Chapter 280

"And help?"

The third son of the Hai family was surprised. However, when he saw the woman clearly, he had another evil smile.

"What's today's good day? A little beauty has fallen into the trap, but here's another big beauty who comes to the door by herself?"

Boom!

The next moment, a gorgeous flame burst in front of the third young master, now in the void, blooming under the night sky.

The hot breath curled and roared, but finally died out under the powerful Xuanli force. Ling Gong stood in front of the third son with a cool face.

"It's you?"

At the same time, Ning Yue finally saw the face of the woman above, and was shocked. It turned out that he was in Haohuo house yesterday. It was not an illusion that he caught a glimpse of it.

A few days ago, sitting alone in the corner of Yinyi City Inn, she brought her own silver bowls and chopsticks. She was elegant and noble. This woman left a deep impression on ningyue. I never thought that I would see her again when I was in a desperate situation.

"Since you don't have enough strength, don't rush. You will only ruin yourself because of ignorance."

Glanced an eye rather more, the woman coldly said. Then, her slightly murderous eyes were fixed on murongyan. Her lips trembled and she spoke again.

"I don't want to pay attention to the other people here. I'll take your life. "

"Who are you?"

Murongyan retreats with a gun. Although he can't find out the truth, he can instinctively feel that he is not the woman's opponent.

"Nan Yan, Murong."

The answer is only four words, but it is enough to make the whole audience dead. In the snow dragon Empire, no one knows the weight behind these four words.

"Nan Yan Murong... Impossible, do you mean you are Murong Feiyun?" Murong Yan lost his voice, this is the answer he didn't want to know in his heart.

Tianjiao QINV, Murong Feiyun, is the most eye-catching champion candidate of this year's Snow Dragon empire. Even if the grand ceremony has not officially started, her reputation has already spread throughout the whole empire.

The Murong family of Nanyan is not only famous in the snow dragon Empire, but also in the whole frontier of the world. It is said that a martial arts family with a long tradition is born to control the element of fire, so it is named Nanyan. There is also a rumor that it originated from the absolutely secret martial arts of the Murong family. In the division of holy heaven and spirit, it has reached the Tianpin class.

Among the 18 known people who respect the frontier, five come from this family. Murong Feiyun is also known as the most difficult talent for Murong of Nanyan in the past three hundred years. Since she stepped into martial arts, her cultivation speed is the myth of the frontier of all countries.

"Murongyan, you are from a side branch of Murong family in Nanyan who drove out his master's family 153 years ago. Although I was driven out of my master's home, the family rules of Murong in Nanyan are still the same. What you have done and the crimes you have committed are enough for the master to wipe you out. I'm the one who did it, tonight. "

Murong Feiyun swoops down and steps to the edge of the eaves, overlooking Murong Yan, who is in fear.

Soon, Ling Gong stepped forward and stood in front of murongyan with the look of the eldest son of the Hai family. I saw that his fists were wrong and his broad sleeves were encouraging.

"Nanyan Murong cleans up the door, and the irrelevant people retreat. Otherwise, there will be no amnesty

After a cold drink, Murong Feiyun's fingers are lifted up, and the invisible fire is burning in the night. It's gorgeous like a blooming peony, but in the delicate petals, it's full of destruction.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the eldest son of the sea family waved and said: "dare to be fierce in my sea family, no matter what your origin is, you can't do anything recklessly. Ling gongfeng, take her down. I'd like to have a look. Murong Feiyun, the legendary supercilious girl, has some strength in the end. "

Murong Yan quickly reminded: "eldest son, it's said that Murong Feiyun began to shut down a few months ago and appeared tonight. It must have reached the eight levels of spiritual awakening realm. If it's just the same level of Ling worship, I'm afraid she will fight her!"

"Shut up. Just a little girl who has just broken through to the eight levels of spiritual awakening, can't I win her? Murongyan, if you don't see that you are the young master's guest, just this sentence, I will ask you to pay a price. "

Ling gongfeng drinks it with pride. Over the years, he has always been treated at the top level in the Haijia courtyard, until Lord Pang and elder Xingchen Pavilion appear. Since then, he has been left out in the cold. He has been dissatisfied for a long time, but he knows that his strength is not as good as these two people, so he can only swallow his resentment.

Tonight, if we can capture Murong Feiyun, who is famous, all the things lost before can be recovered. How can he miss such an opportunity.

"Little girl, your fame is not small, but more just because of the name of Murong family in Nanyan. No one in the same generation may be able to beat you, but when we come here, how can we be afraid of you? It's bad luck for you to meet me

With a loud rebuke, Ling gongfeng's right fist was drawn to his waist, and the powerful Xuanli roared wildly. Countless circles of waves suddenly lingered around him, and a steady stream of powerful power condensed on this fist.

Soon, with his eyes staring, he sprang up. His blow shocked the sky, and the roaring wind started the ripples. The almost substantial momentum was suddenly condensed into a lion's head in the void, and he wanted to devour Murong Feiyun standing on the eaves.

"It's too big for me to rely on the old and sell the old. It's not your bad luck, it's your ignorance. "

With a faint sigh, Murong Feiyun, with a little disdain, raised her jade hand and twisted her finger slightly. All the light that bloomed around her gathered on her fingertips in an instant. Then she saw two hot streamers pricking out a vibration, which was like trembling wings. The next moment, a falcon, which was completely condensed by the flame, flapped its wings and flew into the sky. It ignited endless fire and hit the roaring lion's fist in the middle.

Boom!

