Countryside Magic Doctor

1Now that Hee Feng heard this, he really felt that they were enemies. All of this was just a lie. Therefore, he naturally felt very sad in his heart.    3

    

"So you two have been enemies for a long time, but what does it have to do with me if you are enemies? Besides, didn't I just pretend to be someone else? I can't believe I can make the two of you make such a big fuss over a nameless junior like me."    

    

Now, Hee Feng wanted to use their reputation and words to threaten them, but he didn't expect that before Hee Feng could say such words... Haha! Old Man Mu Rong burst into laughter and spoke to Hee Feng.    

    

"You brat, stop struggling here. Let me tell you, I don't care about the lives of my people the most. It's impossible for you to use these things to suppress me."    

    

Lu Haotian had always cared about his reputation. Not only that, he didn't have the strength to wake up early. Therefore, when he heard the words of this old man, his heart felt much better. An old man like him was indeed a young man who had supported him for a long time.    

    

If he killed him today, it would be horrible to hear about it. Therefore, he knew everything in his heart, but he didn't say anything else.    

    

He just felt that this method of killing with someone else's hand was really good. Young Master Murong, who was standing next to him, also saw that this old servant of his was going to kill Hee Feng with his own hands. It was at this moment that this old man noticed the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.    

    

Therefore, without saying anything else, he threw the Xuanyuan Sword into Young Master Murong's hand. Young Master Murong had always wanted to get this archaic divine weapon. To him, he felt that he was the heir of a big family.    

    

If he didn't have a weapon in his hand, wouldn't he make others laugh at him? Therefore, at this moment, his eyes were filled with joy as he held the Xuanyuan Sword.    

    

"Great! I have finally gotten this sword. In the end, it's up to you to decide who will be the winner. Anyway, the Japanese young master doesn't want to fight someone like you today."    

    

Now, Young Master Murong was tightly holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. Unexpectedly, the Xuanyuan Sword began to tremble and wanted to break free from his grip.    

    

Therefore, Young Master Murong's temper instantly flared up. He began to use even more strength to hold the Xuanyuan Sword tightly. Fortunately, he had done so. Otherwise, the Xuanyuan Sword would have left his hand very quickly.    

    

It turned out that the archaic divine weapon had a lot of spiritual energy, so it naturally recognized its master. At this moment, it wanted to fall off his hand, but when Hee Feng saw that the Xuanyuan Sword had such spiritual energy.    

    

Naturally, he also wanted to let it return to his hand. In the end, he did not expect that his arm would not be able to twist his thigh. This Young Master Murong still tightly held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.    

    

"Grandpa, look at this sword. It is still trembling. What should I do? Also, the thing that I have never gotten out of my hand has never been seen before. So, what do you think I should do?"    

    

When Hee Feng saw this, he naturally felt very concerned about it. To him, this weapon was his in the first place.    

    

But now, because he had fallen into someone else's hands, he was naturally very angry. But at this moment, when the old man next to him saw this scene, he immediately became nervous. He told his young master.    

    

"For such an archaic divine weapon, only after killing its original owner will you be able to become its owner once again. So, what you need to do now is to kill this brat."    

    

When Hee Feng saw this scene, he was naturally very angry in his heart. He had never thought that he would meet such a person today.    

    

However, this was the truth. So, at this moment, Hee Feng didn't know what to do next. He just stared at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.    

    

However, no matter what, this sword wouldn't return to his hand. Furthermore, this Young Master Murong's current strength was naturally inferior to this old man's. So, in the end, he still handed the sword to the old servant. After that, he walked over to Hee Feng and laughed wildly.    

    

"Hahahaha... It's your fortune to be able to meet me today. By the way, I don't have any other thoughts. I just want to know if you have any last words before you die!"    

    

Hee Feng knew that he was going to die for sure after seeing this scene. However, as long as he could stall for time and find a way to survive, Hee Feng would certainly do so.    

    

Therefore, Hee Feng was trying his best to stall for time. However, he realized that it was useless no matter how much he tried to stall for time. Therefore, at this moment, his heart was in a dilemma. At this moment, his brother, Han Lee, had also come out.    

    

"No matter what, you are a member of a big family. How dare you bully a nameless junior like us? What kind of ability do you have? Are you going to kill us today? You came out to train. "    

    

Young Master Murong didn't put Han Lee in his eyes at all. Instead, he was staring at Hee Feng. In the end, it was also because Hee Feng was the master of this Xuanyuan Sword.    

    

That was why he wanted to kill this man and obtain the Xuanyuan Sword. At this time, Hee Feng was naturally very angry, and he didn't know what to do.    

    

"How could you do such a thing? This is really detestable. Today, you guys have gone too far. And just now, it was because of my trust. That's why I gave the Xuanyuan Sword to you all. I've said it before. This sword can only be mine. "    

    

Hee Feng was still serious when he said this, and he was very confident. However, the fear in his eyes had already been exposed. When this Young Master Murong saw him like this, he felt that it was ridiculous. Therefore, he told Hee Feng directly.    

    

"Don't be a hero for me here. It's better to wipe the sweat off your hands first."    

    

At this moment, Hee Feng finally noticed that his palms were sweating a little, so he didn't know what to do. Therefore, Hee Feng still had that thick-skinned look on his face.    

    

He immediately reached out his hand and wiped the corner of his clothes. He looked at Young Master Murong with a mischievous smile, and the old man was holding the Xuanyuan Sword.    

    

He didn't say anything and just quietly watched the show from the side. Lu Haotian also felt that Hee Feng would certainly die today, so he looked like he was watching a show. Besides, he didn't need to do it himself, and it wouldn't ruin his reputation. Why not do such a thing?