The Tyrant Body Secret Art

castellan

"You're dead, scum!"

Luo Hongyi that poison eyes tightly locked Mufeng, looking at Luo Hongbao deadly elbow like a lightning fall, the mouth can not help but smile. The smile was twisted and ferocious, as if enjoying a wonderful killing feast, and the heart was full of anticipation and excitement for Mufeng's impending doom.

But his smile soon stiffened, as if frozen by frost. Because he found that Mufeng, who was not far away, was looking at him and gave him a very strange smile. That smile seems to hide endless secrets and conspiracies, so that Luo Hongyi's heart surging a strong sense of unease and fear.

"Transposition!"

The indifferent sound seemed to come from the distant sky, and it seemed to explode directly in Luo Hongyi's mind. Luo Hongyi only felt a flower in front of him, as if the whole world was distorted in an instant. When he came to himself, he found with horror that he was no longer in his safe place in front of the army, but in the middle of the air, surrounded by endless emptiness and the whistling wind. And above him, Luo Hongbao's strong figure is like a towering mountain peak, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression, enveloping him. The horrible ** came over his face, like a few sharp blades, mercilessly cutting and pulling at his skin, making his cheeks hot and painful, as if being burned by fire. And Luo Hongbao's elbow is hard hit on Luo Hongyi's chest.

Click!

The crackling sound of bones exploded out of thin air, and the sound was particularly harsh in the silent night sky, like the death bell. Luo Hongyi's eyes protruded, bloodshot instantly filling his eyes, his face distorted by extreme pain. A blood accompanied by a miserable cry spit out, the blood like a blooming red lotus, blooming in the night sky the color of despair. The intense pain spread like a surging tide to Luo Hongyi's limbs, and his body shook violently in midair, like a fallen leaf swaying in the wind. Before he lost consciousness, he looked dead in front of the rear Fu soldiers, saw Mufeng quietly standing, looking at him expressionlessly, the eyes cold and calm, as if looking at an insignificant stranger.

Baaaah!

Like a butterfly with broken wings, Luo Hongyi fell to the ground from mid-air, raising a cloud of dust. With a convulsion, he lost all breath, and his body lay quietly on the ground, like an orphan abandoned by the world, the flame of life quietly extinguished at this moment.

"No, Hony!"

Luo Hongbao first froze, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief, as if he could not believe what was happening in front of him. Then came a shrill cry, like the desperate wailing of a wounded beast. He rushed to the side of Luo Hongyi's body, plopping down on his knees, shaking his hands to pick up Luo Hongyi's body, eyes full of grief and anger. Why have things come to this? Clearly in front of him just now is Mu Feng, how suddenly became his son Luo Hongyi. His heart was full of doubt and remorse, remorse for his impulsiveness and recklessness, but he could not accept the cruel reality.

Mufeng's eyes are indifferent, and the transfer of shape and position is a secret art that Mufeng inadvertently collected in his previous life. It's a secret technique that allows you to switch places with someone in an instant, over a short distance. The necessary condition is that the person exchanged has the breath of the practitioner, otherwise the arcane art will be ineffective. Previously, Mufeng used Luo Hongyi's right arm, which left Mufeng's spirit breath on the latter, so Mufeng's transformation can be successful. This secret skill, like an ace in his hand, played an unexpected role at a critical moment and turned the tide of the war.

"Little bastard, you dare to kill my son, I want you to die!"

Luo Hongbao's eyes were red, his eyes burning with anger, as if he had lost his reason. He was like a fierce beast out of control, rushing toward Mufeng, with each step falling with a slight tremor on the ground, the threatening appearance, as if to eat Mufeng alive. Huai Lao is already swept behind Mu Feng, his movement is quick and rapid, like a dark shadow. He will Mufeng retreat completely sealed, so that it can not retreat, formed a front and back pincer, want to Mufeng in death.

'You killed your son, old beast, not me!

Mufeng awestruck without fear, the corners of his mouth showed a mocking smile. His eyes revealed a hint of disdain and contempt, as if watching two clowns in the self-directed play a farce.

