The villain's daily corpse collection

Although 朏朏 is not an intelligent spiritual beast, it can understand the other party's likes and dislikes towards it at a glance. Seeing Fei Lan approaching with bad intentions, it immediately changed its expression.

"Let's take a look at the situation first. They have a lot of internal conflicts, so maybe we don't need to take any action at all." Wang Wei chose to watch first.

The huge spirit beast fiercely showed its not-so-sharp teeth and roared as loudly as it could, but the result was not what it wanted. Fei Lan's rope flew over and bound its fluffy limbs, and the net also rushed towards it like a savage claw.

朏朏 bit the magic net and uttered a whimpering sound. On the net was a magic array, which changed its shape and completely suppressed 朏朏. It was just a net, but it had a huge weight.

The master and his disciple were hiding in the dark. Huo Feng couldn't bear to see Xiaoxiao being hurt by Feilan. When Wangwei wasn't paying attention, he drew his sword and flew forward first. In a few seconds, he cut off the magic weapon in Feilan's hand. Xiaoxiao hid behind Huo Feng in grievance. Wangwei watched everything expressionlessly and didn't show up immediately.

"Where did you come from? Don't you have a companion?" Fei Lan looked at the destroyed magic weapon and started fighting with Huo Feng. Huo Feng did not answer him, and the edge of the sword in his hand was not dull at all.

Fei Lan watched Wang Wei not appear, thinking that the two were no longer on the same path, so he made his move without any worries. He held the staff in his hand and silently chanted the spell to attract the lightning. The tiny electric current spread in the void, illuminating the dim cave as bright as day.

Huo Feng swung his sword and approached, but was knocked back by a surge of powerful spiritual power. He dodged, and a cold electric current in the void brushed through the ends of his hair, and he immediately smelled the smell of burning charcoal.

"Why do you want to capture this mountain guardian beast? It's just guarding the mountain here, it doesn't hinder you." He quickly distanced himself from Fei Lan and asked, "Let's take a step back. If you capture the mountain god's spirit beast, you won't be able to escape in the end. As one of the elders of the An family, you should understand this, right?"

Fei Lan's expression suddenly became strange, and then he snorted coldly: "We haven't seen any mountain god you mentioned along the way. The rules of the secret realm are different. Who says that there must be a mountain god on this mountain? Even if there is, maybe we can get more treasures by killing Him!" He spoke in a pretentious manner, and it seemed that he was still not going to give in.

The logic didn't make sense. Although Huo Feng hadn't used the sword for a long time and his hands were a little rusty, he was not a weak person. After all, he was among the best in all abilities in Tiancao. His supernatural power had not yet recovered, but he knew all the sword techniques by heart.

His swordsmanship was as fast as the wind. As soon as the move was launched, the flying leaves appeared out of thin air, carrying a small hurricane and sweeping across the mountains, completely disrupting Fei Lan's rhythm. The wind blades were wrapped with a clear spiritual power, sweeping around the two of them. Fei Lan was shocked to find that his breathing was stagnant, as if a piece of cold paper was applied to his face, and he could not escape the strong feeling of suffocation.

An Wanshan watched the battle from a distance. When the gods fought, the mortals suffered. As soon as the two sides attacked, she hid herself behind a huge rock, only sticking out half of her head, for fear of putting herself in danger. She did not fully trust the monks in Lin'an Palace, so she did not ask Yu Xuanzi for help right away.

Yu Xuanzi was slowly prying the star spirit stones embedded in the rock wall. These were very useful to cultivators. He could use them to bless his disciples' instruments and continue to develop new elixirs. He collected the spirit stones and occasionally glanced at the battle situation nearby.

The two sides fought for a while, and An Wanshan crouched down and carefully sneaked up to Yu Xuanzi, "Senior Yu Xuanzi, if they continue to fight like this, will Elder Fei Lan be in danger?"

"No." Yu Xuanzi gave an affirmative answer.

He had already made some judgments in his mind. Although the young cultivator opposite him had decisive moves, he was definitely not a ruthless person. The fact that he was willing to come forward to save the mountain guardian beast that had nothing to do with him at this time further proved that his kindness was not fake, so the An clan elder would not really fall into despair.

It's time to teach him a lesson, Yu Xuanzi thought to himself.

Compared to the An clan elder, this young man had more spirit and demeanor of a cultivator. He had long understood that the other party's mention of the mountain god was just an excuse to save the spirit beast. Regardless of whether there was a mountain god here or not, he would go to save the spirit beast.

"I don't know when they will stop fighting. If I consume too much spiritual energy now, what will I do if I encounter danger later? Why didn't Senior Yuxuanzi stop them?" An Wanshan observed the two people fighting, and from time to time she covered her face with her wide sleeves, trying to block the dazzling light that seemed to cut through the night. Every time a series of lights flashed, she felt like she was going blind.

