"Want to run?"

Mu Qiyun looked at Su Wunian's figure fleeing quickly, his face was gloomy, and the power around him exploded, forcing him to chase away, setting off a storm.

"Let's go!"

Almost at the same time, Mo Yiqian, the drunken madman and the others also glanced at each other, and a faint light flowed in their eyes, and they also galloped away, as if they were going to the rescue.

In front of the entire gate, only Meng Hongchen and Gu Nanyi were left, preventing the support of the warriors of the Bafang Gate and Qimu Villa.

However, it seems to be too worried, the warriors of Bafang Gate and Qimu Villa have no intention of making a move at all, their expressions are very casual, and they even look at the back of Mo Yiqian and the others leaving, and there is still a slight ridicule on their faces.

Martial Sect Realm, a strong man who has stepped on the apex of the Heavenly Domain, and the Martial Infant has achieved the creation of heaven and earth, which is by no means comparable to the martial artists of the Martial King Realm, nor is it an existence that can win by quantity.

Even if a martial sect in the same realm wants to make a death move, it may not be able to succeed smoothly.

For this reason, the talents of the Eight Faces Wind and Qimu Villa didn't care too much, is it useful to go to a few martial kings?

Even if these people really threaten Mu Qiyun, he can retreat with his whole body, and he doesn't need support at all, and they also know a little bit about the thoughts of the ancestors of Qimu Villa, but they still have a little unknown greed, and they don't want to be disturbed, right?

"It's... Is this old thing Mu Qiyun crazy? He actually wants to attack Su Wunian?"

"Old and immortal is a thief, this old ghost is probably thinking more than just starting out, the fiery and greedy thoughts in his eyes have been written on his face. ”

"But, isn't Mu Qiyun afraid of the Su family? Isn't he afraid that Su Wuxian will be angry? How dare he treat Su Wunian like this? Isn't he crazy?"

In the forest, many warriors were dumbfounded, and the situation in front of them made their hearts full of doubts, but no matter how they thought about it, they couldn't understand it, and they could only secretly feel annoyed and helpless.

............

In the forest, a figure flickered by, it was Su Wunian who fled quickly.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Su Wunian frowned, clutched his chest but couldn't stop coughing, the corners of his mouth overflowed with crimson red, and his face was pale and he ran wildly in the forest.

"Boom!"

At this time, the clouds and waves were churning, and there was a strong force pressing, but Mu Qiyun chased straight after him, and his face was greedy and hideous, and there was a little more madness and cruelty in the shriveled folds.

"Su Wunian, don't make a useless struggle, you can't escape. ”

Mu Qiyun's old hoarse voice came from a distance, and the distance between the two was shortened a lot as he spoke, after all, the gap between the realms was huge.

It seemed that he could catch up with him in a few breaths, but Mu Qiyun didn't seem to be satisfied, looking at Su Wunian not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light burst out in his eyes.

"Boom!"

With a cold snort, the strong power suddenly gathered, and the pale green light in his palm was fiercely pushed out, but it condensed into a spear in the air, the blade of the spear was sharp, flashing with bloodthirsty coldness, and shot straight at Su Wunian's back.

"Huh..."

Only a terrible sound of breaking the air resounded through the heavens and the earth, and Su Wunian instantly felt a breath of death envelop him, as if he was being targeted by a bloodthirsty beast, and his body was cold.

However, Su Wunian was not an ordinary martial artist after all, he was very courageous, he didn't think too much, he subconsciously condensed the aura in his body, and sent out a crimson long whip behind his back, which actually whipped towards the spear, wanting to block it a little.

"Bang!"

It's just that the power comes, and the long whip is crushed and disintegrated when the spear touches, bursting into bursts of power and pushing in all directions.

Su Wunian's eyes were cold, but at this moment, he turned around suddenly, gathered his spiritual power in front of him, and collided with the power that was being pushed away, and he actually pushed himself away again.

