When a person's speed is extremely fast, there is no sound of breaking the wind.

There was no human figure, but I saw that the grass and trees along the way instantly frosted, and went straight forward.

The frosty silver-gray line became longer and longer, like a flying sword with a cold light, cutting through the watery night, dragging out the silver sword arc, and stabbing straight towards the two of them.

The black-robed man is the tip of the flying sword, and the desire to take people's lives is extremely strong.

The grass and trees were withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Mu Qing barely followed behind the black-robed man, even though the explosion of his immortal water beads bought him a lot of time, he still didn't keep up with the black-robed man, so he could only shout in vain: "Go to the forest!"

Wang Xiuwei was worried about Wang Yeqing's ignorance of life and death, and only remembered that he wanted to run to the town, and he had been riding the horse fast to push the horse's speed to the limit, and when the cold air behind him hit, Mu Qing's voice came, and he quickly turned the horse's head and ran to a small forest on the left.

Yu Taijing's small hands clenched, and when she turned sideways to face the chill on her head, she threw out something in her hand again.

The black-robed man hurriedly appeared in shape, his true qi was restrained, and he grabbed the thing in his hand with a twist of his sleeve.

"In the same way, will I go on it twice?" The black-robed man snorted, sneered in his heart, and spread out his hand to see, where is this another immortal water bead?

He pinched it, the texture was soft, and there was a faint aroma of glutinous rice, and it was clearly a piece of pastry that was thrown over by Yutaijing!

After he paused for a few breaths, Wang Xiu slightly urged the horse to run away a few feet away, and the black-robed man saw the big eyes full of slander, and his heart was angry, and he was about to catch up and kill him, when a huge amount of true qi suddenly attacked behind him.

Mu Qing finally caught up, and his eyes never left the two of them, and he was sincerely relieved to see the two of them escape again.

The black-robed man turned around and stretched out his hand to the air lightly, and the huge ball of true qi that Mu Qing swung out was like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared completely in an instant.

Mu Qingjian raised his eyebrows, the light in his eyes flashed, and he said toughly: "Your opponent is me?"

The black-robed man's gaze fell on Mu Qing's face from the woman lying motionless on the ground in the distance, and said coldly, "Are you worthy?"

"What are you?" Mu Qing put his sword fingers behind his back, staring at the black-robed man deadly, and in the corner of his eye, Wang Xiuwei and the others had already run into the woods.

This forest is connected to the starry forest, and the chances of surviving are higher if you hide in it.

The black-robed man snorted coldly, like this kind of provocation that was close to looking for death, the intention to delay couldn't be more obvious. He ignored it and chased straight after the two sisters.

The best way to end the unexpected is to die. He must kill Taijing first tonight.

A master like a black-robed man, who can be swayed by emotions, Mu Qing knew in his heart, the sword pointed forward, and the true qi that was secretly accumulating the attack roared out directly.

There is a huge disparity in the realm, so Mu Qing is now using his true qi to exhaust Zhou Tian's true qi.

I saw a dark blue flying sword the size of a real long sword, and it instantly swept behind the black-robed man.

The black-robed man snorted coldly, and when the flying sword was rapidly swept in front of him less than three feet, he seemed to take a few steps to the side lightly, and dodged the sword.

Mu Qing didn't care, he chased and beaten, you don't want to pay attention to me, I just want to annoy you, if you can buy a little time for those two people to escape, it is a little time.

"Boom, boom, boom—" The edge of the dark forest was full of sword qi, whistling continuously, and the flames were about to rise into the sky.

The black-robed man had to stop his pursuit, turn around and land on the top of the tree.

Mu Qing also landed on the top of the tree a few feet away, his chest rising and falling violently, panting and maintaining a vigilant defensive posture, while gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain after the rupture of his sternum.

The black-robed man didn't make a move at Mu Qing immediately, he glanced at the crackling trees around him, his cold gaze shook slightly, and with a wave of his sleeve, a cold true qi swept out.

As soon as the flames that were caused by the sword qi touched this cold true qi, they were instantly extinguished in the sound of a clang.

Mu Qing looked at this scene, raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were uncertain, this black-robed man had been controlling the movement, could it be that the person he was afraid of was not far away?

"Your sword move is the Fire Separation Sword Technique, right?" Before Mu Qing could think deeply, the black-robed man asked abruptly.

Mu Qing's eyelids shrank, his back was cold, and another sword qi shot towards the black-robed man.

The black-robed man was furious in his heart, and rushed directly towards Mu Qing, and while waving his sleeves to scatter Mu Qing's sword qi, he reached out as a claw and grabbed Mu Qing's neck.

Mu Qing's eyes lit up, his waist sank, his left foot stomped down, and his true qi split out along his left leg, only splitting the big tree under his feet in half, and his figure fell down, and he was already one height shorter than the black-robed man.

The black-robed man grabbed the air, his momentum changed, and he also fell down, and kicked Mu Qing's face door with his right foot with the wind and snow.

Mu Qing didn't choose to split sideways, a ruthless and decisive light flashed in his eyes, his cheeks bulged, and his true qi wrapped his hands and went straight up.

"Poof-" A huge force struck, and Mu Qing spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Qing's right wrist had been seriously injured before, and this time he had to use his right hand to block forward, which was worthy of contact, and the power like the top of a snow-capped mountain poured out, and his right palm was directly folded backwards, and it was about to be completely broken.

