Otherwise, he is a martial artist, why would he bend down to teach Qingqi a little kid prince, doesn't he just want to use Qingqi's national strength to find more genius treasures for himself and help him break through?

Now that I finally saw that strange treasure, there was hope for a breakthrough, but it was blocked again and again, and it attracted a new advanced martial artist, which made things even more tricky.

This made Hei Choumu really hesitate a little, when he forcibly advanced to Wuzun, his body was buried with great hidden dangers.

At first, the sequelae were not clear, but now it has become more and more obvious, his whole body has shown the shape of dead bark, if he really can't find a solution, within ten years, he will become a dry corpse, and his life will be cut off.

He is bound to get this strange treasure, and if he gets the strange treasure, he may be able to break through the bottleneck, and the longevity has increased.

But now that he is in physical condition, he knows that if he really fights against Chu Tianmu, it is estimated that it will be a lose-lose ending, and the other party still has a few martial arts sects, which is also a threat.

Thinking of this, Hei Choumu's eyes were dark, and he planned to bother to speak again, if it was a good idea, as long as he coaxed this Chu Tianmu, the rest would not be a matter.

Raising his head, he barely squeezed out a wrinkled smile with his dead bark face, which was almost ossified, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Chu Tianmu's calm voice sound: "If you want to fight, you will fight, there is too much nonsense--"

Suddenly, a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Thinking about it, he has never been slapped in the face like this since he entered the WTO, and he has always been a high-ranking person, where can he bear such grievances.

Without further ado, he slowly pulled out a strange weapon from his waist.

This weapon, at first glance, looks like a sword, but the sword is pierced with two rows of symmetrical holes, and with a wave of the hand, the wind blows through those small holes, making a whining sound.

Chu Tianmu pushed Xiling Lan out a few zhang away, glanced at Yuan Xuan, and after seeing Yuan Xuan, Qi Ziyuan and Jia Shan quickly protected Xiling Lan behind them, and relaxed slightly.

touched the gun in his hand, and without saying a word, a shot provoked the yellow sand in the sky and attacked the black ugly wood.

The sword in the black ugly wood's hand was a little on the tip of the soul devouring spear, his body flew up lightly, twisted his waist in the air, swung the sword, and the sharp sword momentum was mixed with the whining wind, slashing towards the Xiling Lan people who were retreating to the side to watch the battle.

Seeing this, Chu Tianmu frowned, lowered his waist and turned around, and the soul devouring spear in his hand stabbed at the back of the black ugly wood with supreme might.

The black ugly wood is a quick battle, kill Xiling Lan first, grab the treasure and then run away, so the illusory sword, the target is directly at Xiling Blue.

Qi Ziyuan and Yuan Xuan, Jia Shancai didn't go far with Xiling Lan, they felt the sword qi behind their heads, and glanced at each other, Yuan Xuan and Qi Ziyuan pushed Xiling Lan to Jia Shan.

Both of them snatched out, their swords and folding fans unsheathed, trying to fend off the sword.

Jia Shan used his internal strength, the Buddha beads on his wrist lit up, and the golden protective cover steadily covered him, Xiling Lan, Qi Ziyuan, and Yuan Xuan.

The folding fan in Qi Ziyuan's hand quickly became larger, injecting all the internal strength into the folding fan, and then with the power of turning, he threw the folding fan out, blocking the sword qi.

"Snort--" A few sounds, and in an instant, the sword qi split Qi Ziyuan's folding fan that turned into a shield into pieces and landed on the yellow sand.

Qi Ziyuan's chest shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At the same time, Yuan Xuan, who drew his sword, was slightly better, at least the sword in his hand was not broken, but his face was also pale, and he was knocked out several feet away, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

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