"Hehe, I don't know who Your Excellency is, you've been following you, you should have appeared for so many days, right?"

After Zhou Muqing finished speaking, he waited quietly, he knew that this person would definitely appear.

Sure enough, the young man who had been following behind walked out slowly, he should be seventeen or eighteen years old.

He was wearing a green coat, taller than Zhou Muqing, with good facial features and a handsome look.

What made Zhou Muqing pay special attention was that this person's cultivation should be very strong, and Zhou Muqing couldn't see through it at all.

The people around looked at Zhou Muqing inexplicably, and then looked at the man who walked out, and some people who recognized it suddenly looked strange and started talking.

"Hey, isn't that the Tianjiao of the Lion Sect, Han Mo, he is the closed disciple of the head of the Lion Sect!"

"That's right, I heard that he was already at the peak of the eightfold peak of the Blood Melting Realm before he came in, and his talent was extremely high, and he used to be a spiritual root at the bottom of the ground level!"

"It looks like he's looking for trouble with Zhou Muqing, hehe, the killing madman is against the Lion Sect Tianjiao, there's a good show to watch now!"

Zhou Muqing listened to the voices of discussion around him, and couldn't help but be more vigilant.

"The closed disciple of the head of the Lion Sect, is he looking for me......" Zhou Muqing remembered all the previous things, and his guess was even more firm.

Han Mo looked indifferent, walked in front of Zhou Muqing, his eyes swept coldly around, and those voices of discussion suddenly disappeared.

"Leave Wu Xuan'er!" The cold voice came, and only when Wu Xuan'er was mentioned, there was a trace of fluctuation.

Zhou Muqing secretly said that this is indeed the case, when Zhou Muqing found that someone was following him before, it was because of the cold and emotional excitement that Zhou Muqing was carelessly discovered, otherwise Zhou Muqing might not be able to find a small tail behind him until now.

And at that time, it was because Wu Xuan'er came to beat his back and rub his shoulders......

Just now, Zhou Muqing deliberately pinched Wu Xuan'er's little face, and sure enough, this cold desert fluctuated again. Zhou Muqing concluded that this stalker must be related to Wu Xuan'er.

"It's troublesome to take in a little brother...... Zhou Muqing was speechless, but since he accepted Wu Xuan'er as a "little brother", of course he, as a big brother, had to protect her.

But just ask questions.

"What is the relationship between you and Wu Xuan'er?" Zhou Muqing also asked coldly, he felt that this indifference and Wu Xuan'er had a different surname, and the two were not a family, so it should have nothing to do with it.

"Hmph, I'm her husband!" The cold and indifferent expression was extremely serious, "The future husband ......"

"Ah?!" Zhou Muqing really didn't expect this, the key is that Wu Xuan'er is too young...... Although the figure is already a little expected, how can there be relatives when they are so tender.

Could it be......

Zhou Muqing pondered for a moment and said, "Are you his fiancé?"

"It's not...... But sooner or later, yes. Why are you so verbose!Hmph, I'll give you two choices, either stay away from Wu Xuan'er, or be killed by me!" Han Mo seemed to be annoyed and angry, and said in a cold voice, "I can remind you that Wu Xuan'er is not something that cats and dogs like you can afford!"

Zhou Muqing's heart instantly rose, and his glasses gradually became a touch of blood red.

"Hmph, you have the ability, you can see the real chapter under your hands!" Zhou Muqing let out a low snort, directly took out a jade talisman and shot out.

The jade talisman rose against the storm, turned into a round shield, and spun and flew towards the desert.

Han Mo's eyes froze, and he took out a short sword, which was also rising against the storm and fighting with the round shield.

Zhou Muqing took out a mysterious weapon long sword, and with a loud shout, he rushed towards the cold desert.

The crowd scattered in the blink of an eye, leaving enough space for the two of them.

In the roar, Zhou Muqing collided with Han Mo for a few rounds, and Zhou Muqing flew out upside down while blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he was terrified in his heart.

"Melting Blood Realm Ninefold!" It was the first time that Zhou Muqing had encountered such a powerful opponent outside the family.

"This cold desert has actually reached the ninth level of the Melting Blood Realm, and this next week Mu Qing is finished, he will definitely not be able to defeat the cold desert. ”

"That's not necessarily, Zhou Muqing is a killing maniac, isn't Li Tianque the eightfold of the Melting Blood Realm that time, and he was still seriously injured and escaped!"

"That time, Wu Xuan'er of the Wu family was on the side to help, and she was also the sevenfold peak of the Blood Melting Realm, of course, she had a great chance of winning. And this time there is only Zhou Muqing alone, hehe, he will definitely die!"

......

There was a lot of discussion around, but Zhou Muqing was in no mood to pay attention to this.

Standing proudly in the cold desert, Zhou Muqing's cultivation at the sevenfold peak of the Blood Melting Realm was too weak for him, and he only used fifty percent of his strength to beat Zhou Muqing to vomit blood.

Zhou Muqing steadied his footsteps, and the blood and qi in his body surged. He mobilized all his aura and stomped on the ground, his body ejected in an instant, and at the same time took out a pitch-black bead and threw it violently towards the cold desert.

Han Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he grabbed the black bead at an extremely fast speed and threw it around.

If you want to go back the way you came, there is not enough time.

