Mu Qingxiao's attack was lightning fast, and before Ding Chunqiu could react, he was blasted out and smashed to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, feeling that all his internal organs were displaced under this blow.

Ding Chunqiu coughed up a mouthful of blood, this palm almost cost him half his life, looking at the panicked appearance of his disciples one by one, he was so ashamed and angry!

"Okay, you little brute, you can actually Ling Bo Weibu, no wonder you have such strength at a young age, it seems that you are the old immortal disciple of Wuyazi, this immortal will definitely make you into a medicine tripod, so that you can't survive and die!"

Mu Qingxiao sneered, he didn't care about Ding Chunqiu's words at all, if you are more serious with the dead, you will lose.

Mu Qingxiao was unforgiving, the qi of yin and yang was endless, bullying himself and connecting the dots with a yang finger, sealing Ding Chunqiu's several major points, and abusing Ding Chunqiu to death with his hands and feet, beating him screaming again and again, a terrible scream, comparable to a woman in childbirth.

Duan Zhengchun looked at Mu Qingxiao's moves, his eyes were full of shock, this is obviously Dali's peerless Yang Finger!

The disciples of the Nakshatra Sect saw that Shizun was beaten so badly, and none of them dared to step forward to stop him, but stood trembling in the distance.

At this time, Ding Chunqiu was lying on the ground like a dead dog, his eyes were full of horror, he had obviously released so much [half a step away with a smile], why didn't this kid have anything, what a fucking evil door!

Ding Chunqiu saw that the situation was not good, jumped up, and fled directly backwards, jumping to scold his mother in his heart, he finally came to the Central Plains, but he was so embarrassed, he blamed Murong Fu for this little brute!

How could Mu Qingxiao let him escape, Ling Bo stepped out in a slight step, and caught up with Ding Chunqiu in an instant.

Although Ding Chunqiu's internal strength has reached the level of a grandmaster, he is really poisonous, and without poison, he has an empty body of internal strength, which is not at all fearful for Mu Qingxiao.

A palm that condensed the qi of yin and yang, when Ding Chunqiu couldn't dodge, slammed into his back, accompanied by a cracking sound, and the latter was directly smashed to the ground by a huge force, looking extremely embarrassed, how could there be a trace of fairy wind bones.

Ding Chunqiu's eyes were full of viciousness, risking the danger of breaking his muscles and veins, he used his internal force with all his might, and his palm quickly slapped towards Mu Qingxiao, and at the same time, [Huagong**] was running, and when his palm touched Mu Qingxiao's body, his eyes were full of a smile of triumph.

In an instant, Mu Qingxiao felt a strange internal force break into his body, presumably this was Ding Chunqiu's transformation skill**, sneered, and the Imperial Maiden's Heart Sutra was running rapidly......

"Hmm!"

In an instant, Ding Chunqiu's eyes were like copper bells, and he looked at Mu Qingxiao in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost, and screamed: "Little beast, what kind of exercises have you cultivated, the internal force of this immortal, this is the internal force of this immortal!" ”

The surrounding heroes of the rivers and lakes all looked at each other, but they didn't expect Nan Murong to be so powerful, and the old monsters of the stars were all planted in his hands.

Ding Chunqiu, who had lost all his internal strength, looked extremely old, his heart was full of despair, and he wanted to use his chemical power to disperse Mu Qingxiao's internal force, but he didn't expect that the moment he touched the latter, his hand was actually absorbed by a strong suction force on the latter's body, and he couldn't move it if he wanted to.

The most important thing is that his internal power leaks out of his body like flowing water, which makes him feel extremely frightened: "Impossible, how can the Northern Shengong be so terrifying!" ”

Looking at his frightened appearance, Mu Qingxiao smiled and said: "When did I say that I practiced the Northern Spiritual Skill, a self-righteous thing, but I really want to thank you for your grandmaster-level internal strength, I believe that my strength will be on a higher level, your dog head, I will take it to worship the family master!" ”

After saying that, Mu Qingxiao raised his palm and sucked a long sword from the ground, a cold light flashed, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, accompanied by the spraying of blood, Ding Chunqiu's head was thrown high, his eyes were full of resentment and horror!

Seeing this, the disciples of the Star Sect turned around and ran away, now that the master is dead, they will not be stupid enough to wait for death here.

At this time, the major martial arts heroes came back to their senses, and they all gasped, the famous Ding Chunqiu was actually killed by Murong Fu, and Nan Murong seemed to be quite relaxed.

Wang Yuyan and the others hurriedly ran over, looking at Mu Qingxiao with a worried expression, and Deng Baichuan also brought a linen cloth and silently put Ding Chunqiu's head in it.

At this time, Xue Muhua slowly stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Mu Qingxiao: "Murong Gongzi is very grateful for the Central Plains martial arts, I don't know what is the relationship between you and the Loose Sect?" ”

Mu Qingxiao stretched out the Xiaoyao Ring and said, "I am the head of the Xiaoyao faction." ”

Hearing this, Xue Muhua's eyes flashed with nostalgia, and he said respectfully: "Disciple Xue Muhua visited the master, I don't know if the master is okay?" ”

Master?!

The heroes of Juxian Zhuang were all surprised, and their eyes were full of surprise when they looked at Mu Qingxiao, even the You brothers didn't know Xue Muhua's master, and the heroes didn't know anything, they didn't expect this Nan Murong to have such an identity.

Mu Qingxiao said with a smile: "Well, there is no need to be polite, the old man Su Xinghe has already lived in seclusion in Drum Mountain, and he is too much to say." ”

Xue Muhua saluted respectfully again: "Thank you, master." ”

In vain, there was a shout from the entrance of Juxianzhuang: "Miss Wang, I'm here......"

Hearing this familiar voice, the corners of Mu Qingxiao's mouth twitched, and when he looked back, it was really Duan Yu, a nerd, this thing was really stalking, and he wouldn't give up until he reached the Yellow River.

Duan Yu hurriedly ran over, first looked at Duan Zhengchun's pale face, and hurriedly walked towards Wang Yuyan after a while, and then a burst of sycophants: "Miss Wang, we meet again......

Wang Yuyan just nodded slightly, holding Mu Qingxiao involuntarily with both hands, looking at him with beautiful eyes and affection, without even looking at Duan Yu.

Duan Yu looked at Wang Yuyan's heart all over Mu Qingxiao, and his heart suddenly felt sour, how did he know that Wang Yuyan already belonged to Mu Qingxiao both physically and mentally, and he didn't care about any man except Mu Qingxiao at all.

Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "Duan Gongzi, don't come unharmed. ”

Duan Yu said unhappily: "No, no, no, Duan really can't eat and sleep well these days, Murong Gongzi, I know that you like martial arts, so I re-copied the Dali Six-Vein Divine Sword, if you give Miss Wang to me, this six-vein divine sword is yours, what do you think?" ”

Before Mu Qingxiao could speak, Duan Zhengchun shouted angrily: "It's just nonsense, the Six-Vein Divine Sword is my Dali and does not pass on the mastery, how dare you do this!" ”

Duan Yu was thinking about Wang Yuyan wholeheartedly, and he didn't care about the six-vein divine sword at all: "Father, the child's heart is the figure of Miss Wang, and he can't sleep at night. ”

Hearing this, Duan Zhengchun's body was shocked, and he secretly scolded Duan Yu for being stupid, he himself is a love species, and he can naturally understand his son's feelings, which is worthy of his own species, but using the six-vein divine sword to exchange for a woman is simply ridiculous.

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