"Aha! It's you, it's all you!"

Furious, Mr. Luo leapt to his feet and made an arc through the air. The right hand is like a knife, carrying the surging spirit force, the spirit force is like a burning flame, burning brightly, emitting the breath of terror. He hit Mufeng's forehead, the speed was as fast as lightning, the power was amazing, as if he wanted to split Mufeng's head in two. The old is a grim look, the right palm of the heart force into a cyclone, the cyclone like a roaring tornado, with a wicked Angle to the heart of Mufeng, want to give Mufeng a fatal blow from behind. The offensive of the two masters is getting closer and closer, and Mu Feng is standing still, his figure is like a solid statue, standing quietly in place, as if he did not care about the coming attack.

Baaaah!

Luo Hongbao and Huai old two offensive, about to fall on the Mufeng body of the moment, two terrible cyclones quickly shot. The cyclone, like a barrier, suddenly appeared in front of and behind Mufeng, exuding a powerful wave of power. Two people were horrified to find that their full offensive was completely disintegrated by the invisible cyclone, the attack such as mud cow into the sea, disappeared without a trace. Luo Hongbao and Huai Lao two people at the same time a dull hum, their bodies such as being hit, involuntarily back dozens of steps, the face became pale and blooless, as if the vitality was drained at this moment.

"Luo Hongbao and Wilder, how dare you fight in the old husband's mansion!"

An old, stately voice rang out, a sound that reverberated through the courtyard like a bell, rattling the eardrums of all. Luo Hongbao and Huai Lao simultaneously looked into the pavilion in the deep courtyard. I saw the old man sitting cross-legged and slowly stood up. His posture is tall and dignified, like an ancient mountain, after years of baptism, but still standing. A pair of sharp knife eyes, coldly looking at the two people, the eyes revealed endless majesty and anger, let people dare not look directly at.

"The slave wouldn't dare!"

Huai Lao quickly knelt on the ground, his body like a puddle of mud, shivering and bowing his head. The sound of the kowtow was particularly loud in the quiet courtyard, as if begging the old man for forgiveness. Luo Hongbao quickly bowed and respectfully said, "Old Lord, it is not Hongbao who wants to offend you!" Your house has been invaded, and we have come to bring him to justice and give you peace." There was a note of respect in his voice, but there was an unmistakable sense of panic and unease.

"Who is the thief?" The old man asked lightly, his tone was calm, but it made people feel a kind of invisible pressure.

"This son!

Luo Hongbao pointed to Mu Feng and continued:

"First he abused Concubine Luo, then he injured my son Hongyi, and now he has fled here to interfere with your cultivation." His words were full of slander and frame-up, trying to put all the blame on Mu Feng in order to cover up his own mistakes.

The old man's eyes were deep, he looked deeply at Luo Hongbao, and then looked at Huai Lao who was kneeling on the ground and asked: "Huai De, let me ask you, what Luo Hongbao said is true?" His eyes seem to be able to see through their hearts, to find out the truth of the matter.

"Old city Master, what Luo Du Du said is true!" Huai Lao still kneeling on the ground, reverently replied, his eyes flashing a sly, trying to deceive.

Mufeng looked on coldly, the so-called tiger father no dog son. Luo Hongyi what virtue, this Luo Hongbao nature is worse, a mouth is several big hats on his head, want to put him to death. His heart was angry, but he did not show it, just quietly waiting for things to develop.

"Wait a minute! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Outside the courtyard, Feng Xinglan came in a hurry, his pace hurried and flustered, as if there was something important. He stood in front of Mu Feng, like a barrier, trying to protect him. He saluted the old man respectfully:

"Uncle! This matter is all to blame me, did not investigate clearly, without authorization to mobilize the government soldiers to arrest MuXiaoyou! As a result, Mu Xiaoyou inadvertently broke into your mansion to avoid the Fu soldiers." His voice was full of guilt and remorse, remorse for his reckless behavior.