As soon as the bead was a few feet away, a deafening sound erupted, and a wave of aura hit all around, although the cold desert was affected by some of it, but it finally had no effect.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhou Muqing had already rushed to the front of the cold desert, raised his right hand, and slammed into the cold desert with a punch.

There was a look of disdain in Han Mo's eyes, and he punched out casually.

A strange light flashed in Zhou Muqing's eyes, and the Qingfeng thorn on his right hand absorbed the aura, and it skyrocketed in an instant, and the one-foot spike flashed with a ghostly light, directly submerging into the cold desert fist.

The Qingfeng thorn directly pierced Han Mo's entire left hand, and if it was not healed in time, I was afraid that the entire arm would be so useless.

However, that's not all.

Zhou Muqing frantically poured the spiritual energy in his body into the Qingfeng Thorn, and the Qingfeng Thorn flashed with a strange light, and exploded directly, and the entire left arm of the cold desert exploded.

The Blue Blade thorn walked along the exploding arm, aiming straight at the heart of the desert.

Han Mo let out a terrible roar, and his body rolled violently, away from Zhou Muqing.

His eyes were shocked, Zhou Muqing's treasures were almost everything, and they were endless.

But then he snorted angrily, tore off a piece of clothing and wrapped it briefly, and his eyes were also blood-red.

"You brought it on yourself!" said Desert with a hiss.

"This sentence is also for you!" Zhou Muqing wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth and said angrily.

"Haha, hahaha......" Han Mo laughed angrily, and directly pulled out a long stick from the storage ring, which was actually waved with one hand, and arrived in front of Zhou Muqing in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Muqing took out another long sword, which was also a mysterious weapon, and the two swords were used together to fight with the cold desert.

Although Zhou Muqing is using the Xuanqi, after all, the gap in cultivation is here, so he has always been at a disadvantage, and the gap is still widening.

Zhou Muqing stepped back a section and shot the long sword directly at the cold desert.

Han Mo was about to pursue, but he could only block with his backhand and push the long sword away.

And Zhou Muqing took advantage of this effort to take out a bronze mirror from the storage ring.

The sunlight shone on the bronze mirror, and suddenly exuded a brilliant golden yellow, and the bronze mirror suddenly more than doubled in size, and a golden light shot straight out, blasting into the desert.

"It's a mid-level mystical weapon again!" the Desert Monster screamed, dodging violently, and it took a great deal of effort to dodge.

Zhou Muqing was unforgiving, controlling the bronze mirror, and a stream of golden light shot towards the cold desert like a heavenly punishment.

The cold desert dodged back and forth in embarrassment, and his heart was aggrieved. If Zhou Muqing didn't have so many mysterious weapons, he would have been bombarded into slag by now.

And now the situation is that he is about to be blown to smithereens.

The golden yellow emitted by the bronze mirror left a pitch-black pit on the ground, and the cold indifference did not dare to imagine how serious the consequences would be if it attacked a person.

While Zhou Muqing was manipulating the bronze mirror, his own situation was not optimistic. The aura needed for this bronze mirror is very huge, and now most of Zhou Muqing's aura is gone, and the round shield in mid-air is also constantly absorbing Zhou Muqing's aura.

Zhou Muqing's attack frequency gradually slowed down, his indifferent eyes lit up suddenly, and he secretly thought that he really needed to pay a great price, and Zhou Muqing would be overwhelmed next time.

At this moment, the clouds in mid-air swelled and condensed into a whirlpool, and the sunlight was blocked by the clouds......

The bronze mirror in Zhou Muqing's hand was not illuminated by the sun, and it was slowly shrinking, and finally it had become an ordinary mirror, which could no longer be used for fighting.

Zhou Muqing was a little dumbfounded, this teleportation was really timely......

"Hahahaha...... Zhou Muqing, God really helps me! Today will definitely make you die without a place to be buried!" Han Mo laughed frantically, his expression extremely hideous.

Han Mo no longer dodged, but rushed forward, waving the long stick in his hand, and the sound of breaking the air was heard.

Zhou Muqing had no choice but to put away the bronze mirror, and also picked up the long sword again and fought with Han Mo.

Both of them are angry, and they have reached the point of not dying.

However, cultivation is still a hard wound.

Zhou Muqing was in danger after a few rounds, his aura was not enough to see, and he couldn't fight hard against the cold desert.

The aura in Zhou Muqing's body fluctuated endlessly, his qi and blood surged, and the blood gradually stained his clothes red.

But he has no way to retreat, although Han Mo is not lightly injured, but it is all an accident, and it is much better than Zhou Muqing's state, so if Zhou Muqing is not careful, he will never recover.

The people around showed a look of schadenfreude, thinking that Zhou Muqing would definitely be killed, and at the same time, they were also thinking that if they were both defeated, Zhou Muqing would be a treasure there, should they go for a piece of the pie......

Zhou Muqing didn't know what the other people around him thought, he struck Han Mo again, and a strong aura was transmitted along the long sword, and Zhou Muqing suddenly flew upside down like an offline kite, and fell heavily to the ground.

spurted out a mouthful of blood suddenly, Zhou Muqing's heart was bitter, the gap in cultivation was always too big, was he going to die here today?

"Tongtong, it seems that you can only rely on yourself in the future......" Zhou Muqing laughed miserably, even if he still had a mysterious weapon that he hadn't used, he couldn't do anything at this time, his aura was almost exhausted, and the round shield in the sky was about to be unable to support it.