Chu Mu's footwork was a little different from Duan Yu's.

When he stepped out, it was like stepping on a lotus flower, and the combination of the advantages of Hefei Nine Heavens and Ling Bo's micro-step between the transformation of his body method was elegant, and those disciples couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

As soon as Chu Mu made a move, his arm shook and his five fingers were grasped, and bursts of fierce air flowed around his body, and the Northern Darkness True Qi in the seventy acupoints quickly poured into the iron fist, emitting a light red and light blue intersecting color.

Chu Mu slashed his hand, and suddenly there was a thunderclap on the ground!

The extreme power shook the hair of the enemy in front of him and exploded.

Lightning strikes!

Chu Mu grinned, a tyrannical look flashed in his eyes, and the lightning slashed straight towards the neck of the enemy in front of him.

The strength in his hand suddenly came out, and the neck of this Star Sect disciple immediately felt as if it had been slashed by a blunt axe, and the neck bone broke with a click.

The skull tilted to the side at an extremely curved angle, and the whiteness of its eyes fell to the ground, and blood gushed out of its mouth.

"My mother!"

The horse-faced young man who was excitedly watching the play on the second floor turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, resisted the desire to vomit, and looked at Chu Mu in horror as he leaped into the crowd to harvest his life.

"This is a killing god!"

After Chu Mu entered the crowd, he was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and his hands were vicious without leaving a trace of his back hand, and in an instant, a large corpse fell on the ground.

There is a lack of true spirits in the nine-story soul tower!

"Children are looking for death!"

Ding Chunqiu saw that the cannon fodder of his disciples was not three out of ten in the blink of an eye, and roared angrily.

With the strength of his feet, he stepped on the sedan chair under him, pulled his body into the air, and struck out two palms with a bang, and the strong wind attacked Chu Mu.

Before the wind reached his body, Chu Mu smelled a foul smell like a dead fish.

He knew that Ding Chunqiu's palm was poisonous, so he hurriedly avoided his edge and did not dare to face the enemy head-on.

Chu Mu's footsteps changed, and he stepped on a few hexagrams, which was able to avoid Ding Chunqiu's palm wind.

Ding Chunqiu didn't pursue either, staring at Chu Mu and the others with a cloudy face.

Blocking the little beggar who was already trembling in fright, Duan Yu panted and stepped on Ling Bo to turn back to Chu Mu's side and asked, "Third brother, what should we do now?" ”

Chu Mu said helplessly: "Second brother, why didn't you think about this problem first when you rushed down just now?" ”

Duan Yu scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Things were dangerous just now, everything is in a hurry, it's too late to think about it." ”

At this time, the little beggar finally woke up from his fear, and cried out, "Daddy! Dad! Where are you going? ”

Shouting, he struggled forward and tried to run to the middle-aged beggar.

Chu Mu grabbed the little beggar by the neck, pulled him over rudely, and said fiercely: "Stay well, don't look for death!" ”

The little beggar kept struggling, "You let go of me!" Let go of me and let me go to my daddy! ”

Seeing that he couldn't struggle no matter what, the little beggar stared at Chu Mu viciously, grabbed Chu Mu's arm, and bit it when he opened his mouth!

"Heh, the little cub is quite ruthless! I like it! ”

Chu Mu smiled, and simply slashed his palm on the neck of the grinning little beggar.

The little beggar's eyes turned white and he fainted.

Throw the fainted little beggar behind him, saving him from running around and looking for death.

Chu Mu stared at Ding Chunqiu fiercely, thinking wildly in his mind.

"Damn, Ding Chunqiu's strength evaluation has already been in the second realm of the sea, which is one realm higher than Zhong Shan, Lao Tzu doesn't have a big Dan assistant this time, he can't kill him!"

Chu Mu likes to be reckless, but he never likes to look for death.

In battles with less than a 30% chance of victory, he won't run unless he has a bad brain!

But ran ... Chu Mu frowned and looked at the middle-aged beggar who was kneeling on the ground and couldn't get up, and the little beggar who fainted behind him.

You can definitely run, but these two Hanako will definitely die.

