When Hou Qingrou was angry, the temperature inside and outside the walls of the Nangong Garden plummeted. The two parties suddenly felt the monstrous killing intent, and Hou Qingrou's figure suddenly moved. An afterimage quickly swept over their heads, rapidly approaching Mu Xiao and the Black Dragon. Everywhere she went, a cold wind followed her.

Seeing this, Mu Xiao threw Nangong Qi aside and jumped to the ground. The black dragon did not hesitate, at this moment, Hou Qingrou was behind Nangong Cloud Curtain, and he also attacked. In the face of the two of them shooting at the same time, Mu Xiao and Heilong did feel pressure, if Wan Shaohong couldn't arrive in time, it would be difficult for the two of them to defeat Nangong and his wife, the realm gap was there, according to common sense Nangong, they could crush Mu Xiao and Heilong, this was a result without suspense, and everyone thought so.

But at this time, it is obvious that there is no longer a wait, so I can only do it head-on. Hou Qingrou approached Mu Xiao, and her sleeve-length hand suddenly leaned forward, and the cold breath around her body suddenly became stronger. Mu Xiao scolded coldly, how could the people of this Tianyuan practice this kind of cold and fast martial arts, most of the people who fought with him before were like this, even Jiang Qiaoqiao was no exception.

When Hou Qingrou's palm poked out in front of her, an illusory palm appeared in front of her, two meters in size, and white mist rose. With a cold snort, his body was as elegant as a dance, and when his palm was gently pushed forward, the white mist instantly submerged Mu Xiao.

The white mist containing a biting chill surrounded Mu Xiao, and at this moment, thousands of needles pierced him, and the illusory palm shadow was within three feet of Mu Xiao. Mu Xiao clearly felt the illusory palm, with majestic power, squeezing his body, at this moment, like a mountain pressing on the top, the Taicang body method was awe-inspiring.

Whoosh, Mu Xiao dodged sharply At the same time, the worry-free sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sound of chanting made Hou Qingrou immediately alert. She suddenly leaned back to dodge, and Mu Xiao's sword blade swept a few fingers away from her abdomen with a golden light. The white mist that surrounded Mu Xiao dispersed from around Mu Xiao as Hou Qingrou retreated.

But Mu Xiao didn't have time to think about it, because at the same time, Hou Qingzi had already fallen down, waving her long skirt and suddenly floating up the moment she landed, only to see her facing Mu Xiao's position, her arms spread out and the white mist appeared again, and it was even more terrifying than Fang Cai.

"Mu Xiao, go die!"

At the same time as roaring at Mu Xiao, within a few zhang of Hou Qingrou's center, there was a dense ice sword condensed out of thin air, yes, it was a cold sword qi sword qi, coupled with Hou Qingrou's monstrous anger, which made the two sides around him retreat one after another, and even Nangong Cloud Curtain and Black Dragon invariably stopped and retreated a few zhang away.

Mu Xiao wondered, is this the Linglong Sword Formation? But it doesn't look like it, Hou Qingrou's Sword Formation is obviously much stronger than the Linglong Sword Formation used by Hou Zhengfeng before. This woman made Mu Xiao a little surprised, he didn't expect that Mrs. Nangong seemed to be much stronger than Nangong Yunmu.

Suddenly, Mu Xiao, who was in mid-air, suddenly moved, and one swooped down, Taicang's true qi exploded, and his whole body was golden like a Buddha in mid-air. The vicissitudes of life made everyone have an urge to worship, and Hou Qingrou was also slightly stunned, but it was only a blink of an eye. Her toes were like needles on the ground, moving lightly, rushing forward, and her hands softly controlled the sword formation, suddenly enveloping Mu Xiao. In an instant, all the ice swords shot towards Mu Xiao.

Whoosh... The piercing sound is extremely strange under the gray night, and the outer wall of the Nangong at this moment, the flowers and leaves, are covered with white mist, and you can even see the scene of freezing. This is caused by the breath emitted by Hou Qingrou.

