All of them wanted to deal with Mu Qian, but was Mu Qian that easy to deal with?
They didn't have time to do anything to Mu Qian before they were stabbed.
There were two people who stabbed them, one was Mu Qian's grandfather, the other was the shadow.
Mu Yan laughed: "Feng Clan's boy, not bad! But … … your condition is not right … … "
"Wife, you can fight as you like, I will help you." Then he said to his wife.
Without a chance to deal with Mu Qian, they could only be beaten up.
These Curse Masters who came from afar to help Mu Feng deal with Mu Fengyun and the others, were either killed by Feng Qi 'er's violent breaking of every inch of their bones, tortured to death by the terrifying curse arts, or poisoned to death by the Ghost Doctor.
Their ending was miserable!
Feng Qi 'er said: "Hmph! It's just that killing a few small fries is not enough! This old lady can't wait to be stabbed by the Spell Master Clan. "
"Wife, don't be impulsive! You haven't even fully recovered. "Mu Yan pulled his wife and said.
Mu Qian said to her: "Grandmother, don't worry, that day will come."
"Of course, my granddaughter is so powerful." Feng Qi 'er liked Mu Qian very much.
She had given birth to two stinky boys, but her eldest son had finally given birth to a beautiful and well-behaved granddaughter. This was great!
On the other side, the Spiritual Gods who helped Mu Feng were all killed by Mu Fengyun and his two brothers.
"My son is too powerful, he didn't even give me a chance to help them." Feng Qi 'er complained.
Mu Lincang was about to vomit blood, the Spell Master Clan's help came.
In the end, other than using curses to consume his life and soul to increase his strength, he didn't help at all and was killed.
Mu Lincang stared at Mu Yan with hatred, this guy was a waste, he was inferior to him in everything?
He was lucky to find a powerful wife, then gave birth to the talented Mu Fengyun, causing him to live under his shadow.
Father Emperor also especially favored him!
Mu Lincang said: "Mu Yan, we are of the same generation. Your son fighting three against one is too disrespectful, if you have the ability then fight me to the death. "
Mu Yan laughed angrily, "You also know that we are peers! You're bullying the young, and you dare to say that my son and the others don't respect their elders? I've never seen someone as shameless as you. "
"I think you're afraid! You don't dare to fight to the death with me? Mu Yan, you're a coward, a useless thing … "Mu Lincang's curses were very unpleasant to hear. This was a very obvious provocation.
"Boom!" Mu Fengyun unceremoniously attacked Mu Lincang.
He said, "Father, your son will take care of this fellow. Don't agree with him."
His father's strength was far inferior to Mu Lincang's. If he agreed to this request, it would be too dangerous.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his mother's voice.
"A fight to the death, right? Great! Mu Yan agreed. "
"Sons, go to the side and rest."
Mu Feng Ling's eyes widened, and said: "Mother! How strong is Father? You should know better than anyone! "
The corner of Mu Yan's mouth twitched. How little confidence did his son have in him!
However, it was a little difficult for him to deal with Mu Lincang.
Mu Wushuan smiled slightly, and said: "Yes, Mother."
Mu Lincang's face revealed a happy expression. That was great.
If he fought with Mu Yan, heavily injured him, and held him hostage, he would have a way to restrain Mu Fengyun.
Mu Yan was trash, and Mu Fengyun and Mu Fengling weren't raised by him. They didn't have a deep relationship, but they were still blood relatives.
Mu Fengyun couldn't ignore his biological father's life in front of so many people.
"Boom!" He didn't have long to be happy before a terrifying silver light exploded.
"Pfft!" It was just a single strike, but Mu Lincang felt as if his internal organs were about to shatter.
Mu Lincang's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. "I said I wanted to fight to the death with Mu Yan without any help. You … why did you attack? It's not fair. "
Feng Qi 'er said: "I'm sure you also know that husband and wife are one. My husband's duel with you naturally represents our duel with you."
"If you think it's unfair, you can call your wife over to help! Oh! You have a lot of women, call them all over! I will never say that it's unfair for you to bully the weak. "The corner of Feng Qi 'er's mouth evoked a shallow smile.
"Pfft!" Mu Lincang vomited blood.
Mu Qian also had a smile on her face. Grandmother is super cool! This shameless old thing will be pissed off.
Mu Lincang does have many wives and concubines, but it's estimated that they can't even compare to a finger of Feng Qi 'er. What's the use of asking them to help?
He still wanted to say something, but Feng Qi 'er said: "Husband! Fight! "
"Good!" Mu Yan said.
Next, Mu Lincang faced the couple's double beatings and was beaten extremely miserably.
Especially after being humiliated like this, it's better to …
Just at this moment, a white figure flew over.
"Seal!" Mu Wushuan said.
It's the same method he used to deal with his son. Mu Lincang's heart suddenly sank.
"You … Who the hell are you? How do you know such a method that I can't separate my soul? "
Originally, he wanted to die. Anyway, he had other avatars, but all his plans were ruined by Mu Wushuan.
Is he really going to be beaten to death by the person he despises and hates the most?
Mu Wushuan lightly said: "Of course, I am the younger brother of Big Brother, the son of Father and Mother!"
"Bang, bang, bang!"
"Boom!"
"Ah!"
The whole capital could hear Mu Lincang's miserable scream. It's too miserable!
However, this is also what they asked for.
Mu Lincang is now dying, and Mu Feng only has one last breath left.
The other Spiritual Gods were defeated, and the rest knew that their fate was over, so they surrendered!
"Greetings, Royal Highness Fengyun!"
"Royal Highness Fengyun is the Lord of the East Royal Dynasty."
"Long live Royal Highness Fengyun!"
Outside the city, whether it was Mu Fengyun's own people, the surrendered people, the bystanders, or the city's hundred faithful people, all respectfully saluted Mu Fengyun.
His strength is enough to become the Emperor of the East Royal Dynasty.
The world's strongest people recognize him, and the East Royal Dynasty's people recognize him.
Even if he hasn't returned to the East Royal Palace, hasn't sat on the throne, hasn't gathered the ministers, officially ascended the throne, and announced to the world that he is now the Emperor.
Mu Feng looked at the dazzling, indescribably noble Mu Fengyun and gritted his teeth, not even feeling the blood flowing out.
Why can't I win?
Obviously, I have more strong subordinates, father, the Sacred Clan, and the Curse Master Clan to help, why did I still lose?
Why?
Who can help me!
He didn't want the throne to be taken back by Mu Fengyun, he didn't want to die!
He felt as if the Heavens had heard his countless pleas. A burst of thunder sounded, and in the sky, figures like gods appeared.
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