When Mu Yunfei unfolded the cards in his hand, two powerful forces met in the chaotic night sky. In an instant, the dark night sky was dyed into daylight by strong light.
There was a duel of strength between two parties in the sky. On one side was the extremely majestic Emperor of the Immortal Sword Emperor, Mu Yunfei's biological father, wearing a dragon robe. On the other side, his facial features were somewhat similar to the emperor's.
There was no anger in his expression, he was very calm.
The personnel of both sides are inside the seven major formations. The formations are interconnected and powerful, but it is obvious that the formations of both sides are alternating between light and dark.
The armor and gown were stained with blood, and his face was in a mess.
Some monks are even missing parts of their bodies.
The monks stared at the center of the collision, their eyes burning, and they all knew it in their hearts.
This blow determines the outcome.
This powerful formation's most powerful blow can only be used once. Some of the fusion monks have turned pale. The previous battle and this blow have exhausted their spiritual power.
Just like this, the monks stared at the center...
The Seventh Prince's Palace.
Different from before, the ground trembled violently, and the same golden mahjong pieces scattered all over the table. Mu Yunfei stood up from his seat after declaring his victory.
After a while, the trembling on the ground stopped, and tranquility returned outside.
Mu Yunfei kicked open the door and invited him with great interest: "Let's go and see who wins and who loses. If Father fails, we will have a banquet, if not, we will have a celebration banquet."
Nangong Liu and Bai Chen looked at each other when they heard this, nodded at the same time, and said in unison: "Only one gets a 6, and it has to be you, my filial son."
Feng Qingxuan smiled, like the guardian of several people, and warned: "Be careful and stay alert, don't get separated, there may be resistance."
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"Wow! Mahayana monks are really powerful."
Bai Chen sighed as he watched the scenes in front of him.
The originally magnificent and magnificent palace was turned into ruins, exuding a dilapidated atmosphere, and even broken limbs and arms could be found among the ruins.
Along the way, several people saw many living people.
Some people were wailing, and some were lying there quietly. If you look carefully, your limbs have disappeared, and countless corpses are left in place in the huge palace.
Mu Yunfei didn't take it seriously.
"These are all normal. By the way, Brother Bai, you have never been to the battlefield where we fought against the Hai Clan. The battle there was really bloody. You couldn't even see a complete corpse."
These people were not familiar with him and could not feel any sadness. Bai Chen was surprised that he had never encountered a large-scale battle with real monks after staying in the dungeon for so many years.
The four of them soon arrived at the center of the palace.
The palace was originally the most luxurious, majestic and magnificent building. Bai Chen attended a banquet here a few hours ago. There were many good-looking dancers dancing and the food was delicious.
It gives people a dreamlike feeling.
Now there is only a piece of ruins left. If you look closely, you can see that Mu Yunfei's father, the emperor of the Divine Sword Immortal Dynasty, hangs high on the ruins, his majesty still intact.
Now I feel relieved.
Bai Chen didn't know exactly what happened, but the result was clear.
It was obvious at a glance that the original emperor had won.
He knew in his heart that nothing would happen even if the ruler was replaced, but this man was Mu Yunfei's biological father anyway, so he still felt better about him.
When Bai Chen feels at ease.
Mu Yunfei immediately knelt down on one knee, his expression full of annoyance. He was completely different from the joy he had shown when he was playing cards just now, and he looked like a proper grown-up boy.
"Father, my son is late and deserves death. Please forgive me, Father."
Hearing Mu Yunfei's words, the emperor's serious face showed a smile, and said with relief: "It's great that Yunfei has such a heart. Get up."
"Thank you, Father."
Bai Chen only felt a chill coming over him.
It was unclear about the relationship between the two before, but after Mu Yunfei revealed it, this scene seemed extremely ridiculous.
On the surface, the two are a harmonious father and son.
Mu Yunfei remained motionless when the emperor tried his best. The emperor only saw interests in Mu Yunfei and had no father-son affection at all, maintaining this false relationship.
Fortunately, Mu Yunfei did not participate...
Bai Chen looked around.
General Huo, who had been talking to him before, had a weak breath. His head was almost cut off, half of his body had disappeared, blood was flowing out uncontrollably, and it seemed like he only had one breath left.
If I remember correctly, this seems to be a ninth-level combined monk.
Bai Chen even saw the corpses of three Mahayana monks. Even though they were dead, the tyrannical aura remaining on the corpses still made him feel a tightness in his chest.
The aura of law remaining on the corpse can directly kill Bai Chen.
I can’t imagine what a high-level battle would be like. What would happen if Mu Yunfei, a fourth-level out-of-body master, participated in the battle?
The prince who was in the realm of gods was assassinated immediately. After half of his body was turned into powder, he finally found the emperor, and only managed to save his life under the emperor's protection.
The other princes were also assassinated.
There is nothing wrong with Mu Yunfei here.
Sometimes not having the right to inherit the throne is the greatest safety. Coupled with the relationship with the elders of the Qinglian Sword Sect, Mu Yunfei even overcame the principle that immediate family members must be killed.
They didn't stay here for long, and they left soon.
Mu Yunfei said something to Chuanyinyu on the way, and announced to several people: "I'll tell you some good news. Tonight, all the bastards who used to deal with me in the harem when I was young are dead."
Bai Chen's expression was extremely exciting and he said: "6——"
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Mu Yunfei was in a good mood when he returned and directly ordered his men to prepare wine and food to celebrate. However, he remembered that the maids and servants had died outside due to the seizure of power.
None of the remaining people in the Prince's Palace can cook.
Several people could only leave the palace.
It is still the territory of Hehuan Sect.
Divine Sword Tower.
The reason for the name is the same as the Lotus Tower of Qinglian Sword Sect.
Because Mu Yunfei was in a good mood, he slapped a space ring on the table and asked the maid to serve the best wine. But be careful, this space ring was all the money spent.
Bai Chen asked how many there were.
Mu Yunfei smiled and made a three sign.
Bai Chen tentatively guessed a number.
"Three hundred high-grade spiritual stones?"
"Three thousand!"
"Hao!"
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A few hours later, Bai Chen stared at the two masked men in front of him and asked, "Who are you two? I am a direct disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect. I advise you not to make mistakes!"
