Chapter 138: Slaughter

  "What's going on?" The young man in purple clothes and others exclaimed in surprise.

  At the entrance of the Xuanyuan Temple, they also witnessed the exchange between Mufeng and Zhengjian, and had a deep fear of them.

  "Mu Feng! Help me kill that Xu Dan!" Mu Han Qing was both shocked and delighted, retreating to Mu Feng's side. Her beautiful eyes instantly turned red, her earlier strength completely transformed into grievance. Her pitiful appearance made Mu Feng's heart ache as well.

  "It's alright, you step back a bit first, let me deal with them and then we'll talk." Mu Feng gently patted Mu Hanqing's small head, comforting her as he spoke.

  Mo Feng finished speaking and looked up at the purple-clothed youth and others, his eyes surging with endless icy killing intent. The actions of the purple-clothed youth and others had also thoroughly ignited Mo Feng's anger.

  The young man in purple clothes and others felt Mu Feng's killing intent, and they were sweating profusely.

  Among the nine of them, the red-haired young man's cultivation was the highest, but it only reached half a step in creating form. Three people's cultivation were at the peak of the Huaqi realm's great perfection, and five people were just small successes at the peak of the Huaqi realm. In Mufeng's eyes, they weren't even worth looking at.

  At this time, the young man in purple was filled with regret. The nine of them had met Mu Hanqing alone in the grand hall and were tempted by her beauty and the treasures on her body. In an instant, they had formed the intention to kill her and steal her treasure.

  But who would have thought that inside this grand hall was hiding a god of death. However, it's too late now, and regret is useless.

  "Those who want to live, come at me! Kill him and you'll be heavily rewarded." The young man in purple robes shouted loudly: "This little brat must also have a lot of treasures on him."

  The eight people behind the youth in purple clothes also heard his words and made a desperate attempt to burst out all their Xuanli, rushing towards Mu Feng.

  Mo Feng let out a cold laugh, and the icy killing intent on his face grew even thicker.

  Looking at the eight people rapidly enlarging in their pupils, their bodies were like ghosts, appearing in front of two young men who had just reached the peak of the Huaqi realm. Two fists directly blasted out, hitting the throats of the two.

  "Cluck cluck!"

  Two crisp sounds, two young men only felt their breathing stagnate, their eyes turned black, and then their entire head drooped down.

  Mufeng took out his hand and killed two people. The remaining six were stunned and turned to flee. Mufeng's strength was only at the peak of the Huaqi boundary, but his combat power was too terrifying, causing the six to lose their will to fight instantly.

  "Want to escape?" Mu Feng said coldly, and in the next instant he appeared in front of the other two, his fists smashing into their chests, their chests instantly bursting open, blood splashing everywhere, extremely bloody.

  After killing two people, Mu Feng took a step forward, using the mysterious Nine Shadows Phantom Step to catch up with the other three. He threw out three consecutive punches, heavily striking the backs of the three men. The three men all spat out a mouthful of blood, and violently fell to the ground, instantly losing their breath.

  The cultivation of the red-haired youth was the highest among the nine people. When Mufeng killed the other seven people, he had already taken only one step away from the temple gate.

  Mo Feng's face flashed a hint of cold intent, and in the next moment, he appeared behind the red-haired youth.

  The red-haired youth had originally thought to escape from the great hall, but unexpectedly a chill suddenly came from behind, his body hair standing on end, his mystical power gathering in his palms, and he counterattacked with a slash.

  Unexpectedly, a hint of Mu Feng's arrogant and mocking color was reflected in his eyes, while at the same time, a tyrannical Xuan force invaded his body from his palms, rapidly devouring his vitality.

  "Ah!"

  The red-haired young man let out a mournful cry and fell down at the gate of the great hall.

  After gathering eight people, Mu Feng's gaze turned to the purple-clothed young man who was still standing in his original position.

  The youth in purple hadn't even had time to react when he saw Mu Feng kill his eight subordinates in the blink of an eye.

  "Bang!"

  The young man in purple clothes did not have the same arrogance and complacency as he had when facing Mu Hanqing earlier. He knelt down to Mu Feng, hastily kowtowed, and trembled as he said: "Big brother... spare my life, I know I was wrong, please let me off?"

