The long sword with a peculiar material flashed with a sharp light in the sun, and it was foreseeable that if he was stabbed head-on by such a sword, with Mu Qi'er's body strength now being only one layer of the Stubborn Stone Realm, that is, the fourth layer of the Quenching Body Realm, it would be almost inevitable to kill him with one blow!

It was also at this moment that the back-bladed knife that had been hit under the previous covert action finally arrived! The tip of the knife is pointed directly at the back of the sunny youth's heart!

A narrow line of blood slid down the air......

The young man had obviously sensed the edge of the back-bladed knife behind him, but he didn't have the slightest intention of fighting back or dodging, and he still insisted on stabbing the sword! Mu Qi'er had no choice but to urge the blood-red mist that exuded a strong death intent before, but when the long sword came, he destroyed the two strange weapons that the young man used to restrain Mu Qi'er and fled to the side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The long blood line slipped from Mu Foundling's waist and abdomen, and the long sword held by the sunny young man was abruptly lengthened, just in time for Mu Foundling's dodge!

Touching the finger-thick wound on his waist and abdomen, he saw that the back-bladed knife attack that had been planned to affect the young man of the Teng tribe made a sound like a beating sound on the back of this person, and he fell backwards weakly.

Mu Wai'er felt that he had encountered the biggest challenge, and it could be seen from the previous battle with the opponents of the Nasong tribe that Mu Wai'er was not afraid of fist-to-flesh collisions, and even had a small advantage in the face of most people.

However, in the face of this kind of magic and other means, because of the growth environment, Mu Qi'er basically has no way to crack it. If it weren't for the fact that he had comprehended an artistic conception in that blood-colored world before and urged the evolution of the surging true meaning, I am afraid that Mu Qi'er would have already been corpsed at this moment!

"It's really difficult, but are you really from the Sheng tribe? It's not like that at all. The sunny young man took back the two weapons that had been destroyed by Mu Qi'er's death conception with some pity, and said with a smile as he played with the long sword in his hand with one hand.

The next moment, the long sword suddenly stretched out at a very fast speed, and stabbed straight in!

Mu Qi'er was fully prepared for this young man's acting skills, and as soon as he noticed that the long sword was moving, he avoided it to the side, but he was still cut by the sharp sword on his calf!

"Looks like you're underestimating my cry." Before the young man's voice fell, the long sword had already slashed through the air with a dazzling flash, and the dawn came!

It was a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and it suddenly flickered between Mu Qi'er and the young man of the Teng tribe I don't know how many times!

Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! ......

Mu Qi'er mobilized almost all his means, bombarded with blood fists, slashed with the back-bladed knife, and constantly borrowed strength to dodge everywhere, but still, couldn't avoid it!

The clothes had already been torn, and the tiny blood was almost all over Mu Qi'er's body! The blood slowly oozes out, revealing a strange beauty!

The young man of the Nateng tribe just laughed, one hand stroked the Crying Sword in his hand that looked slightly trembling, and the other pointed at Mu Qi'er and giggled, the drama in his eyes was exposed!

Since the start of this little Gu war, with the use of the surging true intent and the blood of the marmoset, and with the help of the combat skills practiced in the burial place, Mu Qi'er has never encountered such a helpless battle situation!

Like the Killing Fist that was issued when dealing with Wang Yuan before, it can be launched again at this time, but as long as you think about it, you know that the purely physical attack of the young people of the Teng tribe must still have the means to easily block it, unless, it can be launched at the same time as the blood-colored mist that exudes death intent!

In a flash of light, Mu Qi'er vaguely had some clues to defeat this young man, but it was not so easy to implement it.

The blood-red mist that exuded the intent of death was Mu Qi'er's death, advancement, resurrection, and death again and again on the blood-colored avenue, and under the continuous feeling and comprehension, it was a new clarity that was about to be biased towards the battle intent, and it was this thing that somehow caused the change of the surging true intent, so that the surging true intent, which was originally only a bonus to the blood flow rate and attack accuracy, instantly had a great bonus to the strength and attack strength of the body itself!

But this newly comprehended battle intent is extremely immature, if it is not able to combine with the surging true intent, Mu Qi'er can only urge it alone, and his body can only be as stiff as before, exuding death intent, and even Mu Qi'er vaguely feels that this kind of death intent that is not yet fully controlled seems to have great damage to his body!

"Don't think about it, play with me obediently, haha......" Sunshine Youth said with a sunny voice.

"Rattan art, 100 slashes!"

The piercing chirping sound sounded, like an ape crying in the morning in the mountains, loud and lofty. The body of the Crying Sword was no longer visible, only a piercing cry sounded in the air, and only a sharp sword light was flying!

Mu Ji'er didn't have time to think about whether the idea just now was feasible, and there was only one fight between life and death! The surging true intent was pushed to the extreme, and the thick white mist covered Mu Qi'er's figure, and only the sound of the squirming sword qi could be heard.

And in this thick white world, a little red suddenly appeared, and then, swept away in an instant!

The strong intent of death began to spread around as Mu Ki'er urged this thing that Mu Ki'er temporarily called the killing intent, but this kind of death intent was aimed at living objects after all, and it had no real effect on the sword qi that came from the sky.

