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Chapter 191 Soul Guard

The moment He Feng's soul was drawn out by Mu Feng and his consciousness was wiped out, the elders guarding the soul card in the Chiyang Sect immediately knew about the death of Master Yu Maimai.

While he was terrified in his heart, he didn't dare to delay at all, and hurriedly took the broken soul card to the suzerain hall, and reported the news.

When the head of the Chiyang Sect heard the news, his heart was shocked and he felt incredible.

Immediately, he destroyed the sound transmission jade slip and contacted Huangmai and Zimo, another vein master who went to the dragon bone mountain range to compete for the sky-level dragon bone mine.

Unexpectedly, when Master Huang Maimai heard the news, he was even more shocked than his suzerain.

Because in his opinion, there is not even a single person who can fight in the entire Dragon Bone Mountain Range.

If it weren't for the huge number of newly discovered celestial-level keel mines, he didn't think it would be necessary for two Xiaoyaojing vein masters to come at the same time.

And it is such a place that can dominate even a mere legal state, but it can make the Lord of Feathers fall?

Simply unbelievable.

After finishing the sound transmission with the suzerain, Master Huangmai immediately began to contact the disciples who besieged the Jiuzhong Pavilion.

He has always been cautious, and he didn't immediately go to check the situation himself, but first inquired about what happened.

At that time, the disciples of the Chiyang Sect who were still in the area of ​​the Jiuzhong Pavilion heard the sound transmission of Master Huang Maimai, thinking that they had grasped the straw, and immediately started calling for help one by one.

"Elder Zimo! Please come and save us quickly."

What Zimo wanted to hear was not these, he pinched the jade slip and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on? How did He Feng die? Report to me what you've seen and heard in the most detailed way! "

"The disciple didn't see clearly that Master He Mai had the upper hand before, but suddenly a dharma body jumped down in mid-air, and Master He Mai disappeared after that."

"He Maizhu and the other two were fighting underground. We only heard the roar of thunder and explosions, but did not see their specific battle process."

"Master Zimo, if you don't come as soon as possible, all the disciples will die."

I asked several disciples in a row, but all I got was basically invalid information.

Zimo couldn't deduce the strength of that formidable enemy from the picture described by his disciples.

Did He Feng die in the conspiracy of his opponent, or did he die under some kind of poison?

He didn't understand this question, and he didn't have much confidence to check it out.

After all, both he and He Feng were at the early stage of Xiaoyaojing.

Since the opponent has the ability to kill the former to death, I guess I won't get much benefit from the opponent.

……

Inside the Jiuzhong Pavilion.

All the Chiyang Sect disciples who came to besiege have been buried here, while the remaining 100 or so Wang family members were gathered in the square outside the main pavilion.

The leader of the Wang family was Wang Chong who had provoked the Jiuzhong Pavilion and then was sacked by Mu Feng.

At this moment, Wang Chong's face was ashen.

He knew that no matter how lowly he begged for mercy, the Pavilion Master Mu would never let him go.

At a certain moment, he suddenly had a trace of regret.

If I hadn't volunteered to come here to avenge my enmity, would the ending be different?

If Mu Feng could hear his inner voice at this moment, he would definitely tell him directly: Impossible.

Because the moment the ancestor of the Wang family decided to join the Chiyang Sect to deal with the Jiuzhong Pavilion, the entire Wang family was destined to be wiped out by Mu Feng himself.

Looking at the Wang family who fell down in the square, howling or begging for mercy, Mu Feng said lightly to the left and right: "Except for Wang Chong, kill the rest."

That Wang Chong, he still has some use for keeping it temporarily.

"Do one thing for me, and I can let you kill yourself, otherwise, I will strip your spirit and soul, so that you can't live or die."

Hearing Mu Feng's words, Wang Chong raised his head and laughed loudly.

"Let me guess, is it because of the manager named Cao Tai? Do you want to get news about him from me? Or do you want me to rescue him from the Hui clan?"

While speaking, Wang Chong was staring at Mu Feng all the time.

When he saw that the other party was frowning faintly, he immediately felt relieved.

"Put away your self-righteous attitude! You want me to die, so why should I let him live? I really didn't expect that the Lord Mu, who can kill even the strong in the Xiaoyao Realm, would do it for such a If you are a small person, should I praise you for your love and righteousness? Or should I praise you for your kindness?"

Perhaps knowing that he was bound to die, Wang Chong didn't have many scruples when he spoke.

He thought to himself, as long as he could apply eye drops to the other party before he died, he would earn money.

Listening to Wang Chong's almost crazy laughter, Mu Feng's face was always calm, without any trace of embarrassment turning into anger.

He lightly raised his palm, and pressed in the direction of the other party: "Do you think I was discussing with you just now?"

While speaking, the Yin-Yang Soul Art was quietly running.

Wang Chong, who was smiling freely, suddenly felt the shock of his soul.

An irresistible force was taking away his soul.

Unspeakable severe pain gushed out from deep within his body, Wang Chong's legs softened and he fell to his knees on the ground.

His eye sockets burst slightly due to fear, bright red blood flowed down his cheeks, and his bloodshot pupils were gradually losing focus.

Before completely losing consciousness, he seemed to faintly see a mass of floating objects appearing on Mu Feng's palm.

Is that my soul?

Wang Chong will never know the answer to this question.

"Pfft."

There was a muffled sound, and his body fell to the ground completely.

Mu Feng didn't even look at the pool of blood.

He concentrated on refining the soul in his hand, and a moment later, a figure with the same outline as Wang Chong appeared in front of everyone.

It was a translucent energy body that exuded the fluctuations of the Nascent Soul Realm all over it, and it was even stronger than Wang Chong's before his death.

This is the first soul guard created by Mu Feng using the soul refining technique, completely obeying his will.

All the members of the Jiuzhong Pavilion around the square saw this scene, but no one felt that Mu Feng acted cruelly.

On the contrary, everyone felt that such a decisive and loyal cabinet master deserved their eternal and loyal following.

If the owner of the pavilion is really threatened by Wang Chong's words, everyone will be worried in their hearts.

Because in this world where the strong are respected, too much kindness often brings disaster and destruction.

Mu Feng's mind was moved, and he temporarily handed over the command of Wang Chonghunwei to Ling Xiao.

"Can you still fight? If possible, I want to ask you to help level the land of the royal family."

A simple sentence, but it attracted all the members of the pavilion to raise their arms and shout.

Everyone here feels that what the pavilion master said just now is really too good!

Ling Xiao smiled and nodded slightly.

However, Shen Mei said unhappily from the side: "Are you still letting us rest? You have fought for so long, but your injury has not recovered yet, and a new task has been arranged for you."

For Shen Shu's carefree temper, Mu Feng was quite helpless.

With a flick of his sleeve, he took out a bunch of pills from the system space, and according to the different injuries of everyone, he accurately bounced them in front of every monk here.

"Everyone hurry up to recover. Next, let's get back everything that belongs to us!"