V3.Chapter 40

At the moment, bu Rong is struggling to command many servants to maintain order here.

Bu xingcong immediately ran away after hearing the loud drink, but he couldn't do so.

Although he also guessed that the man who provoked the door must have something to do with the carriage today, he didn't expect that the owner of the carriage dared to run here so boldly.

You know, there are eight inborn strong people here. Even if Mu Jintian doesn't do it, the rest of the people can't turn a blind eye.

However, just when he thought he was as safe as Mount Tai, he suddenly felt a cool chill rushing up his spine.

At this moment, he unexpectedly suddenly thought of the feeling that he had been stared at by a huge beast after experiencing in the jungle before his kung fu was completed.

It was a breath that represented death, and it seemed that he would die on the spot at any time.

And it was precisely because of his near death that he was still alive that he was able to cross the limit barrier and become the top ten level internal strength master among the cultivators after tomorrow.

At this moment, he had this feeling again, and what was more terrifying was that this time the feeling was particularly strong, and even more frightening than that time.

His body became rigid in an instant. Although he tried to relax himself, somehow, he just couldn't do it. Because under that strong pressure, his body has reacted naturally, which is an instinctive choice. Even he can't adapt in a short time.

Slowly, he twisted his neck in a strange way, and immediately saw two very prominent young people in his eyes.

His eyes suddenly widened. When he saw the faces of the two people clearly, everything had been understood.

There was no more blood on his face, and the only thought in his heart was, how could he meet this person's family?

As the escort following the fourth Prince Bu xingcong, he is no stranger to he Yiming.

A person who has been successfully promoted to the congenital strong at the age of 15, let alone his strength at the moment has been recognized by master Mu Jintian. Even if he is a person who has just entered the congenital strong, it is an existence that no one can ignore.

At his age, God knows how far he can grow in the future.

When the envoys of Tu fan state went to Kairong state this time, these insiders knew that even if they offended Zhan Tianfeng, the patron saint of Kairong state, they would never offend this young congenital strong man.

But now, bu Rong's heart is extremely bitter, and he seems to have foreseen the extremely tragic consequences.

If let him know, there is already a congenital strong person about to die, then he is afraid that he even has the idea of suicide.

He Yiming stepped out with one step, and whoever stood in front of him, whether it was a Kabuki or an attendant, was strongly pushed away. However, even though he Yiming was in a rage, he Yiming still didn't anger others. The genuine Qi used just now is extremely ingenious, which seems to throw people away, but when they land on the ground, it is at most a little painful, and they will never really be hurt.

In an instant, he had crossed the distance between each other and came to bu Rong's face.

Looking at the strong fear and bewilderment in the other party's eyes, he Yiming's eyes once again surged with a strong violent color, and a rare smile appeared on his face. At this moment, this young strong man who is usually like an old good man finally showed his extraordinary side, and let his killing intention and all negative emotions be completely released.

"Do you know why I came?"

"I know." Bu Rong nodded subconsciously. Under the influence of he Yiming, he had no room for resistance, and even his thoughts had a slight pause.

"Where is bu xingcong?" He Yiming continued to ask.

Bu Rong's eyes looked in a certain direction, where there was a very prominent tall building. Just look in that direction, and you will definitely notice.

Although he Yiming's murderous spirit was fierce, most of the depression in his heart had dissipated after seriously injuring the two congenital strong men.

After all, Yuan Lixun was only injured and disfigured on his face, but when he was besieged by many innate strong men, the 36 movements of Kaishan, which he tried to hit, had a powerful force to kill people.

The Soviet Army avoided the key, that's all.

But no one knows the severity of the old man's injury better than him. Even if the Taoist medicine man did it himself, it would be difficult to save his life.

A human life, but also a living life of a congenital strong person, is about to die. Even he Yiming, who is in a hostile position, cannot help feeling a little.

However, before seeing the real murderer and seeking justice for yuan Lixun, he vowed not to give up.

With a cold snort, he Yiming said in a loud voice, "if you help tyranny, you can avoid death, but you can't escape living."

After saying that, he kicked out and stepped in the middle of rongdantian.

Bu Rong snorted miserably and flew backward. When he flew out a few meters and fell heavily to the ground, his heart was as gray as death.

Although he Yiming didn't take his life, this foot broke his Dantian, and all the internal strength of decades of hard work was lost. And what's more sad is that from now on, he will become an ordinary person. Even if he wants to rebuild his inner strength, it is absolutely impossible.

His eyes were confused. When a martial artist suddenly fell from his position at the peak of the day after tomorrow to a position inferior to even an ordinary martial artist, his mood would inevitably rise and fall.

