"Sure enough, it's a lot of physical exertion!"

Lin Muyang said in a low voice in his heart.

"This is the weakness of some special martial spirits, although the attack is strong and the defense is strong, but this martial spirit is really too dangerous to display, after the martial arts cultivator will fall into detachment and become very weak, so as long as there are many people, a special martial spirit cultivator can be consumed, and those who have this kind of martial spirit cultivator must learn to kill with one blow, and they can't give the enemy any chance to fight back."

Hua Tuo said slowly.

"What about me?"

Lin Muyang asked, he is also a special martial spirit.

"The lord doesn't have to worry, the Qihai Purple Mansion can completely support everything," Li Shizhen said.

After a few words, Lin Muyang looked at it again, and found that Zhen Mi suddenly disappeared, Fang Miaomiao's whole body shook and staggered, Qi Shuhan beckoned, and the two of them had already rushed left and right.

"Hercules"

The two of them stretched out their hands, and their entire arms were as red as a red-hot soldering iron.

This blow obviously wanted to directly abolish Fang Miaomiao.

But just as the two of them were approaching Fang Miaomiao, a drop of water fell from above, and Zhen Mi suddenly appeared above Fang Miaomiao, pinching the orchid fingers with both hands, the sleeves of her clothes floated up, and the raindrops flew towards the two of them like a torrent of fingers.

"The Water of the Luo River"

"Not good"

One of them shouted, the black light flashed under his feet, the rain passed through, and the whole person turned into a black mist and disappeared, while the other was more unlucky and was directly penetrated by water droplets and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Fang Miaomiao also sat on the ground.

Covering the wound on his shoulder, he was a little out of breath, his little face was as white as paper, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he looked up at Qi Shuhan weakly.

"Qi Shuhan, don't you want to take me away"

"Since you are still able to die, Fang Miaomiao, when will you change your personality" Qi Shuhan walked in front of Fang Miaomiao, squatted down, reached out and picked up Fang Miaomiao's jaw, and looked at the delicate little face, "Miao Miao, I love you, but reality does not allow me to love you"

It's like a love saint.

The words fell, and the purple light flashed out of the palm of his raised hand, and a palm slashed towards Fang Miaomiao's abdomen.

"Boom-"

A palm blasted out, the floor trembled, and the huge pit that was hit by this palm in front of him, Fang Miaomiao escaped, Qi Shuhan looked up and was also stunned, Lin Muyang was holding Fang Miaomiao.

Fang Miaomiao was also very weak, and the whole person was completely attached to Lin Muyang, and the two giant peaks in front of him were attached to him, and Lin Muyang was also enthusiastic.

"Isn't it a little inappropriate for five big men to deal with a little girl?" Lin Muyang asked slowly.

Qi Shuhan slowly stood up and looked at Lin Muyang a few times, "It's me who has lost my eyes!" said in a slow tone, not expecting that it was not only Fang Miaomiao, but also the inconspicuous person in front of him who was not fainted.

"One million, today's matter has nothing to do with you" Qi Shuhan said directly.

In Qi Shuhan's eyes, Lin Muyang is a poor boy, a dick, and one million is probably an astronomical amount.

Fang Miaomiao's heart was shocked, Qi Shuhan is also a big deal, one million is a price that is enough to make people's hearts move, looking up with difficulty, seeing the smile on Lin Muyang's face, he suddenly felt desperate.

"A million, so good-looking, worth a million?"

Lin Muyang asked rhetorically.

Qi Shuhan thought that Lin Muyang was going to increase the price by "five million!" and directly increased it fivefold, Lin Muyang shook his head "50 million"

The corners of Qi Shuhan's mouth twitched a few times, "Brother, are you joking!"

"I'm never joking, 50 million plus 500,000 spirit stones, three black cards, and a villa ......"

"Kill him"

Qi Shuhan finally understood, this was not a discussion, this was a complete joke on himself, and the driver behind him, who had not made a move, nodded "Yes!"

Then the black mist began to swirl from under the feet of Lin Muyang and Fang Miaomiao, and the black mist was as if a fierce beast was about to swallow them in.

"Be careful, they're powerful," Fang Miaomiao reminded in a weak tone.

