Chapter 1505

There is an inn in Qingluo district.

Zhang Qing looked at the time in the sky and thought it was almost time, so she went to the backyard of the inn.

At this time, in the backyard of the inn, there were not only Du Xing, the inn thug, Wu Wenyong in blue, but also 50 dead men recruited by Du Xing.

He was dressed in black with a samurai sword at his waist.

Zhang Qing came to the backyard of the Inn and looked at the people standing in order. He nodded and said in a deep voice: "it's almost time now, young master. They should have entered the land of ancestor worship. Let's kill Yuwen mansion directly and wipe out the influence of Yuwen Shu in Xianyun Pavilion, so that he can only be a bereaved dog even if he comes back by chance."

"Roar, roar!"

Instead of speaking, they clenched their right hands and slapped their chest.

So a group of people came out from the back door of the Inn and went straight to Yuwen mansion.

The people on the street saw the murderous people were afraid to speak, hurriedly ran to one side, the main road on the street let out.

At the moment, in yuwenmu's yard, Mutao angrily looks at the relegated immortal, and doesn't let the relegated immortal go in to disturb yuwenmu's lunch break.

The banished immortal waved his hand impatiently. The man in black behind him moved immediately. When he was about to pull the wooden peach open, the door behind the wooden peach was suddenly opened.

Yu wenmu, dressed in white, stood quietly at the door.

The relegated immortal looked at Yu wenmu and said with a smile, "Oh, Mr. mu, I'm willing to come out at last."

Yu Wen Mu chuckled and said straightforwardly, "relegated immortal, do you know the crime?"

Some of the exiled immortals could not believe their ears and laughed, "do you know sin? Mr. mu, I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet. I just intruded into the courtyard. What's the crime? "

"Banished immortal, you should speak normally. Don't be so weird there." The more Mu Tao says, the more angry he is. He wants to rush up, but Yu wenmu grabs his arm.

Mu Tao looks at Yu Wen Mu's palm and feels strange.

He remembers that the young master's palm was very delicate before. He didn't hold his hand so tightly.

Then he looked at Yu wenmu's face and found that it was the childe. Then he settled down and glared at the relegated immortal.

"Go away, little boy. What can I do for you here?" The banishment immortal waved impatiently to Mu Tao, looked at Yu Wen mu with a smile and said, "Mr. mu, I won't fight with you. Mr. Shu, please, do you want to go or not?"

Yu wenmu stood calmly, holding a wooden peach in one hand, with the other hand behind him, and said, "don't go."

"Well, you yuwenmu, it's really a toast and no penalty!"

"Yuwenshu asked me, certainly nothing good, he should be let you to ask me to see the king of hell."

Upon hearing this, Mu Tao was furious and yelled at the banished immortal.

The banished immortal ignored it and said with a smile, "even if you guessed it right, you have to go if you don't go today."

The banished immortal looked contemptuously at the little bookboy and the scholar with white cloth in his eyes, and said with a smile, "go ahead, send them to the west, and make them clean."

As soon as the voice fell, four people from the secret department rushed out directly.

Yuwenmu is laughing.

The banished immortal was puzzled and asked, "yuwenmu, death is coming. What are you laughing at?"

Yu Wen Mu laughs and turns into a sneer. He says in a low voice: "I laugh at you, you don't know when you are dying."

"What do you mean?" The banished immortal's pupils shrank and he was puzzled, but he soon understood.

Yu wenmu let go of the hand that clenched the wooden peach. He saw that the wooden peach was like a runaway beast. He roared, and his body began to exude terrible spiritual power.

The exiled immortal had a sense of suffocation when he faced the spiritual power.

The four secret guards who rushed forward were thrown out by Mutao as if they were rubbish.

The banished immortal man was stunned and watched Mutao, who was only his waist height, let the four secret guards who were one head taller than him drop their heads into the soil not far away like javelin.

Mutao grinned, and a chill rose in the heart of the relegated immortal.

At this time, the peach has not just the kind of child like mischief, replaced by an ancient beast like evil and hegemony.

The eyes of the peach changed from black to red, and the whole person's momentum was more and more palpitating.

The exiled immortal asked himself that he had never seen the momentum stronger than Mutao, and that momentum even went directly beyond the realm of Lingdi.

The banished immortal fought with both legs and knelt on the ground involuntarily. His voice screamed: "is this still the little bookboy? Why is there such a strong momentum? Who are you?"

Mutao still smiles. He doesn't speak, but his steps are getting closer to the immortal.

The relegated immortal was scared in his heart and said to Yu Wen mu with a smile on his face: "Mr. mu, I was wrong. I was wrong before. I did wrong. Please forgive me."

Before the words fell, Mu Tao rushed to the banished immortal and threw out his hand.

Bang!

The whole person of banishment immortal directly bumped into the wall of the courtyard, and the blood on his forehead slowly dripped down and dyed the soil under his feet red.

Mu Tao roars and wants to move forward again. Yu wenmu suddenly comes to Mu Tao's back and points his fingers to Mu Tao's forehead.

I saw Mu Tao's red eyes suddenly returned to calm, the body that soared to the sky, the palpitating momentum also gradually dissipated.

Mu Tao's legs are soft, and the whole person is about to fall to the ground. Yu wenmu holds Mu Tao in his arms with a slight frown.

Just now, he felt that Yuwen house had been invaded. According to the previous plan, it should be Ye Hao's people, so he stopped the Furious Mutao, in order not to let Ye Hao doubt their identity.

"Cough."

Finally, the relegated immortal who coughed blood hurriedly climbed to Yu wenmu's feet and begged: "Mr. mu, I'm wrong. I really know that I'm wrong. You don't remember me. Let me go."

Yu Wen Mu chuckles, embraces Mu Tao in one hand, and flies down the throat of the banished immortal with his right fingers together.

"No, Mr. shepherd, spare your life!"

The relegated immortal saw yuwenmu attacking him and quickly knelt down to beg for mercy.

Yu wenmu's fingers were like lightning fast. He nodded at the throat of the banished immortal and quickly took them back.

The banished immortal opened his closed eyes and found that he was still alive. He was very excited and wanted to thank him, but he found that he could not make any sound. He looked at Yu wenmu in doubt.

Just at this time, a young man in blue with several dead men in black rushed over.

The banished immortal's pupil is tiny, want to talk, but still can't make any sound.

Wu Wenyong, who runs quickly, is surprised to see the relegated immortal kneeling on the ground. He quickly protects Yu wenmu, and then looks at the bleeding relegated immortal.