Mu Wanfeng restrained the strength of the rampage, squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Isn't this a move used by the ancient spirits to blow the snow?

Mu Wanfeng couldn't help but think of the kind of gorgeous sword moves that were gorgeous to the extreme when Gu Ling cast the wind blowing snow.

He can't move now, and he can understand it with one move, but he wants to use this trick to end his life?

If that's the case, isn't that a fart off your pants and an extra move?

Qiu Fusheng shook his head, as if he was very interested in talking, and he was not in a hurry to make a move.

He didn't answer Mu Wanfeng's question, but said to himself: "I'm talking about the real wind blowing snow, and Ling'er's performance is not comprehensive." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly let out a long sigh and looked up at the sky of Tianquan Peak.

"Alas, you don't understand, you don't understand......"

If it weren't for Mu Wanfeng, who saw a trace of sadness and a hint of loneliness in his dark pupils, he almost thought he was stunned.

"I really don't understand!"

Mu Wanfeng followed his words, and at the same time did not forget to see the stitches, trying to suppress the power of the blood veins and trying to control the body.

Over the years, Mu Wanfeng has been accustomed to doing everything on her own.

Countless life-and-death crises, he also survived in this way.

He also understands that Xiaomi will definitely not help until the critical moment.

And the stubbornness in his bones does not allow him to ask for anything.

Men, what they say, bear their own clothes, wear their own clothes, and their own daughters-in-law, they have to make their own dishes!

Qiu Fusheng retracted his gaze, put on a smile again, and said, "Senior Brother Mu, you have earth-shattering talents, and you are ancient and modern. ”

"If you let it develop, maybe even the ancestor Tianjizi will not be able to match it, but it's a pity...... I may not be able to see ......"

Mu Wanfeng already saw cold sweat on his forehead, and forced himself to calm down: "Because I'm going to die?"

Qiu Fusheng put the sword in front of him, ignoring the cold air on the fine snow, his left hand caressed the sword, and he sighed and admired while stroking.

"What a good sword!"

Mu Wanfeng scolded secretly in her heart, meow, you are a good sword, your whole family is a good sword!

Then, the tip of Qiu Fusheng's nose sniffed lightly, and a look of enjoyment suddenly appeared on his face.

"Senior Brother Mu, what do you think of this incense flower?"

Mu Wanfeng was furious, obviously whatever he said, with the current brain of revenge resurrection, he would not follow his own train of thought.

On the contrary, it was himself who was led by the nose and walked all the way.

Sure enough, it is not his urine nature, it is not his urine posture.

"Hmph! Rubbing the spirit sword with grease and powder, it's up to you to think of it. This spirit sword catches the anger in the hands of the woman, and catches the riot bag in the hands of the man!"

"Tie a broom to the buttocks, pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, and the barnyard flower takes off its hair, and it is still a dog's tail grass!"

Instead of being angry, Qiu Fusheng laughed again.

Under the ring, Gu Taiqing saw that Qiu Fusheng didn't make a move, but talked and laughed with Mu Wanfeng, and couldn't help but clench his fists.

He couldn't understand what this disciple wanted.

Although Xiang Xuelan and Chongxiao were standing in a heap, in a confrontation with Xue Wuxi, the rest of their eyes were observing the situation in the ring at any time.

Although he wondered why Qiu Fusheng didn't make a move, he didn't dare to be sure, he would never make a move.

So Xiang Xuelan took out a spirit sword, pointed at Xue Wuxi, and said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

As soon as the spirit sword came out, the temperature within a radius of ten zhang plummeted, as if it was in a cold winter wax moon.

The sword body is crystal clear, and the light can be distinguished, which fully displays the temperament of Xiang Xuelan like a quiet orchid, and deceives the frost and snow.

Seeing this scene, Xue Wuxian showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then he knew it in his heart.

"The best spiritual weapon, two women, one person and one handle, Mu Wanfeng is really willing, but you are still a parting gift~"

When Xiang Xuelan heard this, she immediately became angry and shouted, "It's you!

The two top-grade spiritual weapons refined by Mu Wanfeng, she and Han Rou have never shown them.

Now that it has been broken by Xue Wuxian with a word, Han Rou's whereabouts are self-evident.

Xue Wuxian neither admitted nor denied it, just laughed and said nothing.

Xiang Xuelan was so angry that she wanted to make a move, but at this moment, she found that the people in Baihua Valley had all gathered around and stood beside Xue Wuxi.

At first, there were not many people in Baihua Valley who paid attention to this side, but when Xiang Xuelan took out the best spiritual weapon, they finally noticed that something was wrong, and they all rushed over.

Shen Tianxin leaned against Xue Wuxian and confronted Xiang Xuelan, looking at Chongxiao indifferently with an expressionless face.

Chongxiao was so concerned about Mu Wanfeng that he didn't notice that there was someone in the crowd staring at him closely.

Gu Taiqing was engrossed, his whole body and mind were in the ring, and he didn't care about the movement here.

There was paranoia in his eyes, and a hint of violence.

seems to have decided that Mu Wanfeng is a cult demon, and he will not rest until he dies.

Bidou got rid of control, Gu Taiqing didn't let go, and the rest of the peak masters were helpless.

But just when they were anxious, it was a wave of unsettled, and a wave of upsurge.

The fire in the ring has not been extinguished, and Xiang Xuelan's side is burning again.

A good righteous competition, I thought it would end with Mu Wanfeng winning the first place, and Yuntian Palace was overjoyed.