Lin Muyang smiled calmly, the cold air around his body surged, the cold light was swirling, and the light and shadow exploded like sharp blades, and the black fog around him was instantly dissipated.

With the cold explosion dispersed, the surrounding area was frozen into cold ice "cold cracking" and stomped his feet, the ground trembled slightly, the ice with a diameter of three meters condensed, and the unfathomable driver stood in front of the two like ice sculptures.

"A Thousand Thunders"

Lin Muyang followed with a palm blast out, the ice shattered, and the man spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

"How is it possible? How old are you, and you are actually a high-level Awakened Soul Realm?"

Qi Shuhan realized that Lin Muyang was a difficult opponent.

"Anything is possible"

Lin Muyang replied with a smile, Qi Shuhan took a step back, the figure dissipated, and disappeared in front of him, it turned out to be an afterimage, Lin Muyang finally understood, Qi Shuhan's last order to the driver was to create an opportunity for his departure.

This Qi Shuhan is a character.

"Are you alright?"

Lin Muyang helped Fang Miaomiao to the car, looking at Fang Miaomiao's incomparably weak, with a turn of his palm, the green leaves in his palm flew, the green light surged, and the leaves fell on Fang Miaomiao's wounds.

These small injuries of the four divine doctors were not enough for Lin Muyang at all, and after a while, Fang Miaomiao felt that her whole body was extremely warm, her expression was no longer tired, and her physical strength began to gradually recover.

I couldn't help but be secretly shocked in my heart, this healing and recovery ability was too rebellious.

"Thank you, my name is Fang Miaomiao, I'm from Wudu, what's your name?" Fang Miaomiao looked at Lin Muyang.

Wudu, one of the four major cities in China.

"Lin Muyang"

The green leaves withered, Fang Miaomiao's injuries had healed, Fang Miaomiao said goodbye to Lin Muyang and left, and Lin Muyang turned around and entered the bar.

The purpose of coming here by myself is not yet accomplished.

At this time, the game of entering the bar has begun, and in a huge iron cage, two martial arts cultivators are fighting frantically, and there are countless people waving banknotes and shouting and cheering, both martial arts cultivators are wearing black cloaks and masks on their faces.

Coming here to play is for resources, and some people don't want to be recognized, so there is a rule in the game, and any player needs to wear a mask.

Moreover, it doesn't matter if the martial artist goes out of the bar, nothing has anything to do with the bar.

At this time, a game was coming to an end, a cold light flashed on the stage, a blood splash splashed, and a martial artist fell on the stage. The shocking scar ran from the neck to the abdomen, and the blood flowed around the ring.

The crowd outside cheered one by one, regardless of everything, and some scolded their mothers loudly, obviously betting on the wrong loss of money.

Soon the second game began, and it was still the original martial cultivator, holding a nine-ring broadsword, majestic and majestic, and some martial cultivators who were originally eager to try it watched the game, and they all began to retreat.

"Boss?" asked a security guard, "Do you want to call the ghost wolf up to support the scene?"

"Don't wait a minute"

The man sitting in a chair said, his eyes were always fixed on the TV in front of him, at this time, which cultivator in the ring was frantically provoking everyone, after all, you won't get a reward if you don't have a game.

Suddenly, a man jumped into the ring, sounding as if he was only in his twenties, wearing a casual down jacket, a white mask on his face, and a beautiful long sword in his hand.

The long sword looks like an ordinary quality weapon, and it can be seen everywhere.

I took a look at the body type, and I was thin!

Everyone immediately turned around and "bet on the white tiger for 500,000"

"300,000"

"One million" at this time, one by one, bet on the original victorious martial cultivator.

"Boy, this is not the place where you should come, I advise you to leave!" Baihu said with a smile, obviously wanting to let Lin Muyang go, Lin Muyang waved his hand, "Since I came up, even if I lose, I will be beaten, not go down by myself"

The white tiger laughed.

"Okay, refreshing enough!" said the White Tiger.

At this time, Li Jinyan was also watching the game, and although he saw that the person who went up was wearing a mask, he still recognized it, "Why did he play black boxing?