The flame burst and roared. Countless thin flames tore Ling Gong's lion's head into pieces. The incomplete Falcon broke through the afterwave and continued to rush forward, whistling into a fireball and hit each other's chest again.

"What

Ling Gong was shocked and struck the Falcon with his left fist.

But did not expect that at that same moment, Murong Feiyun crossed, reached into the flying fireball, pulled out a line of hot, took advantage of the situation, waved and fell.

Whoa!

An arc of brilliant flame bloomed in the void, and then Ling's body fell heavily, his left arm was cut off from his elbow, his cross section was scorched black, and there were still some sparks left. There was a similar burnt black sword mark, which was cut from his shoulder to his right thigh. The flesh and blood had solidified and sent out hot aftershocks.

Under this blow, there can be no vitality.

In the sky, Murong Feiyun jumps to the eaves at the other end, turns around gently, his right hand trembles, and the remaining wisps of light dissipate in the wind. The gorgeous orange red is the same color as the light dancing dress she is wearing, which attracts special attention under the night sky.

"Who else wants to stop me?"

The cold voice is still in the warm air, and it also brings a lingering chill. In the Haijia courtyard, no one knows Ling's strength. However, under an 18-year-old girl, he failed to make a move.

Moreover, the two people's superficial realm of cultivation is the same.

"Nan Yan Murong deserves its reputation."

The eldest son's hand is trembling. Ling Gong has been loyal to the Hai family for many years. Now that it has fallen, how can he not be moved.

"If you know that, don't stop me. Nan Yan Murong cleans up the door. I don't want to take care of the rest. "

Murong Feiyun falls from the eaves and stands in front of Murong Yan with a frightened face. Her left hand has five fingers, and a circle of light red fire lingers around her wrist.

"Accept your fate, you are not my opponent."

"Yes, he is not your opponent. What about me?"

Behind her, there was a sharp reprimand, followed by a sharp sword roar, and the meaning of the sword was very strong.

Eyes slightly change, Murong Feiyun head also don't return, right hand raised a wave, a touch of flame bloom emerge.

Ping!

The front of the fire light sword cracked in the void. Murong Feiyun held up her five fingers of the right hand in an instant. The cracked flame light condensed again and merged into the new hot Xuanli. The illusory red pattern of burning looked like a phoenix vibrating wings.

At the same moment, the star Pavilion elder's skewed sword also crossed the remaining power that had just been blocked and hit the Phoenix shadow directly.

Boom!

The light roared and burst, and the roaring sword Qi cut along with the situation, and the deep cold defeated the hot. The elder of Xingchen Pavilion stood in place with his sword and looked up.

Above, Murong Feiyun jumps back to the eaves, frowns and looks at her right arm sleeve. A thin sword scar quietly cracks, revealing her delicate white skin.

"Take advantage of the wind.". I didn't expect that there are so strong people here. "

Her face is a little gloomy. She has the ability to wipe out Ling gong at the same level, but if she wants to defeat the strong one in chengfengjing, it's too unlikely.

"I know it's powerful. Get out of here!"

The elder of the star Pavilion angrily rebuked and didn't do it again. Nan Yan Murong is too famous. He doesn't want to offend too much. If you let the other party know that Murong Feiyun has an accident here, it's also related to him. I'm afraid that the whole star Pavilion can't bear the anger of that simple family.

"As I said, Nanyan Murong cleans up the door. Those who stand in my way will be killed without mercy. "

Holding her fingers together, Murong Feiyun's face was cold, and her snow-white face was soon dyed by the orange red flame, and the raging fire leaped around her body, whistling like life.

"Master, since she still wants to fight, let's take her down. I'd like to try what it would be like for such a proud woman to be forced by a man to oblige her. Just imagining the thrill of Conquest makes me boil. "

The third son of the Hai family laughs wildly and looks at master Pang.

"Let's go together. We can't get rid of it tonight. Perhaps, her whereabouts, Nan Yan Murong did not know. Clean up and let her stay here forever! "

"This..." the elder of the star Pavilion hesitated and offended the Murong family. He couldn't afford it.

Glancing at the dark Xuan sword lying on the ground, the third son said with a grim smile: "master, master Pang. If any of you can take this woman down, the sword of spirit weapon will belong to him. In addition, there are more rewards. "

"If you're afraid, just roll away and I'll go up." Pang Zongzhu hums to the elder of Xingchen Pavilion, looks up at Murong Feiyun above, and suddenly clenches his fists“ Who's afraid. I just think it's bad for me to deal with a younger generation together. But since she is so famous, I don't think she cares? " When the elder of Xingchen Pavilion drinks it, he jumps out with his sword and takes the lead to attack the sky. Liu Mei stands up, Murong Feiyun shoots back, dare not meet the other side's edge. Such a contest, she naturally knew that from the beginning, she would be at a disadvantage. On the other hand, Pang Zongzhu also took the opportunity to fight, and his powerful style was also accompanied by a few strokes of ruthlessness. Looking at the fierce fight in the sky, the third childe went to ningyue, who was replaced by two guards, and snorted: "I didn't expect that there were people like you tonight. So she won't end much better than you two. " Who knows, rather more cold hum a smile, return a way: "she end how, still hard to say now.". But I already know what will happen to you Suddenly, his eyes changed, and a light red Rune appeared in his eyes. In the meridians, the dormant power surges out like a flood. Without the bondage of Pang Zongzhu, only two guards of Wuzhong in Lingxing realm could control his internal breathing. Demon blood, wake up!