Chapter 482 Chapter 482 The Death of Murong Bo

"It's actually Feng Xiao..."

"He's all right..."

"I also advanced to become a Martial Emperor! How did he manage to be such a young Martial Emperor?"

In addition to the shock, everyone was shocked. Some people have cultivated for a lifetime and have not been able to break through the Wuzong. It is the old man of the Geng family in Yunyue City, and the old man of Fengfu. The cultivation life is only the peak of Wuzong, but this Feng Xiao, who was originally a junior cultivator of the Martial Sect, even if he were to practice for another fifty years, it would be difficult for him to reach the level of Martial Sovereign. Bayi Middle School??Wennet?? w≥w=w≠． ≤8≥1≤z≤w≥. ≤c≤o≠m

But now, he has done it. Not only did he not fall into a coma, but he also became the first Martial Emperor of Yaori Kingdom! The less than 100-year-old Emperor Wu! This, this is simply incredible...

"die?"

Feng Xiao snorted heavily, and the long spear in his hand shook again: "If you die so that you can destroy my Feng family? If you die so that you can bully my daughter? My Feng family protects the country of Yaori for generations, and is loyal to your Murong family. But what about in the end? You actually murdered me? What the hell did I, Feng Xiao, do that made you have to kill me?"

He questioned in a loud voice, scolding his heart with every sentence, and glared at him with fierce tiger eyes: "I will go out of hiding and hand in the imperial power, and I don't want to care about you ambush and kill me, but what about you? You Murong Bo actually want my daughter As a concubine! I want to occupy the power of my Feng family! I want to win over my Feng family Fengwei! I want to destroy the Feng family for a hundred years! Now, if I don't stand up again, I will be worthy of my Feng family ancestors!"

"Murong Bo! You are now gone, you are exhausted! Killing you, dirtying the spear in my hand, kill yourself! Apart from you, the other children and grandchildren of the Murong family, I, Feng Xiao, put my words down here, as long as they follow the rules. If you don't go against my Feng family, I won't hurt them in the slightest!"

Hearing this, everyone sighed in their hearts that Feng Xiao still had benevolence and righteousness in his heart. If this matter were changed to someone else today, he would definitely kill Murong Bo and then kill his descendants, uprooting them to avoid their future revenge.

However, Feng Xiao may have been thinking about the friendship of the older generation in the Murong family, so he let them go. To do so is indeed the best of benevolence and righteousness.

Maybe he really realized that his situation was over. At this moment, Murong Bo's eyes were blank. He stared blankly at all the soldiers on their knees, facing Feng Mansion. He watched those clan forces standing not far away watching. , watching those people point at him one by one, there are many discussions...

Between heaven and earth, it seems that he is the only one left, so lonely, so lonely, so sad.

Who is to blame?

Who is to blame for burying the entire Murong Dynasty?

"Hahahaha... I, Murong Bo, made a wrong step, a wrong step... Hahahaha..."

The mournful laughter seemed to be exhausted as his last bit of hard work, and he was laughing with his head raised, beating his chest, blood spurting out of his mouth, stepping back two steps, and the whole person slumped and collapsed on the imperial chariot. , his eyes stared at the sky, and he swallowed his last breath.

The lord of a dynasty died tragically under the circumstances of betrayal and separation...

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone watched Murong Bo take his last breath, but couldn't close the eyes that were staring at the sky. Be silent.

At this moment, the red figure standing on the gate of Feng Mansion flew down, and the figure that was astonished turned and landed steadily...