"Uncle Lin!Master!I really didn't lie to you, Ning'an City has been destroyed!"

In the face of Beiming Qianxue's painstaking persuasion, coupled with the experience just now, Zeng Chunming's attitude finally relaxed.

"Xiaoxue, you go back first! I'll gather the people from the town and discuss it later!"

Although Zeng Chunming had already moved, it was obvious that he was not ready to leave with Beiming Qianxue.

"Alright then!"

Knowing that it would be useless to stay any longer, Beiming Qianxue sighed in her heart and prepared to leave.

Alas, I just hope that madman won't pay attention to this town!

Bang!

Before he could say his farewell, there was a crackling roar in the distance. In the blink of an eye, an old figure, carrying a sonic boom sound that was enough to burst the eardrums, arrived in front of several people.

"Who's coming?"

In the face of this sudden change, Beiming Qianxue, Lin Yiday and others drew their blades one after another.

"Which one?"

Mu Tianyang brought the half-dead bandit leader in front of him and asked in a cold voice.

The bandit leader, who was covered in blood and miserable, was stimulated by Mu Tianyang's true qi, and barely raised his head, trembling and pointing at the North Shadow Thousand Snow.

She ...... She...... Plentiful...... Destiny ......"

Without waiting for the bandit leader to finish speaking, blood was thrown, like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, and was thrown out by Mu Tianyang and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Do you know the Northern Spiritual Skill?" Mu Tianyang asked in a low voice as he looked at the Northern Darkness Qianxue.

The moment she saw the bandit leader, she realized that something was wrong. Hearing Mu Tianyang's words at this time, Ke's heart immediately sank to the bottom.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" said Kitamei Qianxue stubbornly lying.

Swish!

As soon as Beiming Qianxue's words fell, Mu Tianyang seemed to move instantly, arrived in front of her, and choked her throat with one hand.

"What do you want to do?

Lin Yitian wanted to step forward to help, but was directly pressed to his knees by the wisp of true qi released by Mu Tianyang, unable to move.

The others saw that their leader was so vulnerable that they didn't dare to act rashly.

The children who were originally watching the excitement were so frightened that they hid together.

"Xiaoxue, who are you? Is there any royal law? Give me ......."

Only Zeng Chunming, an old man, had a bit of backbone, and stepped forward to scold the other party loudly.

"Huh?"

Seeing Zeng Chunming, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Mu Tianyang was about to finish him.

"Master...... Ahem...... No...... No...... To ......"

Beiming Qianxue, who was lifted up alive, kept kicking and beating, barely stopping it with a voice.

Seeing that the relationship between Zeng Chunming and Beiming Qianxue was extraordinary, Mu Tianyang's eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand to release a set of energy, knocking Zeng Chunming unconscious.

"You...... Mix...... Belch...... Boom......"

It wasn't until Beiming Qianxue's hands and feet were weak and she was about to faint that Mu Tianyang used his strength and threw her to the ground.

"Say it again!

"Whew, Whew! I don't know what the Northern Spiritual Skill is!"

Beiming Qianxue gasped a few times, still gritting her teeth and refusing to admit it.

"Huh!"

Mu Tianyang smiled coldly on his face and flicked his fingers towards an ordinary guard.

With a whoosh, a sword aura pierced the guard's skull, leaving a bloody hole.

Poof!

The guard rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, convulsed a few times, and then lost his breath.

Seeing a friend who was originally familiar with him die in front of him like this, a group of people were furious and furious. Before they could erupt, Mu Tianyang popped out another sword qi, and with a snort, another guard also fell.

Everyone seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water, and the fire that had just risen was immediately extinguished, and they trembled all over.

At this time, Mu Tianyang was not ready to stop, looking at his movements, he was about to kill the third person.

"Stop!"

As soon as he reacted, Beiming Qianxue immediately shouted loudly.

"Have you ever cultivated the Northern Spiritual Skill?"

Mu Tianyang stopped what he was doing, with a faint smile on his face, still the same sentence he had just said.

"No ......"

Poof!

