A good iron sword gate turned into a pitted wasteland in a flash. Murong Ningyue was hiding dozens of meters underground.

Although I don’t know what happened on the ground, Murong Ningyue also had a rough guess based on the loud noises. Murong Ningyue was originally going to lurk for a while before going out, but since Yuchi Feng was so happy, he just waited for a while.

Out of wrath, Yuchi Feng almost lifted the land under his feet and realized that it seemed that it was useless to do so. At the beginning, the elders just blindly obeyed Yuchi Feng's orders, and at this moment, they finally felt something was wrong.

Just as Yuchi Feng and his friends bombarded the ground, a large area of ​​ordinary disciples fell down, and only a few elite disciples of the sixth level were left standing.

Yuchi Feng looked at the corpses of the disciples who fell to the ground and the chaotic iron sword gate, and couldn't help but roar at the sky: "Murong Ningyue, you bitch! If you have the guts, come out to fight me. What kind of heroes are those who hide their heads and tails?"

Murong Ningyue heard the sound underground, thinking in her heart that those disciples must have been almost solved by the Black Wind Dragon, and it was time for her to go out.

So he rushed out from the ground and smiled at Yuchi Feng, "It's wrong for Master Yuchi to say this. I am not a hero. By the way, now Master Yuchi should believe that I want to destroy you, Iron Sword Sect is just a joke, right?"

Seeing Murong Ningyue's figure appear, Yuchi Feng was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be about to spit out.

Seeing Yuchi Feng's appearance, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but feel a little pleasure in her heart. When Yuchi Feng treated Ding Pengyuan and Leping like a cruel person, he had no sympathy at all.

Ding Zitu and Yue Zhongyun, who had originally thought Murong Ningyue would die, suddenly ignited hope and said anxiously to Murong Ningyue: "Miss Murong, you are really a Bodhisattva from the sky. Get rid of these cruel and ruthless guys. We both will be grateful for your great kindness and virtue forever!"

Yuchi Feng was already angry, but when he heard Ding Zitu and Yue Zhongyun, he was even more angry. He waved his hand and flew towards Ding Zitu and Yue Zhongyun.

If Ding Zitu and Yue Zhongyun were under normal circumstances, of course they would not have been hit so easily, but at this moment, the two of them lost all their spiritual power, and they were blown to ashes when they were hit by the spiritual power bullet.

Murong Ningyue had no feelings for Ding Zitu and Yue Zhongyun. Seeing that the two died at the hands of Yuchi Feng, there was no emotional fluctuation. She just looked at Yuchi Feng with a hint of contempt.

"Murong Ningyue, do you really think that the Black Wind Dragon can destroy my Iron Sword Sect just by using the Black Wind Dragon? Now the Black Wind Dragon has been entangled by my disciples. Facing me and the elders, are you so confident? Don't be too arrogant and do you think you can beat us?"

The reason why Yuchi Feng said this was because he had a little more fear of Murong Ningyue in his heart, and he no longer had the domineering aura at the beginning. Since Murong Ningyue could take out the Black Wind Dragon, who could guarantee that she would not take out anything else?

Murong Ningyue saw through Yuchi Feng’s concerns at this moment and couldn’t help but sneer:
Chapter completed!