The place where the two masses of true qi burst open, it was like a calm lake that had just been thrown into a stone, and with this as the center, the surface of the lake like a mirror suddenly shattered, and the water waves were windy and turbulent, and one wave was far away and one wave was born, and in this secluded forest, there were circles of green and red ripples in all directions.

Mu Qing's strength started from his feet, and the whole person turned into a cyan streamer under the wrapping of true qi, he raised his sword forward, and his whole body formed a straight line with the sword in the air, and he had already followed the sword, and his strength penetrated the tip of the sword.

The wind swept through the forest, the sound of breaking the wind was urgent, and someone was swordsman.

The cyan streamer went against the wind, and the tip of the sword slashed through the wind and waves, piercing through the ripples of true qi.

After the true qi that was hit by Mu Qing's retrograde was split by Mu Qing, it converged together at a faster speed behind him and rushed into the distance, seeing that it was about to affect Liu Weirui and the others who were too late to react, but at this time, a warm wind was born in the dense forest without any warning, and after the aftermath of the true qi collided with it, it was like ice and snow melting.

Mu Qing didn't notice a strange scene behind him, and the half of Butcher Hu's resurrected true qi was consumed by Yue Jiu, which was the best opportunity.

The crimson true qi had not yet wrapped around the wooden stick, and the tip of the short sword cut the tip of the wooden stick very crisply this time, just like a knife cutting tofu without the slightest resistance.

The wind had only blown a millimeter, and the wooden stick that had seemed indestructible before had been broken.

Mu Qingxing's eyes lit up, his palms were upward, his arms were stretched out from bending, and his short sword and arms were in a straight line, and he completed the accumulation of power in a moment, and stabbed forward concisely and capably.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce the palm of his hand, Butcher Hu didn't know what move to use, and his entire right arm was like a piece of blood-soaked red jade.

"Ding-" The crisp sound of the exchange instantly pierced through the top of the dense forest, and the tip of the sword glowing with dark green and the rough and solid tiger's mouth collided together.

Hu Butcher was able to kill many people without relying on a sharp sword, and naturally there was a reason for his pride.

More than ten years ago, the assassin Tianbang "Butcher" created a famous name in the rivers and lakes, and his "Shura Hands" were the ones he used the most to kill.

After cultivating the Shura recipe to the three grades, when you can come into contact with the "Shura Sutra", you will know that the path of Shura killing is different from the innate origin avenue, and its avenue will appear in two paths: cultivation inside or outside.

Or practice physical skills, temper the body of Shura, constantly enrich the small world of the human body, and reach the realm of the avenue of turning into a soldier, or practice sword moves, refine the sword of Shura, and constantly use the sword to kill people to comprehend the true meaning of killing, and reach the peak protrusion in the Shura Dao. Especially the latter one, if the avenue is successful, it is a double cultivation of the sword path and the Shura Dao!

Hu Butcher didn't have any talent for learning swords, and he diligently embarked on the path of refining his body. In his peak period, Shura's body and limbs could be turned into red jade. Now the Great Dao is much broken, and he can only turn one arm into the hand of Shura.

But even if only one hand can be transformed into the body of Shura, the true intent of Shura is extremely condensed, and it is not something that Mu Qing can easily break with the huge amount of true qi.

In the eyes of the others present, Butcher Hu was able to resist Mu Qing's streamer blow with just one blood-soaked flesh palm, and they were all shocked and shaken.

The blow failed to work, Mu Qing was not discouraged, his starry eyes were slightly bright, and after stabilizing his mind, his true qi surged out even more.

"What, you want me to be poisoned?" A stream of cold and piercing intent struck the tiger's mouth from the tip of the sword, and Butcher Hu guessed Mu Qing's intentions.

Mu Qingjian's eyebrows frowned slightly, he didn't think that he could hide his purpose at all, and he didn't choose to give up because he saw through his purpose, and his wrist trembled and he was about to stab forward desperately.

The black green sword tip suddenly condensed an amber glass-like cyan true qi, and this condensed true qi swirled wildly around the tip of the sword, like a sharp iron cone drilling into the tiger's mouth of the Hu butcher, and in the overflowing watery true qi, it seemed that red jade fragments had begun to fly in the wind.

