When Mu Wanfeng came back to his senses, the thought only flashed, and his hand twitched back, while his body instinctively retreated.

Suddenly, Qiu Fusheng made an unexpected move again.

His left hand suddenly poked out, and the spiritual power was frantically poured into the palm of his hand, and he pointed it as a claw, and actually clamped down the slashed Qianjun.

Although Qianjun is not as sharp as other thin swords, he also has a sharp edge, and with the blessing of spiritual power, no matter how much Qiu Fusheng uses spiritual power to defend, his palm will be cut off.

However, just a moment before his palm was cut off, he still struggled to drag Qianjun back together with Mu Wanfeng.

Mu Wanfeng was furious, scolded in her heart, and meowed, this bastard is going to change hands!

Hurt the enemy by a thousand, self-damage by 800, really ruthless!

Mu Wanfeng really couldn't figure it out, did Qiu Fusheng's inexplicable hatred for himself go deep into the bone marrow?

But why just cut off your hand, instead of stabbing yourself in the heart?

At the moment when this thought came to him, his left hand shook violently, but only a crisp sound was heard.

Bite!

The expected pain did not come as expected.

Mu Wanfeng looked sideways, and found that the storage ring in his left hand blocked the spirit sword of Qiu Fusheng.

Wrong!

Mu Wanfeng's mind turned sharply, combined with Qiu Fusheng's words just now, he immediately thought of his purpose, but it was too late.

The storage ring took a blow, quickly filling with fine cracks, and then shattered with a bang.

Qiu Fusheng frowned at the severed palm, but the corners of his mouth were smug, and his expression was quite strange.

"Senior Brother Mu, take a look at it with a sentence. ”

Mu Wanfeng's face was full of anger, and she shouted: "Revenge resurrection!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in his left hand began to ripple and twist significantly.

Then one by one, the objects appeared out of thin air, and then fell to the ground, making various noises.

The first thing that appeared was the jade bottle containing the elixir and the spiritual liquid, followed by the refining materials, which were all kinds and countless.

Some of the disciples who were still paying attention to this side gasped one after another.

You don't see it, Wang Ba Niu is as strong as a dog, you don't see it, Wang Ba Lamb is rich and oily!

Even the well-informed Gu Taiqing was terrified, those refining materials that he knew and didn't know were worth more than the sum of Yuntian Palace.

Suddenly, his pupils constricted suddenly, and a stone as black as ink and inconspicuous caught his attention.

This is...... Obsidian?

He was too familiar with the materials needed for the spatial teleportation array, and he would never admit it.

I thought that there was one more genius in Yuntian Palace, like Haoyue and stars, but I didn't expect it to be the remnant of the cult.

Gu Taiqing suddenly thought of the words that popped out of the mouth of the man who was killed by him with a palm a few days ago.

"Guess who in Yuntian Palace will suddenly jump out and kill you?"

The scenes of the past resurfaced, and Gu Taiqing became more and more sure of the thoughts in his heart.

With the strength shown by Mu Wanfeng, if there is a sudden sneak attack, it is impossible to say that he will really succeed.

has been lurking for so many years, winning the trust of Wan Beichen, just to murder himself, how vicious this son is.

The more Gu Taiqing thought about it, the more angry he became, and slapped the coffee table apart with one palm. The tea bowl also fell to the ground and shattered.

He stood up and saw something again.

Mu Wanfeng's side was swaying, the brilliance flashed, and a silver spear was exposed to the air.

When Gu Taiqing saw this silver spear, he no longer had the slightest doubt in his heart, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Jumang!"

Before the words fell, he disappeared in place in an instant, and flew towards Mu Wanfeng quickly.

At some point, he had already grasped a spirit sword in his hand, and the cold light was shining.

"Mu Wanfeng!

This roar of spiritual power made Mu Wanfeng suddenly look in the direction of Gu Taiqing.

Gu Taiqing raised his eyebrows angrily, and his blood-red eyes burned with hatred.

Looking at it like that, it is to eat flesh and drink blood, and crush bones and ashes.

