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This scene appeared too suddenly, too fast, neither Mo Ming nor the young man could react, and the young man who was still in extreme retreat was nailed to the ancient wood wound like this, his chest was dripping with blood, and the whole person became more and more depressed in an instant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info copy the URL to visit

Mo Ming gasped deeply, instinctively stopped his forward body, glanced at the young man, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction where the black spear was coming.

An extremely rough man panted, walking from the forest, there were some wounds on his body, but the momentum of the whole person was extremely powerful, a pair of tiger eyes stared at the young man hanging on the tree, there was resentment in his eyes, but he ignored Mo Ming on the other side, as if he didn't see it.

"Li Miao, Han has been waiting for you for a long time!"

The rough man shouted, his voice was like thunder, resounding in the sky, even though he was only a hundred zhang away, Mo Ming still felt his eardrums vibrate, and he was a little frightened.

The young man nailed to the tree heard the sound, a pair of deep-set eyes narrowed slightly, and he wanted to open his mouth, but he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the breath on his body was already disordered, and it was difficult to break free from the shackles of the black spear, and the whole person hung on the treetops like a dead dog.

"Li Miao, you didn't expect you to be in such a situation now, did you? I, Han Qiu, can actually see you being beaten like a dog, it's really happy, haha......"

Han Qiu looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and as he spoke, he walked to Li Miao's approach, looking at the cheek that had already worshiped to the extreme with a cruel smile on his face.

"Hey, old man...... I really didn't expect you to be here!" Li Miao raised his head with difficulty, the surprise in his eyes had disappeared, and it was replaced by a kind of banter.

Yes, at such a moment, he didn't show fear, let alone ask for mercy, the banter in his eyes seemed to remember something extremely funny, and he didn't even pay attention to the fact that he was still nailed to the tree, more like forgetting that the other party seemed to be able to wipe himself out with his hand.

"You...... Look for death!"

Han Qiu felt that playful gaze, and immediately became furious, and his big hand reached out unceremoniously, and his five fingers pinched Li Miao's neck fiercely.

"Do you believe it, as soon as I move my fingers, your head rolls down like a ball?"

"Believe! The old man has reached this point, what else is there not to believe!" Li Miao smiled fiercely, "However, the old man has concluded that you don't dare to do it! Even if the old man has no power to resist, you still don't dare to do it!"

"Really!"

Han Qiuhu's eyes shrank suddenly, and the two words almost burst out of his teeth, but he didn't make a move after all, and he didn't know what bad things he remembered, and his face became extremely solemn.

"Hey......

Li Miao smiled strangely, but didn't speak again, just looked at Han Qiu's face, and then raised his head with difficulty as if looking for a comfortable angle.

It's really uncomfortable to be choked like this. His breathing had become rapid, and his face had turned from white to sickly red.

However, the look on his face suddenly seemed to be a breath of relief at the moment when Han Qiu changed color, and the deepest fear had been unconsciously suppressed.

In the field, there was a sudden silence, the two stared at each other, Li Miao was waiting, the light in Han Qiu's eyes was uncertain, and the fingers around his neck trembled gently, as if he was enduring this great suffering.

Not far away, Mo Ming unconsciously touched his nose, a little speechless, the two of them seemed to treat him as air at this moment, neither Li Miao nor Han Qiu looked at him from beginning to end.

"It's better to be like this, old man......"

"Impossible!"

Before Li Miao's words could be finished, Han Qiu immediately interrupted and shouted coldly: "Don't think I don't know what you want to do, today, you will die!"

"Ahem...... Ahem"

Li Miao coughed up a mouthful of blood, being pinched like this and the wound on his chest had already made his breath become free, but he still raised his head and sneered: "If you want to kill, hurry up, the old man doesn't plan to leave here today!"

"You!" Han Qiu's face turned blue, and his whole body trembled.

"If you can't do it, you might as well listen to the old man's words! The old man can guarantee that as long as you agree, the old man will return all your things without moving, and he will also give you two high-grade magic weapons! Otherwise, you know that the old man has never had the slightest bodhisattva heart, and that woman named Qiu Yanyan will definitely die in front of the old man!" Li Miao snorted coldly.

"You...... Ahh

Han Qiu roared, but instead of crushing Li Miao's neck, he stomped on the ground hard, and the whole person shook violently, wanting to vent the anger in his heart.

It wasn't until his entire face was covered by loose hair that this sudden madness stopped, and then he gritted his teeth word by word: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't you already know? hehe!" Li Miao smiled, looked at Mo Ming who was not far away, and then said hoarsely: "Either kill him, or kill the old man, and let Qiu Yanyan bury the old man!"

"Huh?"

At the same time, Mo Ming raised his eyebrows violently, and the look in his eyes suddenly became cold.

This old guy even wanted to do something at this time, thinking that he could survive by provoking one person to kill him out of thin air?

"Buzz!"