Hu Butcher's eyelids shrunk, and he no longer waited for Mu Qing to run out of breath.

As his mouth tightened, his thumb struck down on the tip of the sword, and the seemingly silent light blow made the original crack on the tip of the sword become much denser in an instant, and it was irrevocably extending towards the edge of the sword.

"Buzz-" The sound of striking returned, and the tip of the sword trembled wildly.

"Click-" A crisp cracking sound sounded, and before Mu Qing could retract the short sword in his hand, the tip of the sword could no longer withstand the almost silent second blow, and shattered into countless small cold iron sword shavings, which shot out like iron rain meteors, piercing into the trunk of the tree and shooting into the ground, making a "poof" sound.

The sword shavings were everywhere, and there were already a few blood marks on his cheeks, and Mu Qing's slender lips were pursed extremely tightly, and he turned his head to avoid more sword shavings.

The ruthlessness in Mu Qing's eyes gradually increased, and Butcher Hu was still using physical skills at the moment, which proved that Butcher Hu's true qi Zhou Tian was not perfect. The situation that he and Yue Jiu had created with great difficulty was impossible to give up like this.

What if the tip of the sword is broken, I still have the blade!

Mu Qing bent his elbow to withdraw his sword, the blade of the sword tilted down, and the sword light was like a waterfall falling to the ground, and it slashed at Butcher Hu's chest quickly, and there was no pause.

"Hmph, stinky boy still doesn't give up?"

Hu Butcher stepped back with his left foot, and between pitching and withdrawing, Shura's hand had already re-crossed in front of him, and there was a loud "bang" between it and the blade.

One sword, two swords, three swords, ten swords...... , the short sword light is cold, like a pipa with a bare hand, noisy and cutting once slashed, and like a condensed ice spring, the silver bottle burst through the water slurry between the tactful ding dong, and all poured into the chest of the butcher Hu.

The sound of the clash of gold and stone continued, and the blade of the short sword had already appeared bad.

His wrist was so sore that he was shocked by the backlash, Mu Qing's face was calm, but his heart was shocked. He just heard that after someone stepped on the martial arts, he practiced physical skills to temper himself, and the hardness of his physical body at the peak was comparable to that of a golden stone. But why is it that Hu Butcher, who is obviously the way of Shura killing, can be so hard in his flesh?

Hu Butcher's heart was full of anger, the kid in front of him was like eating an aphrodisiac, his Shura hand was still able to hold on, but after the huge force was transmitted to the whole body through his arm, it shook endlessly between his chest and abdomen, and a breath of Zhou Tian's true qi was always so short to recover.

"Bang bang bang-" Hu Butcher's true qi failed to recover Zhou Tian, but Mu Qing could still continue to squeeze the true qi in the meridians and points of Shaoyin and Shaoyang, and his slashing action had already turned into a mass of dissolving sword shadows.

"Mu Qing, take the sword!"

Yuejiu watched in shock as Mu Qing slashed like a reckless man, the short sword in his hand was about to completely shatter, and he hurriedly shot his saber Yuehua over.

After the Great Dao fight, Yue Jiu was not lightly injured by the sword, and he had already accepted his fate, but in the slashing sound of Mu Qing's madness, he saw the sun again, and it seemed that he could see the sky again.

Mu Qing's body has the kind of vitality that Yue Jiu may have had before but has long been lost now, never give up, persistent and brave, and refuse to accept fate!

The Yuehua sword that tore through the air came extremely quickly, and Mu Qing took advantage of the situation, pushing the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and stabbed into the chest of Hu Butcher, who had never been cultivated, wanting to kill him with one blow.

"Do you really want Uncle Ben's life?" Butcher Hu's eyes grew angry, if he did his best at the beginning, Mu Qing wouldn't be able to survive a round in front of him.

Now he was attacked by the two juniors who cooperated seamlessly, and he was dragged into such an embarrassing situation.

After using Shura's hand, Hu Butcher has been waiting for Mu Qing to run out of energy.

