, the town is not big, with only tens of thousands of people, the streets are bustling with people coming and going.

In front of the tavern, there were mercenaries drinking and chatting, punching loudly.

Above the small town, the most powerful force is a mercenary force.

In a manor, a fluttering flag fluttered in the wind. It was embroidered with a thunder bird flying with wings, and the word Tianfeng was written on it.

This is a branch of the Tianfeng Mercenary Group.

In that mansion, a figure with pale face and silver hair was sitting cross-legged on a grass field. In the sky above, blood-colored energy poured into the body of a divine jade.

In this manor, there are constantly strong people coming through the air, gathering in this manor, and many of them have a heavy look on their faces.

"Commander Mo Hu, how is the young master?"

Outside the mansion, many people gathered. These people were all from Lingxiao Temple, and everyone asked worriedly.

Although the Temple of High Heaven is gone, the Tianfeng Mercenary Group is still there. After the people in the Temple of High Heaven are disbanded, there will be no place for them to go.

Of course, those who were still willing to follow Mu Feng after the Temple of High Heaven was destroyed were the more loyal people, the old people of the Palace of High Heaven.

"Everyone, don't worry, the young master is not in danger of his life, he is recuperating from his injuries, and he will be able to meet you all soon."

Mo Hu comforted everyone and said.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words, Mu Feng is the spiritual pillar of the Lingxiao Palace, if Mu Feng is still there, then the Lingxiao Palace will not die.

"Damn it, this revenge, I, Lingxiao Palace, will definitely avenge it one day!"

Mo Bao roared, punching the wall with his fist, his eyes filled with anger.

"Revenge? How? The ones who killed us were disciples of the Wanxiang Sect. Could it be that we can compete with the Wanxiang Sect? And the power of the entire Zhongzhou City?"

Qian Xing smiled wryly, just the colossal monster of Wanxiang Sect was already overwhelming them.

"Old Qian, what do you mean, are you afraid?"

Mo Bao looked at Qian Xing coldly, and roared in a low voice.

"It's not that we are afraid, but that we don't have such strength"

Qian Xing said.

The others were silent when they heard the words, and it was the Wanxiang Sect who ordered the destruction of their Lingxiao Temple. The Wanxiang Sect, one of the world's overlords, they could only look up to.

And it was the kings of the forces in Zhongzhou City, the Ming family, the Ji family, the Wang family, etc., and the Lingxiao Palace did not have the strength to resist so many powerful forces.

At this moment, in the sky, two more figures shrouded in black mist pierced through the air and landed in front of the mansion.

"It's the two Supreme Elders!"

"Great, both adults are fine"

The people in Lingxiao Temple were overjoyed when they saw the two people shrouded in black mist, it was Lei Wang and Su Lian.

Seeing these two people, everyone's hearts are also slightly at ease. They still have the King of Heavenly Soul Realm in Lingxiao Palace, and the young master is still there. It's not that there is no chance of revival and rise.

"The Supreme Elder!"

Everyone saluted respectfully, King Lei looked at Mo Hu and said, "Take me to see Mu Feng"

"Yes, please come inside the Supreme Elder"

Mo Hu hurriedly invited Lei Wang and Su Lian in, Lei Wang, I don't know what to discuss with Mu Feng...