  "It's only now that you know to beg for mercy, isn't it a bit too late?" Mu Feng coldly laughed and said, his body moved and he arrived at the purple-clothed youth's side, one palm strike shattered the latter's skull.

  For this kind of scum, Mu Feng's heart is filled with unrelenting anger, and he won't be satisfied until they are eliminated!

  After getting rid of the purple-robed youth and others, Mu Feng also let out a sigh of relief. He found that killing people didn't leave any shadow in his heart, but instead had a faint excitement.

  Mu Feng raised his head and stared at Mu Hanqing, only to find that the latter was staring blankly at him.

  Mu Hanqing had known Mu Feng for so long, but he had never discovered that Mu Feng actually had such a cold and ruthless side. Moreover, the few people from just now were not weak in strength, but in front of Mu Feng, they didn't even have the power to fight back.

  "What's with staring at me like that?" Mu Feng said with a smile.

  "Thank you so much today, otherwise..." Mu Hanqing finally came back to her senses, her face slightly red, and she whispered softly. Usually, she would often bully and tease Mu Feng, but unexpectedly, he ended up saving her at the critical moment. However, it seemed that she had forgotten that this wasn't the first time Mu Feng had saved her.

  "Why be so polite? Do I look like the kind of person who would ignore someone in need?" Mu Feng smiled slightly and asked, "Have you seen Sister Han Yu and the others?"

  "No. And you?" Mu Han Qing shook her head and asked back, a hint of puzzlement appearing on her face, as she had not seen Mu Feng's figure in the grand hall earlier.

  Mo Feng recounted his experience, and after listening, Mu Hanqing's face also turned solemn.

  "This mysterious temple is indeed a bit strange. Have you noticed the strange thing about this great hall?" Mu Hansheng said, pointing to the stone wall of the great hall.

  Mo Feng only then discovered that on the stone walls of the grand hall were carved countless portraits. All the portraits were of women, some crying, some smiling, some languid, and some charming. From their slender bodies and delicate faces, it could be known that these women were all peerless beauties, comparable to Mu Han Yu and Mu Han Qing. However, the murals used a gloomy color tone, revealing a faint sense of sorrow.

  Looking again, Mu Feng was surprised to find that these women were actually the same person. Looking at the portrait, Mu Feng felt a sense of familiarity.

  Isn't this the woman in the scene that just appeared in her mind a moment ago? Mu Feng suddenly came to her senses.

  What's going on? Mu Feng took a deep breath of cool air, his heart filled with even more shock.

  "What's wrong?" Mu Hanqing also noticed Mu Feng's changing expression and asked strangely.

  Mo Feng shook his head, he wanted to say that he had seen this woman before, or else Mo Hanqing would be frightened out of her wits.

  The two of them looked around the entire hall again, but they didn't find any clues.

  "Let's go find Han Yu sister instead." Mu Feng suggested, as they didn't gain anything, and she was also worried about Mu Han Yu's safety.

  "Alright." Murong Wu nodded helplessly.

  As the temple door opened, a long corridor appeared before the two of them, and at the end of the corridor was also the intersection of several corridors.

  Along the way, Mu Feng and Mu Han Qing also saw a number of corpses, all of which were the result of bloody events caused by murder and robbery. Fortunately, however, they did not see any corpses of young members of the Mu clan.

  It's probably also because the Mu family's reputation is quite loud, and with the overall strength of the Mu family being relatively strong, there aren't many people or forces that dare to take action against them.

  On the road, the two also encountered two black iron puppets, both of which were at the initial stage of forming a boundary and had just achieved small success in their cultivation. However, they were all easily solved by Mufeng without any suspense.

  The Xuanling Temple was extremely large. After hurrying for nearly half a day, Mufeng and Muchanqing arrived at the intersection of several passageways.

  "Hiss!"

  Several loud whooshing sounds rang out, and a figure quickly darted into a nearby passageway. However, judging from its appearance, it seemed to have suffered severe injuries.

  Then five people from the Fengyun Sect appeared, with two half-step Nascent Soul cultivators leading them. The five of them glanced at Mu Feng, their faces slightly changing as they paused for a moment before continuing to chase after that figure.

