Monks are also human beings. Since they are human beings, they are a collection of various relationships. Even if they die, they cannot escape the influence of human feelings and sophistication.
"What the seniors said is absolutely true. We are willing to become a part of the Tianlong Sect as the Mutian lineage. This is the property of our Mutian lineage in recent years. Please accept it, senior." Junior Brother Gou from the Mutian Sect took out A storage ring, he said respectfully.
Han Feng was not polite, and with a casual move, he took the storage ring he took out into his hand, put it into his bag, smiled calmly and said: "Fellow Daoist Gou, you, Senior Brother Xue, are so stubborn, what do you think about me?" What to do with him?"
Junior Brother Gou glanced at Senior Brother Xue, bowed his hands and said, "Senior Brother Xue also couldn't figure it out for the moment. If possible, I hope Senior will spare his life."
"Okay, just as you said." Han Feng nodded readily, and when he was about to reach out and point to cast a spell to restrain Senior Brother Xue, Senior Brother Xue's body suddenly erupted with layers of blood, dazzling. Incomparably, even the sword element array was stained with a blood-red color.
"Bitch thief, I will never be a prisoner even if I die!" Brother Xue roared angrily, his whole body shook suddenly, and he suddenly exploded in the light.
The fierce force impacted the sword element formation, filled with fire, lightning, thunder, and roaring, but in the end, it did not break through its siege.
"Senior Brother Xue!" The two half-step psychics shouted in unison, with sad expressions on their faces.
"He is really a strong man, what a pity." Han Feng said with regret.
As he said that, he raised his hand and waved, the sword light flashed, and he put away the sword element array in an instant. The energy wave of Senior Brother Xue's self-destruction was also wiped out by it, and there was no more ripples in the void, and calm returned.
It's a pity that the other party's storage rings are missing. They were obviously destroyed by the terrifying energy impact and turned into dust.
Then, with a wave of Han Feng's hand, the elite men of Tianlongmen dispersed from the battle formation, and a small group of troops flew up to Xuantian Mountain to accept the formal surrender of Mutian Sect.
The so-called unconditional surrender means that the people of Tianlongmen can set restrictions on them. Some alchemy monks have to make a blood oath, otherwise no one will be able to rest assured.
The two half-step psychics were also very aware of the situation. When they saw this situation, they immediately took the initiative to make a blood oath in front of Han Feng, showing as much respect as possible.
Han Feng did not accept their blood oath marks, but called Long Ziyun.
Long Ziyun was wondering what kind of medicine Han Feng was selling in the gourd, but he did not dare to go against Han Feng's wishes and immediately put their blood oath marks into his soul sea. If they had any objections in the future, he would They can be subdued in an instant.
After all the operations, half an hour has passed.
From beginning to end, Murong Xue said nothing, and looked at Han Feng dealing with these matters with a smile from time to time.
"Senior sister, we will set off immediately to go to that spiritual place." Han Feng said to Murong Xue with a smile.
"Our losses are not small. Can we still fight with them? Don't forget that there are elites from four mid-level sects gathered there. Even if Muxia Palace and Jiuyuan Sect were lost during the integration process, our The overall strength cannot be compared with them." Murong Xue frowned and said through voice transmission.
Han Feng smiled softly and said: "Just the two of us will go to that spiritual place, and the rest of us will rush to Muxia Palace to destroy their remaining power."
"Just the two of us? Are you sure you're not joking?" Murong Xue looked directly at Han Feng, asked in reply, and said through the message.
"Of course not, I'm serious." Han Feng responded.
Murong Xue looked into his eyes, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked via voice transmission: "Have you asked Long Ziyun to spread the information about that spiritual land?"
Han Feng smiled. Talking to smart people saves trouble. He took her hand and said seriously: "You guessed it right. The current situation can only be broken by introducing external forces, otherwise we won't be able to maintain it for long."
Han Feng was helpless. If Remnant Fu could continue to use the art of virtualization, he could go there alone. Now Remnant Fu was sleeping and he could only rely on himself.
"Soldiers are quick, let's go to that spiritual place now." Han Feng thought of this and looked at Murong Xue and said.
"Don't you need to explain it to them?" Murong Xue asked.
"I have sent a message to Long Ziyun, asking him to lead the troops to attack Muxia Palace within one stick of incense." Han Feng said with a calm expression and a smile.
After saying this, he took her and flew out.
Murong Xue had a strange look on her face. She didn't expect that Han Feng had already arranged everything, but she was impressed.
In her impression, in the past, Han Feng basically put strength first and could solve things with his fists, but rarely used his brains and tactics.
If Han Feng knew that she thought this way, he could only smile bitterly.
Faced with the combined power of four mid-level sects, if he still thought of using only his fists to solve the problem, he would be close to death.
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Thousands of mountains and rivers flew by under their feet and flew away quickly. Han Feng and Murong Xue flew high in the sky hand in hand, traveling three to four hundred miles away in one breath, rushing to the spiritual place where the underground palace was without any pause.
Along the way, they went smoothly without encountering any obstacles. Even if they encountered some high-level monsters or human monks, they did not dare to come and cause trouble when they saw the majestic momentum exuded by Han Feng and Murong Xue.
Of course, even if they wanted to, they couldn't do anything and couldn't even catch up.
"Have Mu Qingyun and Yuan Jiao not subdued the elite troops of Mu Tian Sect and Tian Luo Sect yet?" Murong Xuefei suddenly asked midway.
"You're talking about why they didn't see their troops coming to intercept, right?" Han Feng's eyes flashed and he asked.
"Yes." Seeing that he understood her thoughts so well, Murong Xue couldn't help but pursed her lips and said with a smile.
Her smiling face was as beautiful as a flower, and she was as beautiful as a fairy. Han Feng was dumbfounded and forgot to answer for a moment.
Murong Xue was a little embarrassed by what he saw, so she quickly turned her face away, accelerated forward and flew a certain distance away from him. They were dozens of feet apart from him.
Han Feng secretly cursed why his concentration had become so poor. He came to his senses after only a moment, and immediately chased after him. He coughed but did not show any embarrassment. He explained with a smile: "They must have already We have stabilized those two forces, but we can’t set restrictions on everyone in those two forces like we did, and most of them can’t be commanded.”
After a brief pause, he continued: "Besides, it is difficult to agree on the opinions of Mu Qingyun and Yuan Xiang. Mu Qingyun definitely advocates mobilizing troops to attack Mu Tianzong, but Yuan Xiang will most likely not agree. He is worried about my The ability to become invisible. Mu Qingyun will never take risks alone, and she is also very smart!" ()
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