"Kill!"

Song Jian slapped his eyebrows, and the black rune dragon flew out again, flying towards Mu Ping.

Fang Qianyuan sacrificed a palm-sized, eight-grade magic weapon-cage and smashed it on Mu Ping's head. This cage is made of special materials, and when the Yuanying Ninth Layer Peak Consummation Monk encounters it, he also has to avoid the edge for the time being.

The cage rose when it encountered the wind, and soon turned into two zhang in size, and Fang Qianyuan looked at him with a cruel smile.

"Humph!"

Mu Ping snorted coldly, his spiritual power moved, and he found that the cage was indeed a good thing, but it was not a bloodline magic weapon, but just an ordinary spiritual brand control, and suddenly remembered the scene of obtaining the Wuxiang Sect Taizu Wuxiang Soul Flag, and concocted it in the same way, instantly erasing Fang Qianyuan's brand, and at the same time branding his own.

"Sleepy!"

He shouted, was caged, and then flew back upside down, and at the same time became larger, directly including Fang Qianyuan, Fu Long, and even Song Jian.

"Lord Junwang, help!"

Song Jian didn't know what had just happened, but when he saw that the cage that Fang Qianyuan had boasted about suddenly flew upside down, and trapped them in it, he immediately let out a heart-rending howl.

"Shaft, look for death!"

With a deep voice, a thirty-zhang big hand suddenly appeared in the sky, falling straight down, and two fingers pinched the cage.

"Boom!"

Just when the finger was still more than a foot away from the cage, Mu Ping opened his mouth and shouted.

"Boom!"

The power of the explosion of the eight-grade magic weapon should not be underestimated, and a mushroom cloud suddenly appeared in mid-air, and the big hand was stunned and quickly retracted, but it was still too late, and four of the five fingers were blown away.

With such a huge explosive force, of course Song Jian and Fang Qianyuan could not be spared, and the blood was flying and miserable. Song Jian died on the spot, Fang Qianyuan didn't know what defensive magic weapon he used, although it was destroyed, the damaged Yuan Ying flew out sharply, and he was about to flee in the wilderness.

Mu Ping stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the yuan baby was grabbed by him, and with a pop, the stellar fire ignited, and Fang Qianyuan turned into ashes in an instant, and his death disappeared.

All of this is a long story, but it happened between lightning and flint, so short that the two of them didn't even have time to launch the Void Trap before they fell.

"Ahh

A miserable scream came at the same time, and the only remaining eighth-layer elder of the Heavenly Wind Sect was also beheaded under the siege of Zhen Le and the other four.

At this point, all eight Yuan Infant Monks fell.

With a wave of Mu Ping's hand, Shen Feifei was cut off the rope and saved.

"I'm so angry that the king of this county is also angry!"

The clouds fluctuated in mid-air, and a shadow flashed, and it came to Mu Ping.

This person is two meters tall, in his forties, with a white face and beard, wearing a golden robe, shining gold, this outfit looks like an ancient emperor in the world.

Behind him, there were seven young people in their twenties, all dressed like children of rich families, and their appearance was definitely not inferior to Xiao Xian in the world.

Next to these seven people, there were still two people who were shrouded in black robes, with two green lights flashing on the top of their heads, and they were the black-shirted sect Yuan Infant Monk.

Next to the monk of the Black-shirted Sect, there was also a person standing, burly, with a beard on his face, the peak strength of the eighth layer of Yuanying, Mu Ping thought about it, this person must be the city lord of Weiqing City, Zang Weiqing.

His spiritual power swept on Sun Dan twice, only to find out that the rumors were wrong, Sun Dan was not a god-transforming monk, but only half-transformed, that is, half-step god-turning.

However, among all the monks he met, except for the eighth-level demon beast giant python and the giant ape, his cultivation was the highest.

"Boy, the king of this county asked you to stop just now, why didn't you listen?"

"How old are you, why should the Pavilion Master listen?"

"Daring, do you know who you're talking to?"

Sun Dan didn't wait to speak, and a twenty-six or seventeen-year-old young man jumped out from behind him, Yuan Ying was at the peak of the eighth layer, and scolded loudly.

"Whose dog is this? Why isn't it on a leash?"

Mu Ping touched his nose and laughed.

"Hee-hee!"

A chuckle came from the six youths.

"You ......"

The young man was still about to speak, but Sun Dan waved his hand to stop him.

"Boy, you killed Long'er and their brothers, right?"

"Is it only allowed for your dog to bite people, so that people can't resist?"

Mu Ping knew that any big family like Sun Dan would generally set up a spirit card for his children, and if he was killed, the spirit card would naturally be broken to warn.

"Hmph!

Sun Dan snorted coldly, and a powerful coercion pressed against Mu Ping and the others.

"Poof!"

Except for Mu Ping, Zhen Le and the others each spurted out a mouthful of blood, which felt like a hammer strike

mouth, out of breath.

"That's it, God has the virtue of a good life, Long'er and they can't be resurrected after death, if you promise to be a slave to the king of this county for 500 years, this matter will be written off. ”

"Hahaha! Slave for you for 500 years?"

Mu Ping looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Why, you don't want to?"

"If you are a slave to the Pavilion Master for five hundred years, the Pavilion Master will think about it!"

"In that case, do it!"

With Sun Dan's order, two people made a move, one was a black-shirted sect disciple in a black robe, only to see the two of them reach out and point to the big tree where Shen Feifei had been tied, "Boom!" The ground began to shake, and then collapsed.

The second one to do it turned out to be Shen Feifei, but when she saw her pull out a two-foot-long green short sword, it was the natal magic weapon that Mu Ping had refined for her, and with a "poof", it was inserted from Mu Ping's back heart, and the tip of the sword came out from the front, and she fled to Sun Dan's side in a flash.

The sudden situation confused everyone.

"What's going on? Aren't they in the same group? Why did they fight internally first?"

"There must be infighting!"

This was the idea of the monk on Sun Dan's side.

"What's the matter? Didn't the master come all the way to save this woman, and why did she kill her benefactor behind her back?"

"This scheming, it turns out that he is pretending to be pitiful and deceiving his master!

This is the idea of Mu Ping, Zhen Le and others.

"Master, wake up!"

"Master, you must not die!"

Zhen Le, Hua Rui, Wu Fei, and Sun Chaogang were in a mess for a while, some hugged Mu Ping, some stuffed healing pills into his mouth, and some infused their vitality into his body.

"Hahaha, boy, aren't you very capable? Aren't you very scheming? Aren't you able to fight beyond the ranks? How about it? Didn't you die at the hands of the county lord in the end?"

"The surname is Sun, what the hell is going on?"

Mu Ping used the last bit of strength, Huo Di stood up, stumbled a few times, and finally stood firm.

"Seniors, I'm sorry, juniors have to be a last resort. ”

Shen Feifei fell to her knees with a thud, kowtowed to Mu Ping, and muttered: "Lord Sun promised the junior, as long as he tricks you here and kills you, then he will return my family's Heavenly Dao Monument." ”