As soon as Shengxie died, Sima Feng immediately felt something. Two rays of light were shot out in his eyes, as if Sima Feng had recovered his consciousness and was full of spirit in an instant. Sima Feng flew past and saw Shengxie in a different place in his body and head at a glance. Seeing Mo Zhaoxie holding a demon-loving sword in his hand, he kicked Shengxie's body away with one kick.

Sima Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Zhaoxie. Although the facts were in front of him, he was a little disbelief, "Did you kill him?" Although Sima Feng wanted his expression to look more excited, even if his tone was more excited. However, the expression he said was so dull.

"Yes." Don't criticize and conceal it without quibbling.

Sima Feng glanced at the dead Shengxie and looked at Mo Zhaoxie without saying anything. He didn't know if he was thinking about something or was preparing to fight Mo Zhaoxie for the longest time.

Chu Chu and the other two stood beside Mo Zhaoxie without fear. Once Shengxie died, even if there were many people left, it was not worth worrying in the eyes of Mo Zhaoxie's four people. Even if it was added with Sima Feng, it was not worth fearing, it was just a little trouble.

The sudden change and the sudden death of Shengxie made everyone present stunned and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. Just when Shengxie went to meet Mo Zhaoxie and others, it attracted the attention of many people. Especially when he saw the person appearing, Mo Zhaoxie, which almost attracted everyone's attention.

Zhu Yue and Rhino are already at the end of their strength. Even if they are asked to run, they can't run far. There is no need to be siege at all, just surround them and they can be killed.

Sima Feng and Mo Zhaoxie looked at each other, one with his eyes was unsightly, and he could not express any meaning. The other with his eyes were dark, deep and distant, making it impossible to see through. In this way, Sima Feng said to Mo Zhaoxie: "Everyone is going to die!" As he said that, he waved his hand and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword was in his hand. Suddenly, Sima Feng seemed to have changed a person, with a shocking fighting spirit and no fear in the world.

Hearing Sima Feng's words, Chu Chu, Mu Bai and Qingyun immediately looked alert. But surprisingly, Mo Zhaoxie had no reaction at all.

Sima Feng's words also made almost all the people behind him surrounded him, looking at Mo Zhaoxie on the opposite side with an angry and vicious expression. In an instant, the sword was in his hand and the situation was about to break out.

"No one left?" Mo Zhaoxie asked strangely.

Sima Feng nodded firmly, "No one left!"

"Okay!" Mo Zhaoxie stopped shouting.

Mo Zhaoxie's goodness is like a signal. It makes the situation that is about to break out instantly ignite, like throwing a little spark into a pile of gunpowder. It can cause a loud bang in an instant. Just as the word Mo Zhaoxie's goodness was turned out, the knife in Sima Feng's hand moved. A very fast and gorgeous sword light flashed by, and the head flew up and blood splashed.

The person on Sima Feng's right never knew what had happened until he died. He had a vicious look at Mo Zhao until he died, and his soul was scattered.

The sudden change made everyone unaware of what happened for a while, but the mutual provocation between Sima Feng and Mo Zhaoxie. Why did Sima Feng cut off the head of the person on his side in the next moment?

"Sima Feng, what are you doing?!" One person looked at the fallen headless corpse, and in disbelief, he looked at the tone of reproach.

However, the next moment he could no longer say anything or make any expression. Because a wooden sword had pierced his throat and instantly took his life.

Sima Feng and Mo Zhaoxie looked at each other, and the swords in their hands kept rushing into the crowd and started a massacre.

It goes without saying that Mo Zhaoxie, who holds the demon-loving sword, is powerful. Sima Feng's strength has been recognized by many people. He is able to fight Chuchu without any disadvantage, and he is his strength. However, Sima Feng is poisoned and becomes stupid in normal times, like a walking corpse. Therefore, he has been discriminated against and neglected in the Nine Sword Pavilion, and even ordinary disciples dare to beat, scold and shout at him at will.

After striking in, Mo Zhaoxie and Sima Feng were like dragons going out to sea and tigers went down the mountain. Amid the screams, many disciples of the Nine Sword Pavilion were killed one after another. Some were cut off their throats without even pulling out their swords and chopping off their arms. They covered their throats with force, but they still could not stop the continuous loss of blood. They died in unwillingness and despair.

Not long after, the wind is calm.

There was no more screams, no more struggles, no more fighting. There were only two people standing among a pile of dead bodies, standing in blood.

Chu Chu and the other two, who had not taken action from beginning to end, were watching from the side. At first, they were confused, and they didn't understand why Sima Feng killed his own people. But then Mo Zhaoxie's sudden move made them finally understand the whole story. What Sima Feng and Mo Zhaoxie said just now was not what they said to them at all. They were referring to the disciples of the Nine Sword Pavilion around them.

When they came back to their senses, Mo Zhaoxie and Sima Feng had already ended the battle.

