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"Mu Qingcheng, there are two hits, it is worthy of being the first in the outer gate, but my attack will not be so easy to deal with next, you have to be careful." Feng Qingyang smiled, not at all unhappy that the fake body was broken.

"Quarrel with you-come up if you have the ability, Lao Tzu will beat you all over the ground looking for teeth-" Mu Chengcheng loses people and does not lose the battle, he never admits defeat. Who wouldn't say it! I rub ~~

Feng Qingyang smiled, his body stepped forward, and pointed at Mu Qingcheng's waist with the handle of the fan he had gathered in his hand.

"Super--do you compare moves-" Mu Qingcheng put his fingers together, used Yuan Li to use the martial arts of mortals (Junzi Sword Technique), swept out, and blocked the handle of the fan that was pointed towards his waist.

"Hehe, Lao Tzu was a martial artist who cultivated martial arts before cultivating immortals, and in terms of moves, he was much stronger than you monks who simply cultivated immortals, I rub~ I dare to fight with Lao Tzu." Mu Qingcheng saw Feng Qingyang's surprised look and said arrogantly.

"I see, you used to be a martial artist in the mortal realm." Feng Qingyang nodded, he was born in the monk world, and he has practiced immortal cultivation since he was a child, and martial arts are just his interest.

"Mu Tingcheng, if you don't die today, I will definitely ask you for more martial arts in the future." After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he withdrew and retreated, he didn't use martial arts anymore, he used the monk's spell instead.

"I want to run-" Mu Qingcheng burst out and strode to catch up. Raise your fists, bang bang~~ and hit the wind Qingyang, hitting the opponent's defensive magic weapon, making a dull sound.

Mu Qingcheng instantly threw dozens of punches, and the defensive magic weapon with a clear wind did not move at all.

"Rub~ This is a magic weapon-level defensive magic weapon." Mu Chengcheng saw that this guy really had goods on him, and he turned out to be another magic weapon-level thing. He didn't want to think about it, he himself also had several magic weapon-level things.

"Seventeen Sword Crates—"

Mu Tingcheng punched violently, and at the same time shouted loudly in his mouth. Rub~ If you miss such a good opportunity to get close, I don't know if there will be any next time.

簌簌簌~~

A burst of light flashed on Mu Qingcheng's wrist, and a series of seventeen small flying swords flew out of his wrist, constantly shooting towards the wind-clear defensive magic weapon.

Ding Ding Ding Ding~~ The small sword stabbed on the defensive magic weapon, making a crisp impact sound, like the symphony of gold and iron.

Feng Qingyang was also taken aback, this kid actually hid such a powerful means, if he hadn't sacrificed the defensive magic weapon earlier, he would have been put out of these things by this kid closely, and he would have been dressed into a hornet's nest at this moment.

Secretly wiped a cold sweat, the wind was clear and did not dare to be careless, who knows what insidious means this kid is hiding in secret, he is scheming, he never fights uncertain battles, this time he dares to fight with himself, he must have a means to deal with it.

The wind is clear, and he doesn't dare to slack off.

"Wipe - break the anti-killer and give it to Lao Tzu." Mu Qingcheng shouted, and with a thought, he took out the Jade Peak from the NPC space. Jade Peak does not have too many changes like other magic weapons, it only has the function of becoming bigger and smaller, when it is small, the prohibition of refining will gather its weight, making it as light as a stone. When it is big, the prohibition is gradually loosened, releasing its weight, rolling everything, and breaking all the laws. It is the so-called one force to ten meetings.

Urging the jade peak to rise to the size of a grinding plate, Mu Qingcheng grabbed it with both hands and smashed it towards the wind-clear defensive magic weapon.

Bang -

There was a dull loud bang that shook the hearts of all the disciples who were watching.

"Okay - the boss smashed him into a meatloaf." "The boss is mighty."

"Rub~ Boss, smash out the majesty of our outer door!" "Boss, smash his head—"

These disciples have been following Mu Qingcheng for a long time, and all of them are also contaminated with a trace of ruffianism, all of them have a seed of violence in their hearts, every time they are fighting and fighting ruthlessly, the seeds of violence in their hearts begin to sprout, and they are all like chicken blood, extremely excited.

"What a magic weapon!" Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice, when he first saw Mu Tingcheng, he had already understood the power of this magic weapon, but at that time, Mu Qingcheng's cultivation was not high, and he was not urging with all his strength, so he easily used the magic weapon to resist.

