With that voice exploding in Mu Fei's mind!

Together with the five Qingyun people, they also tilted out the true qi of their whole bodies without reservation at the same time.

For a moment, the terrifying true qi was actually covered with a layer of purple armor on the looming giant python.

At the same time as the purple light appeared, it actually dispersed the resentful spirits that were densely roaring.

At the same time, Mu Fei's gaze froze, and he saw that the space around him began to distort, and with the passage of time, the feeling of tearing became stronger and stronger.

And the senior brother, who had never opened his eyes from beginning to end, also slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

A cold light flashed in his pupils, and a mysterious magic circle formed in front of his chest at some point.

The elder brother said, "It's now!"

In the face of this sudden change, even the evil cultivator did not expect it, and the palm of the hand controlling the magic weapon at the moment inadvertently trembled.

It's a pity that in an instant, a figure that he never expected quietly appeared behind him.

Mu Fei's sword was made of the dark iron of the Tianshan Mountains, and the sword was three feet long. There is often a chill on it.

The evil cultivator's gaze always stayed on Mu Fei's face, and this moment of stay was exchanged for the end of death.

That cloud of black qi that had not yet dissipated had always been brewing in the palm of the evil cultivator's palm.

"It's too fast..."

"It is impossible for a mortal to reach this step..."

The evil cultivator's eyes widened, his head lowered in disbelief, and he muttered to himself as he looked at the sword that pierced through his heart.

Immediately his eyes began to climb bloodshots, and a hysterical roar pierced the sky.

The counterattack of the evil cultivator before his death was something Mu Fei had expected, but the restraint of Senior Brother and Qingyun and the others was something he never expected.

"Save him!"

Only Gui Linghua's face was pale, and she exclaimed in surprise, and the whole person turned into a streamer and rushed towards Mu Fei like crazy.

At this distance, only if the senior brother makes a move, Mu Fei may still have a glimmer of life.

But the big brother won't make a move!

As the ceiling of the younger generation of disciples of the Shayun Sect, if everything he experienced this time was transmitted back to the sect, his face would be gone.

Imagine that one or two monks who had entered the middle stage of the void and five monks who had entered the middle stage of the Dao had actually let a mortal break the game when facing the evil cultivators.

He couldn't leave Mu Fei, let alone admit such an ending, because he really didn't want to fall from that position.

So everything, he will look at it coldly.

The evil cultivator naturally understood the little abacus in the senior brother's heart, so he didn't forget to ridicule Mu Fei before he died: "Look at their faces clearly, you deserve it." ”

"Whoa..."

The evil cultivator smiled and sent the black qi in his palm towards Mu Fei's chest.

This blow, Mu Fei couldn't avoid it, all he could do was kill instantly, but when he was really in front of the monk, all his reactions were in vain.

Just when everyone was suspicious, the palm of the evil cultivator unexpectedly stagnated in front of Mu Fei's chest.

This scene suddenly made everyone frown, and at this moment's hesitation, Gui Ling's lightning-fast figure pulled Mu Fei out of front of the evil cultivator.

As for the evil cultivator, after a moment of dullness, his face began to twist wildly, and his pupils were filled with fear.

It was a threat of death, more like something unwilling, or incredulous.

It's just a gust of wind blowing, and the whole person of the evil cultivator is like dust, and it disappears with the wind.

Mu Fei's face was bloodless, and the whole person sat on the ground as if he was scared stupidly.

After being frightened, he couldn't understand why the evil cultivator stopped at the last moment.

At that moment, he was very close to death.

Not only Mu Fei was surprised, but even Senior Brother and Qingyun and the others were also very puzzled.

With everything in their eyes, they naturally saw the abnormality of the evil cultivator at the last moment.

But that doesn't matter anymore, what matters is that they want the dead to be alive.

Senior Brother Elder Brother tapped his index finger on the side and said inwardly: "Senior sister, that's an illusion, wake up." ”

As soon as her words fell, she saw the nun waking up.