Trying hard to constantly mobilize the killing intent, a little bit of dead energy began to condense under Mu Qi'er's efforts, and slowly converged on Mu Qi'er's left fist.

"Stubborn Stone Secret Technique, Break Kill!"

The right fist that gathered the surging true intent and the killing battle intent and the power of the marmoset bloodline rose up in the air!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom"!

The incomparable fist intersected with the continuous sword qi, making a violent collision sound, the sword qi continued to rage, and bottomless blood holes began to appear on Mu Qi'er's body from time to time!

However, in the area where it intersected head-on with the Fist of Destruction, there was no longer the sound and shadow of the sword qi! The young man seemed to be still laughing at Mu Qi'er's counterattack before he died, and he didn't have the slightest intention of filling it, opportunity! Mu Ki'er spotted that gap, the small secret technique of the Bluestone Realm was moved, and the back-bladed knife flew high, and it was worthy of taking Mu Ki'er forward for a short while, just passing through the gap of the sword qi!

Ahead, the youth of the Teng tribe is already in sight!

Mu Qi'er's series of sudden movements made the young man a little surprised, but from the bottom of his heart, he still looked down on this guy with strange moves and no big tribe background. On the side of the Crying Sword, a sword qi that was almost half the size of a room burst in!

"Vine art, tooth slash!" The play between the words of the sunshine youth can be seen at a glance! As the Tianjiao of the big tribe, with the secret techniques of the Teng tribe, he can perform no less than ten kinds of secret techniques, how can a guy like Mu Qi'er deserve to fight with him! The young man's eyes began to be full of arrogance!

In the face of this oncoming huge slash, Mu Qi'er did not have the slightest intention of retreating!

"Break, second stage!"

Mu Qi'er roared hoarsely, and the left fist containing a strong death intent had already bombarded down! Face that seemingly invincible sword aura!

Boom!

There was a loud sound of fists and flesh intersecting, and the intense explosion of death intent after condensation instantly decayed that sword qi into nothingness! Even a round shield-shaped thing drawn out by the sunny young man was instantly shattered under this thick dead air!

The killing punch hit the chest of the sunny youth hard! Pengbai's death intent exploded in an instant!

The young man's gaze was originally calm, but at that moment of death, his face was instantly filled with fear! That's the fear of death!

The development of things is completely beyond Mu Qi'er's imagination, and the death intent after compression and use is unbelievably strong! Before the follow-up methods of the young people of the Naten tribe could be used, they were decayed into a puddle of sand in the blink of an eye. Or maybe there's nothing left. Even the air doesn't seem to exist in the area where the death intent is surging!

The silence made people's hearts chill, Mu Qi'er looked at the white bones faintly exposed at the tips of his fingers, and he was also extremely afraid in his heart, if he didn't withdraw back in time, I am afraid that he would be swallowed up by the death intent that broke out in an instant!

I didn't expect this newfound killing intent to be so aggressive! Mu Wai'er didn't have a trace of joy in his heart that he had just won, because he could clearly feel that under the blow just now, his life seemed to be consumed!

Yes, it's consumption! The moment the death intent erupted, Mu Qi'er obviously felt that his body seemed to age several years in an instant!

"It seems that this thing really can't be used indiscriminately in the future, so it's still necessary to focus on the true meaning of the surging Tuo, and try to see if it can be fused." Mu Qi'er silently admonished herself in her heart.

Although this corridor is tortuous, and the surroundings are relatively closed, the audience outside the venue generally can't see what is happening inside, but this kind of thing naturally can't stop people with intentions, especially when this person with intentions is still very big.

On top of the fortress occupied by the teachers outside the field, it seemed a little lonely in the corner.

"Young master, this Mu boy is really lucky, he unknowingly comprehended the rudiments of the battle intent in the blood dice, I remember that the information shows that he has comprehended a true meaning before." An old man with a slightly rickety figure leaned against the side wall of the fortress and said with some surprise.

The young master in the old man's mouth is not very old, his facial features are very upright, and he is only about ten years old, but his words are very old-fashioned.

"Don't test me, old yellow man. This kid has comprehended the realm of the "round mattress", and the news given by the Tong family has clearly explained it, and you use it to entertain me. After a pause, the young man said word by word:

Of course, the realm of the "round mattress" is very terrifying, and the power of sensing heaven and earth to comprehend nature is beyond the reach of others, but this kid's innate cultivation qualifications are too poor, even if he has the strong support of my Cui family, I don't know when he will be able to take charge alone. Old yellow head, you're in a good position. ”

There was no turning in the young man's words, pointing directly to the essence of Mu Qi'er's slow cultivation, in addition to the bad environment, the inferiority of his own cultivation qualifications is the fundamental!

"Well, I took it for granted. Grandpa Guo has left such a disgraceful illegitimate child in his vein, and we old people will inevitably have extravagant hopes for him. The old yellow man's voice became a little sighing and a little desolate.

The young man of the Cui family did not move in the slightest, but his tone was suddenly sharp.

"Not to mention whether his identity is true or not, even if he is really the son of the Duke of Qianguo, it is only a son. Not everyone can be Mu Tianbo! Lao Huang, you'd better be sober, the more you guys care, the faster this guy will die! ”

"Young Master Shu, the old slave understands." The figure of the old yellow head was crawling humbly on the ground, and he didn't dare to say a word......

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