"White Tiger Wind Slash"

The white tiger's left hand swept in front of the big knife, a touch of arc light opened the way, the arc light swept with the wind force, and the right hand condensed fist "White Tiger Fist" fist wind hunting and hunting up and down two ways attacked.

Lin Muyang stomped on the ground, his body jumped into a volley of 180 degrees, and rushed out from the two attacks, which was so accurate that the cheering people around him subconsciously closed their mouths.

The wind patterns under Lin Muyang's feet poured out several afterimages, dazzling.

"Dragon Buddha does not cross"

The palm turned into golden light, and the person appeared in front of the white tiger, and the eight qi forces turned into a golden dragon and blasted out, and the dragon head was directly held from the white tiger's waist.

"Bang-"

The guardrails were blasted open into a huge hole, and the dragon shadow and the white tiger slammed into the bar wall.

The surroundings were silent, looking at Lin Muyang on the stage blankly, since one move was only one move to defeat the white tiger, the white tiger was one of the most famous thugs in this bar, not one of the best, at least ranked in the top five, but now he was defeated by one move.

At this time, everyone in the bar had a bitter expression on their faces.

This time it was really a blood loss.

Soon, a referee came up and handed something to Lin Muyang, "This is your reward, you can leave or continue!"

I looked at the things in my hand, it was a one-time ring, and as long as I took out the contents of the ring, the ring would become an ordinary ring.

"Continue"

Lin Muyang said.

The referee turned to leave, and with a "boom-" a man walked up, wearing a red mask and a light blue robe, revealing a black dragon tattoo on his left shoulder.

"It's Qinglong," someone below shouted.

"You defeated the White Tiger?" asked in a deep voice, Qinglong and White Tiger, Lin Muyang also immediately understood, this is a combination specializing in boxing.

"Come on!"

Lin Muyang didn't say anything more and made a gesture of please, the long sword was on his back, Lin Muyang rushed out, his figure was heavy, and the long sword stabbed straight out.

Qinglong shouted angrily, his entire body was covered with a layer of golden light, and his body was like steel and iron, Lin Muyang's sword stabbed, and the sword body was bent.

Qinglong's laughter came, "Boy, you don't have enough to see this attack!" Qinglong Claw" reached out with five fingers into claws, and grabbed Lin Muyang's neck.

Lin Muyang's long sword turned, Qinglong hit the sword body with a claw, and Lin Muyang jumped a few steps after borrowing his strength.

Qinglong shouted, his fist slammed up, and the entire ring began to sway under Long Wei's ripple punch, but Lin Muyang was not in a hurry, his toes touched the ground, and his body jumped lightly, like a butterfly.

A sword swept in his hand, the sword body was cold and light, and with a flick of his hand, one after another ice swords flew out, Li Jinyan was naturally familiar with Mu Xuerou's move, and Lin Muyang actually imitated it.

But under Qinglong's fist, the ice sword shattered, the ice was splashed, and the ice covered the entire ring, and the Qinglong stomped his feet in the ring and trembled, rushed up, and blasted the ice in front of him.

The ice shattered, a purple light flashed out, Lin Muyang had already rushed to the front of him with a palm of "Ten Directions Killing Thunder", the thunder penetrated directly, Qinglong felt that his chest was pierced, and his internal organs shrank together, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

The whole person took a few steps backwards and leaned against the guardrail.

Clutching his chest, the blow seemed to crack his internal organs.

"Good!"

"Qinglong beat him!"

"Flatten him!"

The shouts around sounded again, and Qinglong's strength was much higher than that of Baihu, but these few encounters still didn't take any advantage under Lin Muyang, which made the people watching the game and the bettors a little annoyed.

Qinglong wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, raised a dagger in his hand, held the dagger with his backhand, and swept towards Lin Muyang with a cold look.

Lin Muyang stood in the middle of the ring, standing with his hands in his hands, his left hand raised, and the long sword pointed at the green dragon, with the style of a peerless sword immortal, and the sword body was covered with thunder and lightning, like a thunder sword.

"You won't be so lucky with the next sword!" Lin Muyang said, although the white tiger and the green dragon fought black fists, their methods were too cruel, and they didn't know how many martial arts cultivators they had killed for the reason of the competition.