The mountain of the Dirty Mountain, the phantom of the two giant sword souls, looked down on those of the Mountain Dance Clan who still had a breath, "You are all dead." One of the figures snorted, "It's a waste of time to live anyway, I only need to shine the light of my sword on you one more time, and you'll all be ashes." ”

"No need. They are all ants, and it is too easy to kill them not to stain our hands. Another figure said disdainfully, "The Mountain Dance Clan has also had big names in the past, big people who are dominant, I can't imagine that after so many years, their clan will decline so quickly, it's incredible." ”

While the two phantoms transformed by the giant defilement sword soul were talking, behind the mountain tree, the base wind swept three thousand miles in anger and swayed up to ninety thousand miles. "You're good, you're good. He said.

When it was, this traitor to the Transcription Chamber, his anger could no longer be hidden in his body.

"It seems that the mountain is going to be real. In the distance, Hua Youque said lightly, she and the Confucian little saint Sima Xingxing were still fighting, but it was obvious that she had the upper hand.

Sima Jiexing was furious, "Woman, give you face, but you don't want it!"

"What face do you want, I just want you. Hua Youqian sneered, "I said that if I fell in love with you, I must capture you." To tell you the truth, I've lived for hundreds of years. What are you not happy with me, if it weren't for your good face, I would have liked you. ”

"The sky is gloomy!" Sima Jiexing roared, "My face is handsome, and my figure is also excellent, but this is all given to me by my parents, what can I do, I am so desperate." Everywhere I went, I was the center of attention, and everyone liked my looks, respected me, admired me, and loved me. It's all like you. I did something wrong, something wrong. ”

Whoa!

The little Confucian saint actually shed tears, and he burst into tears.

The flower was missing, and he was overjoyed: "Even if you kid cry, you are so handsome, I love you even more." Hehe, you can't escape my palm. ”

Bang!

Hua Youxian raised his hand with a palm, slapped Sima Xingxing, and wanted to catch him, hold him in his arms, and watch carefully.

"Master, Master!" Suddenly, Sima Jiexing roared, "Am I really going to be disfigured, and the men and girls in the world will die for me." ”

But this little saint of Confucianism was just talking, and he was reluctant to ruin his handsome and extraordinary face.

Everyone has a love for beauty. Especially people like Sima Juexing, they like others to covet their looks the most, although they claim that their appearance is the culprit that troubles them, but that's all excuses.

"I had to let this woman know that I had big and that I was pretty good. "The little sage of the Confucian sect said secretly.

Whoa, out. After two sounds, Sima Jiexing's robe cracked, revealing the bronze-like milk muscles inside, which was different from those ordinary fresh meats, and the Confucian sage had normal bronz-like skin.

Sure enough, Hua Youqian couldn't take his eyes off when he saw Sima Jiexing's big muscles, and praised: "What a handsome man, I didn't expect his big brother muscles to be excellent." ”

"Huh. Sima Jiexing sneered, "Who do you think I am, my teacher Sima Cao, who is famous for his cursive writing." And I am an outstanding representative of the younger generation of Confucianism, with the name of a little sage. Woman, are you very excited and moved to see my brother's muscles. ”

The Confucian little sage waved his fist and bombarded his left and right big muscles, making a thunderous sound.

Just when the flowers were in a strange mood, a figure suddenly flashed when they brushed it. He grabbed forward with his left hand, and with a bang, he actually tore the Confucian Qi of the Confucian Xiaosheng with one hand, and at the same time, the right hand of the person who came slapped Sima Zhuxing's brother's muscle. "Mine, mine, all mine, no one can rob me, otherwise I will fight with you. ”

Syllable!

The person who came pressed his palm on Sima Zhuxing's pectoralis major muscle, making a sound of gold and iron.

Syllable!

Another palm.

Hua Youqi's eyes were almost blind, "Who, who dares to do what I want to do, but I can't do it, isn't this finding fault, and what is the origin of this old man, it is not easy to break Sima Xingxing's body protection qi, and he still does it with one hand." ”

Not to mention that there is a shortage of flowers, even Sima picks stars, and he himself is also confused. "Wucao, I'm a normal man, not Gao Ji, but what's the matter with this little brother, as soon as he comes up, he grabs my brother's big muscles, and I still have a strange feeling. This is not a good sign. It was a novel experience that I had never had in my life. ”

How did the Confucian sage know that the man who suddenly broke in was a person from the dirty world, and even more so from the old world. And he also unknowingly ordered the secret method of the old world to Sima Xingxing, Hugh said that it was a normal man, even if it was an iron-clad man, after winning the secret technique, he would temporarily open up the base oil field.

Fortunately, Sima Xingxing's skills are profound, and he is very little affected by the secret arts, and the base oil field has not yet been opened, and it has been suppressed. Unless the Confucian little saint is willing, he will not be the elder.

