Mu Qingyang...... Mu Qingyang ......" Chammu suddenly remembered: "The demons once frantically looked for such a person a month ago, saying that they were one of the candidates, could you be Mu Qingyang?" No, you don't look like him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Master Chaim doesn't think I'm going to swagger into Mali City in my original form." Cham's gaze was sharp enough to pierce people's hearts, but this time he found that he could not see through the person in front of him, and this feeling made Cham, who had always liked to keep things in his hands, very unhappy, but helpless, he almost shouted with some anger: "Why should I believe you." ”

Mu Qingyang laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Master Cham, don't lower your intelligence, you know very well that no matter whether things are true or not, demons are indeed your formidable enemies. And what good is it for me to admit my identity. I am willing to tell you such a big secret, in exchange for a sincerity, Master Cham, you are on the favorable side, and I am just using my strength to prove all this. Cham's expression gradually calmed down, and it was true that as Mu Qingyang said, he didn't lose anything. You came to me just so that I could help you kill Rodney? ”

Mu Qingyang nodded.

"Why are you killing him, why am I helping you again."

"Kill him because he deserves to die," Mu Qingyang's pitch-black pupils burst into crazy killing intent and gradually turned red, thinking of the dead brothers, hatred spread from the depths of the bone marrow, and he said coldly: "No one can play with me like a chess piece at will." Do you know how many people died at the hands of demons? Not only have they been demonized and their nature lost, but they have also been used as food rations in reserve! Since I regained my memory, I swore that I would let the demons suffer their own consequences, I would definitely make them look good, since someone has joined forces with Rodney, what is more interesting to me than killing Rodney and destroying the conspiracy between them, as for the reason why you helped me, Master Cham, I killed Rodney is already the best reward for you, don't you think so? The hatred in Mu Qingyang's eyes was as naked as the north wind, and Chammu felt that monstrous hatred, which could not be erased or pretended.

If everything is indeed as Mu Qingyang said, Rodney is the mastermind behind the family's chaos, then kill him, and the caveman's crisis will be solved.

His position in the clan will definitely be as high as ever. The position of the Great Lord will not be far away.

He looked at Mu Qingyang's eyes, and gradually became hot......

"I can help you, but you have to prove yourself, or killing Rodney is just a joke." Chaim said slowly.

Standing in front of Mu Qingyang was one of the two people behind the screen just now. There were a lot of people watching, all of them were masters under Cham, and they looked at Mu Qingyang's eyes with bad intentions. Alimu is one of the best masters in the city of Mali, and his sword is as fast as the wind. Although Mu Qingyang's sword was very fierce, everyone knew that it was a large weapon, which acted on the battlefield and affected the speed in the duel. Mu Qingyang's expression was calm, and his feet were slightly separated. He saw Alimu's eyes flashing, he must be a swordsman with an active head and likes to take a different path.

He already paid attention to it in his heart, and stood on the spot, he carried the sword on his shoulder, his posture was relaxed, and he sneered: "I just stand here and don't move, within twenty swords, I can move my steps, this is more than trying to calculate that I lost." ”

Alimutun was so angry by Mu Qingyang's arrogant words that his face turned red. He pulled out the sword, the sword body was slender and straight, similar to a special stabbing with a Western sword, the force of the swing was not large, when the sword was drawn, there was immediately a gray air flow swirling around the sword body, and the wind flowing in the air resonated with the sword body and jumped happily.

"I hope your sword is as sharp as your mouth." Alimu smiled darkly.

The left and right feet stepped on a flower step, and the sword stabbed straight!

The dazzling pace, and the thin sword that I don't know where to get out of, definitely has a proud capital.

And Mu Qingyang actually said that he stood still in place, and Alimu vowed to brutally pierce it into a hornet's nest, so that he could understand the fate of contempt for the Wind Sword.

Mu Qingyang closed his eyes unexpectedly.

Alimu was almost mad at this arrogant guy. He didn't know that Mu Qingyang had to close his eyes to concentrate the power of the book spirit to feel every move around him, and for the enemy, Mu Qingyang with his eyes closed was definitely more terrifying than Mu Qingyang with his eyes open, because that would make you have nothing to hide. Any tricks, false tricks will cease to exist in front of Mu Qingyang. They think that Mu Qingyang's "arrogance" is actually what Mu Qingyang looks like when he goes all out.

