783 Infighting?(1) (Asking for Votes)

But she was doomed to disappointment.

Jun Muyan's face was really bad, and he couldn't even stand up.

But her expression was cold, looking at Gong Qianxue's gaze, it was more like looking at a clown jumping off the beam.

But even if it is so embarrassed, Jun Muyan's face is still so beautiful, and it captivates the country and the city.

The languid and disdainful smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to mock her.

Gong Qianxue was completely enraged, and with a flip of her wrist, a dagger glowing with green light landed in her palm.

"Slut, I'm going to ruin your foxy face right now. ”

Gong Qianxue approached Mu Yan step by step, with a gloomy smile on her face, "Don't worry, even if your face is ruined and you become ugly, I promise to let you enjoy the next show." Jun Muyan, do you know what I arranged for you next?"

As he spoke, the dagger in his hand slashed towards Mu Yan's face.

However, before the dagger approached Mu Yan, the Heavenly Demon Qin in front of her made a buzzing sound.

A sword qi burst out of the air and slashed against Gong Qianxue's face.

Gong Qianxue only felt a pain in her cheeks, and a wisp of green silk fell from her sideburns.

She reached out and touched it, only to touch the blood of one hand.

"Jun Muyan, you dare to ......"

"Even if I have lost most of my cultivation now, but Gong Qianxue, if I want to kill you, it will only be an easy matter. ”

Mu Yan interrupted Gong Qianxue's angry shouting, and his slightly hoarse voice was a little lazy and contemptuous, and he said slowly, "If you don't believe it, you can try it." ”

Her five fingers rested on the strings, making a gesture to pluck.

Gong Qianxue screamed in fright, retreated again and again, and sat on the ground with her buttocks.

"Qianxue, are you okay?" Jian Feng hurriedly helped her up.

The hateful gaze looked at Mu Yan, "Jun Muyan, is it you, did you kill my master and senior brother?"

Mu Yan looked at him casually, and sneered: "What if I killed him? You Yunguang Sect kidnapped my son and wanted to refine him into an elixir, I didn't kill you, it's already polite." ”

"——!!How is this possible!!!" Jian Feng screamed, "My master has the cultivation of the Bigu Realm, how could he die at your hands?!And my senior brother, which one is not a spiritual cultivator of forging the body and refining the soul, how can you kill them alone?"

"Heh......" Mu Yan's smile became colder and colder, "Maybe you Yunguang Sect will kill yourself if you do too much injustice, and people who are cheap will have their own harvest!"

"Ahhh——!!h

Seeing the figure of Jian Feng roaring towards him.

Mu Yan's eyes froze, and he gritted his teeth, suppressing the pain caused by the drying up of his Xuan Qi and spiritual power.

Fingertips pluck abruptly on the strings.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

With the crisp sound of the piano, dozens of sword blades turned into cold light and shot straight towards the sword blade.

At the same time, there was an invisible energy that enveloped the blade of the sword, imprisoning his movements.

Draw the ground as a dungeon!

Jian Feng's body slammed in the air.

Puff, puff, more than a dozen sword qi instantly pierced through his body.

Blood rushed out of Blade's body.

He let out a grunt and fell to the ground.

And Mu Yan finally couldn't hold it anymore, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

A flash of regret flashed in her eyes.

Because the Xuan Qi and spiritual power have dried up, the attack power has dropped by ninety percent.