Chapter Seventy-Five: Shadowless Slashing the Wind

"Don't worry, his two eggs didn't burst! Lao Tzu is not as light and heavy as you goods,"

Jun Mo snorted coldly, but he pointed the finger at the remaining seven guys, these guys are all bastards who peep at Fang Qingxue, and sooner or later they are destined to be defeated by him head-on, instead of putting it in the future, it is better to start now, do one, one less!

"Boy, you're looking for death, you know?"

A tall and thin young man with an extremely pale face turned his head and glared at Jun Mo fiercely.

"Looking for death?

Jun Mo looked at the young man without cutting it, spit a mouthful of saliva on the ground, and didn't bother to pay attention to the white-faced wolf whose face became extremely ugly, and turned his head to look at Fang Qingxue with a cold face on his face.

It's still a beautiful woman who is funny, not to mention the daughter-in-law in front of him, he Jun Mo will have to fight desperately to get it from thousands of troops and horses in the next year!

Thinking of the extremely weird promotion task, Jun Mo felt a pain for no reason, this little sister Qingxue's charm value at a young age is so amazing, if she is growing up, then she still has a bird?

I'm afraid that the legendary disaster will bring disaster to the country and the people, and the country and the city will be overwhelmed, so it can be described!

I really don't know what kind of foresight the old man and his father had when he was a child, and he used a small marriage contract to leave Fang Qingxue to him until now, Jun Mo thought of this, and couldn't help but be grateful to the old man and his father!

You can't waste the old man and his father's thoughts, and the young master will laugh at it!

Jun Mo's eyes rolled, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the tall and thin little white face, and the other party Qingxue smiled:

"Little sister Qingxue, what's wrong with you? Didn't you hear it? This thing is cursing your future husband and me to die! How can you still bear it? Think about it, if I die suddenly now, you will be destined to become my daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door in this life! What are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and solve this goods, lest the young master and me look upset and stop gambling!"

"Shut up!Jun Mo, the reason why I'm here today is because of the gambling contract that my Qingxue once made with you, not to listen to your nonsense here!"

Fang Qingxue shouted coldly: "Our Qingxue's man is destined to be the kind of man who stands up to the sky and covers the sky with one hand, not a mud like you who can't support the wall, and will always only deserve to be trampled under the feet of others!"

"Hahahaha!"

Jun Mo looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, laughing so much that everyone was able to rush to the inexplicable time, he stared directly at Fang Qingxue for a month, and added a bit of beautiful face and smiled:

"My little sister Qingxue, do you compare the young master and me to the mud? But do you still remember playing with mud when you were a child, and the mud on your face was wiped clean by my brother! Hehe! Mud, even the mud can stain your face, and the mud can make you weigh Jian'an, which is thousands of miles away, and run to Jiang'an with a large group of small three-eyed people!"

"Hmph, I haven't seen you for a month, your skills have really grown, not only have you become a controller, but you can even talk a lot!"

Fang Qingxue sneered: "Nonsense, a man, like a verbose old mother, still says it's not mud?

"Hey, little sister Qingxue, you've grown up too!"

Jun Mo was surprised by Fang Qingxue's words, and even more surprised by Fang Qingxue's calm performance.

This little girl, I met myself in the past, every time I disagreed, I made a big fight, like the dry wood under the scorching sun, it was burned by Jun Mo at a point, tried many times, it can be said that it was tried and tested, how did I change sex today? Cold and clean scary, I fanned the flames repeatedly, and I couldn't burn with passion, no, big wrong!

"Shut up, what are you, a little sister Qingxue, this is what you can shout?"

Suddenly, an angry shout came, Jun Mo turned his head to look, but saw that the wind was dustless and jumping up and down.

"Use the emperor's mental power to heal the wounds, the effect is really extraordinary!"

Jun Mo's eyes narrowed, and he saw Cheng Jiu standing aside again, and there were a few little guys who wanted to do whatever they wanted, please take care of themselves! Looking at the old man again, he found that the old man and the old man nodded quietly and slightly almost at the same time, he understood that the matter in front of him belonged to him!

"Grandpa, if you accidentally kill a few, it won't be a problem!"

Jun Mo suddenly spoke cautiously, with endless resentment: "Look, this is not easy to hurt one, and after being cured, it comes again, over and over again, it's not interesting to fight back and forth!"

Indeed, Jun Mo, who has gathered the four control attributes, has been strengthened more than ten times.

Not to mention that his seemingly inexhaustible, long-term and strong mental strength is enough to make him leapfrog to compete with opponents, let's just say that the four control attributes are gathered in one person, which makes his mental strength change qualitatively, and the same mental strength is more than ten times stronger than the same mental strength of other controllers, so with his current strength, it is enough to easily kill these little guys in front of him.

"If you are lucky enough to take advantage, remember not to hurt people's lives, lest your ninth grandfather go back and be difficult to explain!"

The old man said that the wind was light, and his skills were not as good as others, not only blocked his own mouth, but also blocked Cheng Jiu's mouth.

Jun Mo also understood, the deep meaning of the old man's words is that these little guys have strong forces behind them, it doesn't matter how you fight and how you get it, but you have to save their lives, otherwise the pressure on Lao Tzu will be great.

Jun Mo looked at Cheng Jiu and found that Cheng Jiu's expression was as flat as the wind, as if he hadn't heard what the two of them were talking about, he didn't care, nodded slightly to the old man, and then glared at Feng Wuchen, and asked with great concern:

"Feng Wuchen, you scream so hard, don't the two eggs hurt?"

"Bastard, I won't spare you again this time!"

Feng Wuchen's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, this thing was burned by Jun Mo at all, and with a wave of his big hand, a big knife several feet long was immediately simulated and formed by him, and he slashed at Jun Mo from afar.

"Little sister Qingxue, you are so ruthless to watch this bastard Feng Wuchen murder your future husband in full view?"

Jun Mo pulled his neck and screamed, but he pretended to be panicked and waved his hands and feet to dodge, and his hands and mental strength were stimulated indiscriminately, and all kinds of inferior control soldiers were simulated by him, flying everywhere.

"I knew that this guy was strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and he was careless just now, so he was kicked away by luck!" The tall and thin white-faced man snorted coldly, and waved his hand at will to lay down a mental defense wall to stop the flying controllers.

"Jun Mo, let's die!"

Feng Wuchen also suddenly realized at this time, and understood that it was pure bad luck for Jiang Cai to be kicked by Jun Mo, so he waved the simulated big knife even more excitedly, and slashed at Jun Mo with a knife.

Jun Mo was obviously forced to panic, shooting all kinds of control soldiers everywhere, sometimes even slave soldiers flew out, and the whole person jumped around in the small courtyard, messing around, but it was undoubtedly not thrilling to the extreme, and it was worthy of dodging the blow of wind and dust.

"Run, I'll see how you escape!" Feng Wuchen was extremely excited, and suddenly shouted:

"Shadowless Wind Splitting, Sky Splitting Blade!"

The heart gushed out, and the big knife was swept down countless times by the wind and dustless lightning, forming a knife net with a circle of several feet, covering Jun Mo's whole person!