The Wind Sword conjured up tens of millions of points of light, and under the illumination of the sun, the scattered points were like fireworks, bursting open, and countless points of light were sprinkled towards Mu Qingyang.

The audience applauded.

Even Chammu couldn't help but guess if Mu Qingyang could only say big words, because he was still firmly standing still.

The wind swept rapidly, and the wind attribute fighting spirit made the surrounding grass and trees all sway, and a vague tornado gradually formed in the air, although the range was not large, but it was already very terrifying in this small piece of world, and Mu Qingyang became a point in the storm.

When countless points of light enveloped Mu Qingyang, a muffled thunderous sound exploded in the air.

While!

Then a figure flew upside down five or six meters and slammed into the ground.

The smoke and dust dissipated, Mu Qing raised his sword and raised his sword obliquely, and his footsteps did not move a minute.

Alimu, on the other hand, fell unconscious.

Being directly hit by Mu Qingyang's domineering power on that thin sword, you can imagine what the consequences of the collision of two weapons with such a large weight difference will be, and the thin sword has been twisted like a piece of scrap metal.

But what a terrible eyesight it takes to find that "deadly" point in Alimu's rain-covered sword light. Even if you really see "that point", it is as difficult to cut a hair with such a large sword as it is to cut a hair with an axe.

Everyone was shocked by Mu Qingyang, and they no longer dared to show a sneering look. Chamu laughed: "Mr. Mu is really good, do you understand, you guys are a group of frogs at the bottom of the well, and you don't understand the truth that there are people outside the world and people outside the sky." ”

Mu Qingyang slowly withdrew his sword, he knew that he and Chammu had formed an alliance because of their common interests.

Three days later is an opportunity for the worship of the gods of the city of Mali to be held in the main square.

The war on the border was in full swing, and the wasteland was still in the upper hand for the time being, and the cavemen swept away the vanguard army of the Dwarven Eastern Front camp, killing all the forward battalions. The whole city of Mali is plunged into a sea of joy, and the worship of the gods is a solemn festival for the cruel gods of the wasteland, thanking the gods for the strength of the wasteland and the good years of good weather.

Last year's terrible locust plague did not occur, and although the outbreak of war caused panic among the people for a while, the ensuing victory made the people happy.

On the eve of the festival, batches of specially made magical flowers were transported into the city of Mali. Enthusiastic believers from all over the neighborhood will flock to the city, after all, this year's ceremony was held in the city of Mali instead of the capital. The main square has been rearranged, with a large white marble statue of the god of brutality and strength standing in the middle of the square, and flowers have been brought in from all over the world, transforming the square into a colorful world. False dreams are the most paralyzing antidote to people's hearts, and in the face of the beautiful scenery surrounded by songs, people are once again intoxicated by the grace of God, and the faith is a little stronger.

On the night before the festival, the rain began to fall, and the drizzle of light rain slightly cooled down the enthusiasm of the previous days.

Mu Qingyang's heart thumped, and there was an endless killing intent hidden under his seemingly calm face. After many days of waiting, the opportunity is finally getting closer.

"My lord, will you join us in the evening to watch the god worship meeting?" Sofina blinked and looked at Mu Qingyang, Mu Qingyang rarely went back to the hotel these days, she was a little bored.

Mu Qingyang smiled, tonight may be his last days in Mali City, whether it is success or failure, it is impossible for him to stay here again. Sofina is a loyal companion to him, and the succubus is more human, although only for him and Salia, but even so, he can still retain a trace of enthusiasm for this cold world.

"I don't want to lie to you, I really have to go first, because there are still some things to do." Sofina hesitated, she couldn't see through the man she had brought back, and now he no longer looked like a mage, but more like a cold-blooded warrior, and she was getting weaker and weaker......

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"!

The magic fireworks that exploded in the sky woke Mu Qingyang up.

The festival begins.

In order not to attract attention, he avoided everyone. Leaning against the corner of the square, his black eyes hidden under the brim of his hat. A light rain was pouring down. The crowd cheered. The statue of Mershtar, the god of brutality and strength, is as bright as darkness in the light of the flowers, this three-headed god is a half-man, half-wolf, he has three heads, the head of the wolf representing brutality and the head of the bear representing strength leaning on both sides of the human head, and the huge body full of muscles has three hands and four legs, and people worship the statue of the giant god.