Mu Xiao held the Carefree Sword in his hand, like crazy, shuttling back and forth in Hou Qingrou's sword array. At first his movements seemed slow, but suddenly his speed became faster and faster. What is hateful is the worry-free sky falling style, sweeping thousands of troops has no effect on the gentle sword formation, and when he escapes down, the sword formation is still in pursuit. Hou Qingrou's sword formation was like an eagle, chasing the little chicken in front of Mu Xiao.

When he landed, Mu Xiao suddenly changed direction, and the afterimage swept away, fleeing towards Nangong Qiqi's location. Hou Qingrou was shocked, and wanted to withdraw his sword formation two zhang away, but unfortunately it was too late.

The ice sword shot at Mu Xiao, but unexpectedly, his body changed, and he shot to the side, and the dense ice sword slammed into Nangong Qiqi on the ground. Although Hou Qingrou had withdrawn some of his strength, Nangong Qiqi was already injured, and he couldn't see it with his eyes, so he was afraid that he was already very lucky.

"Ah......h

Nangong Qiqi was suddenly attacked, and let out a shocking scream, his legs, feet and even his body were full of holes. He vomited blood in his mouth and couldn't say a word.

"No......!

"Qi Qi.."

Hou Qingrou and Nangong Yunmu screamed in despair at the same time, like the sound of thunder shaking the sky echoing under the night sky in the south of the city, and the two of them swept towards Nangong Qi at the same time, Mu Xiao and Heilong did not take the opportunity to attack.

Hou Qingrou picked up Nangong Qiqi and hugged her tightly in her arms, and the black cloth that Nangong Qiqi covered her eyes fell with the wind at this moment. The bloodied eyes didn't open, only a few tears slowly rolled down from the corners of the eyes. As his hand fell, Hou Qingrou roared at the sky again!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry .." Hou Qingrou kept repeating sorry in her mouth, she accidentally killed her son, and no one felt the desolation and grief in his heart at this time.

Nangong Cloud Curtain on the side slowly turned his head and looked at Mu Xiao hysterically: "Mu Xiao thief, I will never die with you!"

"Mu Xiao'er, you kill my son, I ...... I will never die with you!" As soon as Nangong Yunmu's words fell, an old man's voice came out of the crowd in Nangong. Qiu Ningzhong stood up, his old face twitching. He was more afraid of Mu Xiao in his heart at the moment, Mu Xiao was able to escape unharmed under Hou Qingrou's hands, how could he compete with the strength of a swordsman?

"Old man, you are also from Nangong Courtyard, right? Tell me how I killed your son? Who is your son?" Mu Xiao's voice was not loud, it sounded very flat, and of course he could see that Qiu Ningzhong was a little scared before he did it on purpose.

Qiu Ningzhong took a deep breath, slowly approached Mu Xiao at this time, and stopped three meters away: "Let me ask you, Qiu Baihao was killed by you?"

Qiu Baihao? Mu Xiao suddenly remembered, wasn't it the same Qiu Baihao who was killed in the suburbs that day? So the old man in front of him was his father?

"Yes, I killed it. "Mu Xiao has nothing to hide.

"Good!"

Sou...... , Qiu Ningzhong only said one word, and at this moment, several silver needles on his cuffs burst towards Mu Xiao. But there was a faint stinging pain in his arm, and he knew that he had been shot anyway, but fortunately it wasn't hurt somewhere else.

Swish...... burst

Qiu Ningzhong raised his sleeves again, but his body suddenly froze, and on Qiu Ningzhong's eyebrows, a three-inch flying knife passed through it, and he often fell down. Looking back at the back of him, the black dragon was still making a flying knife gesture that he would have time to retract.

"The old thing is actually plotting," the black dragon raised the corners of his eyes and said coldly.

Qiu Ningzhong's appearance seems to be unexpected, but there is another reason for it. Nangong Yunmu looked at Mu Xiao with an extremely strange look. At this moment, Mu Xiao's arm suddenly went sore, and after a moment, his eyes turned black and fell to the ground.

