Facing Mu Ziling, Mu Qianqing didn't have any expression on her face, but when she took the first step, she pressed out her saber a little, and said expressionlessly: "Uncle Mu, forgive me, Senior Sister Mu said that anyone who tries to force their way into the room will be killed." ”

Mu Ziling's face suddenly became ugly, she looked at Mu Qianqing coldly, and then glanced at Jiu Jiu and Bai Mink behind him, and said, "Hmph, an outsider, two demons, even trying to get involved in our Bibo Yuan's affairs, it's really beyond my power." ”

After speaking, she didn't talk nonsense, she directly took out her sword, and asked coldly: "Senior nephew Mu, are you going against me?" You must know that the sword is ruthless, even if it is injured, it is normal. ”

In the face of her threat, Mu Qianqing still looked expressionless, just silently drew his sword, and then looked at Mu Ziling, his attitude was obvious, as long as they dared to take another step, then they could only face each other with swords, as for who was injured, it was not necessarily.

After Mu Ziling saw his attitude, he also knew that it was useless to say more, anyway, the fact that there were two demons here Mu Zilan and they couldn't get rid of it, in the future, she could be said to be Mu Qingfeng's disciple with the intention of the two demons to be wrong to them, so she was injured by them.

Thinking of this, the corners of Mu Ziling's mouth curved slightly, and as soon as the sword body in his hand turned, he stabbed towards Mu Qianqing.

The sword body glowing with cold light went straight towards Mu Qianqing's eyebrows, bringing a gust of sharp wind.

Mu Qianqing didn't have any cowardice on his face, his current cultivation could be said to be similar to Mu Ziling, so he was not afraid of Mu Ziling and him one-on-one.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Ziling's sword arrived in front of Mu Qianqing, Mu Qianqing raised the sword body by one gear, and took her sword away from the original trajectory, Mu Ziling used his strength to make the sword body turn in an arc, and cut straight towards Mu Qianqing's legs.

Mu Qianqing's hand holding the hilt of the sword drooped, let go of the hilt, the sword body lost his control, and immediately fell downward, and the moment the tip of the sword reached directly below, he held the hilt of the sword again, and slashed towards the sword body that Mu Ziling had cut over.

Mu Ziling's sword was resisted again, she frowned slightly, poured spiritual power into the sword body, accelerated the attack on Mu Qianqing, flew up and leaned back, only to see Mu Qianqing coping with it easily.

With a bang, Mu Ziling's sword was once again resisted by Mu Qianqing, she used her strength to retreat, stood there, looked at Mu Qianqing, her face was quite ugly, and asked in a low voice, "Your cultivation is already so high?"

Mu Qianqing smiled coldly, with some sarcasm in her eyes, just looked at her, but did not speak.

Mu Ziling saw the sarcasm in his eyes, and his face suddenly turned cold: "Hmph"

After snorting coldly, she stepped forward with her sword again, but this time, her attack was obviously much more spicy, and there was no intention of keeping her hand at all.

Although Mu Qianqing has a high cultivation in the younger generation, he is not much different from Mu Ziling, but after all, he is not as good as Mu Ziling, and after a hundred moves, he is faintly a little behind.

Fortunately, his foundation is extremely solid, so he has avoided Mu Ziling's fierce sword style every time.

Seeing that Mu Qianqing was about to fall into the disadvantage, September couldn't help but say to Bai Mink: "Baibai, you go and support." ”

The white sable rolled his eyes decisively, threw a melon seed kernel into his mouth, and retorted: "Why don't you go?"

September stretched out his slender jade hand in front of it, and coquettishly said: "Look at other people's hands, how can you bear it?"

The white sable rolled its eyes again, if it weren't for the mink fur, it would probably be able to see its goosebumps falling, and it also stretched its paws to September's hand, learning her tone and saying, "You also look at other people's hands, they are not as big as you, how can you bear it?" After speaking, there was a pout.

Mu Qianqing listened to the two of them while fighting, and felt that even if he didn't die under Mu Ziling's sword today, he could still die under these two strange conversations.

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Mu Ziling's sword cut a bloody wound on Mu Qianqing's shoulder, but fortunately, Mu Qianqing dodged in time, but only broke the epidermis and skin, and did not hurt the muscles and flesh.

"Ahh

I saw September stand up, and her face that was still coquettish just now suddenly became a little fierce, she stretched out her index finger and pointed straight at Mu Ziling, and said angrily: "You old wife, you dare to hurt Senior Brother Qianxue? Are you impatient?"

Mu Ziling only reacted after a while that the old woman in her mouth was talking about her, her face immediately darkened, and even her breathing became a little heavier, she Mu Ziling was high in her life, when was she called like this?