"Weird. The man who slapped Sima Jiexing's brother's big muscle with his hand was puzzled, "The hand of Lausky under Xia has become superb, and Sima Jiexing is just a little saint, it stands to reason that he should open up the base oil field, look at his oil field and in!"

"Ji Qianmo!"

Suddenly, Zhou Gong said angrily, "Why did you come here, I have been looking for you for many years, and you can always escape every time, but this time you took the initiative to appear, aren't you afraid of death." ”

This person is Ji Qianmo, a giant in the Pollution Realm on the same level as Zhou Gong. Bee Green Sheep was shocked. "I heard that Ji Qianmo is low-key and does not show up easily. There are only a handful of people who have seen his true face, because they have all been killed by him. ”

"Funny, could he have wanted to kill everyone present, and he could do it. ”

"He's a Jiqianmo. Haven't you heard that the Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world, and the Mo Shangren refers to Ji Qianmo. ”

Not only the people on Bi Fangfo's side, but also the survivors of the Mountain Dance Clan have also heard of Ji Qianmo's name.

"That son is unparalleled in the world, who is he referring to. A young man asked, "Could it be that he is also a giant of the Pollution Realm, which one, which one!"

"Childe refers to an inhuman child. The wise man of the Mountain Dance Clan immediately said, he had also heard of Ji Qianmo and the non-human son, but he had never seen their true faces. For example, although he has a high status in the Mountain Dance Clan, he can be placed among the Dirt Clan, he is like the sand in the river, which is very ordinary. The non-human son and Ji Qianmo are all giants among the dirt clan, but they are not something that ordinary filthy cultivators can see.

"Ji Qianmo, you can't be wrong, only Ji Qianmo can use his hands to grab the big milk muscle of the Confucian little saint, it's really cruel. If it had been someone else, Sima Zhuxing would have killed him a long time ago. ”

"You are wrong about this, Confucian little sage, he wants to kill Ji Qianmo, but he can't do it. Master Mo is like jade, Ji Qianmo's hands are known as cold jade, and any man caught by him will become his prisoner. I'm afraid Sima Jiexing is also moved, look at his eyes. ”

Brush, brush, brush, countless eyes swept sharply towards Ji Qianmo, Sima Xingxing, and Hua Youxi.

And Hua You, who came out of the Transcription Pavilion, was extremely angry, because everyone, including herself, thought that Ji Qianmo was the winner, and Hua Youyou was the loser, and the loss could not be more complete.

"A woman is not as good as a man, and it is really a fatal blow to the lack of flowers when such words are spoken. She's a member of the Transcription Pavilion anyway, and she still needs face. ”

"Hehe, what about the people in the Transcription Pavilion, you look at the mountains, aren't they also scum. He betrayed the Mountain Dance Clan, and betrayed the Transcription Pavilion, the world is so big, but there is no place for him to stand. I think Shan Pujia must have regretted dying, and people on both sides should not have been offended to death. ”

"He's not a kid and he's responsible for his decisions. It's a pity that he will die before us. ”

The surviving people of the Mountain Dance Clan were still cursing the mountain tree, and they fixed his gaze with endless hatred and murderous intent. If it weren't for the lack of strength, they would have stepped forward in person and cut off the vitality of the mountain leaves.

Bang!

Suddenly, Sima Jiexing swung out with a palm, wanting to blast Ji Qianmo into a piece of rotten meat and pieces. But the Confucian Xiaosheng still underestimated the giants of the pollution world, and saw Ji Qianmo's other hand slapping Sima Zhuxing, and when he landed, the palm power of the Confucian Xiaosheng was wiped out.

Syllable.

Ji Qianmo's other hand also pressed on the elder brother muscle of the Confucian little sage. This time, neither of them had to run, which really surprised many people, calling it impossible, and the sky was gloomy.

Especially the lack of flowers, he was even more angry, "Ji Qianmo, have you shot enough, I was the first to take a fancy to Sima Xingxing, you came halfway, but snatched his body, this girl is not convinced, you are dead." ”

Sonorous!

A long red knife slashed out, and when it landed, countless flowers spread out, but each flower was transformed by knife qi, extremely sharp, and being slashed by them was not much different from being slashed by a knife.

"No Missing Knife!" On the other side, Shan Pujia exclaimed, "This woman actually brought out the Innocent Knife of the Transcription Pavilion, there must be a big man who allowed her to do so." Who is it, which old thing is going to kill me. ”

Obviously, the mountain is afraid of the knife.

A knife without a defect, as the name suggests, a knife without any shortcomings. The blade, handle and even the sword aura emitted by this knife are all red, and it is also one of the treasures of the Transcription Pavilion. It's not that you can bring it out if you want to, if you don't have the consent of the pavilion master and several deputy pavilion masters, whoever dares to use the sword will be tantamount to suicide, and the entire Transcription Pavilion will hunt you down.

