There are some things that no one will say to Mu Qingsong.

Some people don't have this qualification, and some people can't let go of this face. Just like Shang Jingtian, he would not say to Mu Qingsong, I am aiming at business, not martial arts. He didn't give examples, trying to persuade Mu Qingsong.

When people reach a certain level, they disdain to say a lot of things, and they don't bother to do many things.

Just like just now, Mu Qingsong said that he would not fight. Even if Bai Wufang wants to do it again, he will endure it and hold it.

This is the self-esteem of the strong, the face of the big man.

And these things are often more important than life.

Ye Yuhua listened to Xiao Zheng's words, couldn't help but smile, nodded lightly, and expressed his appreciation.

Some people, the more you come into contact with them, the more awkward they feel. The more you can find the shortcomings in him that you can't bear. So there was an awkward quarrel between colleagues. There is a conflict between husband and wife. Until the final job change. Or divorce.

And there are others, the more you look at it, the more you like it. So they did a great job. Or get along with each other, raise your eyebrows.

Xiao Zheng is in Ye Yuhua's eyes, that is, the more he looks at it, the more he likes it, and the more he looks at it, the warmer he becomes.

This little guy is really different.

He's not worldly, but he's smart enough. Although, in the foreseeable future, he will become more and more adapted to the superstructure. But even then, he's still a cute little guy.

A cold light flashed in Mu Qingsong's eyes, he slowly raised his head, and stared at Xiao Zheng for a moment: "You are telling me this, do you want to tell me that they are afraid of me?" Afraid of being beaten to death by me? Or are you suggesting that they are cowardly and vulnerable? ”

When Xiao Zheng heard this, he gave up the last statement.

He no longer makes any senseless persuasion. Rather, it pulls out the blade with smooth movements.

The blade appeared, and the cold light rose.

Majestic killing intent erupted!

If it doesn't help to talk too much, then fight!

You have a reason to dissuade Li Jing, or even suppress Bai Wufang with the attitude of a victor.

So, what about me?

How can you suppress me?

Xiao Zheng pulled out the blade, and a surging aura suppressed the audience. There was also an involuntary aura of slaughter on his face!

This sword drawing technique alone made Li Jing's heart beat violently, and he felt a powerful and incomparable battle intent. I secretly thought in my heart: I deserve to be a young and extremely strong man. Just this sword drawing technique is perfect, containing endless majesty!

She approached Ye Yuhua slightly and protected Ye Yuhua loyally. On his face, a touch of melancholy involuntarily appeared.

She did not deny Xiao Zheng's strength, but this time, he was facing a super strong man who shook the earth twenty years ago. Even a martial idiot who made the entire Yanjing City chickens fly and dogs jump!

Because of him, how many families have died?

Because of him, how many people stay at home?

Even a peerless powerhouse like Bai Wufang has been sitting in meditation for twenty years. Wait on the mountainside. I'm afraid that one day, this terrifying martial arts idiot who doesn't play cards according to common sense will suddenly go up the mountain!

"Don't be nervous." A touch of indifference appeared on Ye Yuhua's gentle cheeks.

"He is Mu Qingsong after all."

The three words Mu Qingsong, among the older generation of strong people in Yanjing, naturally have its indelible weight. Don't say it's Xiao Zheng, even if it's Bai Wufang just now, didn't he lose a hand?

"It's useless to worry." Ye Yuhua said slowly. "What's more, don't you think Ah Zheng is enjoying this moment?"

"Enjoy?" Li Jing was stunned and said helplessly. "Except for a madman like Mu Qingsong, who would treat dueling as enjoyment? If you are not careful, you may be killed on the spot"

"Gamblers spend a lot of money at the gambling table, why don't they fight with their lives?" Bai Wufang slowly came to the two of them, this old monk seemed to have the same meaning as Li Jing. Protect Ye Yuhua.

Ye Phoenix, for the two of them, is too important.

It is also too important for Yanjing City under the mountain.

Even if she is just missing a cold hair, the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon's Forty-Nine City will cause a hurricane and tsunami, and dark clouds will cover the sun!

"Mu Qingsong is good at martial arts, and he takes martial arts as his lifelong pursuit. Why isn't Ah Zheng paranoid about this? Bai Wufang said slowly, with a smile on the corner of his lips. Don't talk about others, even if I am at his age, I am far inferior to him. It is foreseeable that in the next five or ten years, he will grow to the point of admiration. ”

And how can a strong man make himself stronger? How can we penetrate the higher martial arts cultivation? Bai Wufang said meaningfully. By dueling with another strong man. For example, Mu Qingsong. ”

Li Jing pursed her lips slightly, and then suddenly realized: "It seems that I am too worried." ”

"You don't have to worry about it anymore. But Ah Zheng will definitely not let go of this opportunity. Whether it's for yourself or for the leaves. Bai Wufang said with a smile. This little guy has a higher heart than the sky in the pursuit of martial arts, how can he allow a Mu Qingsong to look down? ”

Mu Qingsong stared directly at Xiao Zheng, who was full of fighting spirit. And the knife in his hand. The corners of his lips curled slightly: "You want to use the knife?" ”

"I like to use knives." Xiao Zheng does not hide his strengths. "You don't have a knife?"

"Yes."

Mu Qingsong suddenly pulled out a knife about fifty centimeters long from his waist.

The knife edge is sluggish and the blade is heavy. On the knife surface, there are some residual traces. Every opening shows the world Mu Qingsong's past and proud achievements.

The blade suddenly appeared, and Bai Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly, muttering, "Qingfeng Knife." Finally reappeared. ”

Aomine knife?

The color of the blade is blue, the cold hits, and there is a hint of murder in the simplicity. From this alone, it can be seen that this knife has killed countless people. Bloodstained!

"Good knives." Xiao Zheng stared at the Qingfeng knife and commented frankly.

"Yours isn't bad either." Mu Qingsong said very calmly.

It is not easy to make Mu Qingsong praise a good word.

Moreover, he is a strong man in his realm. A good knife in his eyes is by no means a real sharpening of iron like clay. It's a knife with an extraordinary experience. A knife soaked in blood, a knife with unparalleled killing intent!

Xiao Zheng's knife deserves his praise.

Xiao Zheng's knife is also worth his battle!

"My knife. When you come out of the knife, you have to see blood. Xiao Zheng raised the blade slightly, the wind was raging, and the blade of the knife whimpered.

"Same." Mu Qingsong's face was expressionless, and his momentum suddenly reached the peak!

He would never underestimate Xiao Zheng!

The strong who can kill Soros with one sword, especially the young strong, whose potential and strength can be underestimated!

Whew

The wind is blowing. Autumn on the mountainside is far colder and more unforgiving than at the foot of the mountain. The knife in Xiao Zheng's hand watered the autumn mood and soaked in the cold wind. In an instant, like a peerless divine sword, it bloomed with endless killing intent!

Qingfeng Dao waved his arm, and the power of the stormy waves poured out like mercury. It is as if a knife is swinging, enveloping the power of a hurricane and ten thousand waves. It's terrifying!

This battle is not only a victory or defeat, but also a life and death!