Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

"Shoot, boy. ”

Xuanqing's long sword pointed at the young man, and there was not a trace of wave in his gaze.

The arrogance on the young man's face subsided a lot, and he turned around and slashed behind him, his army of iron cavalry was fighting Xiao Wu and Baili Mo to the death.

"The weakness of the one-horned iron will be in the front hooves!"

Xuan Qing shouted at Xiao Wu and Bai Limo, the two looked over here, and saw a horse lying on the ground with front hooves, and immediately understood what Xuan Qing meant, and cut it towards the hooves of the horse in front of them, and after a while, the sound of mourning sounded.

Iron-blooded horses kept pounced on the ground, and in a short time, the blood stained the ground red.

The seemingly formidable team quickly collapsed. Under the frantic slashing of Xiao Wu and Bailimo, they retreated one after another.

At this time, the young man turned his face a little reluctantly, looked at Xuan Qing silently, and his face turned pale.

"It's time to do ......"

Xuan Qing urged again, the long sword in his hand was already filled with true qi, and it emitted a purple glow.

The boy gritted his teeth, and there was a bit of madness in his eyes.

Mu Baiyan was very serious, holding the spear in his hand tightly, and cold sweat couldn't help but break out on his forehead.

He vaguely felt that he had met a real opponent, and at this moment, he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

Mu Baiyan is different from the rest of the sons of the Mu Bai family, and his improvement in cultivation is far beyond the rest of the sons in the mansion, he is a person who has a pious attitude towards cultivation in the true sense.

Mu Baiyan was called a young genius by the entire family, and looking at the entire Yiluo City, there was no opponent for a while.

His cultivation has reached the tenth level of condensation, and with his iron-blooded horse and a spear, he has set a record of challenging 100 people undefeated.

However, it is such a young genius, but he is extremely nervous in the face of Xuan Qing, he thinks that Xuan Qing is a real powerhouse, and the duel between the strong is an oversight in the blink of an eye, which is enough to determine life and death.

He glanced at Xuan Qing again, the momentum emanating from Xuan Qing's body, he had to do his best.

Mu Baiyan frowned, and slowly injected his true qi into the pair, and the crimson true qi mass roared out from his body, and after a while, it was injected into the golden spear, and a crimson phantom flashed on the spear.

Creak.

Sen Han's killing intent spread, and Xuan Qing did not move, but he felt the murderous aura emanating from that gun.

Murderous, powerful murderous aura.

At this time, the young man said lightly:

"I am 20 years old this year, and I have been practicing marksmanship since I was 3 years old, and I have been practicing hard for 17 years. There are few opponents in the same level as me, and as soon as the golden gun is shot, it will definitely drink blood!"

The young man's eyes were extremely cold, and the murderous aura on his face was even stronger than just now.

When Xuan Qing heard this, he was unmoved, and his face was still expressionless and indifferent.

At this time, Xuan Qing took a step, his long sword pointed, his eyes were bright, he didn't plan to use Jiaolong to kill, but wanted to use ordinary sword moves to make a few moves with Mu Baiyan, after all, such an opponent is too rare.

"Coincidentally, my sword is also a sword that must drink blood, let's have a duel today!"

Originally, Mu Baiyan said that his name shook Xuanqing's heart, but who thought about it, Xuanqing was not moved.

Clearly put on a posture that he had to fight, his expression was awe-inspiring, this opponent is indeed very tricky, and if he is not careful, it will lead to his fall.

"Ahh

Mu Baiyan shouted violently, wielding a golden spear and stabbing fiercely.

Xuan Qing's figure swept away, and he raised the Phantom Snow Sword and collided with the spear, dissolving the fierce spear momentum one by one. Dozens of rounds later, Mu Baiyan still couldn't move Xuan Qing a bit.

He stopped suddenly, his face flushed and white.

The words he just said were obviously slapping himself in the face, and he would be killed with one blow, but Xuan Qing clearly fought against him for a long time, and he was still unharmed.

You have to use the ultimate.

He put away the spear and began to frantically mobilize his true qi, and his true qi surged wildly, pouring all over his body.

A moment later, a series of magical voices emanated from around him, and the voice was like a heavenly sound,

"Yunyi Golden Gun!!"

Bai Limo, who was fighting against the iron-blooded war horsemen, saw the light on the gun, and suddenly his eyes shrank, and a frightened expression appeared on his face. Shouted at Xuan Qing.

"Quick, turn off the audio!!"

"Otherwise, you'll be enchanted!!"

But when Xuan Qing heard it, it was already too late, and he only felt that his head was suddenly dizzy, and his ears were filled with thousands of magical sounds, which sounded like heavenly sounds, but once he entered his ears, he would shock the meridians at the least, and at worst he would make people unconscious, and hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and at this time, Xiao Wu and Bai Limo stopped their hands one after another, their hands were in the ears of the warrior, and their eyes looked at Xuan Qing.

