"Good, good!"

The slightly bloated middle-aged woman burst into laughter when she heard this, her laughter was full of mockery, and she said three good words in a row in her bright red lips.

Qin Mu no longer hesitated, and stepped on the seven-star step, and the fist in his hand smashed like lightning towards the middle-aged woman who couldn't stop laughing.

The middle-aged woman was no longer passive, her body fluttered, leaving a black afterimage in place, as if it had evaporated in place in an instant, and when Qin Mu's fist smashed into her, her huge body did not hesitate, and raised her fist to meet Qin Mu's fist.

The moment the two pairs of fists collided, it was as if there was a thunderbolt in the middle of a sunny day, startling away countless birds and beasts.

The trees behind them fell one by one, and the smaller trees were uprooted, completely touched by the air flow smashed by their fists, and it was like a storm blowing, and the flowers and plants on the ground flew up in pieces, and the slightly obese middle-aged man snorted, he was hit by a Bodhi tree, and he was so unlucky that he was hit by the pond fish, and the blood on his forehead was like a large spill.

"Raising the Starhalo only makes the defense stronger, and it doesn't mean much to the Thunderbolt itself. Thunderbolt is completely an offensive combat technique, which requires indomitable courage and fighting spirit, so you are only half-aware of it from beginning to end!

"You!"

The middle-aged woman was almost annoyed at this moment.

The steps she used just now were also Seven Star Steps, and the combat skills she used were also Confucian Thunderbolt Fists.

But she had cultivated this kind of combat technique very early, at least twenty years earlier than Qin Mu, but in the first contact between the two just now, it was only evenly divided, and faintly she felt that Qin Mu's Thunderbolt Fist had not yet been used to its full strength.

The old man's preaching was tantamount to a slap in her face, which was extremely hot and unbearable.

"Okay, let's see if your professor is meaningful, or if my fist is more meaningful!"

The middle-aged woman's hair was flying at this moment, the light in her eyes was flickering, her black clothes were windless, she was running the power of the dark star element, and she was being operated by him little by little on his fist, and the virtual black light appeared on his fist, as if she was from the Netherworld, and her temperament had completely changed, she was deeply stimulated, and was stimulated by Qin Muzhen to the depths of her heart.

Her right hand was a little numb as if it had been clicked just now, and the pain in the joints was unbearable, and there was a very itchy feeling.

"Bang...... Poof......"

The dazzling light flashed, Qin Mu's body quickly retreated, a mouthful of crimson blood was not suppressed, and he opened his mouth and spit it out.

"You!"

The middle-aged woman's body was almost unstable, not only did she feel that the joints of her right hand seemed to be broken, but also felt a spiral numbness and pain in the heart, and the power of the star element in the sea of qi was even more irregular, and she suffered serious internal injuries from this punch.

Just now, Qin Mu was reminded by the memory bird, and softened the internal strength spiral force of the Seven Star Sword's attack in the Thunderbolt Fist, and the Seven Star Sword followed the star element power of the Thunderbolt Fist to the middle-aged woman's qi sea, stirring up the wind and waves in the sky, causing her to suffer serious internal injuries.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the middle-aged woman's eyes widened in disbelief at the facts in front of her, as if she had a nightmare.

She stood there like a fool, and the middle-aged woman seemed to have something cracking all in.

The person stood in place in a daze, and at this moment she was like a wood carved clay sculpture, and her shell was cracked.

The first was her face, which fell off piece by piece.

In Qin Mu's surprised voice, the middle-aged woman completely turned into another person, a very watery young and handsome girl, but her eyes were full of hatred, especially looking at the fake monk old man who was staring at her intently, she seemed to be breathing fire.

The young girl's eyes were hazy with tears, and the crystal dew slid down, like pear blossoms with rain, staring at the old man and saying nothing.

Very aggrieved.

The old man of the fake monk showed a fatherly kindness in his eyes, and he could see that he was very excited in his heart, even his lips trembled a little, and tears rolled down from his pale cheeks, looking at the changed middle-aged woman affectionately.

"Isn't that better? Why do you have to be another self?"

Annoyed and angry, the young girl's hair flew, the black light flashed in her eyes, she looked at the fake monk old man coldly, and suddenly her body moved, and the seven-star step caster disappeared in place out of thin air, and the next moment she was in front of the fake monk old man.

When she reappeared, the young girl had a sharp wrist knife in her right hand, which was against the old man's neck, and blood was already flowing out, and the other hand was holding the old man's clothes, and the old man became a meat lamb to the slaughter on the chopping board.

"You give me death!"

Seeing that the fake monk and the old man couldn't survive, the young girl's wrist knife was blocked with a "bell", and Qin Mu rushed to catch the sliding wrist knife when Qin Mu arrived, and at the same time, the thunderbolt punch hit the young girl's arm numb.

Taking the opportunity, Qin Mu caught the fake monk old man who was sobbing incessantly, and his eyes were still on the young and beautiful girl.

"Can you save the person I want to kill?" said the young girl coldly, "even if it is my father, he must die!"

"Qin Mu, you can go according to our agreement!"

The old man of the fake monk behaved very awe-inspiring at this moment, he stood up tremblingly and walked to the foot of a bodhisattva tree, "I have violated my oath, and soon the Xuanhuo liquid in my body will burn me, and in fact, there are only a few hours to live!" Looking at the young girl who called herself Shang Xue with teary eyes, "If my death can dissolve the hatred in your heart, I would rather you kill me!"

"I won't let you die!" Qin Mu also walked under the Bodhi tree.

"Qin Mu, give you a word of advice, just leave if you want, there is nothing in Zizhu Town that you are worthy of nostalgia!"

The conversation between the fake monk and Qin Mu made Shang Xue even more angry and was directly ignored.

"Why, why do you say that?" Shang Xue directly interrupted Qin Mu's words from the bottom of his heart, "You two have to die!"

Shang Xue was working with all her might to use the chaotic power of the Dark Star Yuan in her Star Palace, the black light above the Baihui Acupoint flickered, accompanied by the cold black flames, a black thunderbolt that was almost visible to the naked eye gradually took shape, and the negative energy of the power of the Dark Star Yuan materialized.

"Thunderbolt Fist, you have practiced to the second level of energy materialization!"

The fake monk's eyes straightened, and he looked at her daughter Shang Xue in surprise, completely disbelieving what he saw in front of him, he had never practiced the energy materialization of Thunderbolt Fist in his life, and he didn't expect her daughter to practice to the second level at a young age, it was like a dream.

It's incredible.

"No, you're using life energy to catalyze energy materialization!" the fake monk hurriedly stopped, "Xue'er can't!"

"Bang" sounded, and the fake monk old man who came to stop Shang Xue's energy from further materializing snorted, and his body fell a few meters away like a willow catkins blown by the wind, and was hit by Shang Xue's thunderbolt who was annoyed and angry and didn't talk about the relationship between father and daughter.

Being smashed by the thunder and lightning fist at such a close distance, without any suspense, the fake monk old man couldn't dodge it at all, and a black hole the size of a baby's fist appeared on his chest, and suddenly the blood flowed wildly, and his face instantly became so painful that beads of sweat rolled down his snow-white forehead.

"You!" Qin Mu's angry gaze glared at Shang Xue.

"What are you...... You're next!"

Shang Xue's thunderbolt took shape again, and the direction was the sky above the Baihui Acupoint of the fake monk old man, but at the moment when the old man thought that he would die, the thunderbolt disappeared when he was half an inch above his head, and Shang Xue on the side fell down with a "poof".