Mu Jianfeng stood there blankly and suddenly stopped moving.

The monk and Mu En were surprised and surrounded by Mu Jianfeng, wondering why Mu Jianfeng suddenly stopped moving.

At this time.

Lu Yi's figure appeared high in the sky, holding a purple golden fairy gourd in his palm, shrouded in bright golden light, like a fairy king.

"Boss, what happened to him?" the monk asked Lu Yi.

"I'm dying." Lu Yi finished speaking and withdrew the black and white sword.

About another five seconds later, Mu Jianfeng turned around and looked up at Lu Yi, his eyes as cold as a knife, making it creepy.

what happened?

Lu Yi changed color.

It stands to reason that most masters hit by black and white sword aura would die instantly, but Mu Jianfeng even spoke.

"Could it be that even Divine Sword can't kill him?" Lu Yi was startled, ready to release his sword energy again.

"Ah, I'm unwilling..." Mu Jianfeng screamed fiercely.

boom!

Suddenly, Mu Jianfeng's body exploded, and the soul turned into a blood mist. Although he was a peerless powerhouse in the realm of the Saint King, the soul was stabbed by Mu En, and was slashed by the Extinguishing Sword in the Zijin Immortal Gourd, completely shattered.

Finally dead!

Lu Yi breathed a sigh of relief and put away the Zijin fairy gourd.

Soon.

Various visions appeared on the nine heavens, and it rained blood.

Lu Yi shook his body, appeared beside Huang Wu, and asked with concern: "How is your injury?"

Huang Wu smiled and replied: "It's okay, it will be better after a few days of recuperation."

Lu Yi quickly plucked a leaf of the tree of life from the spatial ring and let Huang Wu take it down. Suddenly, Huang Wu was covered by divine light, and his injuries quickly healed.

The monk leaned over and complimented: "Boss, you are so fierce that you have killed a saint king, Niu B!"

"This is not my ability alone, but the result of everyone working together." Lu Yi said.

"Boss, you are too modest. You killed people anyway. In my heart, you are the most powerful." The monk asked curiously: "Boss, what was the black and white sword spirit just now? It's terrible."

"It's called Divine Sword."

"Exterior Sword? This name is domineering, and only a wise and martial genius like you, the boss, deserves it."

"Do you have anything you want me to help?" Lu Yi asked suddenly.

amount!

After Lu Yi's thoughts were broken, the monk appeared unnatural on his face and said, "Boss, can you give me two magical medicine leaves?"

Lu Yi frowned.

The monk hurriedly explained: "My senior and the woman were injured very badly."

"So, you are saying that you can't be a master?"

"Well, brother is good to me..."

"That's OK, I can't tell you a master."

The monk thought that Lu Yi was unwilling to give Fairy Tao, and hurriedly said, "Boss, you have to give me two pieces, and that woman needs them too."

Lu Yi smiled and said, "She is not you, why are you nervous!"

"Boss, what you said is wrong. Anyway, Fairy Tao helped us deal with Mu Jianfeng. We owe her."

"I don't owe her, he helped deal with Mu Jianfeng, not for us, but for you." Lu Yi said bluntly.

The monk's face suddenly became like a monkey butt.

"Monk, people are seriously injured for you, don't let them down." Lu Yi finished speaking, took out three leaves of the tree of life and handed them to the monk.

"Thank you, boss." The monk took the magic medicine Ye Zi, turned around and ran towards Tao Fairy, completely forgetting the master.

"Master, hurry up and heal." Lu Yi flicked his finger and a leaf flew out.

The master stretched out his hand, took the magical medicine Ye Zi, put it in his mouth, and sat down cross-legged. After a while, Buddha light appeared on his body. A few minutes later, the injury healed.

"Thank you Lu donor for the magical medicine. The poor monk is grateful." The master stood up, put his hands together, and saluted Lu Yi.

"Master doesn't need to be like this, let's kill the enemy together, and speaking of it, it's a life and death friend." Lu Yi said politely.

"Anyway, thank you Lu donor."

Lu Yi smiled, his eyes fell on Mu En.

Mu En looked at the place where Mu Jianfeng had fallen, his face in a daze.

"You don't need to be sad, it's his unkindness first." Lu Yi patted Mu En's shoulder and comforted.

"I'm not sad, I just feel a little bit emotional. I think our Mu family is also a big family anyway. Now I am the only one in this line, alas!" Mu En sighed, then turned around, "Pumping. "Kneeling in front of Lu Yi.

"What are you doing?" Lu Yi puzzled.

"Big brother, I'm sorry for you, but I can practice cultivation, I kept you secret before." Mu En said guilty.

"Although I don't like others to lie to me, but you also have your own difficulties, I don't blame you." Lu Yi said: "When Senior Woodman was dying, he told me not to blame you."

"Muo Mu is a person of love and righteousness. I am sorry for him. If it were not for me, he would not die." Mu En's face was sad.

"If it wasn't for Senior Woodman to help kill a saint king today, I'm afraid we people might be here to drink hate, turn around and set him a longevity tablet!" Lu Yi said.

"Well, he is my benefactor, and he is also a member of our Mu family and Rongbao Pavilion. He should be enshrined by incense for generations." Mu En nodded and agreed.

"Okay, get up quickly!"

Mu En knelt on the spot and didn't move. He looked up at Lu Yi and said, "Brother, I have one more thing to ask you."

"what's up?"

"My grandfather is going to be dying. I heard Lao Xing say that your medical skills are unparalleled. I hope you can help me save my grandfather." Mu En pleaded.

"By the way, where's Lao Xing?" Lu Yi just remembered, but he never saw Xing Yuanqing.

"Lao Xing is with Grandpa," Mu En said, "Grandpa's condition is very bad."

"Where is the old pavilion master? Take me quickly."

Mu En quickly stood up, led Lu Yi and others into the back mountain of Xianren Peak, and came to a quiet palace.

After entering, they met several disciples under the immortal peak sect. At this moment, they all knew that Mu Tiancai and his son were dead.

Mu En ignored it and took Lu Yi to the last room of the palace.

Pushing the door open, Lu Yi saw Xing Yuanqing sitting on the bed with his knees crossed. His face was pale and the corners of his mouth were bleeding constantly, conveying spiritual energy to the withered white-haired old man.

"Wow!"

Lu Yi rushed over, grabbed the old man's pulse, and after a little investigation, he took out the golden needle and quickly pierced the old man's body.

In an instant, the old man's head and chest were filled with golden needles.

"Lao Xing, you can let go."

Hearing what Lu Yi said, Xing Yuanqing retracted his hand and gasped, "You can come, Shao Lu, and I will die if I don't come."

"Boss, how is my grandpa?" Mu En asked urgently.

Lu Yi said solemnly: "The old pavilion is dying and his life is about to end."