Mu Qingyang counted the time and checked the weapons on his body. The sleeves, leggings, and chest are all tied to Mu Qingyang's hidden weapons.

The festival of the gods is similar to the Halloween festival on earth. The audience was full of people wearing masks, waiting for the ceremony to end. A man dressed in jet black and wearing a wolf head mask squeezed through the crowd to the corner where Mu Qingyang was, he made a gesture, Mu Qingyang knew that he was Cham's person, and followed him out of the square.

The two walked into a two-story house facing the street nearby. The man in black took off his mask and was a grim man.

"Mr. Mu, according to the plan, there will be a problem with the magic flower later, and the whole square will be in chaos at that time. The defenders outside are all our men, I will bring someone to create a chance for you to kill Rodney, whether you succeed or fail, you must retreat to this room, there is a secret passage in the room, you can leave Mali City safely. ”

Mu Qingyang nodded, he stared at the chaotic flow of people in the distance, and suddenly remembered something: "Miss Sasha and Sofina, has Chaim made arrangements?" ”

"Don't worry, both of them are in the city guard now."

Mu Qingyang stopped talking.

The festival proceeds in a systematic manner, culminating in the lighting of a salute made by the magician himself, which is said to produce a magnificent image of Black Rock Castle.

The much-anticipated scene is coming.

After a spicy dance of the beauties of the wasteland, the priest lit a two-man salute. The fire letter gradually burned out.

Suddenly.

Rumble!

There was an earth-shattering loud bang, the whole city of Mali trembled, and the two-person high salute exploded directly, and the fierce flames and smoke rushed into the sky, and the large statue of the god not far from the salute collapsed in the firelight. The whole square was suddenly in chaos. Screaming, shouting, people fled in droves. And in the crowd, a black shadow kept squeezing towards the center against the current. The group of the Courik Comptoir was quite close to the site of the explosion, and Rodney squeezed through the crowd and ran out under the escort. But I don't know whether intentionally or not, there are many people in front of Rodney's pedestrian, greatly reducing their speed.

Suddenly, a powerful arrow flew from the oblique time.

The guards beside Rodney hurriedly swung their swords to block. The crossbow arrows flew away, and the guards shouted: "Someone is assassinating, everyone be careful." ”

They were answered by arrows fired from all directions.

There were so many people around, all people, all screaming, and it was impossible to tell who shot the arrow. The guards surrounded Rodney in the middle, wielding their swords into a wall of swords. Although their strength is high, there are too many people, crowded together, which greatly affects their strength, and there are constantly guards who fall with arrows.

Suddenly, a dark ghost drifted over. Rushing in front of the group of guards, the recruiter let out a roar of rage, and a huge sword as long as a man swooped down. Fierce and peerless, with the sword qi rolling in the wind and thunder, he rushed towards Rodney in the middle of the guards. Several guards rushed diagonally, desperately resisting.

Disheveled! Blood burst out, and the person in front of him was split into two pieces from his forehead to his crotch.

The sword was not collected. The shadow shook his right hand. More than a dozen points of light flew in the air.

Flutter. Two more guards became hornet's nests, with daggers pierced in their faces.

"This rascal! It's so shameless! The guards behind saw the black shadow raise their hands again, thinking that they were those hidden weapons that had no trace, and rolled on the spot one by one.

After waiting for a long time, and waiting for nothing, the black shadow had already leapfrogged them and rushed towards Rodney.

Rodney stepped back in horror.

"Suffer death!"

The dark shadow uttered Rodney's familiar voice as he raised his massive sword.

"Who are you?"

"You'll know if you go to hell!"

The sword rushed down, and the guards screamed in amazement.

The glow of the silver moon brought up a fountain of blood, and Rodney was split diagonally in two from his shoulder to his waist, and his intestines rolled to the ground. The guards were dumbfounded.

Mu Qingyang was also stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to solve Rodney so easily.

A moment later, the sad cry of the "young master" woke everyone up.

The guards' eyes were filled with desperate rage, and they flocked to the shadows like crazy weeds. The sword light cleaved the night sky like lightning, and the sword aura of death was like a demon laughing! In a whirlwind, a circle of guards with weapons was split in two, blood and internal organs gushing out. Mu Qingyang stretched out his tongue, and the warm blood dripping from the corner of his mouth ****. There was a burning light in his eyes, and a blood-red color filled his field of vision, and everyone, everything, was encompassed by a red film. (To be continued.) )