"Exchanging martial arts is not a fight to the death. Among those who are fighting now, only your elder does not know the seriousness of the situation. Don't worry, he will be fine." Yu Xuanzi had almost taken all the spirit stones. He put the Qiankun bag in his arms and turned to look at the battle situation as he expected.

Huo Feng's sword was sharp and sharp, with a long-lasting strong wind hidden in the sword's edge. Although it had the posture of tearing through the aura in all directions, it only landed around Fei Lan. It left him with a lingering fear, but it did not directly injure him. Fei Lan suddenly realized this, and he sneered. Since the other party showed mercy everywhere, then don't blame him for being merciless.

Fei Lan clenched the talisman in his sleeve, chanted the spell silently, and scattered a handful of talisman paper with a yellow background and red words filled with spells into the sky.

The talismans were deployed like soldiers following the command of a general and emerged from all directions. Huo Feng's sword wind tore through countless pieces of talisman papers, but was unable to destroy them completely. The torn talisman papers seemed to have the ability to split, and they formed a huge formation that trapped Huo Feng inside.

Fei Lan recited the incantation again, and the talisman formation began to take effect.

This was the Nanye Fire Formation. Huo Feng was startled. The flames in the formation were like red snakes waiting for an opportunity to move. They entangled and danced around him, biting his wrist holding the sword, leaving deep burn marks wherever they touched. Huo Feng frowned and slashed, but because the fire snakes were condensed bodies of spiritual power, they were soulless and invisible, so he could not cut them off completely. The flames continued to grow, condensing at his side, and pressing him step by step.

Huo Feng looked around and saw no signs of any vegetation, not even a blade of grass. He suddenly remembered something and began to search his body.

Fei Lan looked at him in a panic and sneered, "What are you looking for? My formation is a secret formation from the heavens. No cultivator from the mortal world can break it. Just wait to be burned to death!"

Huo Feng took out the remaining wild fruit that he had just fed to Xiaoxiao from his arms, poured his spiritual power into it, and then threw the fruit to the ground. The fruit successfully fell into the soil in the crack of the ground, took root and sprouted in an instant, broke through the soil, and grew infinitely with the momentum of destroying withered trees and rotten trees.

Fei Lan was stunned, and didn't even notice that the magic circle he controlled was weakened a little. But when he saw the spirit tree that had grown to the middle suddenly stopped, he felt a little more confident about his chances of winning.

"It's such a big fuss, but it's nothing more than this." Fei Lan was completely disdainful and just stood in the air with his arms folded, as if this fight had nothing to do with him.

Huo Feng's tree was indeed half grown, but it was a banyan tree, so it didn't matter if it didn't grow tall, but the thick roots of the trunk spread and grew, like winding vines extending infinitely, and they pierced the fire array like sharp blades. The fire was weakened a bit, and the vines broke into the sea of ​​fire from the gaps, and the skin was burned crisply, but it kept moving forward and never stopped.

The cane pierced the yellow talisman paper from the inside out, and the talisman spontaneously combusted in the air and turned into ashes. When Fei Lan realized that something was wrong, it was too late. Huo Feng swung his sword to chop the fire formation, and the formation was broken. Thousands of talisman paper fragments in the sky fell to the ground with tiny flames, like thousands of star fragments falling to the earth.

"Not bad." Wang Wei looked up and saw Huo Feng was still cleaning the talisman paper floating in the air. It was also the first time she saw Huo Feng's strength.

Sparks hit the ground, rolled a few times, and then faded. Wang Wei walked out of the corner and walked to the banyan tree that Huo Feng had planted out of thin air. He gently stroked the trunk with his hand, and the turquoise spiritual power poured out from his palm, gradually repairing the vines and roots that had just been burned by the fire, and the burnt parts glowed with new green.

"Impossible, this is impossible..." Fei Lan also landed on the ground. He felt that his mind was unclear. "Ordinary cultivators can't break this formation at all, unless you are not ordinary--"

Before he finished speaking, he felt his throat tighten. He looked sideways and saw a white-haired woman who appeared out of nowhere and grabbed his throat and lifted him up in the air. He tried to reach the ground with his feet, but he was powerless. He raised his hand to grab the wrist of the woman who was strangling his neck, but it bounced back as if he had been electrocuted. He was not convinced and raised his hand to struggle again.

"If you move again, I will chop off your hands and feet one by one." Wang Wei did not speak, but transmitted the message into Fei Lan's brain. Fei Lan was so scared that he trembled, but did not dare to move.

"What did you see?" Wang Wei asked. Seeing that the other party didn't dare to respond, she coaxed him, "Tell me, and I will spare your life."

"He... he is Lord Huo Feng of the Tianhe Sect? You are the woman who appeared beside him in Tianzhou before, the white-haired deity! It was you who killed my young master of the An family... So that secret formation in the heaven will not be fatal to you, right?" He transmitted the voice with difficulty, gritting his teeth, not knowing whether it was because of pain or hatred.