The group of iron-blooded cavalry also stopped, only watching the duel between Mu Baiyan and Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing was defenseless against this Yunyi Golden Spear, and coupled with his own strong mental power, instead of turning off the audio-visual, he also listened to the magic syllables thoroughly.

After a few breaths, everything in front of him began to shake and blur, and the figure of the young man holding the golden gun in his vision began to shake, sometimes horizontally and sometimes vertically, unable to distinguish which one was real and which one was fake.

After a while, dozens of phantoms appeared, and those shadows held the golden spear at the same time, standing in front of and behind Xuanqing.

Mu Baiyan glanced at Xuan Qing coldly, seeing that Xuan Qing's eyes were confused, his figure began to shake, and he kept looking around, knowing that he had fallen into the devil, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, evoking a cold smile.

"Look at the guns!"

The golden spear in his hand flashed, and the next moment it swung towards Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing's eyes suddenly froze, he knew that he was in a spell, but he couldn't figure out which one was the real body.

He hurriedly summoned his true qi to try to turn off the audio-visual, but it was too late, once this magic was hit, unless you defeated the demon caster, it could not be broken by itself.

Whether you turn off the audiovisual or not, it's all the same.

Dangdang!

Three shots in succession, Xuan Qing hurriedly took a few steps back, and more than a dozen figures in front of him kept shaking, and each figure shook three shots at him.

Xuan Qing's feet turned slightly, although he couldn't figure out which one was the real Mu Baiyan, but for him, every one was possible, and he had to go all out and do his best to take the three shots.

This is equivalent to one person fighting against more than a dozen people, and all of them are Mu Baiyan's cultivation!

I saw the Phantom Snow Sword dancing wildly, flashing bursts of cold light in the dozen or so figures, Xuan Qing tried his best to take more than a dozen shots, and he was unharmed.

Xuan Qing stood opposite Mu Baiyan, standing with a long body and fluttering clothes.

"Come again!"

Mu Baiyan was shocked, this person's strong mind and such a strong mind are by no means comparable to ordinary people.

Xuan Qing was able to catch all the spear power of more than a dozen phantoms after being hit by the Yunyi magic spear, what a strong combat power was required.

Mu Bai sighed in his heart, and then his eyes were fierce, and the spear in his hand was horizontal, changing and using ruthless moves, and the moves were ruthless, and he was close to Xuanqing's heart.

Xuan Qing couldn't parry, only to hear a pop, and the golden spear was stuck in his left shoulder.

A sharp pain came from his shoulder, Xuan Qing snorted coldly, raised his eyes and saw that he was facing the fierce eyes of Bai Yan on the scene.

That gaze is provocative, crazy, unwilling.

He has been invincible at the same level for many years, how can he be defeated by Xuan Qing, and where is his face?

"Throw in the towel, maybe I can spare your life. ”

Mu Baiyan looked at Xuanqing's eyes and said fiercely.

Xuan Qing smiled faintly, his eyes swept over the injured left shoulder, and at this time, blood had gushed out of the wound, and the golden spear was not pulled out, it was still stabbed inside.

Xuan Qing seemed to hear the sound of bones shattering.

"Boy, it's too early to say this!"

I saw Xuan Qing squeeze Mu Baiyan's golden spear with his right hand, and pulled it in the opposite direction, and with a snort, the golden spear was pulled out of his body.

Xuan Qing threw it hard, and Mu Baiyan, who was still holding the golden gun, categorically didn't think that he would make such a move, and his feet were suddenly unstable, and even people with guns retreated dozens of steps one after another, and then stabilized his figure.

What a hero's broken wrist!

The tip of his golden spear was barbed, once deep into the flesh. If you want to pull it out, there will be a heart-rending pain.

The others were pierced through the flesh and skin, most of them were crying fathers and calling mothers, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, but Xuan Qing not only did not move, but actually endured the great pain of torn flesh and blood and pulled out the golden gun!!

How strong a strong man breaks his wrist, how strong!

Xuan Qing's chilling momentum completely shocked the young man in front of him.

Blood was surging from his left shoulder at this time, but he ignored the wound and locked his eyes deeply on Mu Baiyan.

"Kill!"

Xuan Qing spat out an extremely cold sound from his mouth, and the next moment the air seemed to tremble, and a chilling killing intent filled his body.

A silver light flashed in the air, and Xuan Qing shouted angrily:

"Seven steps to kill!!"

A sword light struck towards Mu Baiyan, and he couldn't see the speed of the sword's travel, and he arrived in front of Mu Baiyan in a flash of lightning, he only felt that something was wrong, and he stepped a little bit, and suddenly retreated towards the back.

The sword light swept away, and slashed at his chest with a click, cutting an inch deep.

The flesh on his chest was torn, a large amount of blood rolled out, and Mu Baiyan lay on his back on the ground, his brain dazed.

How did that sword come about?

Why so fast?

He believed that he was invincible at the same level, but he still couldn't see Xuan Qing's attack speed clearly!

That sword, it's terrible!

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