"Are you looking for death?" Mu Ziling was ruthless, and after saying these three words, he stabbed at Jiujiu with his sword, and his moves were even more ruthless than when he fought with Mu Qianqing just now, it seemed that if she didn't kill Jiuyue, there was no way to solve the hatred in her heart.

September was not in a hurry, and even threw a melon seed into her mouth, Mu Qianqing even heard her teeth bite on the melon seeds, and the melon seeds clicked crisply.

I saw her body change, and she changed from a young girl to a black cat in one fell swoop.

When Mu Ziling's sword stabbed over, she took advantage of the change in her body shape to dodge lightly, and even jumped up at Mu Ziling's feet, revealing claws that were as sharp as blades and shone coldly towards her face.

Mu Ziqing on the side was so frightened by September's blow that her heart rose to her throat, because her speed was too fast, if Mu Ziling was hit by her blow, then she had no doubt that Mu Ziling's entire face would be torn apart by September.

Mu Ziling was indeed frightened by September's blow, but she reacted extremely quickly, and a second before September's claws were about to hit her face, her head and upper body suddenly fell back, and she was able to dodge her blow.

September couldn't hit a single blow, and immediately turned into a human form in the air, jumped into the air, retracted his left foot, and pointed down on the toe of his right foot, and stepped straight towards Mu Ziling, who was half-leaning up.

Mu Ziling took advantage of the strength of his body to lean back, and he propped one of his hands on the ground, rolled his body back, and then flew away from a distance with a light tap on his toes.

September's right foot pointed straight on the ground, with a loud bang, the neat ground paved with bluestone slabs and bricks, and suddenly there was a deep pit, it is conceivable that if this foot is stepped on the person's body, it is estimated that the person will become mud.

Next, September let Bai Mink and Mu Qianqing know what speed is.

Between the free transformation of the human form and the cat form, Mu Ziling didn't even touch half of Qianxue's hair, but was cut by September's claws from time to time.

September's strength completely crushed Mu Ziling, she teased Mu Ziling in a cat-and-mouse posture, cutting the hem of her clothes, cutting her arms, and even more excessively, slashing her hair and making two cuts on her face.

His hair was scattered, his face was also scratched, and blood dripped on his clothes that had been torn in many places by September, making Mu Ziling look embarrassed.

The white sable made himself many times bigger, picked up the plate of melon seeds, walked to Mu Qianqing's side, touched his arm, and asked, "Senior brother, do you eat melon seeds?"

Mu Qianqing glanced at her, then at the two people who were fighting, and shook his head: "No, thank you!" Although this situation is indeed suitable for sitting down and watching while eating melon seeds, as Mu Qingfeng's eldest disciple, sometimes it is better to pay a little attention to his mannerisms and movements, after all, this is not Mu Qingfeng, he also needs to pay attention to Mu Ziqing's movements, and also pay attention to Lu Fengye, who has not yet appeared.

The sable shrugged her shoulders and said to September: "September, what's the use of your clothes that cut her arms and hems?

She didn't think it was a big deal and added fuel to the side, but what she didn't expect was that after listening to his words, September nodded and said, "Good idea." ”

Sable thought that September felt that what she said made sense, and she was about to act next, but what she didn't expect was that September walked directly towards her, took the plate with melon seeds in her hand, pushed her shoulder, and said, "Go, it's time for me to watch." ”

The white sable was stunned on the spot, looked back at September, and asked in a daze, "Are you serious?"

September nodded seriously: "Well! very seriously." ”

Now, it was the turn of the sable to pretend to be pitiful to September with a bitter face, and she said pitifully: "How can you bear to let me go? I'm so petite and cute?"

It's a pity that September has become a fine like her, so naturally she doesn't eat her set, she even walked up to Bai Mink very much, and threw it directly at Mu Ziling with the back of her neck.

Not only was the white sable scared by her and screamed, but even Mu Ziling was startled, she suffered a loss in September, and she couldn't see the depth of the white mink, so she was even more careful in dealing with it.

Bai Mink looked at the sword that Mu Ziling stabbed at him, and roared angrily in the air: "September, I hate you. After speaking, a claw slapped on Mu Ziling's sword, making a bang.

Bai Mink fought with Mu Ziling with a depressed face, because her cultivation was much lower than that of September, so in the face of Mu Ziling, who had taken the sword, she seemed a little down.

Finally, a small pinch of hair on her shoulder was shaved off by Mu Ziling's sword.

"Ahh I'm fighting with you. The sable was furious, and made his body countless times larger, and his head was as high as the roof of the house.

She stared at a pair of angry eyes, and slapped Mu Ziling with one palm, Mu Ziling seemed to be a little unable to dodge, Mu Ziqing on the side flew over, hugged Mu Ziling, and rolled on the ground a few times, but avoided the slap of the white mink.

The sable lifted his foot and stepped on them, his eyes full of anger.