"Yes, you are a little faster than your young master in reaction." Wang Wei put him on the ground, "Elder Feilan, the name has a good meaning, and it is also good to be engraved on the monument."

Fei Lan panted heavily, but took a few steps back. He asked cautiously, "What do you mean?"

"I wonder if the elder wants your name to be engraved on a monument or a tombstone? I personally think there is a big difference. If your death is worth it, I will consider leaving your name in history."

"Who cares about the empty reputation after death? I haven't lived enough!" Fei Lan raised his hand and pointed at her nose. "How dare you, a murderer, appear in front of me, in the secret realm of the An family, and still flaunt it in the streets. How dare you?"

"Tsk, you're already an elder in the clan but still so rude. If you point at me again, I'll be angry." Wang Wei reached out and knocked Fei Lan's finger away.

Fei Lan snorted coldly and said, "What other tricks do you want to play?"

Wang Wei spread her hands: "Hasn't that matter been over long ago? Didn't you all choose a new young master?" She looked behind him, "That must be your new young master, what's his name——"

"An Huaizhen, but she is still far from being qualified to be the young master." Fei Lan glanced at the distance with contempt, "She can never sit on the position of the young master. Throwing bricks to attract jade will always be stones. How can people throw away beautiful jade?"

Wang Wei narrowed his eyes, as if he remembered something.

Yu Xuanzi heard the conversation between the two, but he was not in a hurry to go over. He did not want to have too much contact with the monks he did not know. Besides, both sides had stopped, so there was no need for him to do anything.

An Wanshan began to pry the spirit stones. She thought that since she was already here, she might as well take something back.

"An Huaizhen? Isn't your name An Wanshan? Why did you suddenly change your name? But I felt that the name Wanshan, which implies late success, was not refreshing enough, so I asked a Taoist to tell my fortune and changed it?" Wang Wei asked doubtfully, but Fei Lan suddenly grabbed his throat, "...what are you doing?"

Fei Lan's neck veins bulged, his eyes bulged and he stared. Wang Wei looked puzzled and subconsciously took a few steps back. Huo Feng also fell to the ground at this time, and he hurried forward. Under the astonished gaze of the two, Fei Lan struggled to the ground, but he didn't let go of himself. No sound came out of his throat, and then he didn't move.

Huo Feng stepped forward and felt Fei Lan's pulse. He looked at Wang Wei and said, "He's dead."

Wang Wei looked at Fei Lan's fellow travelers the next moment. Yu Xuanzi noticed something was wrong first. He turned around and called An Wanshan, and the two hurried over. Yu Xuanzi didn't expect that Fei Lan would die in an instant. He looked at Wang Wei and Huo Feng with a very unfriendly look.

An Wanshan approached carefully, checked Feilan's breath, screamed, and looked at Feilan's body in horror. The sound was so penetrating that it caused the fine sand and gravel on the rock wall to roll down.

"He, the elder, the elder... he's dead, dead..." She fell to the ground, her eyes wide open, her whole body trembling. Then, she also looked at the master and disciple, her lips trembling so much that she couldn't say a word.

"Did you kill him?" Yu Xuanzi asked coldly. He didn't expect the other party to act so quickly that he didn't even notice it.

Huo Feng was about to retort when Wang Wei stopped him without leaving a trace. Wang Wei spread his hands with an innocent expression: "Hey! Don't wrongly accuse a good person!"

"How could a person die for no reason?" Yu Xuanzi asked with a frown.

"Yeah, how could a person die for no reason?" Wang Wei replied in the same tone.

Yu Xuanzi was speechless for a while. He squatted down to check Fei Lan's wound and found that he had no external injuries. He took his pulse and found something strange inside, as if his life had been cut off by someone.

"He was strangled by someone first, but he actually died because his pulse was shattered. Moreover, this power was very strange... It was not the power of the righteous path, but more like some unorthodox methods that are hard to guard against." Yu Xuanzi spoke slowly.

Heretic?

Wang Wei looked at Yu Xuanzi, and then at An Wanshan behind him. An Wanshan was still sitting there crying, huddled, and hardly looked up the whole time.

Wang Wei walked straight towards her, bent down and prepared to grab her wrist. She looked at Wang Wei in horror and screamed loudly. The piercing sound made Wang Wei pause. Yu Xuanzi turned around quickly, interrupting Wang Wei's action. He protected An Wanshan behind him and looked at Wang Wei vigilantly.

"What do you want to do? Are you planning to kill people to silence them? You simply don't take our Lin'an Palace seriously!"

"Who is this person who practices unorthodox methods?" Wang Wei looked up at Yu Xuanzi, then at An Wanshan who was hiding behind him.