"Mu Xiao, Mu Xiao ......" The black dragon was shocked, and Qiu Ningzhong's old bastard fed poison on the silver needle. There was a commotion among the other Black Dragon Society. Now that the people of the Wan family have not arrived, Mu Xiao has fallen and there is one less strong man who can match Nangong and his wife, and the current situation has suddenly changed, which makes the black dragon unexpected.

The black dragon glared at Nangong Yunmu angrily and roared: "The dignified Nangong courtyard actually poisoned the opponent, and he was not afraid of people's jokes when it was spread. ”

Hahaha, when Nangong Yunmu heard this, he almost laughed madly, and after a while, he said with a cold face: "Joke? none of you can escape today, after tonight, my Nangong Yunmu will still be the Lord of Tianyuan City!"

As he spoke, he took out the brocade box, and the fragrance of Taiqing Dan came to his nose, and everyone's spirits were suddenly shocked.

"Wow, what's that smell?"

"What kind of elixir is this, it's so fragrant?"

"And a little refreshment!"

Everyone discussed privately, in the noisy crowd, Mu Tiantian always stared at Mu Xiao who fell to the ground, his emotions in his heart became inexplicably complicated, is this really the result he wants? Because of his selfishness, he harmed the nameless village, and now he has returned it to Nangong Cloud Curtain Taiqing Dan, if he takes it, will his skills really increase greatly, will he kill everyone on the scene?

Nangong Cloud Curtain, the Taiqing Dan in his hand has already been put to his mouth, at this moment. Mu Tiantian suddenly rushed out: "Slow"

However, when he spoke, Nangong Yunmu had already swallowed Taiqing Dan. Mu Tiantian shouted at everyone in a panic: "Everyone run, he has taken the Taiqing Dan, his skills have increased greatly, and he will lose his mind, everyone run away!"

Mu Tiantian let go, and at this time, the last trace of unquenched conscience awakened him!

Bang, Nangong Yunmu suddenly slapped Mu Tiantian on the abdomen and said angrily: "Even you want to betray me?"

Seeing those Nangong courtyard guards fleeing one after another, Nangong Yunmu was furious. Seeing that the people of the Black Mengmeng Society moved slightly, but their own guards fled one after another, what is this? Could it be that my Nangong Cloud Curtain is about to rebel? So what?

At this time, Mu Tiantian, who was lying two feet away, stared at Mu Xiao's direction with blood from the corners of his mouth, and shouted: "Xiao, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Thunderclan!"

"You traitor" Nangong Yunmu suddenly burst into muscles, his eyes became blood-red, and his body underwent earth-shaking changes, and suddenly he disappeared in place, turning into an afterimage and suddenly swept towards Mu Tiantian. The moment the palm of his hand was raised, a terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire outer courtyard, even more terrifying than the coldness that Hou Qingrou had just erupted.

At the last moment, a shadow in front of him swept by, carrying Mu Tiantian in front of him.

Bang! There was a loud bang, where Mu Tiantian was just now, a large pit of several meters appeared, and the power of Nangong Yunmu's palm made the people present extremely frightened, and even Wan Shaohong, who had just appeared, was full of black lines. At this moment, the Nangong Cloud Curtain is like a demon, after devouring the Taiqing Dan, his strength is close to the consummation of the Sword Venerable realm, and the power of the True Sword Venerable at this time makes him extremely excited, it seems that the world is his own!

"Husband" was still holding Hou Qingrou, who was in front of Nangong, looking at the Nangong cloud curtain in front of him. She was desperate, she killed her son with her own hands, and her husband took Taiqing Dan again, and her life was ruined. He gently called Nangong Yunmu, but the dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed into his chest.

"Brother, I'm here!" In the stunned gaze of Heilong and the others, Hou Qingrou slowly fell, this was the last language she left in the world.