Chapter 744: A Woman Disguised as a Man (Page 1/1)

Immediately after that, the little bit of red slid down evenly along the center of the eyebrows, without any deviation, as if a surveyor was holding a red pen and copying it on him.

From the center of the eyebrows to the umbilicus, it is connected into a straight blood line!

"I, I'm not willing to ......"

The corners of Duan Muquan's mouth spit out a few words fiercely, and in the next second, with a click, the whole person was like a piece of wood split by a giant axe, which was neatly cut into two, and the blood and internal organs were sprinkled all over the ground, and many female disciples of the three major sects vomited on the spot.

"Phew!

Qin Yu blew off the blood beads condensed on the edge of the kitchen knife, and the kitchen knife spun in his hand with a dashing sound, and re-entered the cowhide bag behind him.

Duan Muquan is dead, there is no corpse in the dead!

This is an ending that no one could have imagined and would not dare to imagine!

Who is Duan Muquan, that is the son of the Martial God, today's alliance was originally created for him by the Martial God Temple, but as a result, the two most powerful apprentices, Di Qingcheng and Duan Muquan, all died in the ring.

Although the life and death of the ring are determined by heaven, the Martial God Temple was defeated too badly this time, and almost all the future backbone of the sect was destroyed.

On the contrary, it is the ethereal palace, rising against the trend and advancing bravely.

Although one Wu Siyuan was lost, all the main forces were preserved, and they repeatedly surprised people, which couldn't help but make people see the hope that the Ethereal Palace would return to the head of the three sects.

"Stinky boy, you dare to kill the son of the Martial God, come on, take him down for me!"

The elder of the Martial God Sect was the first to recover from the shock of death, and pointed at Qin Yu and roared.

Everyone looked at the corpse on the ground, and it took a long time to come back to their senses, and the first person of the younger generation, Duan Muquan, was really dead.

For a while, the audience was in an uproar, some clapped their hands and some sighed, and everyone was sighing for the loss of this hero.

"Take it, this is the Three Sects Alliance, just allow you Martial God Temple to kill Wu Siyuan, and don't allow me to kill him Duan Muquan?" Qin Yu's feet swirled, and his strong qi swept away, and those disciples had already been shocked out before they could get into the ring.

"Even if you can kill someone, wouldn't you even leave a whole corpse?" exclaimed the elder.

"I said earlier, if Duan Muquan is willing to kneel down and beg me for mercy, I can give him a whole corpse, but if he doesn't believe in evil, then it's no wonder that I'm not surprised. Of course, you can avenge him if you want, I don't have so many rules, and the old ones will be killed. Qin Yu shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"Damn!" the elder gritted his teeth, but in the end he still didn't dare to go on stage to die.

"Okay, Duan Sanlie, don't make trouble here, the ring competition, if you lose, you lose! You want the whole corpse, that Gandao Sect Wu Siyuan's head was trampled on, who are you looking for?" Jinpeng Ancestor spoke.

He was originally biased towards the Martial God Temple, but now that the Ethereal Palace has a large number of talents, it is really difficult to say about the future prospects, and it is not easy to offend, and Duan Sanlie is really nonsense, so he immediately came forward to reprimand.

"Cheng, this blood feud has been recorded by my Martial God Sect, you just wait to bear the wrath of the Martial God. Hmph, let's go!"

Duan Sanlie beckoned people to put away Duan Muquan's corpse, and where did the group still have the majesty they had when they came, bowing their heads and leaving dejectedly.

"The alliance conference is not over yet, this little Taoist friend of the Dry Dao Sect Qin Yu is currently dominant, and now the Martial God Temple has withdrawn, and only the Kunlun Sect is left without a representative, Elder Baimei, are you still comparing?" asked the Jinpeng Ancestor.

"Ruthless, are you still comparing?Since the Ethereal Palace has stabilized the situation, our trip is not worth it, or should we forget it?"

He can't understand the temperament of this little cook, and if he is really a ruthless man, the Supreme Saint is afraid that he will suffer.

"Elder, I'm better!" said ruthlessly.

Ruthless clothes fluttering, the jade flute on the waist out of the body, followed by people like cranes, rising lightly, white Luo shoes lightly stepping on the jade flute, extremely immortal floating over a distance of more than ten zhang, and landed in the ring.

The ring was already in ruins, but ruthlessly going to that station seemed to have changed its taste.

But seeing this Kunlun saint, white-clothed and snowy, with a fluttering hairband, a pretty face that was flawless enough to make all the female disciples on the scene crazy, he didn't have Qin Yu's kind of misty aura, and he had that kind of ethereal aura in his gestures.

The saint is indeed a saint, and his temperament is extraordinary.

Ruthlessly confronted Qin Yu.

Ruthless and inherently discerning, treacherous and evil, good and evil at a glance, but when he looked at Qin Yu, it was like seeing a lonely peak, a pool of black water, only endless cold, high cold, and it seemed to be incomprehensible, as if Qin Yu was an insurmountable mountain for him.

The more this is the case, the more ruthless he is eager to stand with Qin Yu.

And Qin Yu stood there, motionless like a mountain, really didn't take ruthlessness in his eyes.

"I am the Supreme Saint Ruthless, Senior Brother Qin, please give me advice. "Ruthless, not humble, not arrogant.

"Supreme Saint, well, I've never dealt with it before, so let's try it. Qin Yu said casually.

"Buzz!"

The body shape is like a flowing cloud and flying crane, Yingying dances, giving people a wonderful feeling, obviously a man, but like the Yaochi fairy is as agile, every dance is absolutely beautiful to the extreme, every dance, the aura of the ethereal mountain frantically gathers around him.

Qin Yu smiled, let the ruthless spell cast, others couldn't see it, how could a ruthless woman pretend to be a man escape Qin Yu's eyes.

Qin Yu didn't have any interest in ruthlessness, he just felt that this woman was very special.

Buzzing!

The ruthless long sleeves flicked lightly, brushing on the guqin, the strings made a soft sound, and a white sonic light blade struck Qin Yu.

Qin Yu was not confused by the dance, his figure flashed, whoosh!

The sound wave pierced the stone pillar beside him, and the thick stone pillar that one person hugged together instantly broke in two.

Ruthless's eyes moved, and he began to speed up his dancing, and the two white sleeves sometimes beat the drum, sometimes stroked the qin, and the sound waves continued to besiege Qin Yu like lasers.

Every sound wave is extremely sharp, and every drum beat can overwhelm people!

The drum beat can suppress the opponent's fighting spirit, enhance their own fighting spirit, and at the same time prevent the opponent's soul, dance and gather energy, the guqin is the main attack, one person controls three magic weapons, in one go, pleasing to the eye, and at the same time, I have to respect the strong strength of this ethereal mountain fairy.

"It's beautiful, it's strong. Sun Wuji and the others looked straight and praised it.

Even Yang Zihan was secretly amazed, feeling inferior.

She knew very well that she had a sudden miracle because she had obtained a mysterious power, and this supreme saint was the real pride of the sky, his immortal temperament, smart dancing, and powerful cultivation were all the limits of beauty.

As the sound wave became more and more urgent, the sonorous sound of the piano was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, ding ding dong dong, but what was played was the thirteenth chapter of the military music of hell, which was the most passionate war music when the two armies were fighting.

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