It is expected that Mu Qing's true qi is very strong and huge, and unexpectedly Mu Qing's true qi is also very strong and huge.

At the beginning, Butcher Hu still thought that Mu Qing's true qi was only comparable to the peak of the second grade, but now it seems that Mu Qing's Zhou Tian's true qi is even more than his own, this kid is young, where did he go to cultivate so much true qi?

Adventure?

The situation was a little critical, Butcher Hu shook his head and dispelled these untimely suspicions in his heart, and thought that if it weren't for Mu Qing's true qi being more but lacking the true intent of the Great Dao, I am afraid that he himself would be defeated.

Butcher Hu's thoughts flickered quickly, but Mu Qing's Yuehua Sword pushed faster, so fast that it had already pressed the cold tip of the sword against Butcher Hu's chest.

The blood in Butcher Hu's eyes suddenly became ten times thicker, and the meaning of madness appeared for the first time on that calm and ordinary face.

Since it's not the dagger that is stained with poison, why be afraid?

Grandpa is desperately injured today, and he has to punch this kid to vomit blood!

Butcher Hu thought of this, and there was a trace of ruthlessness and determination in his blood-colored eyes, and his body, which was already a cut lower than Mu Qing, suddenly sank.

Mu Qing was already at the tip of the Yuehua Sword at this time, and it was impossible for him to change the direction, so he could only stab at his shoulder uncontrollably.

Hu Butcher continued to block Mu Qing's short sword slash while holding the right arm of Shura's hand, the shoulder muscles contracted suddenly, restraining the tip of the sword that had been pierced into half an inch, and the mouthful of Zhou Tian's true qi in his chest was finally completed at this time, and the crimson true qi on his left hand gathered like a blood spring, and after turning his palm into a fist, the blood spring surged and gathered at one point, and it was also blasted towards Mu Qing with an amber-like true qi.

"Drink!" Mu Qing's eyes flashed with stars, and the amber-like true qi hidden in the two qi routes of Shaoyin and Shaoyang melted like water, and was all used, and while frantically pouring into Hu Butcher's shoulder through the Yuehua Sword, a thick wall of true qi accumulated in his abdomen.

Mu Qing was gambling, betting that Hu Butcher's punch could not kill him after breaking through the defense of his true qi, and he was also betting that his true qi could poison the other party earlier.

"Bang-" The fist fell to the ground.

"Poof-" True Qi poured over his shoulder.

"Your true qi is actually poisonous?" asked Butcher Hu aloud in surprise for the first time.

A strong and incomparably rich true qi entered the body, but after a moment, Butcher Hu found out that something was wrong.

Originally, he used his shoulder muscles to clamp the piercing Yuehua Sword to limit Mu Qing's position so that he could punch better.

When Mu Qing still didn't give up the action of holding the sword and stabbing in, Hu Butcher was a little surprised, but more than that, he was happy, because the Yuehua Sword had been entangled in the Shura True Qi mass near the muscles, and it was impossible for Mu Qing to cause more damage to him.

But when Mu Qing's true qi as rich as cyan amber entered his body, breaking through Shura's true qi and quickly burrowing into the flesh and blood, Hu Butcher, who had experienced more than Yue Jiu, couldn't help but recall a master of poison he had met in the early years, it was really an unforgettable memory, Hu Butcher knew for the first time that some people's true qi could be poisonous,

Now, after many years, a familiar feeling spreads through the body again.

Hu Butcher was shocked to find that Mu Qing's true qi was not only the same as that master's true qi, but it seemed to be much thicker, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart at his previous judgment mistake, the shoulder muscles that were originally clamping the Yuehua Sword quickly relaxed, and the fist that was condensed like a blood brick did not pay attention to sending more force into Mu Qing's body, but directly punched Mu Qing and flew away.

"Knock knock. The sudden rapid heartbeat rang in my ears like rolling thunder.

The heart is like a needle prick, and it is really a feeling of a heart like a needle prick. Butcher Hu's old face was wrinkled, and the painful feeling like an ant devouring gradually spread from his shoulder to his whole body.