As soon as Beiming Qianxue's words came out, the guard, also known as the guard, was ruthlessly killed by Mu Tianyang.

"There are still a lot of people here, you can think about it slowly!" Mu Tianyang's tone was flat, as if he was doing a homely meal.

"Bastard!"

Beiming Qianxue was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but she couldn't do anything, the other party's strength was too much beyond her, and there was no possibility of resisting at all.

"I've cultivated!"

Beiming Qianxue lowered her head, her heart full of guilt.

She once promised Song Yifei not to tell anyone about the cultivation of the Northern Spiritual Skill.

But!

"Give it to me!"

Mu Tianyang's voice is still so salty.

"Impossible!" said Beiming Qianxue without hesitation.

"Really?"

Faced with Beiming Qianxue's neat refusal, Mu Tianyang didn't have much reaction.

Sou!

Another invisible sword qi shot out, piercing the arms of the two children.

"Ah...... Woohoo......"

Two children, who were no more than five or six years old, fell to the ground and rolled on the ground crying and screaming.

"Stop, stop!!"

Beiming Qianxue, who had lost her mind, pulled out the long sword on her waist and stabbed at Mu Tianyang.

The extremely sharp long sword glowed with cold light and stabbed at Mu Tianyang's throat, only to be gently pinched by two dry fingers halfway through.

Airplanes!

A huge force suddenly appeared on the long sword, and the Northern Darkness Qianxue couldn't hold it and was easily taken away.

Being able to snatch a sharp blade from the hands of a martial artist with great internal strength with his bare hands, only Mu Tianyang present was naturally enough to do it.

Swish!

Mu Tianyang, who had snatched the sharp blade, flicked his hand lightly, and the long sword tore through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, like a string of sugar gourds, piercing into the bodies of the three guards, nailing them to the wall behind him.

"Ahhh

Mu Tianyang deliberately avoided their vital point, causing the three guards with the sword to struggle and let out a cry of pain.

"Stop, you bastard! Crazy! Stop!"

Beiming Qianxue, who was robbed of her long sword, rushed forward like crazy, and wanted to attack Mu Tianyang with her hands and feet, but was slapped by the other party and flew out, falling to the ground and unable to move, she could only roar loudly desperately.

"Give you another chance, hand over the Northern Spiritual Skill! Otherwise, these people will all die!"

Mu Tianyang understated the bloody reality.

He wants to threaten everyone's lives.

"No, no! I promise! I can't say!" Beiming Qianxue's spirit was in a trance, and the aura on her body began to fluctuate.

Feeling the change in the aura of the Thousand Snows of the Northern Darkness, Mu Tianyang smiled coldly.

"You'd better not think about committing suicide, otherwise not only these people, but the whole town will have to bury you!"

Mu Tianyang has the ability to stop her at the moment when Beiming Qianxue commits suicide, and he is also fearless when he speaks.

He doesn't care about the life or death of the North Stygian Thousand Snow, what he cares about is.

Under the threat of this red fruit, everyone looked at Beiming Qianxue, waiting for her decision.

"I don't want to die!

"Sister, I don't want to die!"

"Sister Qianxue!"

"Thousand Snow Girl!

"Xiaoxue!

In the face of Mu Tianyang's ruthless bloody methods, after all, someone collapsed first, kneeling on the ground and praying for Beiming Qianxue.

"I promise you!"

In the end, emotion prevailed over reason, and after Mu Tianyang promised not to kill the people present, Beiming Qianxue handed over the only volume he knew.

"Only one volume? but ...... Enough is enough!haha!"

As a martial arts master, Mu Tianyang, over the years, in order to dissolve the sword qi in his body, he has already mastered a large number of peerless skills, especially that one, which is almost a simplified version.

The volume of the Northern Spiritual Skill in his hand is like a key to open the treasure, allowing him to touch the bypass, and all kinds of doubts in the past will be solved in an instant.

The sword qi that penetrated into the bone marrow like a stubborn disease began to melt like spring and white snow.

"In less than ten days, the sword qi will be completely dissolved, and my strength will truly reach the intermediate realm!"