Mu Wanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the old man opposite, and said, "Why are you stopping me?"

Then he looked around again and asked, "Why did you stop me? Did I kill your parents or take your wives and children?"

Lu Qingquan still stood with his hands in his hands, and didn't explain much, and said lightly: "With the Shenzhou Continent, the old man has the final say!"

Mu Wanfeng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! Pick up the broom and put it in the broom, what kind of big-tailed wolf is it! My life was given by my father, and you suddenly came out to rely on the old and sell the old, what kind of thing is it?"

Lu Qingquan frowned and said, "Boy, deliberately provoking me is not good for you." ”

"If you know what is wrong, give up resistance, tie your hands and arrest it, and explain the truth clearly, if it really has nothing to do with the cult, the old man will definitely not be guilty of the past!"

Mu Wanfeng is inextricably linked to Bai Wufeng, how can she say clearly?

What's more, he could see from Gu Taiqing that these people were reasonable on the surface, but they were more vicious than the cult on the inside.

Mu Wanfeng sneered: "Throat, I don't have a penny to do with the cult, you can go!"

Lu Qingquan shook his head and said, "Does it matter, the old man will personally investigate, and now you will return the revenge and the body of Gu Ling to the old man." ”

Mu Wanfeng sneered: "I think the situation when I came back from the Xuantian Secret Realm, Gu Taiqing has already told you, right?"

"Maybe the secret on my body is what you want the most, which is the main reason why you haven't killed me until now. ”

"I used to be in Yuntian Palace, and you didn't find a reason for it in order to take care of your face, but Qiu Fusheng made such a fuss, but it was right in your arms. ”

"Even if I am really innocent in the end, you will have the name to kill me, am I right?"

"The old man is old, he doesn't go to live for the rest of his life, and he still runs out to play shame!"

Lu Qingquan has been cultivating for decades, and the stability of his mind is very repalable. But after Mu Wanfeng's repeated insults, he still couldn't help but get angry.

Besides, the plan in his heart was really told by Mu Wanfeng.

At his level, any genius and demon, as long as he doesn't grow up, is the food in other people's mouths.

Mu Wanfeng's current strength is nothing in his eyes, and he can knead it at will.

Lu Qingquan said in a deep voice: "Hmph! If you are stubborn, then don't blame the old man for doing it!"

Mu Wanfeng suddenly discovered that compared to the ink of the righteous path, he always had to make excuses to do things, and he preferred the simplicity of the cult.

"My pants are all off, so why do you say please?"

He was unforgiving in his mouth, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart, holding Qianjun's hand, and unconsciously soaked in cold sweat.

I didn't see Lu Qingquan make any moves, and the others had already arrived in front of Mu Wanfeng and slapped them with one palm.

Mu Wanfeng's eyes couldn't keep up, let alone resist.

Bang!

After a loud bang, Mu Wanfeng catapulted a hundred zhang away at a terrifying speed.

At the same time, a crisp cry broke into everyone's ears in the air.

In front of Lu Qingquan, a huge firebird suddenly spread its wings, dragged the three flame tail feathers, and galloped towards it.

In the blink of an eye, it hit the palm that Lu Qingquan slapped.

An indescribable burning pain, as if coming from the depths of the soul, tore at Lu Qingquan, wanting to drag him like a dark abyss.

Lu Qingquan's ninefold spiritual power of the Purple Mansion surged to his palm like a tsunami, and then stirred and shook suddenly.

The flames exploded, flying in all directions, and soon disappeared into nothingness.

Lu Qingquan looked at his dark and shriveled palm, and was furious. He has been for more than two hundred years and has not been injured.

If you are not careful, you almost hit the road.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already stepped into the Hundred Tricks Realm with half a foot, and had a slight understanding of the power of heaven and earth, I am afraid that he would really have to be planted here.

Thinking of this, Lu Qingquan was furious, his robe was blowing without wind, and his white hair was floating in the air.

He looked at the millet that was hundreds of feet away, fluttering wings the size of petals, suspended above Mu Wanfeng's body.

"Hmph! evil animal, dare to hurt the old man!"

Mu Wanfeng vomited blood, struggling to stand up, her eyes full of madness.

"Ahem, old thing, you're a little injured and complaining, you think you're a kid fighting?"

Xiaomi seemed to feel something, and said angrily: "Idiot, what are you doing!

Mu Wanfeng smiled miserably and said, "Instead of sitting and waiting to die, it is better to fight and go to Bona to have a chance of life." ”

As he spoke, his body was full of blue and purple light, and then there was a tendency to gradually become compatible.

Xiaomi swooped down, and her sharp mouth stabbed the top of Mu Wanfeng's head.

A burning sensation spread from Mu Wanfeng's head to the whole body in an instant.

The blood of the boiling riot in his body was about to bite each other, but he suddenly discovered the outsider, and immediately rushed over with hatred.

The two powers, after annihilating Xiaomi's spiritual power, returned to calm.

Mu Wanfeng was furious: "Why don't you delay time and stop me?"

Xiaomi was also angry, and said: "Idiot, be sober, even if you successfully fuse your bloodline and break through to the Jindan stage, you are not his opponent!"

Mu Wanfeng roared: "Then what do you want me to do?"

Lu Qingquan just watched coldly, and didn't rush to make a move.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that although the previous flames have been dispersed, the remaining fire poison is still eroding his palm.

