Chapter 2394 Despicable

In the square under Tianwu Peak, a figure lay limp in a pool of blood, looking fiercely at the sword-wielding young man opposite.

The young man holding the sword was none other than Zi Yunfeng, and the injured person was naturally Huangfu Wenfeng.

The two fought fiercely for half an hour, but in the end Ziyunfeng was slightly better. He was covered in blood and his body was shaking a little.

Compared to before, Huangfu's writing style was even more brutal. His body was covered with sword marks, he was bleeding, and he almost had only one breath left.

However, he was not afraid, but instead showed an evil smile.

The monks in the Tianwu Holy Mountain around were shouting, wishing Ziyunfeng had destroyed Huangfu Wenfeng, and they had no good impressions of the monks from the Tianyou Domain and the people in the Tianwu Holy Mountain.

"Second brother." Huangfu Hongxiao's face sank slightly in the stands, and he stepped down, ready to help.

"Watch!" At this time, the third young master on the side snorted coldly, staring at the center of the square with his cold eyes.

"Yes, Third Young Master." Huangfu Hongxiao gritted his teeth, but in the end he did not take action, but the murderous intention in him did not weaken at all, and instead became more and more tyrannical.

The Third Young Master looked extremely gloomy and said in a cold voice: "Don't worry, my people are not so easy to kill."

When Huangfu Hongxiao heard this, he nodded happily. The third young master's words were equivalent to giving Huangfu Wenfeng an extra life.

If Ziyunfeng really dares to harm Huangfu's style of writing, the Third Young Master will definitely take action, and Tianwu Mountain will not be in ordinary unlucky condition.

"kill him!"

"Senior Brother Ziyunfeng, kill him!"

The monks from Tianwu Mountain were still shouting angrily. They seemed to have seen the scene where Huangfu Wenfeng was killed by Ziyunfeng.

Zi Yunfeng took difficult steps, and the long sword was already pressed against Huangfu Wenfeng's chest. The cold sword energy bloomed and penetrated into Huangfu Wenfeng's body, and a trace of blood seeped out.

Zi Yunfeng seemed to be struggling with whether to kill Huangfu Wenfeng or not.

He killed Huangfu Wenfeng, but there were several other people in the stands. Those people were stronger than Huangfu Wenfeng. If Huangfu Wenfeng died, those people would definitely continue to challenge the monks of Tianwu Mountain, and more people would die.

But if Huangfu Wenfeng is not killed, will Yunhan's death be in vain?

It was not that Ziyunfeng wanted to avenge Yunhan, but that Yunhan represented Tianwu Holy Mountain in the battle, but was eventually killed by Huangfu Wenfeng, and the majesty of Tianwu Holy Mountain was damaged.

If I don't even have the courage to kill Huangfu Wenfeng, doesn't it mean that Tianwu Domain is not as good as Tianyou Domain?

"Zi Yunfeng actually defeated Huangfu Wenfeng?" Among the crowd, Xiao Fan had already arrived and was slightly surprised when he saw the battle in the distance.

Then he patted a monk in green clothes next to him and said, "Brother, aren't Tianyouyu here to learn from each other? Why are you fighting life and death now?"

"That kid killed Senior Brother Yunhan, do you think he should die?" the monk in green said calmly, his eyes extremely red.

"Yun Han is dead?" Xiao Fan was surprised. He didn't expect that Tianyouyu would be so bold and kill Yun Han at the home ground of Tianwu Mountain.

"Now you tell me, should the monk from the Netherland die that day?" The monk in green was extremely angry. "He said it himself. It means victory or defeat, life and death. There is nothing to say if you kill him."

"He deserves to die." Xiao Fan nodded, and then said: "But what if their people continue to challenge the monks of Tianwu Mountain? Will more people die?"

"If you're afraid of him, let's kill him. How can I, the son of Tianwu Mountain, be afraid of death?" The monk in green looked at Xiao Fan with disdain.

"Then why didn't anyone go up just now?" Xiao Fan looked at the monk in green and asked strangely.