It's just that Mu Qiyun's strength is not something that Su Wunian can resist, even if he barely distances himself again, it makes his injuries a little more serious, and his breath is even more disordered.

"Ahem..."

Su Wunian's delicate face trembled slightly, and she spit out a mouthful of crimson suddenly, but the situation in front of her couldn't allow her to stop at all, and she didn't even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, so she hurriedly left.

"Innocent!"

But as soon as Su Wunian stepped out, he heard a cold ridicule behind him.

At the same time, the dust that had just exploded in the air was also scattered in all directions, and the spear that was haunting the bloody killing machine was actually flickering and followed closely behind by Sen Han, and it was not stopped by fate at all.

"Not good!"

Su Wunian's eyes shrank, and without turning back, she could feel the coldness coming from behind, and the cold killing intent had almost reached her throat, and even her breathing felt a little stagnant.

Mu Qiyun's eyes narrowed slightly, seeing that the spear was about to pierce Su Wunian, although he felt a little pity, but more of it was ruthless, and even full of crazy excitement.

"Ding..."

It's just that at this time, the mutant was born, and before the spear fell, there was a crisp sound of Jin Ge colliding suddenly, which made the expression in Mu Qiyun's eyes stiffen suddenly.

"Boom!"

The spear fell, but it was deflected, and a huge crater raged in the ground.

"Bang!"

At this time, Su Wunian also reached the limit, and under the sweep of the spear, he was directly pushed up, and he weakly hit a big tree, and then he could stop, and he fell to the ground with a sluggish breath, his long hair scattered.

"Tapp..."

Mu Qiyun slowly stepped forward with his body up, standing condescendingly in the air, but ignoring Su Wunian under the tree, but looking at a shadow in the forest.

Between the light and shadow, there was a subtle light on the stone that flickered with a chill, and it was actually a needle. 2018

"Interesting. ”

Mu Qiyun's wrinkled face was constricted, only a cold chill flowed endlessly, and then he glanced at Su Wunian below with a little meaning, and then said softly: "Since they are all here, there is no need to hide it." ”

"Boom!"

As the sound of Mu Qiyun fell, a terrifying roar suddenly sounded in the sky.

I saw that Mo Yiqian's indifferent eyes were full of gold, holding the Jin Yan Crazy Knife, with flames lying across the sky, and in the undulating red behind him, there seemed to be some terrible existence that wanted to come out, constantly flashing shadows.

On his side, the drunken madman sat cross-legged at random, looking at Mu Qiyun with drunken eyes, holding the wine gourd in his hand and constantly pouring the wine, but the wine he occasionally spit out was condensed into ice glass, exuding a strange heat.

"Snort..."

At the same time, there were several wind-breaking sounds galloping.

Yong Zhan's shoulders resisted the big stick, his bloated body stepped on the black pot, and his face full of horizontal flesh narrowed slightly, flashing with a dangerous light, but he didn't have the slightest meaning.

On the opposite side, Qingyang was circulating, the sword intent was sharp, Meng Ren's emaciated face was full of fortitude, and even the Zang Xuanurn not far away had already condensed the double-headed stone tiger behind his back, and the fierce ferocity was circulating all around, and the battle intent was boiling.

"Oh, the Five Martial Kings?"

Mu Qiyun's eyes wandered, and he looked at the people who surrounded him, and couldn't help but be surprised, none of these five people had a weak hand, and they were all the best in the same realm, but just like that, it was not enough for him to put it in his eyes, and said casually: "If it's just like this, it's too disappointing for the old man." ”

"People in the shadows, do you want to continue to hide?"

Even if he was besieged by many martial kings and powerhouses, Mu Qiyun didn't take it to heart, this is the confidence of the martial arts realm.

"Boom!"

Almost as soon as the sound of Mu Qiyun fell, a terrible ferocity and bloodshed surged, and the blue sky was boiling with a gloomy aura.

Seeing this, Mu Qiyun's casual face finally became a little dignified, and there was even more light in his cloudy eyes, staring at the figure who walked out of it, and there was a turbulent wave in his heart.

