Seeing the two scimitars constantly enlarging in his pupils, Mu Ping was not in a hurry, the index fingers of his left and right hands stretched forward violently, and a word popped out of his mouth - "Kill!" But two white lights flashed away.

"Ahh

The two of them only had time to let out a half-scream, and their bodies stood steeply in place, and then their pupils began to dilate, and after three breaths, a round eye the thickness of a finger on their forehead began to bleed out.

The air froze.

"Ancestor Ancestor?"

Xia Mengfa was silent, but the two foundation-building peak monks behind him trembled, and a fishy smell emanated from between his legs, and at the hem of his trousers, there was a trickle of yellow liquid, which soon converged into a yellow stain.

"Shut up! He's not a baby!"

Xia Mengfa shouted inwardly, and said coldly: "I don't care who you are, and it doesn't matter where you come from, if you offend our Wuxiang Sect, you will be poor in Huangquan, and you will be crushed!"

"Yes, but unfortunately, I'm afraid you won't see that day. ”

Mu Ping squeaked the remaining half cup of burning knife, dried it in one gulp, looked at Xia Mengfa playfully, and spoke indifferently, as if it was not his hand at all just now.

"Brother Zhang, you ......"

Liu Fei knew Mu Ping since he knew him, he had never seen him make a move, and he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation, thinking that he was probably similar to Da Mao's cultivation, so he said the words to let them go, which Cheng thought, the two Xuandan seventh-layer monks, who are usually high-rise existences who shout five and drink six, were actually given seconds by him in an instant, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to believe the facts in front of him at all.

"No wonder he wants to fight to the death with the Tianfeng Sect and the Huashui Sect, it turns out that he doesn't have a backstage and helpers, he himself is the biggest backstage!

The flame of hope, which was about to be extinguished, began to burn again.

"Kill!"

Xia Mengfa shouted, and rushed forward, but his body suddenly flew backwards, "bang" two feet, and the two foundation-building peak monks behind him flew up passively, kicked their limbs wildly, and flew over at Mu Ping.

He was sure that it didn't take much, as long as he was given three breaths of time, he would be 100% able to get out of danger, Xuandan Nine-Layer Peak Monk, who didn't have the means to press the bottom of the box, Yuanying Monk was powerful, but as long as it wasn't the late Yuanying period, he wanted to burn Shouyuan and escape, it was still easy and pleasant.

What's more, the news has come out, I believe that the reinforcements will come in minutes, there is a Yuan Infant Ancestor living in this Zhongzhou City, although it is only the second floor of the Yuan Baby, but it is very easy to kill this kid, when the time comes, don't even think about running, see how Lao Tzu tortures him.

But the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

Xia Mengfa suddenly felt a powerful suction force coming from behind him, and his body involuntarily sped up.

"Stop, stop!"

He let out a hysterical cry from his mouth, shaved his hands and feet, and tried to stop several times with a jack pendant, but there was no use at all, and with a "click", as if the door was closed, he immediately fell into boundless darkness.

There was only one sentence in his ear, "Xiao Wu, leave that kid's soul behind." ”

All this is a long story, but what happened was in the light of light, from the appearance of these five minions of the Wuxiang Sect to their annihilation, it was also a tea time.

Because the fight took place on the second floor of the restaurant, the guests below didn't even know that a murder had taken place above.

The two peak monks of foundation building didn't use Mu Ping to do it at all, and with a wave of Da Mao's big hand, the necks of the two of them were twisted and broken, and the dust returned to dust and dirt. Thousands of troops

Mu Ping threw a fireball out of his fingers, and the corpses of the four monks turned into wisps of green smoke in an instant, leaving nothing left, leaving only three rings and two storage bags. The trio worked together perfectly.

As early as when Xia Mengfa shouted fiercely, Mu Ping had already understood his thoughts, and as soon as his mental power moved, Xiao Wu flew out of the ring and ambushed at the staircase.

"There's another guest coming soon, let's go!"

Mu Ping took out a low-grade spirit stone and slapped it on the table, Xiao Wu plunged into his ring, and the four of them quickly disappeared.

"Big brother, little brother, thank you big brother for saving your life!"

Back in the room, Liu Fei smiled, plopped and fell to the ground on both knees, giving Mu Ping a knock.

"Virtuous brother, smile and laugh quickly, please get up, we are friends, why should there be so much courtesy between friends. ”

With a wave of Mu Ping's right hand, the two of them stood upright, even if they wanted to kneel, they couldn't do it.

There is also an episode in this, that is, Mu Ping has always suspected that Liu Fei concealed his cultivation, but while sitting on the flying sword and hurrying, he found that he was too careful, perhaps because Liu Fei's cultivation of divination was very special, causing his cultivation to fluctuate up and down, which was the reason why his spiritual power was not accurate.

"Woohoo!"

Three array flags flew out suddenly, and the room where Mu Ping and the others were was immediately shrouded in the formation, even the Yuanying Monk who followed them could not detect them.

"Damn! let that slippery boy slip away again!"

With a "snap", a monk with a height of one meter nine and a big waist raised the wine jug in his hand, slammed it to the ground, and said hatefully: "Xia Mengfa is really a waste, even people can't look at it, so let them run away." ”

He slapped his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and his spiritual power radiated out, carefully probing the streets and buildings around him little by little.

Everyone and every building is fed back in his knowledge.

In order to reach the Yuan Infant, normally speaking, the spiritual power is enough to cover a radius of three hundred miles, even if some monks escape quickly, it is impossible to escape three hundred miles in an instant, unless the teleportation of the Yuan Infant Monk is used.

After thirty breaths, Fan Xiao's face gradually became gloomy.

"Sizzle!"

He forbade his nose, sniffed at the air twice like a hound, and said, "There is the smell of freshly burned corpses here, I'm afraid that Xia Mengfa and they are more than lucky, Fulai, you quickly contact them to try." ”

"Yes, Ancestor!"

The Xuandan seventh-layer monk named Fulai agreed, and the communication bead in his hand emitted a colorful light, but it only flickered three times before it slowly extinguished.

"Ancestor is right, I'm afraid Senior Brother Xia, they are really fierce. ”

Fulai shook his head slightly.

"Being able to easily kill a Xuandan Consummation Monk without alarming the guests below, and escape from the perception of the Yuanying Monk without knowing it, it is difficult for a non-Yuanying Monk to do it, could it be that kid to find powerful foreign aid to take revenge on my Wuxiang Sect?"

Fan Xiao muttered to himself, "Fulai, you report to the sect master immediately, it is very likely that our Wuxiang Sect will be in trouble, hurry, you must be fast!"

I have to say that the old monster not only has a vicious vision and excellent skills, but also has a keen eye that should not be underestimated.