When the monks in green clothes heard this, they were speechless and blushed. When Huangfu Wenfeng shouted before, they were motionless. They didn't even have the courage to fight. What else could they do if they weren't afraid of death?

Xiao Fan was not attacking the Tsing Yi monk, but he was quite rational. Similarly, Zi Yunfeng did not immediately kill Huangfu Wenfeng, and was obviously still awake and aware of the consequences of killing Huangfu Wenfeng.

"Is this how pitiful low-level monks are?" Xiao Fan thought to himself, looking towards the center of the square again.

Zi Yunfeng's right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but in the end he did not stab it, but said with a cold expression: "Huangfu Wenfeng, do you accept it or not?"

"Submit? You can convince me?" Huangfu Wenfeng was extremely disdainful. The blood on his face was flowing and he looked extremely miserable. He bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Kill me if you dare. I, Huangfu Wenfeng, can afford to lose." !”

Huangfu Wenfeng had a look of determination on his face, as if he was really not afraid of death.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will grant you a favor!" Zi Yunfeng used the sword in his hand again, and a sword energy instantly penetrated Huangfu Wenfeng's chest, and a column of blood spurted out.

Huangfu Wenfeng's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that Zi Yunfeng would really dare to kill him?

"Wasn't Huangfu Wenfeng afraid of death before? Why is he so strong-willed now?" Xiao Fan looked at Huangfu Wenfeng in slight surprise.

Then he seemed to have discovered something. He looked towards the stands in the distance and saw Huangfu Hongxiao's lips moving slightly and saying something, but no one noticed that he was speaking.

"I see, who did I think gave you the courage?" Xiao Fan suddenly understood something, he was a man who understood lip reading.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Fan moved his eyes from Huangfu Hongxiao to the Third Young Master, narrowed his eyes and said: "Third Young Master? Even the Tianwu Domain is so afraid?"

"Yunfeng, spare him!" Zi Rukuang shouted when he saw that Zi Yunfeng was really ready to kill Huangfu Wenfeng.

If Huangfu Wenfeng dies, Huangfu Hongxiao will definitely come on stage. When the time comes, there will be few people in Tianwu Mountain who can be his murderers.

If it were just a head-to-head confrontation of strength, there would be people in Tianwu Mountain who dared to confront him, but the key point was that Huangfu Hongxiao was a well-known poison master, even more tyrannical than Huangfu Wenfeng.

Zi Yunfeng stopped his long sword, looked at Huangfu Wenfeng with a cold face, drew back his long sword and said: "I'm going to kill you in the battlefield of hundreds of kills!"

After saying that, Zi Yunfeng flicked his robe, turned around and prepared to leave.

Huangfu Wenfeng breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he was like going through hell, but luckily he made the right bet.

Seeing Zi Yunfeng preparing to leave, Huangfu Wenfeng suddenly raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He stuffed a pill into his mouth, then took out a long sword and stabbed Zi Yunfeng angrily.

Ziyunfeng seemed to have been prepared for a long time, dodging and preparing to retreat. However, just when he mobilized his divine power, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The whole person seemed to have lost all strength in an instant, without any resistance at all. He raised his head and looked at Huangfu Wenfeng angrily: "You are despicable!"

"Haha, despicable? I am a poison master. Besides, have I ever given up?" Huangfu Wenfeng bared his teeth and smiled. Without any hesitation, the sword sank into Zi Yunfeng's chest.

With a puff, blood burst out, giving Zi Yunfeng a chill. In a hurry, Zi Yunfeng mobilized all his strength and stabbed Huangfu Wenfeng's chest fiercely with a sword.

Huangfu Wenfeng never thought that Ziyunfeng still had the strength to resist, so he quickly let go of the sword and retreated back.

But the sword energy was faster and cut off one of his arms, followed by a scream like a slaughtering pig.

"Bastard, I want your life to be worse than death!" Huangfu Wenfeng roared angrily and pounced on Ziyunfeng like a hungry wolf. "Stop!" At this time, a loud shout came from a distance, but Zi Rukuang had already appeared in front of Zi Yunfeng, and struck Huangfu Wenfeng with an angry slap.