"Tapp..."

In the sky, the sound of footsteps sounded slightly, and I saw a tall figure in the yin, holding a blood-colored halberd slowly coming out, looking at Mu Qiyun indifferently, and said coldly: "Old Dog, long time no see!"

"You !!"

Mu Qiyun looked at the figure bathed in the gloom, his squinted eyes suddenly widened, his face was full of incredulity, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "Don't Tianque is behind you!"

"Bai Moche, you're not dead!"

Everyone was slightly stunned when they saw this, and they heard a little inexplicable taste from their words, these two people seemed to have known each other before, but it was a bit of a coincidence, but they didn't know what grievances there were between the two.

Bai Moche held the halberd in his hand, stepped on the gloom of Sen Ran, his eyes were full of endless killing intent and stared at Mu Qiyun deadly, and said coldly: "What? You seem surprised to see that I am not dead?"

Mu Qiyun felt the breath on Bai Moche's body, and couldn't help but ease his heart slightly, gradually smoothing out his ups and downs, frowning and wondering: "You were besieged by several people at the beginning, even if you don't die, you will never be able to reach the current realm." ”

Suddenly, Mu Qiyun seemed to think of something, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Bai Moche and said in a condensed voice: "Could it be that you have encountered some chance?"

"Boom!"

"Heh..."

When Bai Moche heard this, the long halberd in his hand was cold, and he only heard him sneer, and said, "This is thanks to your palm, which allowed the spirit grass that Brother Jun gave me to have an effect and protect the dantian." ”

"I'm really going to rest you!"

As soon as the words came out, Bai Moche did not hesitate at all, and the hand holding the halberd tightly circulated in the shadows, and went straight to Mu Qiyun, and the indomitable power seemed to be the blood about to reappear, unstoppable.

"If it was you back then, I would have been a little jealous, but now..."

Bai Moche's appearance seemed to arouse Mu Qiyun's reluctant to recall the past, as well as the murderous intent hidden in his heart, and at the same time as the cold words came out of his mouth, the pale green light around his body overturned out, and he stabbed out fiercely with a spear in his hand.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the two collided with each other, setting off a frenzy.

In the dust waves, Bai Moche retreated quickly, and Mu Qiyun chased after him with a gloomy face, holding a spear and killing machine gushing, and said ruthlessly: "Now you are just a lost dog, you can only bark." ”

Mu Qiyun seemed to release the ferocity in his heart, holding a spear wide open and closing, his face was hideous, constantly colliding with Bai Moche, and the terrifying power made everyone unable to intervene for a while.

"Die!"

Suddenly, I only heard an angry roar, and I saw Mu Qiyun's spear covering the pressure, and the cold light on the tip of the spear was pressing, stabbing at Bai Moche fiercely, with indescribable madness on his face.

It's just that in the face of Mu Qiyun's murderous attack, Bai Moche's indifferent eyes did not fluctuate at all, but the halberd in his hand suddenly gushed out with bursts of darkness, enveloping the two of them.

Seeing this, Mu Qiyun's eyes shrank suddenly, and he actually put back the spear that was stabbed out, and turned from attack to defense.

"Cloud Demon Halberd!"

At the same time, a grim voice came out coldly from the gloomy mist.

Sen was secret, Baimo's crimson eyes became demonic, and the halberd in his hand was slightly illusory, as if it were indispensable, and a hideous smiling face appeared from the black mist, stretching out a hand with sharp nails, grabbing at Mu Qiyun.

"Sting..."

Hearing a tearing sound, the gloomy mist suddenly exploded, and two figures flew out of it, and the situation in front of them made everyone's eyes suddenly condense.

Bai Moche's face was pale, the corners of his lips were bleeding, his clothes were already in tatters, and his hands holding the halberd were trembling slightly, but there was a slight cold smile in his eyes.

On the opposite side, Mu Qiyun was covered in blood, and even the spear in his hand had been broken.