"Jun Mario!" Qin Hao's voice fell. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The black wind hat suddenly cracked from the room, revealing the cold, cold, pale face below, Jun Ma Lu suddenly opened his dark pupils, and there seemed to be endless cold in his eyes, and the whole person was like a white bone sword, and the sharp sword qi pierced people's eyes.

"Sect Master!"

The wind hat fell to the ground and was trampled under his feet, his eyes were fixed on Qin Hao's majestic back, and there was nothing else in his eyes.

"Ring 13, try the sword!"

Yes, try

Sword or arrow, which is better?

This is also the first time that Jun Malu has tried his sword after he has become a swordsman.

"Yes, Sect Master."

Jun Malu's words are never many, he is like the most loyal blade in Qin Hao's hand, concise and straight to the point.

“。。。。。 Very dangerous breath. ”

Bing Chi Lao'er, as well as several True Inheritance disciples behind him, their pupils shrank in unison, and they looked at Jun Malu, as if a sharp blade cut through the skin.

The edge is too strong, as if it is on the back, and it can't make people perceive the threat.

Of course, the most shocking thing was Mu Meizhi, she was not like Bing Chi Lao'er or the dead Feng Ziyu, who had strong intentions and hostility towards Qingyun Sect a long time ago.

Her hostility towards the Qingyun Sect came very suddenly, and it was still very short, so that many of her understanding of the Qingyun Sect was still in the era of Bai Wuji, so although Jun Malu and Zhang Lang were not completely blank here in Mu Meizhi, they were almost inseparable.

So, at this moment, after she felt the powerful aura emanating from Zhang Lang and Jun Malu, she suddenly felt a touch of shock from the bottom of her heart.

She began to feel uneasy.

"Can you really carve up the Qingyun Sect smoothly with the Liufeng Sect? Will Mu Yi and Mu Shang be the opponents of these two? Is Qingyun Sect really just a soft persimmon? ”

Mu Meizhi bit her lip vigorously, she turned her head to take a look, and she was indifferent from beginning to end like a piece of cold "Feng Ziyu", swallowing the words back into her mouth.

Turning her head, her eyes stared straight at the ring.

"This sect, to solve the Wood Trace Valley, the Ice Red Sect Master, you also need to use some real strength, on the body of the Liufeng Gate." Qin Hao looked at Bing Chi Lao'er with deep meaning, and killed the secret cloth in his eyes: "At this moment, I still want to work hard, save my strength, and be the last fisherman, don't blame this sect for turning his face and not recognizing people." ”

Listening to Qin Haosen's cold threatening words, several True Inheritance disciples behind Bing Chi Lao'er showed indignant expressions on their faces.

"Qin Hao, you dare to threaten our sect master?"

Chi Yan's temper was the most hot, he immediately shouted angrily, and actually called the name of the head of a sect.

"Shut up!"

Bing Chi Lao'er's face changed, and he reprimanded, then looked at Qin Hao and apologized: "The disciples are not sensible, and I hope that Sect Master Qin will not blame." ”

"This sect does not pay attention to false etiquette, but only looks at real benefits." Qin Hao coldly retracted his gaze.

"The old man doesn't quite understand what Sect Master Qin means, in such a short period of half a day, more than 200 people have died under this sect, and the number of people who died is more than three times that of your sect, how can it be said that this sect has not contributed?" Bing Chi Lao'er stroked his beard and said very seriously: "If there is no sect to contain the Liufeng Gate here, I'm afraid, where can Sect Master Qin concentrate on dealing with the Wood Trace Valley?" ”

Bing Chi Lao'er didn't have any handle in his words, Qin Hao didn't say anything more, the smile on Bing Chi Lao'er's face retracted, although he still couldn't figure out what went wrong, but he was sure that something must have gone wrong.

The feeling of uneasiness in his heart made him change his mind immediately, even if he directly hated Qin Hao at this time, he could no longer follow this disrupted rhythm.

"This old fox is vigilant, has he noticed something?" Qin Hao sneered in his heart, "If you want to preserve your strength, unless you lift the stage now, otherwise, everything is up to you." ”

"However, this sect expects that you old thing doesn't have the guts." Qin Hao licked his lips, and a strange sound came out of his mouth, "hiss" like the hiss of a snake.

"Boom!"

The big snake pill disguised as Feng Ziyu laughed a few times, his arm was gently raised, and the poisonous snake on his shoulder was wrapped around his arm, and his other finger gently rubbed the cold snake skin, and his body quietly exuded a cold and evil aura.

Du Ziteng's eyes showed a fanatical look, and he whispered something to the two elders of the Liufeng Gate next to him.

The faces of the two elders of the Liufeng Gate changed greatly, as if they had heard something incredible, and their breathing suddenly became rapid, and then, after two seconds, they saw "Feng Ziyu" turn his head, grin at them, and nodded, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Ring 14.

Clusters of black flames, like black lotus flowers splashing on the ring, flowed strangely like some kind of liquid, exuding a cold and cold aura.

In the ring stained red by blood, black fires seemed to shoot out of the void, intertwining back and forth, making the bloody ring more of a taste of death.

Mu Xiang's face was heavy, and the eerie flames in the air gave her a dull sense of depression, and she could clearly smell the burning breath that permeated her surroundings.

If you are not careful, you will be burned to ashes, just like so many people who died at their own hands before, no, maybe even worse.

"Wood marks, fire dance, green streams, soaring green."

She plucked the bowstring at a rapid pace, and the spiritual energy of wood and fire surged all over her body, and a touch of emerald green wood grain floated on the surface of her body.

Then a red flame danced at her feet, shattering the black fire on the ground.

She held the bow with her wrist and turned slightly, and the entire bow rotated wildly, like a fan shadow, and the fingertips of Mu Shang, green brilliance, were shot out by the bowstring like a stream.

It is overwhelming, like a green bud that blooms suddenly, beautiful and deadly.

"One move and four types of psionic skills, all in one go, without any mud and water, perfectly superimposed... Very good. Mu Meizhi's eyes lit up and she exclaimed.

People who don't know may think so, but Qin Hao knows that this is Mu Meizhi cheering herself up, and she has no bottom in her heart at this time.

In other words, she was scared.

"It's beautiful, like a woman's clothes." Qin Hao summarized lightly: "Flashy and unrealistic. ”

"The Curse of the Earth!"

Zhang Lang stared at a green light in front of him, as if looking at a forest destined to be burned, he let out a sound, and in the next breath, the cold aura on his body exploded tenfold.

The black flames around him were "puffed" in an instant, swaying and dancing wildly, and Zhang Lang himself was like a monster in the black flames.