"Hahaha........ Deng Pifu, the old man is here today to avenge the humiliation of the past."

Deng Yulong stared at Deng Yulong who was slowly walking towards him in surprise, and his eyebrows, like catkins, gradually twisted together.

Deng Yulong saw that Mu Danfeng's legs had returned to normal, and knew that his cultivation in the later stage of Dumen alone would not be able to defeat Mu Danfeng, who had already entered the realm of Jingmen.

However, the pain of losing a child had already made Deng Yulong lose the most basic reason, and carefully picked up the human head wrapped in a golden robe, Deng Yulong's eyes at this time looked extremely loving, and he gently placed it aside, and the previous pity in his eyes instantly became cold: "Take my blade"

After a while, the entourage of the Deng family ran out with a long box that was one head taller than a person, Deng Yulong took the box handed by the entourage, opened it and saw that it was a knife, but he saw that the knife was dark, extremely black, not gold or iron, I don't know what it was made of, only the golden knife stick can show the extraordinary .......

"Mu Danfeng, return my son's life" said that it was too late, Deng Yulong's legs suddenly kicked back, rolling up a gust of wind, and the whole person jumped up in the air, and the knife in his hand was mixed with the whistling wind and hit Mu Danfeng's door directly.......

Mu Danfeng looked at him coldly, and the temperament of a Jingmen martial artist on his body appeared in vain, and he sneered: "It's up to you?" Then his body volleyed into the air, and he suddenly turned over, and every muscle in his body was already immersed in internal force, and suddenly the long sword in his hand appeared, and he rolled up the Dao Dao Sword Flower to meet him.

At this moment, when he asked, there was a "ding" sound, and the pitch-black tip of the sword struck with the long sword, bursting out with dazzling sparks.

Deng Yulong's hand holding the knife was slightly numb, and he couldn't help but be surprised that although it was only a realm, the gap was very different.

Deng Yulong turned his body suddenly, and the knife in his hand changed more quickly, approaching Mu Danfeng's ribs.

Although the sword light is urgent, but the sword is faster, Deng Yulong's blade can be stabbed in Mu Danfeng's throat at most an inch, this inch is a fatal inch, only a shout can be heard, blood splashed, in the blood rain all over the sky, a little red star is sprinkled out of thin air, and the knife is still tightly held in his hand, but the hand holding the knife is blood gushing.......

I saw a deep sword mark on Deng Yulong's arm, and blood flowed, which looked very scary.

Even though the blood was flowing, Deng Yulong still held his knife tightly in his hand, holding it tighter than usual. When he was sad and troubled, in pain and helpless, only this knife could give him the strength to settle down, and he looked at it deeply, and quietly put the head on the side, Deng Yulong's eyes showed a look of pity again at this moment.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, the tenacity in his eyes flashed, and he quickly took out a small red medicine bottle from his arms, pondered for a moment and muttered: "Ke'er, Daddy will definitely let the person who killed you go down to accompany you and be a cow and a horse for you." ”.......

Looking at Deng Yulong, who was holding a medicine bottle and pouring it into his mouth, Mo Forget, who was standing on the roof in the distance and watching, first shook his head slightly, and then said to himself: "If there is a cause, there will be a result!"

"Ah...............h

"Hiss....." looked at Deng Yulong, who used the pill to forcibly raise his realm to the middle stage of Jingmen, and when he felt the fluctuation of the other party's deep internal force, Mu Danfeng couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart.

What shocked Mu Danfeng was not only the cultivation that suddenly jumped into the middle of Jingmen, but the killing intent that appeared in the corners of Deng Yulong's eyes, the killing intent that could not be concealed at all.

Deng Yulong stared at Mu Danfeng with his eyes at this time, a stern smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his whole old face looked extremely hideous: "Old man of the Mu family, you give me death!"

Immediately following the sudden appearance of the knife light, a gust of cold wind blew, and Deng Yulong was ghostly less than a meter away from Mu Danfeng.......

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to hit him, Deng Yulong's eyes widened suddenly, and he raised his sword to resist in embarrassment, with a crisp sound of "ding", the long sword in Mu Danfeng's hand broke under the impact of Deng Yulong's knife, and Mu Danfeng also fell backwards like a kite off the line, and a blood arrow in his mouth also shot out.

Mu Danfeng covered his heart, looked at Deng Yulong who was running quickly with a panicked face, and barely stood up to meet the enemy with a bite of white teeth in his mouth........

Deng Yulong, who had no choice but to take the pill, was far from being able to match Mu Danfeng at this time, and was knocked to the ground by Deng Yulong again after only a few rounds, and there were countless swords on his body.

At this time, Mo Forget was still watching the life-and-death fight below with a flat face, Uncle Mu, who had been talking before, was as strange as a passerby at this time, he liked to watch people kill people, and he liked to watch people bleed.......

Deng Yulong looked at the crumbling Mu Danfeng with a hideous face, he wanted this person to die under his own knife, for the sake of his precious son, this person must die.

Holding the blood-covered Guan knife, Deng Yulong's dark eyes were full of cold light, his mouth was slightly panting, and he quickly ran towards Mu Danfeng, who had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up, looking at Deng Yulong, who was running with a knife like a hell rakshasa, Mu Danfeng wanted to stand up to meet him, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up, and coughed up a ball of blood in his mouth, Mu Danfeng closed his tired eyes in despair.........

However, after a while, Mu Danfeng couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise, because he didn't feel any pain at all, and opened his tired eyes with great effort, only to see Deng Yulong kneeling on the ground less than one meter away from him at this time.

Deng Yulong's footsteps finally stopped, his eyes were full of unwillingness, just one step, just one step, he could avenge his precious son, and the price of forcibly using the pill to improve the realm is now here.......

The knife had fallen to the ground, the blood on the knife was still ticking, and the knife was pitch black.

His pupils were also pitch black, deep and dark, enough to hide all the unwillingness and sadness in his heart.......