How do you know that after such a stirring of revenge, it will be a miasma of smoke and chaos.

Several peak masters had no choice but to gather towards Xiang Xuelan's side again.

Between Mu Wanfeng and Qiu Fusheng, there is Gu Taiqing blocking them, and it is inconvenient for them to make a move, but I believe that the contradictions here can still be resolved.

Yue Xiangchen hugged the spotted cat and scolded, "What's the matter?

At the same time, Qiu Fusheng laughed for a while before he gradually stopped.

He looked at Mu Wanfeng and said slowly: "You can say so much in one breath, it seems that you should have recovered." ”

Mu Wanfeng's face changed, he thought that he was hiding it well, and he was about to resurrect his vendetta, but he didn't expect to be seen through.

With the experience of the last time, Mu Wanfeng's two mental formulas only ran for a moment, and they were immediately cut off.

The power of the rampage was even more difficult to suppress than last time, and in just a short time, it made Mu Wanfeng more injured than ever.

Fortunately, Mu Wanfeng counted the time, and sure enough, it was unexpected.

The seal left by his father and mother came a little faster than before, and the bloodline power of the riot was smoothed in an instant.

Since he was seen through by Qiu Fusheng, he simply didn't hide the Wanfeng anymore, twisted his neck twice, and made a crisp click.

"If you didn't do it earlier, wouldn't you be worried about being killed by me?"

Qiu Fusheng didn't panic, stared at Mu Wanfeng's left hand, and looked at it carefully.

After a while, he suddenly sighed inexplicably: "Senior Brother Mu, the ring you are wearing is different from the previous days~"

Mu Wanfeng's eyes froze and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

Qiu Fusheng smiled: "Do you remember the first time we met in Yandang Mountain?"

Seeing that Mu Wanfeng didn't answer, he said to himself: "At that time, you wore two rings on your hands, one high-level and one low-level. ”

"At that time, I was very puzzled, where did you, a disciple of the Qi cultivation period, get the high-level storage ring. ”

The more Mu Wanfeng listened, the more frightened she became, and suddenly found that he was completely exposed to Qiu Fusheng's eyes.

He thought that God didn't know what the ghosts didn't know, but Qiu Fusheng actually had insight into everything and knew everything.

Mu Wanfeng was cold all over her body, and she didn't have a sense of privacy, which was not so comfortable.

Qiu Fusheng then asked: "With the silver spear, does Senior Brother Mu still feel comfortable? Zhanqing's last words, but it makes your heart flutter?

Mu Wanfeng listened to his questions one by one, like a thorn in his back, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"You're stalking me?"

Qiu Fusheng smiled: "Don't be afraid, I haven't finished yet." ”

Mu Wanfeng looked at the disgusting smile, anger rose in her heart, and said in a cold tone: "You don't have a chance to say it anymore." ”

As soon as the words fell, he held Qianjun high, running the Thousand Mountains Technique, and slashed towards Qiu Fusheng.

Qiu Fusheng's smile was even more victorious, the fine snow in his hand buzzed, and he faced it again.

Seeing this, Xiang Xuelan under the ring couldn't take care of it anymore, and the best spirit sword in her hand was cold, and she slashed down towards Xue Wuxi.

Xue Wuxian was not afraid, and he also took out a spirit sword and fought with Xiang Xuelan.

Chongxiao saw Xiang Xuelan make a move, and he didn't think about the consequences, and the three spirit swords around him spun around and joined the battle.

However, he was stopped by a shadow, it was Shen Tianxin with an expressionless face.

Baihua Valley didn't know why, but when he saw Yuntian Palace taking the lead, he couldn't help but say that he joined the battle group one after another.

Several peak masters drank a few words to no avail, and then intervened to stop them.

Who knew that the elders of the Hundred Flowers Valley were worried about the safety of Xue Wuxian and intercepted them and blocked them in front of Yue Xiangchen and the others.

Chu Bichen, who was the first to strike, accidentally injured a disciple of the Hundred Flowers Valley, and was seen by the elders, which made the two sides even more anxious.

Chu Bichen didn't say much, and he didn't bother to explain, so he didn't agree with the elders of the Hundred Flowers Valley.

Yue Xiangchen and the others couldn't sit idly by, so they also did it.

In an instant, the entire Tianquan Peak was in chaos.

The battle situation on Xiang Xuelan's side immediately overshadowed the ring, and more and more disciples were attracted to it.

The only one who still pays attention to the ring is Gu Taiqing.

Qiu Fusheng saw Qianjun carrying the momentum of wind and thunder, and slashed over, but he did not resist.

The moment he arrived in front of him, his body bent and twisted, pulling into a strange arc.

What's even more incredible is that in this way, he could have dodged Mu Wanfeng's slash.

However, he let the giant sword glide through his face, slashing through his chest and cutting a gaping gap.

Spray blood and dregate the sky!

Mu Wanfeng was stunned in place, forgetting her movements, forgetting her anger, and forgetting to mend her knife for a while.

In his eyes, there was only Qiu Fusheng's indifferent smile left, and that meaningful smile.

"Senior Brother Mu, you are optimistic, the next thing is the real wind blowing blood!"

Qiu Fusheng took advantage of Mu Wanfeng's stunned gap, his feet did not move, and his body bent strangely again, stretching towards Mu Wanfeng.

With a chill to the bone, the fine snow slashed towards Mu Wanfeng's left hand......