In just ten breaths, Shenjimu's face showed amazement, and he looked at Mu Qing's back in disbelief, because he also sensed it.

Not far in the sky, a black dot was approaching.

On the back of the cang, two figures drove the goshawk and slowly approached in the direction of Muqing.

In the blink of an eye, I saw a huge body appear in the sky above the Mu Mansion, and the wings that covered the sky and the sun directly covered the Mu Mansion, as if imprisoned in the darkness.

Dove!

The sudden change made the people of the pastoral mansion panic, and they ran out of the room to see what was going on.

Not only that, but even the rest of the people of Manchuria put down what they were doing and watched every move of the pastoral government.

"Whoever is called Mu Qing, come and die." On the back of the cang, the standing young man opened his mouth and shouted, and the old man behind him instantly released his coercion to the entire pastoral mansion, pressing everyone almost out of breath.

Looking at this sudden move, Mu Qing's face looked extremely calm, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but only those who knew him knew that he was angry!

As the palm of his wrist rotated, a sharp sword qi under his palm stood out, and he flicked his arm and flew towards the goshawk's eyes, and the person who shot it was Mu Qing.

The sound of the sword roared and the sword qi roared out, which couldn't help but make the Shenjimu behind him frown.

Because after the ancient times to the two eras of fantasy, there was almost no sword cultivation.

For some reason, after ancient times, the cultivation of sword cultivators could not be refined, and they could only stop at the sword qi stage, and every time they broke through, they would be suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and finally the sword cultivation would disappear.

In the line of sight, Mu Qing's sword qi was still in mid-air, and he was robbed when he was still half a distance away from the goshawk, and according to the existing memory in his mind, he could recognize at a glance that the person who was in his hand was the lord of Manchuria, Man Jianglu.

"Mu Qing, you are so bold that you dare to do something to the Holy Son of the Holy Sage Divine Sect." Man Jianglu pointed his finger in the direction of Mu Qing and shouted angrily, and the figure took the opportunity to fall on the person with the back of the blue.

Each of the four major divine cults in the Qingyun Continent has five holy sons, and their talents are all demonic beings, and the one in front of him is one of the holy sons, the Jinyu Holy Son.

"Contemptible Manchurian City Lord, I don't know that the Sage God Sect Jin Shengzi and the elders are coming, please forgive me!"

Man Jianglu's face was sincere, but his heart was hot, and he was worried that he had no chance to climb the relationship, and he wanted to thank Mu Qing.

"Well, that's good." Jin Yu replied simply.

As everyone knows, Mu Qing took advantage of the dialogue between the two to use the back of Man Jianglu as a dead end to perform the step of stepping on the stars, huh! A sound appeared on the back of the blue.

This man, he will kill him.

Zheng!

At the last moment, fortunately, the elder beside Jin Yu found out in time, and at the critical moment, he sacrificed his weapon to block the fatal blow, which frightened Jin Yu's back into a cold sweat.

Then the momentum exuded by the elder directly shook him a hundred meters away, and a wisp of scarlet red flowed from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were fierce.

Mu Qing immediately directly transformed into a form of gas, holding a sharp sword condensed by sword qi, his eyes were closed, and his mind kept recalling the sword momentum emanating from the figure in the sword tower.

"Haha, what should I be, it turned out to be a sword cultivator." The frightened Jin Yu looked at the sword in Mu Qing's hand, and immediately smiled, and the previous haze was swept away.

In today's world, who doesn't know that sword cultivation is rubbish.

"Trash, come to war!"

"Let you see the humility of sword cultivation." Jin Yu's face was full of arrogance, and he conjured a spear from the space ring, with a gun-shaped silver body and red head, revealing a trace of dragon breath.

A breeze blew.

moved, at the moment both moved at the same time.

There are no bells and whistles, it's just hard-hitting.

Two points and one line, two figures are constantly approaching, and finally forming a point.

Zheng !!

After one move, the two of them each took ten steps back.

Who would have thought that Mu Qing, who was holding a sharp sword, was not inferior to Jin Yu of the Xuanying Realm in the fifth level in terms of momentum, and this move not only stunned Jin Yu, but also everyone present.

"No... Impossible, impossible..."

"How could I be on an equal footing with someone of such an inferior profession." Jin Yu shook his head, his face full of horror.

"Impossible, I'm a dignified son~"

Jin Yu, who couldn't accept the reality, suddenly turned hideous on his face, and after the force in his hand subconsciously increased a few points, the entire body of the spear was instantly covered with blue flames, and a dragon covered his whole body, attacking Mu Qing again.

As everyone knows, in the case of equal strength, what you fight is exercises and weapons.

And the former, Muqing is the most lacking.

Seeing Jin Yu rushing first, Mu Qing stepped on the soles of his feet, and the whole person disappeared in an instant like a ghost, as if the world had evaporated, making Jin Yu feel lonely.

When he appeared, he had already appeared three feet behind Jin Yu.