At this time, the rag was no longer the state of the savage in the empty gap, the beard was shaved clean, the black hair was tied high into a bun, and the whole person had an indescribable charm.

Seeing Mu Ming punch, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he didn't care about it, and let Mu Ming punch him, as he expected, he didn't even feel the mighty iron fist.

"How dare such a weak fist be taken out and embarrassed?"

Mu Ming wasn't annoyed, just chuckled, "Really?"

As Mu Ming spoke, his fist clinging to the rag instantly became bright, the rag's face changed drastically, and he quickly stepped back, the expression on his face was uncertain, and after a long time, he spit out a breath of turbidity, and looked at Mu Ming with some caution: "I almost forgot your identity and know some mystical methods, but I can't treat you as an ordinary master of unity." However, no matter how subtle your mystical method is, you won't have a chance in the future, because I will use all my strength to defeat you. ”

Mu Ming said secretly, but he didn't think that the rag could defeat him, and when he was on the top of the snow mountain, the lord of the snow mountain, who was known as the first in the world, could not defeat himself.

Although the disciple left his life-saving hand to protect his life without a certain amount of energy that could not explode, Mu Ming did not believe that he was really dying, and this latter hand would be indifferent.

Mu Ming even hoped that the rag could be a little stronger, because with the immortal substance, it was not easy for him to make himself almost dead.

Therefore, Mu Ming had no fear, and said lightly: "I'm afraid that if you try your best, you won't be able to hurt me in the slightest, and it will be you who will be embarrassed at that time." ”

As soon as the rag argued with Wuyue, he was squeezed by Mu Ming's words, and he was already angry to the extreme. The spiritual power of the whole body was booming, and he was about to teach Mu Ming how to behave, but a figure stood between the two.

Who is it if it's not Wuyue?

"Sannuan, you get out of the way. ”

The delicate-faced woman shook her head and refused to let in. The rag had to provoke Mu Ming's words.

"Boy, is your strength in getting behind a woman? It's a man, let's face to face, whoever falls first is the grandson. ”

In Mu Ming's opinion, this excitement is not nutritious, Mu Ming is not even angry at all, but a little dark, not to mention, protected by Wuyue, he is still a little dark.

So he said nonchalantly: "Hiding behind Wuyue, I feel still."

Not bad!"

"You ......" rag didn't expect Mu Ming to be so faceless and skinless.

Even Wu Yue glanced back at Mu Ming in surprise, as if she wanted to make sure if she had recognized the wrong person.

In fact, maybe Mu Ming didn't notice that after chatting with the magician, his mood had gradually changed.

The magician is right, people live in the world, should live their own first, only by living well, can be qualified to think about other people's affairs, he used to always care about other people's eyes, and try to dress himself up as others like, but everyone's requirements are different, he is very tired, so that when he hides on the top of the sky, his heart is still secretly happy.

"Senior Brother Rag, sir, he is just a unity realm, you use the realm to suppress people, is it considered a man?" Wu Yue hurriedly glanced at Mu Ming, and then looked at the rag again.

The rag looked at Wuyue deeply, and gradually looked at Wuyue a little embarrassed, don't look over, and muttered: "I'm just worried that the matter will spread in the future, and it will not be good for my senior brother's reputation." ”

"Really, I don't think you're favoring him? Even if it is suppressed to the realm of unity, I will also beat him with his head and running away. ”

After that, the rag hand pinched the complex handprint, and the spiritual power fluctuations all over his body were gradually suppressed to the unity realm, and when everything was completed, he looked at Wuyue again: "Can you let it go now?"

Wu Yue wanted to say something more, opened her mouth, but finally did not speak, staggered her body, and let the two men face each other.

The rag walked past Wu Yue and paused slightly: "Don't worry, I will only teach him a lesson, and I won't kill him." ”

For some reason, hearing this, Wu Yue felt a sense of relief in her heart for no reason, maybe she herself noticed that between the two men, she asked Mu Ming for more.

The rag walked up to Mu Ming: "Boy, are you ready to die?"

Mu Ming smiled faintly and said, "General rag, you are so confident, why don't you add some color?"

Rag's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "Oh? ”

"If I win, you let me take Wuyue, and if I lose, I will stay with you?"

The rag was directly angry: "You kid is so shameless, Lao Tzu needs you to stay as a companion?"

Mu Ming said nonchalantly: "The mountains are lonely, one more person, it will always be more lively." ”

Then Mu Ming's face gradually became serious: "Besides, I don't think I'll lose." ”

The rag also became serious: "It's useless to just talk with your mouth, let's see the real chapter under your hands." ”

"Okay!" As he spoke, Mu Ming summoned the fantasy thing, and the figure holding Xiao Ding suddenly appeared above his head.

Rag looked at his person and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity: "Boy, why is your visualization so strange?"

Mu Ming grinned: "I haven't seen it, and there are some you haven't seen." ”

After speaking, Mu Ming shouted lightly: "Martial God Change!" I saw that his fingers changed rapidly, constantly intertwined, and gradually burst out with dazzling light, and the figure above his head gradually changed, constantly submerged into Mu Ming's body, Mu Ming's figure continued to rise, and when all the phantoms were submerged into Mu Ming's body, Mu Ming's body suddenly grew around, and the spiritual power fluctuations in his body also skyrocketed a few points.

The rag quietly watched Mu Ming's changes, his face was strange, and after a long time, he spoke: "Martial God Change?

I saw that the rag was also like Mu Ming, summoning a visualization thing, which was a strange beast that Mu Ming had never seen, and then he pinched the same trick as Mu Ming, and his body suddenly rose a few points. After doing all this, the rag glanced at Mu Ming proudly, as if to say, Lao Tzu has not only seen it, but also used it.

Mu Ming pointed to the rag and said with a shocked face: "Oh, you secretly learn my exercises." ”

The old rag blushed and scolded back: "Fart, this is what Lao Tzu's ancestor taught me." ”

Master Mu Ming suddenly thought of this man's other identity, a native of the Snow Mountain Gate.

The Lord of the Snow Mountain once said that his master is his own disciple, so as the sixth disciple of the Snow Mountain, who is the master of the rag, it goes without saying, he is also his own disciple.

Thinking of this, the sense of superiority in Mu Ming's heart spontaneously arose, and he immediately laughed and said, "Your ancestor was also taught by me." ”

The rag was stunned for a moment, and instantly remembered the relationship between himself and Mu Ming that he didn't want to admit, and immediately his old face darkened: "Do you still fight?" ”

Mu Ming would not let go of such a good opportunity to talk about it, and immediately chuckled: "Don't worry, apprentice, Master Zu will come to point you out." ”

was poked by Mu Ming in an instant, the rag's face was dark, and he didn't say a word, but what he thought in his heart was that he would be beaten more severely later, anyway, he promised Wuyue, as long as he didn't beat him to death.