Chapter 62: Is the stick a good use for this killing god?
"He's the one who wants to wait for Purple Heart Villa!"
"That's right, he's really the one who has to wait for Purple Heart Villa. β
"Oh my God, he's really waiting for someone from Purple Heart Villa. β
The Yuanying monks finally found out in disbelief that Mu Xiaofeng was really waiting for the people of Purple Heart Villa.
"Do you think you still want to see this excitement?"
"This kind of excitement waits for a thousand years. A must see. However, we must all look at it from a distance. His rod was so horrible that it was so close that it was dangerous, and it was absolutely impossible toβto be bruised by the force of his rod. β
"Yes, look at it from a distance, you must look at it from a distance. Risks in this area should be controlled. β
The Yuanying monks began to discuss.
Mu Xiaofeng's stick just now, Xiao Eryang and Li Daqiang were on the side, but they were shocked by the aftermath and flew out, and they were slightly injured, but they were not killed.
"Daqiang, let's go, go back to the villa to report the news!" Xiao Eryang exclaimed, and Li Daqiang flew into the sky with a sigh, and fled in panic.
Mu Xiaofeng didn't chase and kill Xiao Eryang and Li Daqiang, and just let them go back to report the news. You must bring the letter back, if you can't bring it back, you will flee to the ends of the earth, and Lao Tzu will hunt you down.
Mu Xiaofeng lay on the chair gracefully, waiting for the people of Purple Heart Mountain Villa to come.
Gradually, Mu Xiaofeng fell asleep. The jar in his hand fell to the ground. But it just fell to the ground with its mouth up, and it didn't break, and the wine didn't spill out.
Slowly, a sparkling saliva hung on the corner of his mouth.
He had a dream like spring. He dreamed that he had married a lot of beautiful girls. Anyway, there were so many that he couldn't count them himself. It's a beautiful dream. Just as he was about to enter the cave room with a bunch of beautiful girls, one of the girls suddenly shouted:
"Stinky boy, did you rob my Purple Heart Villa Tavern? did you kill me Purple Heart Villa Infant Monk?"
Bang.
Mu Xiaofeng was so frightened that he fell off the recliner and suddenly woke up from his dream.
He looked up and saw that Nima, it turned out to be someone from Purple Heart Villa.
Damn, it's coming so fast, is Purple Heart Villa so close to here?
Mu Xiaofeng found that there were already more than a hundred monks, who had fallen dozens of meters away in front of him, among which Xiao Eryang and Li Daqiang were also there, and among these people, there were ten infant changes, and the others were all Yuan Infants.
The big shout just now was made by one of these girls, who made herself mistake it for the sister paper in the cave room in her dream.
However, this girl's level is not very high.
It's not a baby change, it's only a seventh-level baby, and this girl, dressed in golden armor, has an extraordinary aura, and looks very bullish, she stands at the front of the crowd, as if she is the head of this group of people.
Farther away, there were those people who ate melons just now, they hadn't left yet, and the pestle in the distance was there to watch the excitement.
"Ah, there are ten infant cultivators in the Purple Heart Villa at once. No matter how strong the cultivation of the Killing God No. 1 is, it is impossible to beat the ten infant transformation cultivators to join forces. β
"Moreover, led by the second miss of Purple Heart Villa, although the second miss is beautiful, she has a perverse personality and a thirst for killing, and every time she fights, she must kill more than one person before she is willing to stop. Now God Killer No. 1 is really finished. β
"yes, I don't have to look at it now. This god-killing No. 1 is bound to be beaten out of the. β
"Alas, it's a pity that a young man with such excellent talent will die under his own arrogance. β
"So, be humble and cautious. As a person, you must not learn this God Killer No. 1. I can't learn it. β
The melon-eating Yuanying monks whispered and talked about it, and they were not optimistic about Mu Xiaofeng.
Mu Xiaofeng raised his sleeves, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, picked up the wine jar and threw it into the system, this jar of fruit wine was given to him by Ah Zi, but he couldn't lose it. He said, "Are you from Purple Heart Villa? You came at a bad time, disturbing me from entering the cave in my dream, and I am very angry now, and the consequences are very serious. β
Whew.
The monks of the Purple Heart Villa and the Yuanying crowd who ate melons all gasped.
Disturbing you in a dream into the cave room?
Are you angry right now?
Are the consequences severe?
Are you angry?
I'm serious about your sister!
If you want to be angry, it should be whether the Purple Heart Mountain Villa is good or not.
You robbed someone's tavern and killed Wang Ziping, the infant monk of Purple Heart Villa, Purple Heart Villa is still not angry, you are angry, damn me, is there a person like you?
"We are the people of Purple Heart Villa. Are you called God Killer No. 1?" At this time, among the monks of Purple Heart Villa, the second young lady asked Mu Xiaofeng in a cold voice, and a sinister anger appeared on her face.
"Little girl, have you grown all the hair? Do you dare to talk to Brother Ben Killing God like this? Tell Brother Ben Killing God, what is your name and how old are you this year? Do you have any sisters, how many are there? Are you beautiful with your sisters? What hobbies do your sisters have?"
The second young lady was stunned for a moment, came back to her senses, her face was angry, and the thick anger on her face flashed violently: "Look for death!"
The second lady snorted, took out a magic weapon stick, and rushed towards Mu Xiaofeng.
"Second Miss, don't. β
"Second Miss, be careful. β
When the second young lady rushed out, the infant monks of the Purple Heart Mountain Villa shouted, very worried about the safety of the second young lady. However, a distance of a few tens of meters is not called a distance at all for a Yuan Ying Seventh-level cultivator. At the same time as they shouted, the second young lady had almost rushed in front of Mu Xiaofeng.
