Chapter 59： Shura

"Xiao Feng, the Huang family has all killed, plus Huang Tai, a total of five strong enthusiasm, 27 Zifujing master, this is already the elite of the Huang family half"

Mu Hai said that when he spoke, he couldn't help but look at the white shackles on Mu's arm.

“How many people do we lose?”

Mu Feng asked.

"The two disciples are dead, the others are only suffering some injuries."

Mu Haidao, Mu Feng heard the words went to a dead Mujia disciple on the ground.

This Mujia disciple is a disciple who died of Mu Jian’s sword. Lingtai was pierced by Jianqi and died.

Mu Feng was gloomy, and the hand was closed to the disciple's eyes. He held his disciple in his arms and whispered: "Brothers are assured to go, long Huangquan Road, I will let the Huang family, for your funeral"

Mu Feng is low-spirited, firm, and murderous.

He took the body of this disciple to a disciple of Mu, and said, "You will quit first."

The other people looked at each other and then left the inn one by one, leaving only Mu Feng alone in the blood of the place.

The Shura Shenyu flew out, and a strong suction broke out. The blood of the corpses on the ground was turned into a blood line, and all of them were absorbed into the Shura Shenyu.

There is also a drop of pale gold blood, which is also absorbed into the Shura Shenyu, more than 30 bodies have become dry, the picture is horrible and bloody.

Mu Feng looked at the corpses all over the place, indifferent: "Do not blame me Mu Feng's heart is hot, even the whole body will not leave you, since you embark on this road, choose to offend me Mu Feng, become a bone is no stranger, who has a choice Right, you, chose the wrong one"

Mu Feng burned a white flame in the palm of his hand, and his hand was thrown. The flame was shot on a dry corpse, and all the bodies burned in an instant.

Sin, killing, and years of hard work, but in the end, just a touch of gray soil...

In this life, I am a Shura, and my knife is full of blood.

Mu Feng stepped out of the inn, waiting for everyone outside the inn, there was a middle-aged man, a shop second, a cook.

The inn, also with the fire of Mu Feng, began to burn.

Mu Feng’s hand flashed, and a large leather bag of gold coins was thrown in the hand to the middle-aged man. He said indifferently: “You have to rebuild one of the inns, those who should say, those should not say, you should know.”

"Yes, yes, thank you, Master, tonight, the villain and others don't know anything."

The middle-aged man was busy and respectfully, and Mu Feng gave him the money to build a better inn.

"Xiao Feng, next, how do you see it?"

Mu Hai asked, what is a big event now, he has to ask for the advice of Mu Feng, no one will treat this fifteen-year-old boy as a child.

"Go back to the integration of people at night, and the yellow home will be destroyed tonight!"

Mu Feng Ping said, but the language revealed a slap in the face.

Mu Hai nodded and killed Huang Tai tonight. Their Mu and Huang families are no longer good. It is the best choice for the Huang family to not react.

A large group of people rode back to Annan City. As for the weapons of the three cars, it was only three cars and stones.

When I returned to Mu'an in Annan City, it was already at night, about 11 o'clock.

Mujia, more than 60 disciples of Zifujing, two hundred strengths gathered in the Tongjiu eight-eighth disciples, Mujia's seven elders, Mu Hai, Mu Zhong and others gathered, and Mu Feng, standing In front, looking at the two hundred people.

These are the martial arts forces of the Mu division, and because of this power, the Mu family can rank among the top three in the size of the Annan City.

A separatist has such power. I can think of how strong the previous sects were. A quarter of the 200,000 Mujia army is a Mu family, and the power is strong. It used to be a joke in the Nanling country.

Some disciples who didn't understand what was going on looked puzzled at the owner and looked at Mu Feng.

"A while ago, my Mujia's goods were robbed, and more than a dozen disciples died. I think everyone already knows about this. However, I think most of you don't know who did it."

Mu Hai looked at the crowd and said.

"Who did it, did the family find out?"

"Yeah, my brother is dead in escort, I have to take revenge when I find out."

The disciples of the Mu family below were awkward, and most people were very angry about this.

"This matter, our young master, Mingchaoqiu, has learned that it was the Huang family, and today evening, we set up a trap, and the Huang family came to rob our goods, but the murderers have been killed by us, but Huangjia Still, everyone, you said, what should I do?"

"What, it turned out to be Huang Jiagan!"

"Yes, it is indeed Huang Jiagan. Today, the young master of the front took us to kill the four elders of Huangjia, and Huang Tai."

"Kill! Kill! Kill, avenge the dead people!"

The Mu family talked about it, and some people were excited and angry.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

This shouting, other people also followed the excitement and anger, all indignation.

"Everybody, listen to me."

Mu Feng stood out at this moment, everyone calmed down and looked at the young master of the family.

"The Huang family is to be destroyed, but the ordinary people of the Huang family must not kill, destroy the martial power of the Huang family, and avenge our dead brothers."

Mu Feng said that he is not willing to cultivate things in the world and affect ordinary people. This is the bottom line of Mu Feng’s heart.

The people nodded and had no objections.

"Well, give me back to dress up, gather here for a while, loose!"

Mu Hai waved his hand, and everyone went back to dress up. The mass killing of such a thing could not be done in a bright and light manner. After all, there is still a government presence.

The night is cool, the cold wind of winter whistle, cold and icy, the sky tonight, the stars and moons retreat, and the lights in the city of Annan are smoldering. In the sky, there are already pieces of snow falling from the sky, and the ground gradually covers the snow.

The Huangjia Mansion covers an area of ​​tens of acres. In front of the gate, four guards who are already wearing cotton coats are chatting.

"It’s cold, it’s cold, there’s still a half-hour shift, and the shift must go to the Chunhua Building to find a warm and warm girl.”

A slinky man shook hands and shouted.

"Yeah, all year round, I am annoying this winter duty."

Others took a hot breath and said warmly.

Hey!

At this time, a broken sound came from the night.

Hey!

A sharp arrow hit the man's head who had just spoken. The man's eyes widened and fell straight.

Others have not responded, and several of the smashing arrows have been shot. Four guards, all shot in front of the gate, blood flowing down the steps, dyed the red snow covered with red.

Then a large group of people dressed in night clothes, black horses rushed out from the dark, moved the body on the ground and threw them on both sides, directly from the gate, into the Huang family...