"Well, it's a knife. Ji Qianmo sneered, "Woman, you dare to point at me with a flawless knife, and you have also slashed dozens of times, it's really tired, let your pavilion master come out to see me, he has to make amends in person, otherwise I will take the flawless knife." ”

Syllable!

Ji Qianmo's right palm slapped again on Sima Zhuxing's brother's major muscle. Then, he turned around suddenly, his sleeves and robes vibrated together, and when he landed, his foundation was like an abyss like the sea, bursting forward, swallowing the sky. Bang bang bang, all the red flowers exploded, they were originally transformed by knife qi, and after they exploded, they still returned to the form of knife qi. It's just that the sword qi was all washed away by the base qi released by Ji Qianmo.

And the Confucian Xiaosheng stood behind Ji Qianmo, his eyes flashing with a cold light, "Die, he must die, I am a normal man, I will never Gao Ji, this person actually wants to lead me into the Ji Lao realm." He was delusional, and he was guilty of great sins. Sima Jiexing hesitated, not knowing whether to make a move, because he had already seen his ambition and strength from Ji Qianmo's various methods. It's not easy to deal with.

Rise!

At the feet of Ji Qianmo, there was a avenue, which suddenly spread out, rushing towards Hua Youqi, "The Defectless Knife in your hand is much more powerful than any Thousand Mountain Beads and Ten Thousand Water Beads, and you are just a woman, you don't deserve to have a Defective Knife." ”

"You say I don't deserve it. Hua Youque sneered, "Is it just for you, the things of the Transcription Pavilion are still one of the treasures, and if you dare to touch it, you will be the enemy of the entire Transcription Pavilion." I don't believe you have the guts to do that, even if you are a giant in the Dirty Realm, not to mention that you are only one of the giants, not the only one. ”

Hua Youqian glanced at Ji Qianmo and fled to the Wuqian Knife, and also dispersed the body protection base qi, "Crazy, I'm afraid this person is crazy." Has he lived to the big tree outside, if this continues, he must be the one who died. ”

"The sword is as famous as the sword diagram of the dirty mountain, the mountain ghost building, etc. ”

"The only thing I'm curious about now is whether the Blade has a machine spirit, if there is a machine spirit, the next person to die will be Ji Qianmo. ”

"Look, Shan Pujia is watching the battle, because among his enemies there are Hua Youyi, if Hua Youqi can really surrender the Wu Missing Knife, it is logical for her to kill Shanpu Jia. ”

Voices rang out, reverberating between heaven and earth. As long as there are people who are alive, they can hear the voices of the survivors of the Mountain Dance Clan.

While!

Suddenly, Ji Qianmo's right hand still grabbed it, and his five fingers locked the blade of the Infinite Knife, but the sharp blade couldn't cut through the palm of the Pollution Giant.

"Hmph, this person's cultivation is still above Zhou Gong, and his threat is far from being comparable to Zhou Gong's waste. ”

"You and I say that Zhou Gong is a waste, and he has to listen obediently, otherwise we will turn our faces and deny people, take away the Dirty Mountain Sword Diagram, and even have a relationship with the Dirty Immortal Mansion. As you know, the value of the Filthy Immortal Mansion is far better than the Blade. If I had to choose, I would be the first to give up the Infinite Knife, because I had only one choice, the Dirty Immortal Mansion. ”

On the top of the dirty mountain, two figures were still talking. They are all optimistic about Ji Qianmo, not Zhou Gong, "Zhou Gong, why don't you sacrifice the Dirty Immortal Mansion, what is he worried about." ”

"He's worried about the return of the saint of Confucianism, the supreme of the dirty clan, and the platinum god of the writer's world, if there is no hole card, Zhou Gong still dares to appear here, definitely not, I know him too well. ”

The two figures in the dirty mountain are still being discussed. They have known Zhou Gong for too long, and they know each other very well.

Bang! Bang!

Clusters of sword qi exploded, and the light burst out, like a flame burning the sky. The knife couldn't hurt Ji Qianmo's palm, this time, not only the flowers were missing, but the others were also stunned, "How did Ji Qianmo do it." ”

"Could he really snatch the Blade?"

"I'm afraid it's fake, it's a knife, one of the treasures of the Transcription Pavilion, a knife, but it's not a kitchen knife on the stall. ”

"Come over to me. Suddenly, Ji Qianmo shouted. With a snap, he completely grabbed the Infinite Knife, and the palm of his hand bloomed with a series of base qi, sweeping away the fierce qi and sharp qi on the knife body.

"How, woman. I said I was going to take the Knife without Defects, and I would take it. ”

Boom!

Ji Qianmo grabbed the handle of the knife and swung it at the woman opposite, and the flower was missing.

When it was, Hua Youqi hadn't reacted yet, "It's over, if the Wufeng knife is snatched away, my fate will be even more miserable than that of the mountain tree." ”

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