Little Yuanying is level seven, and he dares to do it to himself?
Even an infant monk can kill him.
Moreover, this girl actually uses a stick? A girl uses a stick, is this really good? Is the stick a good use for killing gods?
Mu Xiaofeng sneered, his figure flashed, he took out a stick from under his crotch and stabbed it at the second lady...... Phew, no, it was smashed with a stick.
"Eat me a stick!"
Call.
A stick sounded.
The second lady who rushed over was blown out by Mu Xiaofeng with a stick.
Burst.
The second lady couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew backwards upside down.
Mu Xiaofeng didn't use all his strength, otherwise, this second young lady would be slapped into a cloud of blood mist under his stick power.
The second young lady flew out uncontrollably, and landed under the support of a female cultivator in Purple Heart Villa, and did not fall to the ground.
"Second Miss, this person can even kill Wang Ziping, you are not his opponent. Let's come!" the nun said with a gentle look at the second young lady.
The female cultivator is an infant monk, named Ning Shuangxue, that--breast--part, that--fart--share, tsk, anyway, she looks good.
Her status is second only to Miss Er, and she is Miss Second's personal guard.
Ning Shuangxue Infant Transformation Level 3 was the highest level among the ten Infant Transformation Cultivators. This group of infant monks, the others are all infant transformation level 1 and 2.
Ning Shuangxue's figure flashed, and she deceived Mu Xiaofeng.
The moment Ning Shuangxue made a move, at the same time, another infant transformation second-level male cultivator shot at Mu Xiaofeng together.
The two babies became powerful and attacked Mu Xiaofeng at the same time, and they sacrificed magic weapons and spells to attack Mu Xiaofeng together. In their eyes, Mu Xiaofeng is no longer just a foundation. A person who can kill Wang Ziping, they will not be treated as a foundation. They use nirvana, the kind that doesn't leave them alive.
Yes, they want Mu Xiaofeng to die.
The powerful True Yuan was released, and the sky was full of wind and clouds, the air pressure became extremely low, and the surroundings became extremely gloomy.
Hmph, you want me to die.
I don't know who is dead.
Mu Xiaofeng was not intimidated.
He took the stick and did not hesitate to blast out the ten layers of skill.
The power of the nuclear bomb collided with the killing moves of the two infant monks.
Boom......
There was a terrifying explosion.
After the explosion, Ning Shuangxue and the infant second-level male cultivator were shocked to take a step back. Mu Xiaofeng was knocked back thousands of meters away, and he was shocked to the core, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Nima, she was beaten and bled out.
I was beaten and bled out?
I'm plugging!
It seems that he can't fight against the baby at all. Killing Wang Ziping is pure fiction...... Phew, no, it's a fluke.
Damn, I can't imagine that the baby has become so strong.
I raised myself.
I thought I could kill a lot of babies and upgrade the monks. Okay, get a hair. This face is thrown to grandma's house, I damn it.
While Mu Xiaofeng felt embarrassed, Ning Shuangxue, who was shocked to take a step back, and the infant transformation second-level male cultivator were shocked.
They didn't expect that Mu Xiaofeng alone would be able to attack and repel the two of them together. Moreover, this person seems to be really a ninth-level foundation builder.
This, this is really a demon.
Where did this kid come from? The cultivation realm actually has such a strong foundation building level 9, which simply subverts the concept of realm strength of everyone present.
The outermost Yuanying monks, who were watching the excitement, were very shocked.
They didn't expect that Mu Xiaofeng was actually so strong that he could withstand the combined attack of two infant cultivators alone.
It's just too strong.
It's incredibly strong.
Strong to the point of perversion.
It's so strong that it's beyond people's imagination.
It's a pity that no matter how strong he is, he can't escape the strangulation of Purple Heart Villa today. Alas, it's a pity for a genius. If he could grow up, what a terrible master it would be. Unfortunately, he didn't have such a chance. Today, he was bound to be strangled by Purple Heart Villa.
Mu Xiaofeng stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and scolded: "You Purple Heart Villa are shameless, you two beat me one, what kind of hero is it, there is a kind of single-handedness." β
A hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of the second lady's mouth: "Whoever wants to fight with you, everyone will give me all the knives and hack this kid to death!"
Whoosh, whoosh.
Suddenly, more than a hundred monks from the Purple Heart Mountain Villa all attacked Mu Xiaofeng. Only the second lady stood still alone, there were so many subordinates, she didn't need to do it at all, and if she did, she wouldn't be able to beat Mu Xiaofeng.
More than ninety Yuan Infant Monks and ten Infant Transformation Monks each used their own tricks, and the magic weapon was in their hands and shining on them. With so many masters shooting together, what a scene of pulling the wind, this is to beat Mu Xiaofeng into slag.
People are jealous.
These people saw that Mu Xiaofeng was only a small foundation building ninth, and his strength was so against the sky, they were really envious and jealous, and they were so jealous that their teeth itched. Therefore, everyone is eager to beat Mu Xiaofeng to death and strangle this genius in the cradle, and they must not wait for him to grow up. If he grows up, then the Purple Heart Villa will really be over.
Seeing ten infant transformations plus more than ninety yuan babies killing him, Mu Xiaofeng shouted:
"Wow, I'm grass. You don't really talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes, so many people beat me. Grandma is a bear, and I won't play with you anymore. β