Chapter 1133

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 1133 Siege!

Mu Ziyuan made a crazy roar: "good, what a Feng Chen! You not only dare to kill my daughter and the five elders of my shepherd family, but also dare to throw the bone and this wooden card in front of my shepherd family!"

"This is a provocation to my herdsman. I tell you, I will tear you to pieces. I make you miserable!"

Mu Ziyuan squeezed out a cold voice from between his teeth.

He is really going crazy with anger, and his anger and killing intention have reached a peak!

He knew that most of the herdsmen had been defeated by the Zhou family.

However, he was absolutely unwilling.

Now, the first thing he does is to let go of his hatred, that is, to kill Chen Feng!

He shouted madly, "find it, find it for me. Even if you dig three feet around Dayue City, you should find Feng Chen's little rabbit!"

"Yes!" Mu Dongge shouted and took orders.

These bodyguards of the shepherd left the shepherd's house in small groups at a very fast speed, and then began to look around the city like mad dogs.

In the evening, Mu Dongge strode into the main hall.

Inside the main hall, Mu Ziyuan was still standing there with a gloomy face.

His eyes were bloodshot and his face was extremely ugly.

Mu Dongge said excitedly, "master, I have found Feng Chen's whereabouts."

"He is now in the southwest of Dayue city. According to someone, he appeared on a riverside cliff there not long ago."

Mu Ziyuan looked cold: "OK, OK, Feng Chen, this boy, has learned well. He was in the northwest before, but now he has gone to the southwest."

"But he thought that he could escape the search of our wooden house in this way? It was a dream!"

He said in a cold voice, "now, go after Feng Chen immediately and kill him!"

He pondered for a moment and said in a slow voice, "I, the two supreme masters, and the eldest elder, are masters of the soul condensation realm. They are monitored by the herbalist Association and chengtianmen, so I can't leave the big moon city easily."

"In this way, you go to the three elders and the four elders, and then take thirty shepherd iron guards to search for Feng Chen!"

Mu Dongge was a little dismissive and said, "is it too much of a fuss for the owner to make such a fuss?"

Mu Ziyuan said coldly, "it's really a bit of a fuss. Feng Chen can kill five elders, but he's just a teenager. No matter how strong his strength is, it's up to the middle of Tianhai."

"And you are all in the middle of Tianhai. The three elders have even reached the seven stars of Tianhai. It's more than enough to kill him!"

"But, to be on the safe side, it's the three of you!"

A moment later, the three elders and the four elders came to the main hall.

The third elder is always a tall and thin middle-aged man, and the fourth elder is a short and fat old man.

Both of them exuded huge momentum. Mu Ziyuan looked at the three of them with a cold look: "this time, you must kill Feng Chen!"

"At the latest tomorrow morning, I'll see Feng Chen's head. If his head hasn't been brought..." he sneered, "then you three can take out your heads!"

"Yes." Three people should be in unison, but their faces are all with a trace of disapproval.

Obviously, they think it's too much of a fuss for three people to kill a teenager.

Southwest of Dayue City, in a mountain range.

The mountains are not high, but extremely steep, full of deep valleys and gullies.

Dozens of herdsmen in black armor, with considerable momentum, are carefully searching the mountains.

The three elders of Mu family, the four elders and Mu Dongge walked slowly among the crowd, and their momentum radiated out, feeling a trace of strangeness!

The fourth elder suddenly frowned and said impatiently, "Damn it, killing such a little hairy child who is not even 20 years old is also worth the three of us together?"

"The owner of the house is really. Once bitten by a snake, he has been afraid of well ropes for ten years. Although Lao Wu is ranked among the five elders of our shepherd's family, he is the worst among us."

"Moreover, most of his kung fu is poison. Without poison, he can't fart. In terms of combat effectiveness alone, he can't compete with us."

"We may not be able to kill him by that little hairy child!"

Mu Dongge also said, "yes, if I say, any one of the three of us is enough!"

Suddenly, the three elders scolded coldly and said, "shut up, say less, and search quickly!"

They were quite afraid of him, nodded bitterly, and shut up.

At this time, about hundreds of meters away, Chen Feng hid behind a boulder, and his whole breath almost disappeared and became very weak.

The momentum of those people once swept past him, but they found nothing.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at those people, with a slight smile on the corners of his mouth, and said softly in his heart:

"It's really a little beyond my expectation. I didn't expect that so many people came to the herdsman at one time, and three of them were masters in the middle of Tianhai realm."

"The remaining herdsmen, iron guards, are also Tianhe cultivation."

"Originally, I planned that Mu Ziyuan would send one in the middle of tianhaijing, but I didn't expect to send three directly, which was a little out of my plan!"

"However, this is also good!" He seemed to have a raging flame burning in his eyes and whispered, "I like such a challenge. The fight between life and death can make me break through quickly!"

The herdsmen have been looking for an hour, but they still get nothing.

Even the three elders were very impatient.

Mu Dongge frowned and shouted, "everyone scattered, don't gather together anymore, everyone separated for at least ten miles, and completely covered this mountain."

"Yes!" These herdsmen and iron guards should be in unison.

Mu Dongge shouted, "if you encounter a situation, immediately shout loudly and call your own people!"

The herdsmen, these iron guards, immediately dispersed.

In a blink of an eye, many people disappeared.

At this time, Chen Feng, who had been following them nearby, flashed a sharp light, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and whispered, "the hunting has begun!"

In a canyon, with dense forests, a herdsman Iron Guard was walking in it at this time.

He was wobbly, relaxed, a little impatient on his face, and muttered softly:

"That little bunny is not even 20 years old. How strong can he be? If I say, it doesn't need a few masters at all. Our five iron guards are enough to kill him!"

"No matter how strong he is, why can't I resist his ten or twenty moves? A little time ago, I sent a signal to let others come and surround him!"