Looking at the interaction between Mo Qingfeng and Li Dongyang, the scar-faced woman was furious, the fire of jealousy was burning, and she stared at Mo Qingfeng and scolded: "Shameless, stinky bitch." ”

"You are jealous of me, you must be jealous that I have a good husband." Mo Qingfeng blinked his eyes and smiled brightly.

"Shameless scumbag, you are really a shame in the women's world, you, you are not worthy of being called a woman." Scar Face is very feminine.

"I have a good husband." Mo Qingfeng shook Li Dongyang's arm, "My husband is the most handsome in the world, you only have envy, jealousy and hatred." ”

"Vixen, little slut, I'm going to kill you." Scar-faced woman gritted her teeth.

"You're still jealous that I have a good husband." Mo Qingfeng grinned and fought back.

Li Dongyang and the others actually watched it with relish, and even the smell of gunpowder was much lighter, and no one was in a hurry to make a move.

It seems that the love of watching dramas is a common disease of human beings, and they have forgotten to get down to business.

The scar-faced woman grinded her teeth, her angry eyes were red, she didn't admit that she was jealous, she just saw that Mo Qingfeng was unhappy, looked around with a knife, and yelled:

"Is it pretty? Do you remember what your mission was? ”

"Rush, kill, don't let them go!" Li Dongyang responded with a fist.

A group of people suddenly focused their eyes on Li Dongyang, and they didn't understand what kind of madness this person was smoking? If you call them again, there are only two of them, where does the confidence come from?

Mo Qingfeng rolled his eyes and decided to ignore this teasing, this is a pit with a not very normal brain, God knows what the pit is thinking.

However, the battle is definitely going to start, and instead of waiting for others to do it, it is better to start it yourself.

Just when Li Dongyang touched his nose with a weak heart, Mo Qingfeng moved, she took out a long whip from her bag and raised her hand to hit it, and the snapping sound brought a blood mist.

An unlucky man let out a scream, a piece of flesh was torn off from his body, and his pupils shrank in pain.

Li Dongyang's eyes looked at the long whip in Mo Qingfeng's hand, and he also shrank his neck.

The whip in this hand is not a simple thing, let alone the whip played by the old man in the park, the whip is tied to the hook, and there is a flying knife hidden in the whip tip, if the knife is cut through the neck, hehe!

I have to admit that Mo Qingfeng is really a witch when she makes a move, and every whip is either tearing off a piece of flesh or bringing up a stream of blood, as long as she is swept by the whip, it will definitely leave a gap.

In just a few breaths, three disciples of the Shangyuan Sect had been injured, including the scar-faced woman.

"Let's go together!" As soon as the man with the national character face saw that the other party was ruthless, he knew that today's things would not be good, so he roared and rushed towards Li Dongyang.

"Oh, I'll go, bully." Li Dongyang looked at the face of the national character that rushed towards him, this is a small leader, I don't know that the strength is like this, so I will fight.

Thinking of this, Li Dongyang swished and pulled out the soft sword on his waist, and the soft sword was like a spiritual snake running out of the hole to the man with the national character face, and the two sides looked at each other, and the body of the man with the national character face fell backwards.

"Ouch, am I too strong or are you too weak?" Li Dongyang looked at the soft sword in his hand, and then at the fallen face of the Chinese character, suspicion flashed on his face.

"It's because he's too weak, they're just outer disciples of the Shangyuan Sect, and they're not masters." Mo Qingfeng took the time to reply.

When the others saw that the leader was dead, they were shocked, and Mo Qingfeng said that he was too weak, and they were hit hard one by one.

"Let's get on it!" I don't know who shouted, the disciples of Shangyuan Sect immediately beat up without saying a word, and Li Dongyang and Mo Qingfeng became the center of the battle.

The soft sword in Li Dongyang's hand is powerful, that really means that the east fights the west, and the guide hits the north, you can't think of where it will attack at all, and every time it attacks, it will take away a life.

There are few people who are not afraid of death, and those who besiege Li Dongyang and Mo Qingfeng are no exception, as the lives disappear one by one, the remaining few people turn around and flee without saying a word.

How could Mo Qingfeng do what they wanted, since Shangyuan Sect was so mysterious, he naturally wanted to inquire about the news of Shangyuan Sect, and also to investigate the purpose of Shangyuan Sect's entry into Long Yuan.

If Shangyuan Sect wants to open a sect in Longyuan, then there will be a good show to watch, this is like grabbing territory, now Longyuan Zheng Guo is the territory of the South China Sea Sword Sect, if Shangyuan Sect intervenes, hehe, the two tigers compete for hunters' profits.

Mo Qingfeng was excited when he thought of the war between the Shangyuan Sect and the South China Sea Sword Sect, if the two defeats were feared, then the Wuji Demon Palace would not be able to take the opportunity to kill ashore and seize this piece of the world.

At this time, Li Dongyang didn't know the relationship between the Wuji Demon Palace and the South China Sea Sword Sect, and thought that the Wuji Demon Palace had no intention of the mainland, and was only willing to develop on the sea.

Mo Qingfeng pulled out a whip and left a live mouth, as for the few people who escaped, Li Dongyang quickly chased out a few swords to extinguish the mouth, he was not arrogant enough to let the other party run away at will, that would hurt himself.

"Handsome guy, will you be interrogated?" Mo Qingfeng looked at Li Dongyang.

"No, I'm a weak scholar without a halberd." Li Dongyang put away the soft sword, opened it with a folding fan, instigated it twice, and raised his eyebrows at Mo Qingfeng.

The corners of Mo Qingfeng's mouth twitched, can it be said that this weak scholar has killed more people than her? That's really killing a person with a sword, the sword is merciless, is there such a weak scholar?

can't see through Li Dongyang's strength, and can't see through the origin of Li Dongyang's moves, which makes Mo Qingfeng's heart more vigilant, but one thing can be determined, that is, Li Dongyang has no murderous intentions towards her.

If Li Dongyang made a killing move, Mo Qingfeng asked himself if he couldn't stop it, so naturally he didn't dare to provoke Li Dongyang, anyway, now they have a common goal, as for who will bloom in the end, then let's talk about it in the end.

After Mo Qingfeng figured it out, he smiled and said, "Handsome guy, let you see the interrogation techniques of the Infinite Demon Palace." ”

After saying that, he pointed a few fingers on the scar-faced woman, and the scar-faced woman suddenly screamed again and again, in fact, when she heard the four words of Wuji Demon Palace, the scar-faced woman's face changed color, and she must have known the Demon Palace drop.

The woman with a scarred face felt that her meridians were torn apart, as if they were broken, and the pain directly hurt her soul, and the soul of pain was really trembling, and her face was distorted and inhuman.

The corners of Li Dongyang's mouth twitched, and his eyelids jumped vigorously, he thought that he was ruthless enough, compared to Mo Qingnei, it was really a heaven and an underground.

As Mo Qingchu took out the knife, the scar-faced woman was no longer trembling, but every pore and every cell in her body was trembling.

"Stop, stop, stop, you, what do you want to ask, I say, I say." The scar woman was hard for only three seconds, and after Mo Qingfeng's five swords, she took the initiative to surrender, and now she only wants to die quickly.

"Sure enough, it's not a man, you surrendered too quickly, and I still have three hundred and sixty-five means to use it." Mo Qingfeng cleared his hand and clicked a few times on the scarred woman, with a look of pity.

The scar woman continued to tremble in fright, and at the same time was glad that she surrendered quickly, if she was hard, she didn't know what to suffer, this is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is to give in after suffering hard.