"Ah!!" Mu Qing's true qi surged wildly, protecting the meridians in his right hand. The scattered true qi was wisps, but it was extremely dangerous, and in the blink of an eye, a few blood marks appeared on Mu Qing's face.

The black-robed man sneered, and his left foot kicked him in the face again, Mu Qing waited for this moment, he turned sideways, and clamped the black-robed man's left leg with the elbow of his right hand, regardless of how much his arm was cracked, he endured the severe pain, and his left hand turned into a fist, and hit the edge of the black-robed man's left foot with great speed.

True Qi was rushing and roaring in the meridians, all of which converged on the fists, one punch, two punches, three punches, and Mu Qing's fists were all hitting the same place.

There was an inch-long hole on the edge of the sole of the black-robed man's left foot, Mu Qing always remembered Wang Yeqing's reminder, and the Broken Body Fighting God Style hit more than a dozen times between breaths, and the pure true qi finally entered the black-robed man's body through that small wound.

"Look for death!" The soles of his feet itched, the black-robed man understood, and no longer gave Mu Qing a chance, and kicked his free right leg directly in front of Mu Qing's chest, kicking Mu Qing away.

"Bang-" The smoke and dust and broken leaves were all buried in the darkness of the forest, and Mu Qing landed on the ground with his back and rolled out on the ground for more than ten zhang before stopping.

This delay is half a tea time.

The black-robed man flew in mid-air, his divine sense swept out, and he found the position of Yutai Jing in his breath, and was about to chase it, but he didn't chase it far, and his figure was stunned.

First there was a slight stinging sensation like a pinprick stick, and now it was a tingling sensation, the black-robed man raised his eyebrows, and the carrier flew towards Mu Qing with infinite coldness.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" A series of coughing sounds sounded in the dark forest.

Mu Qing was grabbed by the collar by the man in black and lifted up. His chest heaved and heaved, and the more he coughed, the more painful it became, but the more he coughed, the more he coughed, and he wanted to cough up all the broken bone stubble along with the blood.

"Is there a problem with your true qi?" a cold voice finally popped out from the black-robed man.

Mu Qing's eyes narrowed into a line, his gaze converged on the face of the black-robed man, and finally shook his head helplessly: "My true qi is poisonous, if you want to survive, let us go." ”

The black-robed man's face was covered with a deep blue-black halo, and the light and shadow flowed, like a calm sea.

After hearing Mu Qing's threat, the halo on his face rippled slightly, and his palm moved away from Mu Qing's collar, grabbed his neck, and lifted Mu Qing's feet off the ground, "The realm is so low, the threatening tone is not small." ”

Mu Qing's face flushed abnormally, and he said in a dumb voice: "Believe it or not, no one can solve the poison in my true qi, and if you want to survive, you must let us go." ”

The black-robed man was shocked in his heart, the itching on the soles of his feet slowly spread to his calves, and the true qi in the meridians had a rare feeling of stagnation, and he himself couldn't remember how many years he hadn't been in such a shoddy plot.

"Both of you are poison cultivators?"

"You only know now?uh-" Mu Qing's playful tone was exchanged for a sense of near-death experience that was difficult to breathe.

The halo that the black-robed man used to cover his face swayed slightly, and the more he comprehended the Great Dao, the more he would be affected by the Origin Heavenly Dao to which the Great Dao belonged, and the stronger the influence of mutual restraint would become. If Mu Qing was a poison cultivator who was only one level below him, then he would definitely seriously accept Mu Qing's opinion.

The black-robed man was silent for a moment, and Mu Qing didn't say anything more provocative at this time.

In such silence, the night in the forest was a little colder, and a drop of warm liquid fell on the tiger's mouth of the black-robed man, and when he thought that Yutaijing was farther away, the black-robed man no longer hesitated, punched Mu Qing's stomach, approached Mu Qing's ear, and said indifferently: "If you don't want to die, call out the antidote." ”

Mu Qing's back was bent, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his eyes widened, as if he saw the pair of extremely cold eyes behind the blue-black halo, he couldn't help but shudder, he never expected the other party to do the opposite.

The black-robed man looked in the direction of Taijing's escape, his tone was full of cat and mouse disdain, and he turned his head to stare at Mu Qing's miserable appearance and said, "You want to survive desperately, but you don't want to think that your abilities don't match." He said calmly, but his fist was like the hardest ice pick and slashed into Mu Qing's stomach again, "You want to threaten me, but you don't want to see who fell into whose hands." ”

Mu Qing narrowed his eyes and said viciously, "You can try." ”

See if you'll die.

The black-robed man's breathing was uncontrollably louder, was he more ruthless than anyone?

In fact, he has been controlling the strength in his hand all along, and he has not done his best, and at the end of the day, he really wants to ask something from Mu Qing's mouth, such as why his true qi is somewhat special, such as why he leaves the Fire Sword Technique.

But now those doubts don't matter, the young man doesn't know how thick the sky is, so it's better to go back to the furnace and rebuild it, thinking about it, he withdrew the fist that hit Mu Qing's stomach, bent his elbow, and the cold true qi gathered into an ice knife on his fist, and quickly stabbed Mu Qing in the stomach.

"Bang-" The sound of the clash of knives and swords was crisp and long, resounding through the forest.

"It's !! you"

Mu Qing and the black-robed man's voices were full of inexplicable emotions.