Mu Wanfeng didn't know where this hatred came from, but there was no need to understand.

Zhanqing's sentence is flashing, and if he is clever and clever, he will definitely not be able to argue, and Yuntian Palace will definitely not be able to stay.

Coupled with the murderous intent revealed by Gu Taiqing, he couldn't wait for the master to come back.

Despite being aggrieved and in a hurry, Mu Wanfeng could only choose to escape.

Just one Gu Taiqing is enough for him to drink a pot, and the sum of Yuntian Palace is not something he can match at this time.

"Senior Brother Mu, let me show you, the real wind blows the snow!"

Qiu Fusheng blinked his eyes, as if gossiping, and did not feel half angry because Mu Wanfeng broke his palm.

At present, the situation has burned his ass, Mu Wanfeng can't manage it so much, and he doesn't want to take revenge on him.

He let out a loud shout, revived the revenge in front of him with one kick, and kicked Gu Taiqing and flew over.

After seeing Qiu Fusheng break his palm, Gu Ling was frightened, his heart twitched with pain, and tears kept pouring out, and he couldn't hold his bag.

She forgot her movements for a while, and when she saw Qiu Fusheng being kicked again, she suddenly woke up and ran towards the ring.

Gu Taiqing's eyes were split, and when he saw Qiu Fusheng flying over, he stretched out his hand to catch it.

When the distance is one zhang, a steep change arises suddenly.

Qiu Fusheng clenched the fine snow in his hand, turned around suddenly, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, like a tumbling wave, condensed into substance.

Mu Wanfeng's footsteps that wanted to slip away suddenly stopped, and his eyes widened as he looked at Qiu Fusheng.

He's meowing, this bastard turned out to be the Purple Mansion Realm!

Looking at the strength of the spiritual power that erupted from it, it is estimated that the lowest is also the second level of the Purple Mansion.

A person with the lowest Purple Mansion double cultivation actually came to compete with him, it was just stinky!

The next moment, something even more unexpected made Mu Wanfeng not only widen her eyes, but even opened her mouth, which was enough to stuff Xiaomi in.

The corners of Qiu Fusheng's mouth were hooked, with a mocking smile, aimed at the oncoming Gu Taiqing, and stabbed him with a sword.

Puff~

No matter how high Gu Taiqing's cultivation is, he can't use his body to block the incomparably sharp spirit sword.

What's more, Qiu Fusheng is a double of the Purple Mansion, and he stabbed it with all his might.

Caught off guard, Gu Taiqing could only turn his body a little sideways, causing the spirit sword to deviate from his heart.

The spirit sword pierced through, bringing out a bright red, and soon condensed into frost due to the extremely cold nature of fine snow.

Gu Ling, who had just rushed over halfway, was reversed by the scene in front of him and was stunned on the spot again.

She covered her mouth and tried not to let herself scream, and even the tears that she couldn't hold back a moment ago came to an abrupt end at this time.

"Teacher, senior brother...... He, he...... What are you doing......"

Gu Taiqing also looked incredulous, he raised him single-handedly, regarded him as his own disciple, and actually harbored evil intentions and wanted to put him to death.

This kind of betrayal made him unable to accept it no matter what.

"Resurrection! You ......"

Qiu Fusheng didn't answer, his eyes revealed endless killing intent.

His heart was crossed, and he stabbed again, pulling the fine snow out of Gu Taiqing's chest.

Then, like a swimming dragon, Qiu Fusheng turned his body upside down and flew into the air.

Shocking, the wind blows the snow!

Gu Ling performed the moves he had performed before, and at this time, in the hands of Qiu Fusheng, he showed it again.

The sword moves of revenge resurrection are more gorgeous and dazzling than those of the ancient spirits.

In the light and shadow of the sword close to the sword, the humming sound was endless, just like a dragon going out to sea and a phoenix in the nine heavens.

Gu Taiqing was shocked and shocked, after all, he was not Hazi, and he would not sit still.