Looking around, the people around had already stopped their flustered actions, and there seemed to be a trace of complexity in their eyes. He even saw a trace of excitement and joy in their eyes. Although the color was hidden deeply, how could it be concealed from his eyes at the moment.

Those two people are masters who have reached the Ninth level of internal strength, and are usually second only to his guards. Once he is abolished, then their world will be in the future.

In a trance, bu Rong seemed to have seen the future from the eyes of everyone. With a sad smile, those people who had been injured and killed by him suddenly appeared in the sea.

From an ordinary cultivator, with his own efforts, he advanced to the tenth level of internal strength. In this process, countless people became his stepping stone. He once stepped on countless people and rose step by step to reach his current position.

At this time, he actually had such a feeling that now he has become a stepping stone, and it is not as good as a stepping stone.

From then on, all the splendor and wealth, all the wonderful prospects, were no longer with him.

He suddenly burst into laughter, which was inexplicable and unpredictable. Then, under the tongue tied eyes of the rest of the people, he tried to stand up, jumped down from the pavilion, hit his head heavily on the rockery, and suddenly his brain burst, and he died.

Suddenly, everyone shouted in the pavilion, and the singers lost their colors one by one, and some even vomited.

The two masters on the ninth floor of inner strength stared at Bu Rong's body, which was still a little twitching, and their hearts were also chilly. Just now, the joy of Bu Rong's inner strength being destroyed had retreated completely.

Today's glory may not be their future

He Yiming naturally can't know what happened behind him. His whole mind is looking for bu xingcong.

However, when he rushed with Xie Mingjin and was about to reach the tallest building in the manor, he suddenly stopped.

He raised his head and looked at the front carefully. His face had unprecedented gravity.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Xie Mingjin's spirit is still in a state of extreme excitement. Today, he followed he Yiming to enter here. He witnessed the strong strength of he Yiming. Not only the postnatal masters with ten levels of internal strength are as fragile as ants in his hands, but even the real innate strong ones under his hands are as vulnerable as native chickens and earthen dogs.

All this made him look very happy. In his heart, he Yiming was already tall and incredible. If there was anyone else who could stop him, he was the first not to believe it.

He Yiming half turned his head, glanced at him, smiled and said, "nothing, but there is still a level to pass." His voice was full of confidence and said, "as long as you pass this level, you can get rid of it."

With that said, he strode across the small bridge, the flowing water, the garden lawn, and finally came to the tall house.

In front of this house, there is a practice field of hundreds of square meters.

Here, there are no decorations except an empty and tidy mud land.

However, on the earth, there are several people standing quietly. They seem to know the whereabouts of he Yiming, so they choose to wait here.

When he Yiming appeared, what he saw at first sight was Mu Jintian, who was known as the strongest man under the first line of heaven in Tu fan kingdom.

At this moment, he carried his hands on his back and looked closely in front of him. He didn't seem to know that he Yiming had come here.

In front of him, there was a white haired old man, but unfortunately, the old man's breath had completely stopped.

Behind Mu Jitian, the Soviet army and another inborn strong man looked at he Yiming striding forward with complex eyes. Although their eyes were venomous, they were more afraid and terrifying.

If they were allowed to fight with he Yiming again at this moment, they would definitely run away like other congenital strong men.

He Yiming came to the practice field, his footsteps finally stopped, and his eyes also fell on the dead congenital strong man.

Mu Jintian suddenly looked up and said leisurely, "he is the national protection master of our Tu fan country. You shouldn't kill him."

He Yiming burst out laughing and said, "if I keep my hand, then I'm the one lying here at the moment."

Mu jutian was silent. He had heard the Soviet army and the Soviet Army talk about the situation at that time. With the power of one person, even in front of seven masters of the same level, it was also a disagreement, and immediately took the initiative to provoke.

Even if it was him, he was ashamed of himself.

However, no matter how much Mu Jitian appreciates he Yiming, there is no retreat between them at the moment.

Raised his head, Mu Jintian said in a deep voice, "are you looking for bu xingcong? Where did he offend you?"

He Yiming's eyes coagulated, as if he had been touched against the scales, and his murderous spirit suddenly soared, saying, "he rode his horse and hurt my wife's face. What do you say?"

The three of Mu Jitian suddenly became dumbfounded and injured the face of a congenital strong wife. This kind of thing that is close to hitting the face happened to he Yiming. No wonder he flew into a rage and came here desperate for revenge.

With a long sigh, Mu Jintian said, "Your Highness, the fourth prince, come out."

From the house behind him, bu xingcong walked out slowly. At this time, his face was also very pale, and there was no such unbridled in the street anymore.

Seeing this man, Xie Mingjin's eyes also showed hate, and he shouted: "brother, it's him. His sister-in-law had already made way, but he still waved a whip at his sister-in-law. He was absolutely intentional."