  "Don't run." one of the Fengyun Sect members shouted.

  Mo Feng stopped in his tracks, gazing at the six figures disappearing into the distance, his brow furrowed.

  "What's wrong?" Mu Han Qing saw Mu Feng stop in his tracks and asked strangely.

  "Let's go and take a look," said Mu Feng, also chasing after the six people. The figure from just now gave him an extremely familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

  When Feng and Mu Qing arrived, the figure was lying on the ground, seemingly in a state of unconsciousness, not moving at all, with his entire body stained with blood.

  "Mu Feng!" The five members of the Wind Cloud Sect looked at Mu Feng with eyes full of vigilance.

  "What are you doing here? Get out of here quickly!" One of the Fengyun Sect disciples shouted loudly at Mu Feng.

  "I've got this one, you can leave." Murong pointed at the figure and said bluntly.

  "Haha, what a wild tone. You even dare to snatch the person I want from Fengyun Sect, are you tired of living?" said the leader.

  "This man is mine. Leave within three breaths, or die." Mu Feng said again, his body already emitting a cold killing intent.

  This figure had an inexplicable sense of familiarity to Mufeng, causing him to strike out without hesitation, even if it meant killing the five Wind Cloud Sect members in front of him.

  "Looking for death." A strong palm from a Wind Cloud Sect member chopped towards Mu Feng. As a member of the Wind Cloud Sect, there was an air of arrogance in his bones, and as the number one power in Tianfeng County, they had the capital to be arrogant.

  Mo Feng's body slightly shifted to the side, and a palm shot out, pressing against his chest like lightning. The man instantly flew backward, heavily crashing into the stone wall opposite him.

  That person's entire body slid down from the stone wall like a soft mud, and all seven orifices of his body were bleeding profusely. It was clear that he wouldn't survive.

  With one palm, a martial artist at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage was killed.

  The other four people took a deep breath in reverse, before entering the Xuanling Temple, they had only seen Mu Feng defeat Zheng Jian, and had only a general impression of Mu Feng's strength. It wasn't until they actually clashed that they realized Mu Feng's strength was truly terrifying.

  "Come on!" a loud voice shouted as a figure rushed forward, charging fiercely towards Mu Feng.

  "Flame Fist, Flame Heaven Incineration!"

  Mo Feng's face sank, and the Flame Sun Seal and the Mysterious Spirit Copper Body Seal were activated simultaneously. A fiery and mysterious power shot out, sending all four people flying backward in shock, with blood spraying out like it was worthless.

  "You dare to kill our Fengyun Sect's people? Wait for your doom!" Those four members of the Fengyun Sect saw that things were not going well and immediately turned around wanting to escape.

  "Are you still thinking of leaving or are you all going to stay with me?" Mu Feng unfolded the Nine Shadow Phantom Step and instantly arrived in front of the two Wind Cloud Sect members. In an instant, he pinched their throats, and with a gentle exertion of his Xuan power, he crushed their necks completely.

  The other two Fengyun Sect members who witnessed this scene were also frightened out of their wits and hastily retreated.

  Mo Feng's figure also quickly arrived behind the two, his palms facing their backs and pressing down, both of whom were killed by Mo Feng's shock to their heart meridians.

  "Are you alright?" Murong Feng walked towards the figure and asked in a low voice.

  "Little doll, you're quite ruthless and decisive! I must say, I'm delighted!" The figure suddenly lifted its head, speaking with a hearty laugh, despite being covered in blood. Its voice was strong and forceful, with a long, drawn-out breath that didn't seem to belong to someone on their last gasp.

  "Is that you?" A familiar face appeared before Mu Feng's eyes, causing him to be greatly surprised as well.

  "It's really me!" The figure was still smiling as he said so.

  "Run quickly!" Mu Feng was as if he had seen a ghost, pulling Mu Hanqing beside him, and rapidly retreating backwards.

  That figure gazed at the two fleeing figures, smiled slightly, and with a wave of its palms, turned the five corpses of the Fengyun Sect into nothingness before slowly disappearing itself.