Although Chu Mu didn't think he was a good person, he still couldn't bear to let him just watch others go to death.

What's more... There is a second brother Duan, with his bodhisattva heart, he must be unwilling to leave the two of them and run away.

By the way, Chu Mu's eyes lit up when he looked at Duan Yu, isn't there still Second Brother Duan?

"Second brother, can you still make your six-vein divine sword kung fu?"

Chu Mu leaned a little closer to Duan Yu's direction and asked in a low voice.

Duan Yu thought for a while, his face was embarrassed, and he said softly: "It is difficult for me to grasp the time when it is not working." ”

"Okay, I'll go up and fight with the old monster of the stars first, and the Xuan Ao of Ling Bo's micro-step should be able to hold him back temporarily, you take a cold shot at the old monster and put the six-vein divine sword, try more, there will always be a time when the blind cat meets the dead mouse."

Chu Mu said in a deep voice.

Duan Yu hesitated a little, and then turned around and glanced at the little beggar who was unconscious on the ground.

This was the only way he could do it, so he nodded heavily.

"Then foolish brother try it first!"

Chu Mu nodded, then turned his head to look at Ding Chunqiu, and laughed:

"Old Monster of the Stars, you are a traitor who killed teachers and destroyed ancestors, and you dare to call yourself a disciple of the Freedom Sect? Aren't you afraid that you will climb out from under the cliff without a cliff and destroy you, a disloyal, unfilial, unkind and unrighteous fellow? ”

Ding Chunqiu was thinking about how to deal with Ling Bo Weibu, and after listening to Chu Mu's words, he was immediately shocked and angry.

Only the apprentices of Wu Yazi who colluded with Li Qiushui to murder Wu Yazi knew, where did this young man learn about it?

He was furious and reprimanded: "Yellow-haired boy, what nonsense are you talking about? Old fairy, I'll tear your mouth first! ”

As soon as the words landed, he was wrapped in a gust of evil wind, and the feather fan waved towards Chu Mu.

Chu Mu knew that Ding Chunqiu's cultivation of the Dafa was full of poison, although it could be highly poisonous after the Northern Shengong was practiced, but he didn't know if there was still this effect.

What's more, Ding Chunqiu's internal cultivation was several levels higher than his own, and Chu Mu didn't dare to hold it up, so he didn't confront him head-on, but used Ling Bo's Nine Heavens Footwork to fight with him.

Ding Chunqiu has strong internal strength, and his poisonous skills and chemical Dafa are even more superb, but his body method is really average.

He waved the feather fan in his hand into pieces of afterimage, and one after another fierce energy burst out from the feather fan, enveloping Chu Mu from all directions.

Chu Mu only felt that the oncoming energy was like a knife and a sword, extremely cold, and with a resolute and cruel artistic conception, it seemed that he would not give up until he was torn to pieces.

"Knock on the horse, Ding Chunqiu, this old thief, sooner or later Lao Tzu will chop off your dog's head and kick it as a ball!"

Chu Mu scolded secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to touch the tiger's whiskers directly, so he had to carefully follow the steps he remembered in his heart, walked diagonally, and retreated.

In a moment, he dodged the incoming fan power one by one.

After a few back and forth, Chu Mu became more and more excited.

This Ling Bo Nine Heavens footwork is really magical, and it is not even weaker than the original Ling Bo microstep by a few points.

No matter which direction the qi comes from, as long as you follow the direction of the hexagram qi, you can always avoid it.

Ding Chunqiu was more and more shocked, of course he knew the subtlety of Ling Bo's microstep, but if a person who cultivates this footwork wants to perform it freely, he must have a profound attainment in the Northern Spiritual Skill.

As the highest martial arts of the Xiaoyao School, the Northern Spiritual Skill has both yin and yang attributes, masculine true qi is tormented like a furnace, and feminine true qi is several times colder than ice.

This young man looks like he is in his teens, how can he cultivate the Northern Spiritual Skill to a high and profound realm?

Seeing that he really couldn't help Chu Mu, Ding Chunqiu's body shook suddenly, and he jumped to the side of the middle-aged beggar who was kneeling on the ground.