Speaking of this sentence, Xie Mingjin gnashed his teeth, his eyes were about to crack, and his eyes were full of uncontrollable anger.

It was the first time that he Yiming gave him the job, but it was because of this damn prince that he screwed it up. This gloomy feeling is by no means tolerable by anyone.

The muscles on Bu xingcong's face twitched, and his heart was too regretful. If he had known so, what would he do with that whip. It is for this whip that he Yiming, such a powerful inborn strong man, has formed a dead enemy, and even a native inborn master has fallen because of this. This price is really too high.

Mu Jitian glanced at him coldly and suddenly sighed, "I brought him here this time to broaden his horizons and lay a foundation for the future fight for the throne. But I was wrong..." he lowered his head and glanced at the corpse of the old man on the ground, saying: "with his sin of letting a congenital master fall, he will never want to touch the throne of Tu fan again in this life."

Similar colors flashed in the eyes of the Soviet army and another congenital old man at the same time.

After what happened today, they are already resentful of Bu xingcong. If this person really inherits the throne in the future, then the two congenital strong men are afraid to leave Tu vassal state immediately.

Moreover, the prince is gone and can be reborn. With the nearly 1000 year inheritance of Tu fan state, there are countless royal family members. However, the number of congenital strong is extremely limited.

A prince provoked trouble outside, even involving the death of a congenital strong man. Then no matter what the reason is, the prince can no longer be recognized by everyone, and has nothing to do with the throne from now on.

For a prince like Bu xingcong who thinks highly of himself, this is a major event that can take his life away.

Therefore, after hearing Mu Jintian's words, bu xingcong couldn't stand steadily anymore, so he fell to the cold ground.

At this moment, he clearly tasted the painful feeling of falling from the clouds to the ground. However, compared with Bu Rong, he didn't have the courage to commit suicide on the spot.

However, he Yiming's colder voice rang out.

"Brother mu, you want to protect him."

Bu xingcong shivered. He suddenly stood up, raised his head, and looked at he Yiming in horror. Is it not enough for this man to deprive him of his inheritance, and even want to take his life?

He was only concerned about his resentment, but he didn't think that if he hadn't galloped in the street and hurt people at will, how could this scene in front of him happen.

Mu Jitian's eyes fell on the corpse on the ground again, and he said coldly, "brother he, whether I protect him or not, we can't avoid a war between us. If I lose, let alone the fourth prince, even if the whole mission is at your disposal."

He Yiming laughed loudly and said, "well said, if I lose..." his face suddenly became ferocious: "then I'll run back and go back to practice hard until I can defeat you and all the people in front of me, and then I'll take his life."

His words are extremely vicious, and there is a smell of immortality everywhere.

Bu xingcong finally fell down again, and his lips trembled slightly. His eyes were full of a deathly gray color, his courage disappeared, and he no longer had any masculinity.

The Soviet army and another strong man looked at each other, and they finally understood how important that woman ultimately occupied in the heart of he Yiming. At the same time, they became increasingly resentful of Bu xingcong, who caused trouble.

Mu Jitian's face also changed slightly, and he Yiming's answer completely exceeded his expectation.

His face was slightly heavy, and he said, "brother he, you are such a scoundrel. Aren't you really afraid of the masters of our country coming?"

He Yiming laughed sarcastically, "Tu Fanguo? Brother mu, I know that you tu Fanguo must have a Xiantian master in charge. But he is not only a protector of Tianluo, but also a disciple of Hengshan. I, Hengshan, also have a Xiantian supreme elder."

Mu Jintian's face was extremely gloomy, but he didn't say anything threatening anymore.

Among the three great powers in the northwest, there are strong people in the front line. If there is no support from Hengshan behind he Yiming, then the strong man of Tu fan kingdom will come forward and kill him.

But behind him, since he is also supported by strong people of the same level, the strong people in the first tier of the three major powers will never dare to act rashly.

If it leads to the Revenge of the strong one, the consequences will be even more serious.

Breathing deeply, Mu Jintian finally broke out the same powerful momentum and fierce killing opportunity.

Since the hatred between the two sides is endless, it is useless to say anything more.

At this time, at this moment, perhaps only by strangling this young genius here, can there be no future trouble forever.

As long as he Yiming didn't die at the hands of the strong one, but died in a fair and decisive battle, the supreme elder of Hengshan can't go all the way to Tu fan to revenge for this.

Mu Jintian thought so in his heart. However, he suddenly looked up and looked into the distance, with extreme surprise in his eyes.

From a distance, there came eight powerful smells, which were born strong, and there were eight such masters. They released their powerful smells heartily. Under the joint efforts of the eight people, the hostility was overwhelming, making people fall into the ice.