He was stabbed with a sword just now, and the situation reversed too quickly, and he was a little caught off guard, how could he easily let Qiu Fusheng succeed at this time?

The three giants of the righteous path, Tang Yuping Purple Mansion Sevenfold, Kong Ye and Gu Taiqing are all Purple Mansion Sixfold.

Gu Taiqing's strength is actually not far from Tang Yuping.

The spiritual power contained in his body has reached the critical point of breakthrough, but it is just for the sake of the foundation, and he has not taken that step for a long time.

At this time, Gu Taiqing was already furious, and his strength exploded in an instant.

Whoa......

The ancient Taiqing thunder trick was cast instantly, surrounded by thunder and lightning, and his long hair was flying, like a god descending to earth.

The spiritual power that slanted out, like a monstrous flood, slapped towards the resurrection of revenge.

Boom!

Gu Taiqing ignored the rain of swords, and passed three swords in succession, and in just an instant, all the sword moves of Qiu Fusheng were broken.

At the same time, Qiu Fusheng snorted, spit out a mouthful of blood, and threw it into the air.

The disparity in strength between the two is too great, even if Gu Taiqing is seriously injured, it is still not an existence that can be matched by Qiu Fusheng.

Even if Qiu Fusheng was able to suppress Mu Wanfeng just now, he would be immediately defeated at this time.

After flying out of the air, Qiu Fusheng stabilized his figure in the air, his brows furrowed tightly.

For this disciple who wants to kill himself, Gu Taiqing is heartbroken, he just thinks that he has raised a beast, and his subordinates will naturally not show mercy anymore.

He didn't stop, he flew up, and he was ready to get rid of this evil animal, and then go to clean up Mu Wanfeng.

Unbeknownst to him, as soon as he flew into the air, his body suddenly trembled.

The thunder and lightning around Gu Taiqing's body disappeared in an instant, and the monstrous spiritual power was also blocked back into his body as if he had encountered a.

He immediately seemed to understand something, and he was furious, and shouted: "Revenge! You brute! You ......."

However, before he could finish his sentence, he was confronted with a stormy attack.

The wind blows the snow, and the wind blows the snow again!

Only this time, Gu Taiqing only tried his best to block a few moves, and he was swallowed by the rain of swords, and a little blood was floating in the air......

Mu Wanfeng was stunned, and she also understood what Qiu Fusheng said before.

Whatever kills people with a sword, or what blows the snow blows, they don't come at themselves.

Mu Wanfeng muttered: "The wind blows the snow, the wind blows the snow...... Heh~ Is this the wind blowing blood?"

For a long time, the sword rain stopped.

Gu Taiqing withstood all the attacks, but he was already riddled with holes, and he fell to the ground and was dying.

His hair was disheveled, embarrassed, and he kept vomiting blood, completely losing the appearance of a fairy wind bone.

Qiu Fusheng also fell back to the ground, panting heavily, his eyes full of madness, and the flamboyance after his success.

Step by step, he walked towards Gu Taiqing, slowly and enjoyingly, only two zhang away, as if it had taken a lifetime to walk.

Finally, Qiu Fusheng walked in front of Gu Taiqing and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Old thing, how's it going?

Qiu Fusheng was laughing, and the whole person was trembling because of excitement and excitement.

Gu Taiqing seemed to understand, and stared at Qiu Fusheng: "It's you! It turns out to be you! cough cough ......."

He finally understood that the person he killed that day was not making a big fuss, and there were really people who wanted to kill him.

It's just that I didn't expect this person to be revenge.

Gu Taiqing asked weakly, "You brute! ahem...... You still poisoned me?"

Qiu Fusheng said proudly: "That's right, I don't understand, right? With your realm, as long as ordinary poison enters the body, how can it not be discovered by you?"

He laughed twice, and then said, "Do you remember the tea you drank? No, no, no, don't doubt yourself, there is no poison in that tea, but it is ......."

Qiu Fusheng raised the fine snow in his hand and said, "In this sword, there is a kind of junior sister's favorite flower, called Ning Xiang Flower. ”