If left unchecked, it is estimated that the whole hand will have to be scrapped.

Xiaomi hesitated for a moment and said, "Later, you just use the moon step to escape, don't fight with it!"

As he spoke, its sharp mouth dug into its full chest.

Mu Wanfeng's eyes lit up, after such a long time, he forgot that Xiaomi still had this trick.

A drop of fine blood like a jewel, round and jade, floated out of Xiaomi's chest and submerged into Mu Wanfeng's mouth.

Subsequently, Xiaomi seemed to have exhausted all her strength and fell from Mu Wanfeng.

Mu Wanfeng's eyes were quick, she caught the millet and said, "You rest first, and then leave it to me!"

Millet nodded weakly, then closed her eyes and fainted.

Mu Wanfeng was a little distressed, carefully put it into the collar, and looked at Lu Qingquan opposite with a cold gaze.

"Old fellow, you pushed me to this point!"

At this time, Lu Qingquan also forced out all the fire poison, rolled his hands, and his dry palm was revitalized.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, do you still want to fight with the old man?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Mu Wanfeng's body burst out with a breath that made him feel palpitations.

Mu Wanfeng and Yue stepped forward, just like Lu Qingquan before, and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Qianjun was in his hands, lifting the weight lightly, and slashed down blatantly.

I don't know when, a light cyan spirit sword appeared in Lu Qingquan's hand, blocking Mu Wanfeng's slash.

Poop!

After a loud sound, half of Lu Qingquan's body was embedded in the ground.

He struggled to block Mu Wanfeng, slapped the ground with his left hand, and bounced into the air.

Lu Qingquan suspended in the void, looking down at the young man on the ground, and his heart was terrified.

No one knows his strength better than himself, even if he looks at the Shenzhou Continent, no one can match it.

Even if it is Wenhua of Baihua Valley, he is slightly inferior.

The only person with equal strength is estimated to be the cult, the old thing that has not been born for decades.

Unexpectedly, now a junior disciple actually made his arm tremble with a sword.

In that terrifying power, there is not yet half a point of spiritual power fluctuation.

In other words, this is just Mu Wanfeng's unilateral physical strength.

Is this what people can have?

Mu Wanfeng is also uncomfortable, even if he has practiced the Thousand Mountains Recipe to open the mountain scroll, his body is no longer what it used to be, but the essence of millet blood still makes him unbearable.

The endless power seemed to burst his body.

Mu Wanfeng stood in place, only a little spilled a star, and the ground cracked inch by inch.

Escape?

How to escape?

Xiaomi still underestimated his essence and blood and overestimated Mu Wanfeng's physique, which was not what he could bear at present.

If Mu Wanfeng didn't consume his strength, I am afraid that before he could escape from Yuntian Palace, he would explode and die.

Thinking of this, Mu Wanfeng didn't dare to stay, and once again performed the moon step, waving a thousand jun, and slashed towards Lu Qingquan.

Lu Qingquan felt that his majesty was damaged, and he also refused to back down.

Suddenly, the sky of Tianquan Peak was full of afterimages, and the sparks burst out, and everyone around them was stunned.

I don't know how many times the two fought each other, Lu Qingquan fell straight to the ground.

Bang!

A huge crater was smashed on the ground, and at the same time as the smoke and dust were rising, Lu Qingquan flew into the air again.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at the ground, his heart furious.

Several unfortunate disciples didn't have time to react, and they didn't even know what was going on, so they were smashed into pulp by Lu Qingquan.

Lu Qingquan wasn't distressed, he didn't care about dying a few disciples.

But for him, this is a great shame!

Those with a little strength should hurry away from the battlefield of the two to avoid becoming the next fish in the pond to be affected.

Wen San and the others also hid far away.

"Damn, the gods are fighting! Again and again, subverting my perception of this guy!" Wen San spat out.

Wen Er slapped it and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Lu Qingquan, who was in the distance, brushed away the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Boy, you have successfully provoked the old ......."

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mu Wanfeng's attack, and the two fought again.

Lu Qingquan's last patience was wiped out, and he exploded with all his strength, and a sword slashed down.

Feng Shui took turns, and after a loud bang, Mu Wanfeng fell and smashed into the ground.

Lu Qingquan looked down at Mu Wanfeng, his murderous intent was uncontrollable, and said, "Hmph! The old man wanted to spare your life, but since you want to die, the old man will fulfill you!"

Mu Wanfeng was already injured before, and Lu Qingquan struck with all his strength, and suddenly his heart was agitated, and he opened his mouth and spit it out.

In an instant, the strength in Mu Wanfeng's body was reduced by half.

He didn't expect that even with the help of millet essence and blood, he was not Lu Qingquan's opponent.

Perhaps in the previous battle, Lu Qingquan only kept it in order to get the secret on his body.

Mu Wanfeng scolded secretly in her heart, she knew that if she spit blood, she would be able to reduce her strength, why are you still working hard here!

However, it's too late to say anything.

Xue Wuxian stared at the ring in the center, anxious in his heart, and secretly scolded his subordinates for not doing enough and losing more than anything.

Can't wait any longer!

He turned his head abruptly and shouted, "Do it!"

As his words fell, Lu Qingquan, who was just about to make a move, suddenly heard the miserable howls on Tianquan Peak.