Mu Qianchou's handsome face turned red, he thought that he would reveal the identities of these two demons, not to mention that these scattered cultivators on the other side would turn against each other, at least it should not be such a one-sided scene as it is now.

"Demon Venerable, don't come unharmed?"

Xuan Qing greeted with a smile, and learned the style of Mo Xiaoyou's smiling tiger, and sure enough, he saw Mu Qianchou gritting his teeth and picking up the long knife in his hand and slashing it.

In the past 20 years, Mu Qianchou has not forgotten how these two demons captured him and then humiliated him.

As a demon venerable with revenge, Mu Qianchou never understood why he didn't fight with his life and these two demons that day.

Over the years, he could only vent his anger by relying on the guiding principle of "not listening to the words of the demon girl and not following the path arranged by the demon girl".

But I don't know why, even the Tong girl he had been thinking about before couldn't make him happy in the past 20 years. He was bent on slashing these two demons under the knife.

However, when Xuan Qing really stood in front of him, he felt a sense of melancholy and disappointment - where did the demon girl go? These two demons have never been Meng Bujiao, Jiao Jiao is not separated from Meng?

However, this question only flashed in his mind, the long knife in his hand had already slashed out with the power of ten thousand jun, and Xuan Qing had already disappeared in place.

Mu Qianchou sensitively sensed the abnormal movement in the space behind him, and his body that rushed forward moved sideways, which was able to dodge the split behind Xuan Qing's appearance, but he was still held on the waist by Xuan Qing's kick at the same time.

Looking at the footprints on his waist, Mu Qianchou's entire beautiful face was distorted: "You dare to stain my clothes!" ”

Hearing his hateful tone, which was several times deeper than before, not only Xuan Qing, but also the ink demon who was sitting in the hearse and looking out of the window couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth again - this beauty-loving nature has actually extended to clothes?!

She was distracted, but the demons and demons who were fighting outside had already fought no less than a hundred times, and the aura shock caused by each fight caused by each fight had caused the surrounding cultivators to expand the encirclement.

The encirclement, which was originally only the diameter of ten people, has now expanded more than a hundredfold. Even the hearse of the ink demon is already the only scenery in this encirclement at this time.

Mu Qianchou was immersed in the battle and didn't notice this phenomenon, but Xuan Qing, who had been paying attention to the movements of the ink demon, had already noticed it. He led Mu Qianchou to fight and retreat, getting closer and closer to the hearse where the ink demon was.

"Humph! What to run! Aren't you the ancestor of the demon clan who has cultivated for more than 100,000 years?! Why do you still play the trick of fighting and retreating? ”

Xuanqing's changes were naturally noticed by Mu Qianchou. It's just that Mu Qianchou's temperament has never been a general who "suspects the enemy when he retreats", he fights more like a charging forward, chasing and fighting, and pursuing while winning is in line with his temperament.

Mu Qianchou, who was completely immersed in the battle, didn't notice it at all, and when the two finally reached a distance of ten zhang from the carriage, there was a sudden pain in his right waist, and then, the strength of his whole body was rapidly flowing with this pain.

At this time, Xuan Qing's hand knife just hit the back of Mu Qianchou's neck, and as soon as he saw the woman's face peeking out of the carriage window, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then fainted.