I'm the villain's mother.

Chapter 243 Battle

Mu Wanwan's voice was very soft, as if any louder it would wake up the sleeping soul.

Xiao Fengyuan was only a little shocked when he saw Hua Ying's sacrifice, and then changed back to a calm look.

There was even a satisfied smile on his face at the moment.

Xiao Fengyu was belatedly aware at this time: "She snatched the jade pendant, not because it was fun."

Mu Wanwan saw that he was dazed, and hurriedly put away the jade pendant.

The tremor of the ground became more intense, and Mu Wanwan turned her gaze to the distance.

Can't see anything.

But the fallen immortal came out of the cage, and in just a moment, he could smell the bloody smell that stretched for several miles.

Mu Wanwan only felt cold, bone-piercing cold.

There is no way for walking corpses and fallen immortals to emit such a smell. There is only one possibility, and the disciples of the immortal sect suffered heavy casualties.

She silently tightened her fists and looked up at the perpetrator.

"Is this also in your calculation?" Mu Wanwan said silently.

Xiao Fengyuan smiled, and looked at her: "The left and right open sky formations only need sacrifices, as long as the spiritual power is strong enough, it doesn't matter who sacrifices the sacrifices. Speaking of it, I also want to thank her for not returning the evil spirit to me. If it is returned to me, I'm afraid it will be much easier for you to end this game."

After hearing this, Mu Wanwan felt heartbroken: "So, the person who has been with you for more than years has passed away, and all you want to say is that she died, okay?"

Xiao Fengyuan said indifferently: "I don't need others to do this kind of thing for me. On the contrary, as long as she is obedient and lives as a pawn without sorrow or joy, I can tolerate her. After all, only the weak have feelings , Hua Ying is the same, and so are you."

Mu Wanwan couldn't bear it any longer, summoned Chengyan Sword and flew towards Xiao Feng.

Xiao Fengyuan didn't even blink his eyes, just stretched out two fingers, and easily pinched Chengyan.

"Miss Mu, why bother?"

Mu Wanwan smiled, pulled out the Chengyan Sword violently, turned back and landed lightly.

Xiao Fengyuan smiled at himself and stopped Mangmang.

"Miss Mu, this trick is useful for others, but not for me." He stretched out his finger and talked about the blade of the vast sword. "I remember I said, when Miss Mu sees me in the future, don't use Mangbang anymore. But Miss Mu, you always don't listen to me."

Boundless burned into a fire in Xiao Fengyuan's hands, and the pitch-black blade was filled with blood at this moment.

Mu Wanwan also felt bad: "Could it be."

Seeing Xiao Fengyuan slash out with a sword, Mu Wanwan hurriedly dodged.

With just one sword, the entire moon-earth cloud stage was divided into two halves, one half collapsed and the other half fell.

"I haven't used a sword for many years, but now I feel a bit unfamiliar with it."

In a trance, Mu Wanwan also felt that she had made a big mistake, vast. Or it is more appropriate to call it the world now.

Xiao Fengyuan was its original owner.

Mu Wanwan's eyes were in a trance, the vast sword spirit was stripped from her body, and the color of her eyes gradually changed.

The once lively boy has now become a chilling weapon.

Mu Wanwan only felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and when she was about to lose her mind, she heard Ji Kong's faint Zen voice chanting for her.

"What kind of technique is this? It can actually strip away the sword spirit that has already recognized its master." Xiao Fengyu's voice was a bit labored.

"I guess it has something to do with Miss Mu's inexplicably extra weak immortal roots." Fu Huaiying thought for a while before speaking. "I remember that Miss Mu didn't have immortal roots at that time."

That's right, fairy roots.

Even her fairy roots belong to Fengyuan.

Not to mention the sword that recognized the Lord.

I'm afraid that only the sword spirit knows who is the master.

The memory stretched farther and farther, as if trying to drown her in the deep sea.

Mu Wanwan only felt that even breathing had become difficult. Now she had a splitting headache. It turned out that someone forcibly stripped a part of her consciousness from her. It was such a pain.

"Dang." The sound of the Zen stick falling to the ground hit her ear, temporarily restoring Mu Wanwan's sobriety.

She slowly opened her eyes and wobbled to her feet.

In addition to the original few people holding the barrier in front of her, there were also a few more familiar faces.

"Miss Wanwan, what's the matter? I'm not too late."

Su Hu's face was dripping with sweat, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he still said such words in a pretendingly relaxed manner.

Mu Wanwan smiled laboriously, and looked up at Xiao Fengyuan.

Without saying anything, he lowered his head and smiled again.

Xiao Fengyuan put away his sword: "Miss Mu said that she will definitely be stronger next time we meet, but it still hasn't been fulfilled."

Mu Wanwan didn't speak, but looked up after a pause.

"I just want to ask, if Mangmang belongs to you, what about Chengyan?"

Xiao Fengyuan stepped back, and slowly stepped onto the main seat of Lingxiao Palace.

The majestic and majestic chief seat in the past is now dilapidated, but he is like the king of this land, sitting on the ruins, with a smile on his face, and his words kill people.

"I think Miss Mu can't bear the second time in a short time."

This is the answer, the sword that Taiyan Palace calls the Divine Weapon is also his.

The sound of hacking and killing could be heard in the distance, and Mu Wanwan threw Chengyan down wearily.

The sound of the sword falling overwhelmed the killing, Xiao Fengyuan raised the corners of his lips.

"The people and things you have dedicated everything to have not belonged to you long ago. Perhaps to put it more seriously, they have all betrayed you."

Mu Wanwan said lightly: "How can you be better than me? Didn't the people around you betray you one after another?"

Xiao Fengyuan held Mang Mang in front of him and looked at it carefully.

"We are different. I don't ask people to love me, don't ask people to be loyal to me, and don't ask people to submit to me. I have a lot of ways to let them do things for me. If one person can't do it, I can change another one. As long as it works, who has it? What do you mean?"

Mu Wanwan didn't want to say more, she stretched out her hand and walked forward.

"Late night."

Song Zhujun yelled worriedly, and Mu Wanwan turned around and smiled.

Then he resolutely walked towards Xiao Feng.

"Why bother? Why bother to toss yourself into what you are now for something you can't ask for? I originally wanted to see your face and leave you a whole corpse."

Mu Wanwan ignored the sarcasm in Xiao Fengyu's painting, and slashed towards Xiao Fengyuan with the invisible blade condensed with spiritual power.

Xiao Fengyuan just dodged to dodge, but was still cut off by Mu Wanwan.

"You really are a headache."

Xiao Fengyu's voice changed suddenly, and everyone present could hear their displeasure.

Sure enough, in the next second, Xiao Fengyuan slashed with his sword.

It was more than ten times stronger than the sword I tried before.

Mu Wanwan was not in a hurry, she concentrated her spiritual power to cover, but when she turned around inadvertently, she saw a few people behind her, who came to her side and shared the sword with her.

It's just that the power is too great. Mu Wanwan's consciousness was weak just after being stripped of the sword spirit, and suddenly a mouthful of blood stained the invisible sword in his hand red.

The breeze beside her moved slightly, and Mu Wanwan's kneeling body was gently lifted up.

The person who came just flicked his sleeve, and then threw the sword energy back.

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