Zhang Hu's wrist fell to the ground, and his fingers were still twitching slightly.

"Without the tip of the sword, can't you cut your wrist?"

"I slash you with sword intent, how can you resist it?"

For a moment, the audience was silent, and no one spoke.

After a while, those bodyguards realized that although Mu Feng's sword was broken, because of this, the length was also short, and they were able to swing the sword and slash it when Zhang Hu's fist hit his chest, and even used the sword intent to forcibly extend the sword qi, cutting off his wrist, which had been tempered for many years and was as hard as a force.

Zhang Hu fell to one knee on the ground, his left hand stuck in the artery of his right upper arm to stop the bleeding.

Fang Longcheng took three steps back in a panic, until he touched the chair, and sat in it all of a sudden, but he didn't stand up for a while.

Mu Feng stood in front of Zhang Hu, Zhang Hu was already inferior to him, but now without the help of this mysterious copper piece, plus Mu Feng had comprehended the sword intent, Zhang Hu's life and death had been manipulated by him. Mu Feng was not in a hurry to start, but bowed his hand respectfully to Qin Mu and said, "Brother Qin, what to do with this Zhang Hu and Fang Longcheng, please show me!"

Because Qin Mu instructed him to comprehend the sword intent, there was only a thin line away from a true martial artist, and Mu Feng had already regarded Qin Mu as his teacher.

For the master who had taught him before, and then he was defeated by himself, he was in deep awe of Qin Mu, who felt more and more unfathomable.

The meaning in those four lines of poetry is far more than that, Mu Feng can even feel the taste of the sun, moon and stars, just digesting a trace of it, making Mu Feng practice the sword intent he once dreamed of.

What a strong man this is!

Qin Mu slowly walked towards Fang Longcheng and asked, "Where did this copper piece come from?"

Although his tone was light, there was no persecution. But everyone who looked at Qin Mu was aware of the indifference and murderous intent in Qin Mu's eyes!

"Also, is there someone behind you to guide you, who is it!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Hu's left hand suddenly let go of his right arm, picked up the copper piece in his broken hand, condensed it into a ball of fire, and threw it towards Qin Mu!

Everyone saw that the copper piece in Zhang Hu's hand gave birth to a raging flame out of thin air, wrapped around the palm of his hand, and then shook it hard, and a ball of flames the size of a bowl dragged its long tail and flew towards Qin Mu suddenly.

The flame was purple and blue, although there was a distance, but the bosses clearly felt the heat wave rolling, and the copper sheet finally showed its original bright color in it, galloping like a meteor, and at a glance it was clear that it contained great destructive power.

The boss stood there dumbfounded.

Whether it is sword qi or fist style, it is still within the scope of their understanding, and it does not go too far beyond common sense.

But this fireball is far beyond their imagination, they have seen two concepts in the movie that are completely different from those in reality, one is just a screen, and the other is that the real world is close in front of them, and even the temperature can be felt.

Mu Feng was just immersed in the joy of comprehending the sword intent, when he suddenly saw the fireball attacking Qin Mu, Mu Feng was stunned on the spot, and the first thought was born in his heart.

There are spells in this world!

Then a second thought came to mind.

Brother Qin is in danger!

Qin Mu was also slightly surprised.

But his surprise was not a fright, but a surprise.

This turned out to be a fragment of a magic weapon that could also exert the above formation.

The fragment of the magic weapon was already very valuable to him, after all, it was a precious material that had been smelted by spiritual fire, and as long as he forged it with his samadhi true fire, he could refine a small magic weapon.

But Qin Mu didn't expect that there was still a magic weapon on the earth that could make a half-step martial artist who didn't know how to cultivate the truth release a spell with just a fragment.

You must know that he, Qin Mu, was also able to release the spell after taking a large amount of elixir.

Qin Mu was happy when he saw the hunt, and laughed heartily, and the samadhi true fire ignited in his hand.

I have a real fire!

Qin Mu held the divine fire in his hand, his back was majestic like a giant holding the Olympic flame, and the real fire had a sacred meaning in his hands, as if the ancient tunnel emperor had lit the first fire, before this fire, all the light was given by God, not by man.

Fang Longcheng's eyes were round at first, and he was afraid in his heart.

Then I remembered that the Taoist man looked at all things indifferently as ants, and suddenly his confidence increased.

Since that Taoist taught Zhang Hu how to urge this copper piece, Zhang Hu had also encountered a real martial artist, but in the end, he was killed by this touch and explosion, and the extremely powerful green fire was killed in one hit.

Even if you are also a cultivator, I also know a cultivator, and the Taoist I know is much better than you!

Let's see if the flame in your hand is powerful, or the awe-inspiring green fire that my magic weapon is urging to be powerful!

The fireball came extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Qin Mu, Qin Mu held the real fire in his hand and grabbed it towards the fireball.

Everyone held their breath.

There was no sound.

There was silence.

As if nothing had happened.

I saw that Qin Mu firmly grasped the green fire, and instead of burning towards Qin Mu, the green fire became more and more cheerful, as if after many years, he finally met the master again.

Fang Longcheng was covered in cold sweat, and his face was like ash.

"Good magic weapon!"

Qin Mu laughed, and with a glance, he had locked on Zhang Hu.

It's just a good time to test the move.

Qin Mu slid a step, holding the copper sheet into a fist, and the real fire burned on the fist, from top to bottom, aimed at Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu's face changed greatly, but his whole body's qi was locked by Qin Mu, and for a while, although there were countless open spaces in the left and right directions, he felt that the entire space was closed and there was nowhere to hide.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the ground shook violently, everyone stood unsteadily, the air waves rolled, like a high wall pushing, everyone only felt a suffocation, forced to turn their heads to cover their mouths and noses, and staggered back a few steps.

When the air wave dissipated and everyone looked again, Zhang Hu, who was full of muscles, had fallen to the ground, with a big hole in his chest, and the marble hard ground had collapsed into a large area, forming a large pit, and the surrounding mahogany chairs had turned into a pile of scattered wooden blocks, and it was no longer obvious that it had been a chair.

The bosses and bodyguards were stunned, stunned on the spot.

Where had they ever seen such a powerful move? This is already comparable to a cannonball!

Generally, those who can fight ten people by one person are considered masters, and half-step martial artists like Zhang Hu Mufeng, whose sword qi and fist style are enough to kill, are far beyond their imagination.

And Qin Mu's punch was like an earthquake.

First, he held a real fire in his hand like an ancient Suihuang lit the first fire to illuminate the world, and then it shook in all directions, the marble floor collapsed, and the mahogany chair shattered like a cannonball.

This...... This is a fairy method!

Mu Feng's heart was even more shocked.

Kill the martial artist with one punch!

Even though he was only a half-step martial artist, he already knew that Brother Qin had this ability, and he was enough to kill Zhang Hu. But killing a half-step martial artist with a famous punch so easily still made Mu Feng's heart turbulent.

The power of a punch is so powerful.