"Thank you." Sima Feng said stiffly, obviously he had never used this word.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at Sima Feng and waved his hand. "No need to thank you, there is no friendship between you and me. The reason why I promised to attack you is that I have my own selfish intentions. So, there is no need to say the word thank you. Moreover, you can't say it well or you can't help it."

Sima Feng nodded, "Then what do you want?"

Chu Chu and the other two also came to Mo Zhaoxie's side and looked at the strange Sima Feng. I wonder what Sima Feng sold in the gourd.

"Two," Mo Zhaoxie raised two fingers, "One, that's why I want to know the reason for you doing this. Two, I want to know the origin of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in your hand."

Hearing Mo Zhaoxie's words, Sima Feng glanced at the long sword in his hand. "I can only tell you the first thing." Sima Feng was not long-winded at all, "I was picked up by the Lord of Longyuan Swords. Although I grew up in Jiujian Mountain, I didn't live like a person at all. On Jiujian Mountain, I was just a pitiful test piece. Whether it is spells or elixirs, I was the first test piece that I could think of." At this point, Sima Feng paused, and he was trying to calm his emotions.

"Maybe it's because I have a special physique. In countless elixir tests, all the people with me died, and I was the only one who survived. But it was not a lucky one, but a complete nightmare. In the days that followed, I became the only test subject. As a few years old, I spent every day in various elixirs and potions." Sima Feng looked at Mo Zhaoxie with his eyes excited, his body trembled slightly, his fists clenched, and his joints turned white. "Can you imagine a child who was only a few years old, who was ruthlessly poured into the potion, thrown in the corner, endured the pain alone, and obeyed the shame of his body being observed by countless people."

As he said that, Sima Feng paused again. It seemed that such painful memories made him look back and made him feel very painful. He had never said these words to anyone. Then, Sima Feng continued: "I don't know how long it took for such a life. Perhaps it was because of the many elixirs and potions that produced immunity in my body. I no longer had the ability to continue the subsequent test. At that time, I was already invincible for all poisons. However, when one nightmare ended, it was just another bigger nightmare."

"You were given to Shengxie." Mo Zhaoxie said, "And you were controlled by Shengxie with soul searching techniques. You became the current walking corpse, like a puppet."

Sima Feng nodded, "Yes. And not only that, I was banned. I must not stay away from victorious evil in my life. Victorious evil only takes one thought to make my life worse than death and my soul scattered."

"I understand." Mo Zhaoxie nodded and said.

The matter afterwards came to light. After Shengxie was killed by Mo Zhaoxie, the only restriction that trapped Sima Feng also disappeared. It can be said that Mo Zhaoxie rescued Sima Feng and gave him freedom. After gaining freedom, Sima Feng's anger was also unblocked. The overwhelming anger and desire for freedom made Sima Feng make such a decision.

Chu Chu and the other two nodded, it was really hard to believe what kind of hell the man in front of him had endured.

"As for the second thing," Sima Feng looked at the long sword in his hand and shook his head. "I heard that when Long Yuan found me, he was a cradle baby. And the knife was placed beside me at that time. So, I really don't know about its origin. If you don't say it, I don't know that it is called Qinglong Yanyue Sword."

Mo Zhaoxie knew that Sima Feng did not lie. People like him would not lie and would not bother lying.

"What are your plans in the future?" Chuchu is a girl after all, and her sympathy is inevitably flooded.

Sima Feng shook, "I don't know. I have never felt such freedom and comfort. I want to walk around, see famous mountains and rivers, and travel there. I also want to try to find my parents, although I have little hope. But I still want to try it."

Chu Chu looked at Mo Zhaoxie, her eyes were very obvious. Otherwise, let Sima Feng be with us.

Mo Zhaoxie shook his head and refused decisively, "No. Now I have become everyone's target in this temple of martial arts." As he said, Mo Zhaoxie pointed at the sky, "There is also a vain existence that is always eyeing me. Being with me will only harm him. Within three days, he will die in the sand."

Chuchu also knew the truth about Mo Zhao's evil saying, so she didn't insist anymore. She just looked a little disappointed.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at Chuchu's loss and looked at the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in Sima Feng's hand. "It's good to travel outside, if one day you are really tired. If you want to pursue your own life experience, go find someone."

Sima Feng suddenly looked at Mo Zhaoxie and said anxiously: "Who?!"

"Yellow clothes."

"Yellow clothes?" Sima Feng thought hard, "It was the woman who was good at using bows and arrows on Jiujian Mountain last time?"

"yes."

"Okay, I remember." Sima Feng nodded, and finally knelt down on one knee to Mo Zhaoxie and said, "Although I, Sima Feng, have been damaged in my mind, I am definitely not an ungrateful person. I still understand the principle that the grace of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring. Today, you will help me get out of trouble. If there is a call in the future, I only need to know the mountains and rivers. If I don't die, I will definitely come to help."

After saying that, he didn't say anything, and flew away immediately.
Chapter completed!