And her eyes went from being cloudy at the beginning to being clear later, just a blink of an eye.

She looked around and said with a sigh of relief when she saw that there was no danger, "What a great guy, he is stronger than the last time we met." ”

At this time, Qingyun, who was in charge of cleaning the battlefield, handed the blue and purple compass of the evil cultivator to the senior brother and said, "This time it is all up to the senior brother to turn the tide, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

When Qingyun said this, his face was unchanged, as if he was expounding a fact.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also echoed it, as if they were expressing something to the nun.

Only Gui Ling helped Mu Fei up without saying a word...

After seeing that everyone was praising Senior Brother, the female cultivator also smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother Baihu is a genius that I have not met in a hundred years in the Shayun Sect, and we must all take Senior Brother Baihu as an example." ”

I have to say that the female cultivator's smile is indeed very healing, and even the frightened Mu Fei couldn't help but feel a lot more relieved when he saw it.

Seeing that several of them were gathering around to greet each other, and the three words were inseparable from the flattery of the senior brother, Mu Fei and Gui Ling could only look at each other and smile bitterly.

And Baihu, who had been paying attention to the movements of the two of them, was passing on a look to Qingyun at this moment.

Qingyun slowly walked to the two of them after signaling, raised his hand and threw Gui Ling a Qiankun bag.

He said, "This is the 300 stock solution you deserve." ”

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Mu Fei and said, "I see that you have not yet entered the Dao, and I hope that these five hundred original liquids can help you." ”

Seeing this, Mu Fei really didn't expect that he would take more than Gui Ling, so he immediately thought about it in his heart, and immediately understood what the other party meant.

The good name is help, but it is nothing more than a hush money.

But 500 stock solution is indeed a lot of money for him.

But he didn't forget that the high-sounding guys in front of him didn't save him just now.

And he, Mu Fei, is also a temperamental lord, public is public, private is private.

Then he slapped the back of his hand and rejected the other party very resolutely.

This scene undoubtedly surprised Qingyun, and at the same time attracted the attention of the rest.

Qingyun frowned slightly, took a deep breath and said, "What? Is it too little? ”

In this regard, Mu Fei smiled coldly, leaned on Gui Ling's support, stood firm and said, "That's not it, it's just that it's useless." ”

Mu Fei said, and the hundred households not far away narrowed their eyes slightly.

Yaoting, who didn't know why, that is, the female cultivator who was trapped with her senior brother, suddenly noticed the strange atmosphere at the moment.

She was a little surprised at Mu Fei's qualifications before entering the Dao, and then she cast questioning glances at the hundred households.

Seeing this, Baihu shook his head expressionlessly and said, "Temper is the most worthless thing for ordinary people. ”

"Let's go!"

As he spoke, Baihu slowly rose into the air and swept in the direction of the Sand Cloud Sect.

As for the others, after throwing disgusted glances at Mu Fei, they followed the hundred households, leaving only Qingyun and Yaoting.

As the second-in-command among the younger generation of disciples of the Shayun Sect, Yaoting is not only as beautiful as a flower, but also extremely kind in her heart.

Seeing this situation, it is natural to want to know more about it...

But the sharp-eyed Gui Ling, after noticing the displeasure on Senior Brother Qingyun's face with his peripheral vision, immediately sensed the seriousness of the situation.

I saw that she quickly snatched the Qiankun bag from the former's hand, and explained apologetically: "This person has just entered my Shayun Sect, and he is not familiar with all the senior brothers and sisters, so he really doesn't know what to do. ”

"In the future, I will teach him a good lesson, and let him compensate all the senior brothers and sisters."

After that, Gui Ling pulled Mu Fei, sacrificed the flying sword, and flew away into the distance with a puff of smoke.

Looking at the two who were drifting apart, Yaoting smiled and said, "Remember this little junior sister, I like her very much." ”

Hearing this, Qingyun's eyes flashed and nodded, "Since the matter is over, let's go back to the sect quickly." ”