"Uncle, you have to make the decision for me! That kid is not human!"

"Oh! Pity my son! He worked for his uncle, and he was beaten! And he was beaten so badly! If my father and mother had a spirit in heaven, they would have to cry like a tearful person!"

Song Fatzi's mother and son were kneeling in the main hall of the three-star road at this time, crying, and the head of the three-star road, the three-star daoist, was sitting above and looking at his sister and nephew who were about to cry pigs.

I thought it was just a little minion and could be solved casually, but I didn't expect to hurt my nephew. But if the Northern Xuan Sect had such a strong disciple, why didn't they find it the last time they went?

Just as the three-star Taoist was thinking, Song Fatzi's mother saw that her brother had no reaction, put away the pitiful posture just now, stood up and pinched her waist with both hands and said: "Song Laosan......! I...... I'm not done with you!"

As he spoke, he grabbed a teapot on the tea table next to him and slammed it on the ground, the tea splashed on the ground, and the three-star Taoist came back to his senses, looking at the teapot that was worse than Zhao Si and his father on the ground, and his face suddenly showed a distressed expression, it was the three-color pot he spent a thousand taels to buy!

But looking at his sister's attitude, he didn't dare to speak much, stood up, and shouted: "He dared to hurt my most distressed nephew...... and the teapot, then kill him once, order all the people and horses, and go to the Northern Xuan Sect again!"

The distance between the Northern Xuan Sect and the Sanxing Dao is not far, and at about dusk, the Sanxing Dao people came to the gate of the Beixuan Sect with four or five elders and many disciples.

And at this time, there is a huge wooden pole standing in front of the door of the Beixuan faction, the wooden pole is ten meters high, and there is a person hanging on the top of the wooden pole, it is Ge Bu, at this time Ge Bu has lost his previous momentum, and his whole body has been stripped of a fine and hung on the wooden pole, and there is a rope tied to Ding Ding, and at the lower end of the rope is a boulder estimated to be a hundred catties. After a day of exposure, with the addition of boulders, now Gebu has no air in and out.

According to the statement of our head of the pastor, this is called the Qiankun Invincible Supreme Emperor Gong, after practice, the prostitution and the gun are not falling, and the power is boundless, but if you can't practice, then ......

And our head of Mu Da was sitting in front of the gate, and behind him stood Du Yuanwu and Wan Shuliang, who seemed to have expected the return of the three-star Daoist, so he had been waiting here early. When Ge Bu saw the three-star Taoist coming, a smile bloomed on his already pale face, and his eyes flashed as if he had seen God.

"Save ...... I save ...... Save...... Ah......h

Ge Bu's voice was completely hoarse, and he tried his best to call out for help, but because he wanted to shout for help, his body shook slightly a few times, and then, the boulder under him also shook a few times at will, but it was just a few random clicks, Ge Bu fainted directly.

Whether it is a three-star Daoist or a three-star Dao elder disciple, when they see this scene, they are all chrysanthemums tight, and their eggs are cold! This method has no humanity at all! Preferential treatment of prisoners! Don't you understand preferential treatment of prisoners!

"Samsung veteran, this seat has prepared the next wooden pole for you, do you go up by yourself, or will this seat send you?"

Mu Yun doesn't talk nonsense, after all, the other party destroyed the door first, and none of the elders of the Beixuan faction were spared, talking to him about moral integrity is simply a waste of time, plus he is one of the tasks released by the system, if you don't kill him, you won't get contribution points.

The three-star Daoist said with a gloomy face: "Whoever goes to destroy this thief for the poor Dao will be rewarded when he goes back!"

After all, the three-star Taoist is the first master of Yuanhu Mountain, and the other party is just a little doll in the body forging realm, if he shoots directly, I am afraid that he will lose his identity, and the most important thing is that according to Song Fatzi's words, he will be defeated with just one move, which is something that the three-star Taoist can't do, so he also plans to use the elders to test the water.

As soon as the words fell, an elder who was also a Taoist priest walked out from behind the three-star Taoist, this person was about thirty years old, with a broad face and long eyebrows, and he had a bit of the face of a Taoist master, and he didn't know how many times better looking than the three-star Taoist with a triangular goatee.

"Senior brother in charge, why do you need such a thief to take action, Poor Dao will take care of him!" the man said.

The three-star Taoist nodded with a smile and said, "Senior Brother He made a move, I am naturally relieved!"

Du Yuanwu slowly approached Mu Yun's side, and said in a low voice: "This Taoist priest's name is He Qizheng, the same junior disciple of the three-star Taoist, and his cultivation should be around the eightfold in the Washing Pulse Realm, which is only stronger than the Song Fat Man!"

Mu Yun nodded, and did not speak, after using the experience talisman of the system, Mu Yun's cultivation was stable in the sevenfold realm of the Washing Vein, but he still had the first six palms of the peerless martial arts dragon descending eighteen palms given by the system, thinking that he should be able to fight with He Qizheng, and Mu Yun also had a divine power talisman and a divine speed talisman that were not used, if he couldn't beat it, he could also crush the talisman in an instant and complete the counter-kill.

He Qizheng glanced at Mu Yun, and he knew that Mu Yun was not the cultivation of the forging body realm as others said, if it was really the forging body realm, He Qizheng didn't need to make a move at all, he could be defeated by using his momentum.

"Little doll, I think you must have had some opportunity to raise your cultivation to the Pulse Cleansing Realm, but do you think that you can do whatever you want if you are promoted to the Pulse Washing Realm?