Feng Xinglan back to see Feng Luofei, the latter just woke up. And he is finally understand the truth, know the misunderstanding Mufeng, so it is rushed to want to remove the house soldiers. Only, he did not expect, Mufeng unexpectedly broke into the old city master's mansion. This is forbidden territory of the city master's palace! If the old city master blames down, he can not keep Mufeng. His heart is full of worry and anxiety, afraid that Mufeng will suffer from accidents.

"Mufeng, the Lord of the old city has the highest authority in the palace, you quickly bow your head and admit your mistake with him!"

Feng Xinglan whispered to Mu Feng, his eyes revealing a touch of anxiety and helplessness, trying to persuade Mu Feng to compromise to avoid a greater conflict.

Mufeng looked calmly at the old man on the pavilion, light and simple: "I broke into your mansion, is your past life to repair the blessing, you also blame me?" As soon as these words came out, the whole place was silent, as if time had stopped flowing at this moment. Everyone did not expect, Mufeng not only do not repent, but also say such disobedient words, that word is like a heavy bomb, exploded in the hearts of everyone, caused an uproar.

"My little friend, you..."

Feng Xinglan was shocked in the heart, his eyes were full of shock and disappointment, and frequently gave Mufeng a wink, but the latter did not pay attention. He secretly cried in his heart, do not know why Mufeng should be so impulsive, which is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire and pushing himself to the brink.

"Bold Mufeng, how the old city Lord exists, how can you be so presumptuous, and not kneel down, first break your arms to apologize for your SINS!"

Huai old, who was kneeling on the ground, looked excited, he pointed to Mufeng and shouted, and his eyes were showing the color of joy. It is true that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. How can this son still live in front of the old city Lord? His heart secretly glad, think Mufeng will die this time, want to take this opportunity to please the old city master.

"How can a mere dog slave have the confidence to jump up and down here?" Mufeng looked cold at Wilder and slowly opened his mouth, his voice cold and dignified, as if he was sentencing Wilder's crimes.

Huai De was very angry, he quickly knelt down in front of the old man and said: "Old Lord, this son is arrogant, please allow the old slave to teach you a lesson about this thief." His words were full of flattery and ingratiation, trying to show his loyalty to the elder.

The old man said lightly: "Wilder, you get up!" Wilder's heart was slightly happy, thinking that the old man would agree to his request, and he quickly stood up, looking forward to watching the old man, ready to show his skills.

Paaaah!

Only, in response to Wilder is a thin but powerful slap. Wilder's whole body was thrown upside down, landing heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust. There was a clear mark on his face, swollen and painful, and his eyes were filled with shock and confusion, as if he could not believe that the old man had suddenly struck him.

"He's right, you're just a dog slave, who gave you the confidence to jump up and down here?"

The old man was sitting down, looking down at the beaten Wilder, every word and sentence, and his voice was full of majesty and dissatisfaction, as if he were teaching a disobedient child.

"Lord, I..."

Wilder held his face, confused about what he had done wrong. His heart was filled with grievance and fear that the old man would punish him further.

"You know what you did wrong?" The old man is light, and his eyes reveal a hint of disappointment and helplessness, as if he is extremely dissatisfied with Wilder's performance.

Wilder quickly slapped himself several times and said, "The old slave should not jump up and down in front of you!" His movements were flustered and discomfited, trying to gain the old man's forgiveness in this way.

The old man shook his head and said, "You let me down very much. From now on, you are no longer in charge of the city Lord's house." His tone was firm and decisive, and there was no room for negotiation.

The old man said that, across the dazed Wilder, came to Mu Feng in front of. He looked at Mufeng, his mouth showed a gentle smile, that smile is like a wisp of spring breeze, blowing away the tension in the courtyard. Then, under the stunned eyes of Feng Xinglan and Luo Hongbao, he made a deep bow to Mu Feng.

"Old husband Feng Hongxuan, thank you for your reinvention!"

In an instant, the courtyard fell into a long silence...