Seeing this scene, the others felt their scalps go numb, and backed away in fright.
"Save me, save me, I won't die..."
Half of Zhang Ju also took out a bottle of elixir from the Qiankun ring and swallowed it all in his mouth frantically.
The vitality of the Yuan Dan realm is too strong, so they are not dead yet, but it is more painful than death.
Mu Feng fell from the sky, stood in front of Zhang Ju, and slowly raised the Asura Blood God Saber.
"Uncle Zhong, it's a good journey!"
Tears flowed out of Mu Feng's eyes, and then he burst into tears.
"kill!"
Angrily stabbed down.
"Oh no!"
Pooh!
This knife was inserted into Zhang Ju's head, and Zhang Ju ended his pain.
At the same time, the blood energy and blood essence of the corpse were also absorbed into the Asura Blood Sword, making it extremely dry.
"Master Zhang is dead!"
Seeing this scene, the other black-clothed killers backed away in horror, looking at the young man with a blood knife and blood wings in horror.
"Today's intruder, kill without mercy!"
Mu Feng let out another roar, raised his knife and charged at the killers. With one strike, a blood-colored blade slashed out in a fan shape, cutting more than a dozen killers in half, leaving a pile of howling and crawling bodies on the ground.
"escape!"
The others were so frightened that they didn't have the heart to fight again, and they fled in panic one by one.
However, Mu Feng, who had fallen into a murderous madness, would not let them go. He flapped his wings and flew towards the killer.
Pooh!
With another swing of the saber, three heads fell to the ground, and Mu Feng flew in front of one of them in an instant, causing the killer to collapse limply on the ground.
"No, don't kill me"
The killer backed away in fright, and Mu Feng mercilessly chopped him down.
"ah… !"
A headless corpse, blood splattered, the head rolled aside.
Mu Feng incarnated as Shura, and frantically slaughtered the invaders in the Mu family manor.
And Mu Hai, Fu Bo and others were dumbfounded, and so were the other Mu family disciples.
"Fu, Uncle Fu, what happened, how did Xiao Feng become like this?"
Mu Hai looked at the berserk Mu Feng, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
"I don't know. I haven't seen this kind of situation in almost a hundred years. How could this person suddenly give birth to a pair of wings!"
Uncle Fu also shook his head in shock, except for Xiyue, no one knew what happened to Mu Feng.
"What happened to Young Master Feng? How did he become so scary?"
"Oh my god, what a terrifying strength, killing Zifu Realm is like killing chickens and dogs"
The disciples of the Mu family were also shocked.
Soon, dozens of killers were killed, leaving only one, Huang Bing.
Holding the knife, Mu Feng walked towards Huang Bing slowly.
Huang Bing held his sword and looked at Mu Feng, looking at the corpses on the ground, his legs were trembling a little.
"Mu Feng, you killed my father and the whole family, I want your life to pay!"
Huang Bing roared angrily, emboldened himself, and then raised his sword to kill Mu Feng.
A sword slashed down, and the golden sword glow pierced through the air.
Mu Feng's blood-colored eyes looked at Huang Bing with indifference, he swung his saber, and a blood-colored light slashed out, shattering the sword light.
Mu Feng shot out, turned into a beam of blood, and flew in front of Huang Bing's body while breathing, and the Shura Blood God Knife pierced Huang Bing's body.
"Forehead… !"
Huang Bing's body with the sword raised over the top suddenly stopped, he only felt a chill in his chest, and a bloody saber pierced his body.
Between breaths, his blood essence and blood energy were absorbed into the blood sword.
At this time, the Asura Blood God Saber also turned into a piece of red heart jade and shot into Mu Feng's heart.
After Huang Bing's withered corpse arrived, Mu Feng slowly walked towards Mu Zhong, and the bloody energy lingering around his body converged into his body.
The wings on Mu Feng's back also turned into a beam of blood, and they were retracted into the body. The bloody scales on the surface of the body disappeared, only the blood marks between the eyebrows remained, and the pupils of the eyes turned dark red.
Mu Feng hugged Mu Zhong's already cold body, raised his head to the sky and howled mournfully, then lay down on the ground and passed out, his skin was extremely shriveled like a ball that had lost moisture, and his hair instantly turned snow-white.
A young man turned into a dying old man in an instant.
In his body, out of the original eight drops of blood essence, only one drop of life essence blood is still alive, and the other blood essence has been exhausted.
If one wants to obtain powerful power that does not belong to oneself, one has to pay a heavy price. Now Mu Feng is dying.
"Brother Feng"
"Master Feng"
The other Mu family disciples rushed towards Mu Feng.
When Mu Hai hugged Mu Feng, he was also taken aback, because Mu Feng is so scary now, extremely thin and white-haired.
"Quick, go and invite the best pharmacist in Annan City!"
Mu Hai roared angrily, and then quickly injected his own energy into Mu Feng's body to maintain Mu Feng's vitality, and then quickly carried Mu Feng into the mansion.
As for the other disciples of the Mu family, those who went to hire a pharmacist invited a pharmacist, those who cleaned up the mess cleaned up the corpses, and counted the casualties.
After a while, Uncle Fu grabbed a pharmacist and hurried to the mansion to check for Mu Feng's injuries.
After seeing Mu Feng's situation, the pharmacist was also startled, and then heaved a heavy sigh.
"Yaoshi Zheng, why are you sighing? How is my nephew?"
Mu Hai asked anxiously.
"Patriarch Mu, this... um... old man, the essence and blood in his body have been depleted, and the blood energy has been seriously depleted. I am afraid it will be difficult to survive. You should prepare for the funeral."
Pharmacist Zheng said with a sigh.
"Fuck your mother's quack doctor, what are you talking about, what do you mean by preparing for the funeral? Did you take a good look at it?"
Mu Kuang was furious when he heard the words, grabbed Zheng Yaoshi by the collar and roared.
"open!"
This Zheng Pharmacist is not an ordinary person, and a master of the Zifu Realm, he shook Mu Feng away, and said coldly: "This old man is a second-level pharmacist, can you be wrong?"
"Brother Feng...!"
When Bai Ziyue at the side heard the words, his eyes popped out instantly.
Others also showed expressions of grief.
"Don't worry everyone... I'll just take a break, you, you all go out first"
But at this moment, Mu Feng, who was lying on the bed, let out a weak voice.
Everyone was overjoyed when they heard the words, Mu Kuang hurried over, took Mu Feng's withered hand, and cried, "Brother Feng, what happened to you, how did you become like this, Brother Feng, you must not be in trouble "
"Brother Feng"
Bai Ziyue also leaned over.
"Don't worry, I just used a forbidden technique, and it can still recover, you all go out, I want to have a good rest"
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes and said weakly.
"Okay, okay, you have a good rest, we all go out"
Hearing this, Mu Hai hurriedly let everyone out, and a large group of people left Mu Feng's room.
At this moment, a piece of blood-colored jade pendant flew out of Mu Feng's body, and a dreamy figure appeared in the room.
"Yue'er, what's the situation with me now?"
Mu Feng asked with a wry smile.
Xiyue's face was serious.
(end of this chapter)