With a roar, Mo Ming made a decisive move, he didn't want to hesitate anymore, and he didn't want to see what kind of reaction that Han Qiu would make, this old guy who couldn't help but kill him from beginning to end had to die today!

The Stygian Flower Sword rushed out of Mo Ming's sleeve robe at great speed, and nine hundred and ninety-nine sword flowers were instantly circumvented in the air, and each sword flower had a monstrous killing intent, like a torrential rain in late autumn, bringing up a cold wind and slashing towards Li Miao at great speed!

Li Miao immediately shrank his pupils fiercely, feeling the boundless killing intention, but the next moment, a sneer unconsciously floated.

A huge blade with a width of one foot conjured out from in front of Han's body, slashed through the void, and slashed towards the Stygian Flower Sword with a piercing scream.

"Haha, the old man knows that you still chose to agree after all, since this is the case, kill it fiercely, cut off this person's head, and the old man will definitely return you Qiu Yanyan's natal soul card!"

Li Miao laughed, Han Qiu finally chose to kill Mo Ming, which made him feel extremely happy, as if even the injuries on his body had improved in an instant, he slapped the ancient wood behind him with his big hand, changed his previous decline, and forcibly followed the black gun shaft to break free from the tree.

"Khooth!"

At the same time, Han Qiu's giant blade collided with the Stygian Flower Sword, and the dazzling sparks were like fireworks blooming in the night, dazzling and gorgeous, and then dissipated in an instant, scattering with an extremely breathtaking fluctuation, and this void directly cracked a large spatial crack.

"Die!"

Han Qiu roared, full of anger, as if he wanted to vent the anger from Li Miao's body on Mo Ming, the sound was like thunder, shaped like the wind, with an incomparable violent momentum, two fists smashed up.

At the same time, Mo Ming's eyes also erupted with anger, and he was really unhappy in his heart, seeing Han Qiu swinging his fist, he almost instinctively blasted out two punches.

There were two muffled sounds, the knocking of flesh and flesh, and the collision of bones and bones made the surrounding grass, trees, mountains and rocks instantly shattered by the energy, and the two of them each withdrew a step, no matter what they were.

Needless to say, Han Qiu has a good physical strength, the power of two fists, showing the peak power of the Golden Body Realm, and has his own fierce momentum.

"Damn, attacking the other's strengths with your own shortcomings, your brain was really kicked by a donkey!"

Mo Ming scolded angrily, it was not the other party, but himself, because his spiritual cultivation was already in the early stage of Jindan, and he was willing to surpass the cultivation of the physical body, but this blow chose to resist the other party in the physical body.

This is an extremely stupid act, and if it had been in the past, it might even have brought him a deadly threat.

Mo Ming took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and at the same time, he pinched out two magic tricks in each of his hands, and then shook his finger at Han Qiu.

The cultivation of the early stage of Jindan broke out in an instant, and a dazzling cold light burst out, turning into a huge finger print, whistling, like ten thousand horses galloping, and crushing towards Han Qiu fiercely in the rumbling sound.

"Battle Immortal Nine Transformation Technique, the first change!"

However, at this moment, Han Qiu was not shocked but sneered, the already rough body suddenly increased by nine inches, and the figure became taller and taller, and the arms that were as thick as ordinary legs directly burst his clothes, and an extremely terrifying aura emanated from his body.

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking the air was loud, and Han Qiu's whole person rushed up like a humanoid dragon, and as soon as he approached, he rotated his two thick arms, and his fists struck like raindrops.

"Poof!"

The muffled sound sounded in an instant, and the first thing that bore the brunt of it was that Mo Ming's fingerprint was scattered in an instant, and then a gust of wind from the rapid blow of the fist blew in the face first.

"First Heaven Realm!"

Mo Ming's face immediately changed, and he felt a wild momentum, and the other party suddenly showed a strength that far exceeded the limit of this place at this moment, and had a physical strength comparable to the early stage of Jindan.

Moreover, the will of the witch immortals that did not exist all the time around was actually the same as when Li Miao suddenly increased his cultivation earlier, and there was no appearance of condensing and descending.

"Could it be that every monk who comes here has a secret method that can conceal the will of the witch immortal?"

Mo Ming had to ask this sentence in his heart, if a person has such a secret method, it is still said in the past, because as far as he knows, there are almost very few people who can carry out secret methods in this Jiuli Ancient Land and forcibly release their own cultivation as suppression, even those sect Daoists are not very few, and it is already great luck to be able to foresee one person.

However, when he first came to Jiuli Wushan, the two people he met could do it, and what could be more annoying than this? Or was the so-called witch immortal's will not as exaggerated as rumored?

"Kill!"

Seeing the dozens of nearly a hundred fists smashing into it, Mo Ming really held back a sigh of depression in his heart, he didn't want to think too much, and he didn't have time to pay attention to too much.

Since Han Qiu wants to fight, he will fight, no matter what today, that Li Miao is going to die, it is nothing more than to spend more hands and feet and kill one more person!

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