Chapter 207： Yin Jia Ghost Road

"Smelly girl, what are you talking about?"

The woman looked at Kong Xiaoer and said coldly.

"Yin Li, what happened?"

The other reciters stepped in and stopped. They asked.

Mu Feng’s mouth twitched, and the lady was really offended, and Situ Kong and Kong Yan also gathered.

"This gimmick said that we are ugly."

The woman looked at Kong Xiaoer and sneered, and the other people heard that the cold light in the scorpion was also a flash.

Because of the practice of cultivation, they seem to be a little scary, but also taboo people say they are ugly.

"Tiger brother, I want the eyes of the little girl"

Yin Li's finger hole is cold and calm.

"Hey, Tiger brother is going to dig for you."

A burly man sneered, and as he shook his body, he turned into a string of arrows and shot at Kong Tonger. A claw came out and his fingers grew black with sharp sharp nails. The spirit is lingering.

Confucius screamed and stepped back two steps, and then Mu Feng sighed in front of Kong Xiaoer’s body, punched out, and the flames lingered and the momentum was violent.

boom……!

The fist hit the other's hand, the fist shocked the man a tragic, broken hand bones, the body kept retreating, angered at Mu Feng.

He is also a great place in the purple house, but the strength is far worse than Mu Feng.

"Kid, you are looking for death!"

The man was furious and his face was stunned. Other reciters also surrounded Mu Feng and several others.

However, at this time, both Kong Yan and Situ Kong had a strong squad in the body. They shocked these people and stepped back two steps. They were shocked to see Kong Yan and Situ Kong.

"The big day in the world!"

Among them, the most powerful ones are only in the middle of the heavens. The others are the strength of the purple house and the strength of the small heaven.

"Everyone is a member of the Yinshan family in Jiushan City. The younger sister came to Jiushan for the first time. I don't know the name of Yinjia."

Kong Yan holds a fist to these people.

"Hey, since you know the name of our Yin family, do you dare to do it against us in this city?"

A middle-aged man said coldly.

"We are all people of Tianzhu College, a few, we have to think about it, we have to think about the object."

Situ Kong also said indifferently at this time.

"The people of Tianzhu College!"

The group was slightly surprised and heard a hint of jealousy in their eyes.

Tianzhu College is a first-class force in the North Yuan Dynasty, and its appeal is amazing. Although their Yin family is a large family of Jiushan City, there is no shortage of Yuan Dan, but they dare not provoke Tianzhu College.

"Oh, since it is a friend of Tianzhu College, what happened just now is a misunderstanding."

The middle-aged man smiled and laughed, and his attitude changed immediately.

The man who was interrupted by Mu Feng’s fist and looked at Mu Feng with hatred.

"I just offended, I am leaving."

The strong dragon did not press the head of the snake, and Kong Yan did not want to provoke the local forces here. He took a fist on these people and then quickly left with a few people.

"Just, thank you just now."

Kong Yaner looked at Mu Feng on the side and blushes with a red face.

Mu Feng nodded and said nothing.

"Sister, what is the Yin family? How do you carry a big coffin? One looks so scary."

Kong Xiaoer asked curiously.

"It’s all you, just a little bit of a word, almost got into trouble."

Kong Yan knocked on the hole in the hole.

"I said that it was the truth. Normal people took the coffin and walked around, and the eyes were so scary."

Kong Tonger spit out his tongue and snorted.

"Oh, my son doesn't know and can't blame him. This Yin family is a family that rarely cultivates ghosts and ghosts. It is the first force in Jiushan City. Yin family can refine their bodies as shackles, corpses and people. Fighting, they carry the coffin on their backs."

Stuart laughed, his attitude was mild, and it was a far cry from Mu Feng.

"The body is refining... really disgusting"

Kong Xiaoer said disgusted.

Mu Feng also showed a hint of surprise. This is the first time he heard about this practice of cultivation and combat.

"Although it sounds a bit evil, but this is indeed a very powerful way of cultivation, can not be underestimated."

Kong Yandao, a few people also came to an inn, they paid for the house and found a room to live.

Among the third-floor rooms, Mu Fengshu took a hot bath in comfort, then took out a pile of paper and painted the pattern in the room.

The Jiushan Palace is very dangerous. It is not wrong to prepare some patterns.

Mu Feng refreshed the pen knife, and walked the dragon snake on the paper of the refining of the animal skin, and a strip of streaked lines were outlined.

The pen is collected, and a blue pattern is drawn. This pattern is drawn, and the aura of ice in the surrounding air converges to the pattern, and the pattern emits a chill.

Mu Feng picked up the second-order middle-grade character, revealing a smile.

His pattern has finally been cultivated to the second-order Chinese product.

Now he has been able to draw the pattern of the second-order medium.

And this pattern name is a skate, which can erupt the attack power of the heavens in the condensed environment.

Mu Feng refining the skate, and then continued to draw the skate.

Gradually, the night moon gradually deepened, Mu Feng wiped the sweat, took a blood Dan, a dozen of paper, painted 10 skates, and failed two.

Mu Feng received the paper, lying in bed while preparing to rest, on the outside of the street, a figure quietly jumped on the balcony of the third floor of Mu Feng.

The figure was covered in a black robe with a black sable on his back. He took out a wooden tube and stretched out through the gap in the window, spitting out a black smoke.

The smoke lingered in the room, giving off a faint scent that was hard to detect.

After a dozen breaths, the shadows opened the door of the balcony and swayed into the room from the balcony.

He looked at Mu Feng lying in bed, revealing a cold color.

"Boy, you dare to hurt me, I want to refine you into my own corpse, you can cultivate to such a realm when you are young, I am afraid that the talent is not bad, you can certainly make a good corpse"

The black robe was cold and whispered, and a three-inch long nail file grew in his finger and stabbed Mu Feng's throat.

The sleeping Mu Feng's nephew shook open, grabbed the hand of the black robe, and slammed it into the belly of the black robe.

Hey...!

The black robe was smashed into the table by a fist, and looked at Mu Feng, who was up in horror.

"Kid, you don't have my drug!"

The black robe man was shocked and said that he did not know how powerful Mu Feng’s perception was. He jumped onto the balcony and Mu Feng had already discovered him.

When Mu Feng saw the man, he snorted and said, "Who are you?"

The man with a face towel, Mu Feng did not recognize it at a glance.

"I know, it is you."

But when he saw the coffin behind him, he knew who it was, and no accident, I am afraid that it was the Yin disciple who was injured during the day.