"That's a lot of!" Mu Yun responded.

"Humph!

He Qizheng had no intention of fighting between words and tongues, pulled out the long sword in his hand, and pulled a sword flower in front of him, Zhenyuan slowly gathered on the sword body, and as soon as he made a move, it was a three-star Dao sword move, and he planned to defeat Mu Yun in one move, so that he could show his face in front of the senior brother and all the disciples.

"Three Star Seven Swords!"

The long sword in He Qi's hand flipped and stabbed in the air, and seven sword qi shot out in a straight line.

"You are still a Samsung flagship! You take my trick Huawei is awesome!"

Although he shouted that Huawei was awesome, he actually used the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, because Mu Yun had only used this kind of martial art so far, and it was still a remnant.

The seven sword qi were originally lined up in the air, but just as they were about to approach Mu Yun, they changed suddenly, and the seven sword qi circled together, forming a sword pillar and shooting towards Mu Yun. Mu Yun had no intention of dodging, Zhenyuan quickly ran to the palm of his hand, and Kang Long regretted with a trace of dragon groan, and circled the sword pillar hard.

"Tom!"

The eighteen palms of the dragon descending are the palm techniques of the most rigid and yang, and the strong palm power instantly scattered the spiral sword pillar, and the rest of the palm power continued to slap towards He Qizheng, and at this time, Mu Yun was not idle, his body turned to the left, and the other hand slapped a palm again.

And the three-star Dao disciples who were watching the battle didn't expect that the sword moves of the three-star Dao would be broken so easily, He Qizheng was an elder who was second only to the head of the sect, even if the three-star Dao people wanted to crack this move "Three Star Seven Swords", they would not be so lightly understated.

"What was that palm he just called?" A three-star Dao disciple asked.

A disciple next to him shook his head and said guessingly, "Who is Warwick?"

And He Qizheng in the field didn't have time to think about this, seeing the palm force rushing towards him, the long sword in his hand hovered rapidly, and the moment the residual palm power met the long sword, it was shattered, and the long sword was also vibrated by the palm force and made a "boom" sound.

But he resisted one palm, and the other palm also came to him. He Qizheng didn't have time to defend at all, so he could only put the long sword directly in front of him, barely blocking this palm, and under the full palm power bombardment, he directly retreated more than ten steps, and barely used the long sword to insert it into the soil, and then stopped.

"What the hell is this?"

The eyes of the three-star Daoist in the audience flashed with a scorching light, in fact, the Extinction Long Dao Sect and the Northern Xuan Sect are not just to expand their territory, what is the use of a broken mountain, the most important thing is martial arts and exercises, but these two sects are too disappointing for the three-star Daoist, and the palm technique performed by Mu Yun in front of him is exactly what he wants.

"I'm here!"

He Qizheng took Mu Yun's palm hard, and before he could come back to his senses, Mu Yun's voice suddenly appeared in front of him, and the strong palm power reached the front again, He Qi was on the side of his body, trying to dodge, but he found that on his left side, the same terrible palm power was waiting for him.

This move is the fifth palm of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending "Don't use the hidden dragon", which is a kind of attack from the left and right, so that people have nowhere to avoid it, and it is all in their own control.

"Boom!"

He Qizheng was directly blown away, and he didn't expect that Mu Yun would be so simply beaten in the face, just now he called someone a little doll, and he wanted to let people see what kind of strength he had, and now he was blown out. And the three-star Dao elder who watched the battle from the sidelines was even more surprised, in fact, no one had ever looked at Mu Yun at the beginning, Song Fatzi was the nephew of the three-star Dao people, and he became an elder by relying on his relationship, and he was also the weaker one among the many elders, I thought it was just Song Fatzi's strength, but I didn't expect this Mu Yun's combat power to be so strong.

At this time, He Qi was hanging on a big tree outside the gate of the Northern Xuan Sect, the long sword was inserted on the ground not far away, and his hands and feet were in a strange shape, obviously Mu Yun's palm was very powerful, breaking his hands and feet.

Mu Yun stepped forward, pulled out the long sword stuck in the ground, and pointed at He Qizheng.

"Stop!"

The three-star Daoist shouted, and his body quickly rushed out like a ghost, and just as Mu Yun's long sword was about to stab He Qizheng's chest, who couldn't move at all, his two fingers suddenly clamped the tip of the sword.

"Mu Zhangmen!" "The title of the three-star Taoist has changed from a thief to a Mu Zhangmen.

"My three-star Dao can no longer embarrass the Northern Xuan Sect, and I can also protect your Northern Xuan Sect from being harassed by other sects, and I can also provide cultivation resources to the Northern Xuan Sect, but it's just ......"

Mu Yun looked at the three-star Taoist with a harmless expression and asked, "It's just?"

"It's just that you need to give me the awesome palm trick you just cast!" said the three-star Taoist.

From the point of view of the three-star Taoist people, this is definitely a cost-effective business, after all, if the Northern Xuan Sect is destroyed, it is useless for you to keep the cheats, it is better to call him out, and you can also protect the Northern Xuan Sect, after all, the husband is not guilty of his crimes.

Mu Yun smiled indifferently and said, "Put NM's dog stinky fart!"

The long sword in his hand swirled, picked out the two fingers that clamped the tip of the sword, and stabbed directly into the choked throat of the three-star Taoist.