Feng Qingyang took advantage of the time that the magic weapon had gained, reacted, and hurriedly pulled back. You can't fight with Mu Qingcheng in close combat, this kid's ability to fight in close combat is too strong! His magic weapons, his exercises, and his ferocious personality seem to exist specifically for his close combat.

"Rub~ I finally caught the opportunity to get close, where is it so easy to run. It can't be kept any longer. "Mu Tingcheng knows that he can't keep it anymore, (the Eight Gates Suppression Method) It's time to use it, otherwise everyone will run away.

"(Eight Gates of Suppression)--Sixteen Gates of Life and Death Array-"

Mu Qingcheng roared, and the whole person was like a mad demon, rushing up and attacking frantically against the wind and clear defensive magic weapon. Seventeen small swords are also constantly cooperating with the impact.

Mu Qingcheng punched out, smashed on the defensive air cover, and suddenly shot out sixteen black and white rays of light from his fist, and the light rose in the wind, expanding into sixteen light gates the size of black and white faces in the front and back, besieging Feng Qingyang and the defensive magic weapon. Mu Chengcheng was bombarded on the defensive air shield by a sixteen-fold increase in strength, causing the air shield to shake slightly.

Super - cool! If you ascend to the higher gates, twenty-four, thirty-two, and forty gates...... Hahaha, the power has been increased dozens of times, and with one punch, it is really unstoppable. Especially after the Meteor Fist is upgraded, doubling it is increasing the power of a thousand or even ten thousand meteors, and Nima and True Immortals can all explode.

Super - this kind of strong physical strength is really cool, the hearty feeling of punching out and punching to the flesh is really inextricable! This is also the reason why Mu Qingcheng likes to attack in close quarters. It's a lot more down-to-earth than the unreal sense of distance of a spell attack.

"What is this?"

"Senior brother, do you know what kind of exercises this Mu Qingcheng is playing?" "I feel like a formation."

The inner disciples who watched were all stunned, and the pro-disciple who was high in their eyes was actually being pressed and beaten by this Mu Chengcheng, and now they seemed to be at a disadvantage.

"Hey, Brother Pei, do you know what kind of powerful exercises the boss is playing?" A disciple of Mu Qingcheng from the outer gate asked Liu Peidao.

"Rub~ This is not the method of the eight golden lights that the boss used last time! Ni Mei! If the boss changes color, you won't recognize it! Go back and reduce your boy's quest quota for this month. Liu Peigou said in a smug manner, he and Wang Tian and the others, because they were relatively close to Mu Qingcheng, are now all bulls. It's much more beautiful than before.

"Don't, Brother Pei......"

……

"This kid actually played a formation!" On the referee's seat, the elders were also amazed.

"The wind is clear, you admit defeat! You can't escape. Mu Tingcheng persuaded, wipe ~ If you can't escape, you should admit defeat obediently! Don't waste Lao Tzu's Yuan Zi!

"Mu Qingcheng, the winner has not yet been decided in the end, it is too early to say anything." Feng Qingyang refused to admit defeat.

"Rely on~ life and death array-sleepy-" Mu Qingcheng ate a cold nail, and simply stopped talking nonsense with him, rubbing, Nima! Lao Tzu cleaned you up directly! Waste Lao Tzu's saliva.

Feng Qingyang couldn't escape from this formation, and he regretted it in his heart, he really shouldn't let this kid get close! It's a pity that it's too late.

Mu Qingcheng sacrificed the jade peak to hang on it, and Feng Qingyang shouted coldly: "Feng Qingyang, your turtle shell is indeed hard, if you don't admit defeat, Lao Tzu will directly crush you to pieces." ”

Feng Qingyang looked at the heavy Jade Peak, struggled inwardly, and finally said helplessly: "I admit defeat—"

"Nima, it's not good to admit defeat early, it's a waste of Lao Tzu's Yuan Force." Mu Qingcheng scolded and withdrew the magic weapon, and withdrew the formation, such a good opportunity to trap Feng Qingyang, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many people and it was not easy to start, he really had the intention of forcibly subduing Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang took out a 'Spring Mountain Fan' and released the green twisted sword trapped in the fan.

The green twisted sword flew back to Mu Tingcheng's side, and Mu Tingcheng comforted: "Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, he trapped you, and Lao Tzu also helped you trap him once, and it was flattened." ”

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