Hold the magic sword steady and face the measuring ruler.
Another clash of arms.
"Assaulting and killing mortals is not a small crime!"
Before he finished speaking, the magic sword withdrew his cuff with a whoosh, and then pierced out like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole.
"when!"
The measuring ruler was against the magic sword, but the magic sword burst out with light, hitting Mu Nan's face directly.
Although he dodged it by raising his head, this blow clearly had murderous intent!
A tense atmosphere instantly filled the air.
Wen Yuanzheng stood side by side with Mu Nan, holding an iron rod and beating the tendon meat all over his body.
"What? Did the Jiuyi Sect bully me and have no one in the Tianxian Prison?"
"Hmph, you're a very small person, but you dare to do the same thing!"
In the picture, the nine-xi Zen staff is on the ground, and the momentum is rising. The Buddha's light suddenly appears behind him, and he steps to Mu Nan's side.
Yin has a posture of "powerful Tianlong" if there is any disagreement.
Xie Huaiwei and Xie Huaigu stepped back ten feet in unison, their swords pointed at Mu Nan and the others.
It seems to be surrounding Ji Boda.
Closeness and distance are clear at a glance.
"Hey, I'm telling you, sir, if you want to fight, go somewhere else. Don't ruin my paradise for the opera. It's a small business that can't stand the trouble."
Huan Qianmian said and backed away.
Afraid of getting into trouble.
Mu Nan sneered.
When a real argument breaks out, he is not necessarily afraid of the three people on the other side.
But now is clearly not the time for a "civil war."
He knows his priorities well.
The culprit is still Huan Qianmian, who looks frightened but actually has a gloomy look in his eyes!
At this moment, Xiao Zhuzi emerged half of his head from the spirit beast bag.
After taking a look at Huan Qianmian, he grinned, and his canine teeth grew half an inch out of thin air, jumping directly to Mu Nan's head.
"Roar!"
Under the roar, his body kept shaking, and the force was so great that he almost tore off a few strands of long hair.
If Mu Nan hadn't known about its ruthless appearance and soft-feeling nature, others would have mistakenly thought that it was his hair that prevented it from performing.
"Okay, okay, I know you're great!"
Mu Nan gently patted Xiao Zhuzi's body to comfort him a little.
In his heart, he was certain of his previous conjecture.
The illusion of thousands of faces must be evil!
Otherwise, Xiao Zhuzi would never roar at him for no reason.
Even if it discovered the tense atmosphere in the field, it should show its big teeth at Ji Boda!
Now, we have to find a way to show him off.
Obviously, the scene of three fights with white-bone demons can no longer be performed.
His teammates were unreasonably stupid, and he was not ready to sacrifice his life.
Perhaps, verbal provocation is a good way.
"Thousands of faces, I suddenly remembered a person."
Mu Nan was prepared to be scolded by the "snake demon" shrew.
When necessary, a few words of "Back, back, back" must be shouted.
"Whoever you think of, young hero, has nothing to do with me. You look like a vicious person, you don't look like a good person."
Mu Nan planned the script in his mind.
It stands to reason that he would subconsciously ask "who", and the next step would be "Chang Wei's godfather" as everyone knows.
Then lure him step by step into your trap.
Unexpectedly, he ignored it at all.
Don't play by the rules!
Mu Nan could only keep to himself and continued: "It's a eunuch!"
"Looks exactly like you."
"He's a eunuch!"
"You're intersex!"
"Hermaphrodite, rotten ass!"
Huan Qianmian was slightly sullen, but he still kept his composure.
Leaning against the bamboo fence and letting him insult her, there was a bit of hatred in his eyes.
"Uncle Priest, please don't make the same mistake again and again. I can treat what just happened as if it never happened. If Uncle Master persists in his persistence, there will be souls under the magic sword!"
Ji Boda really couldn't understand that a monk with a perfect foundation could actually speak dirty words. It was really hard to hear.
In particular, Huan Qianmian looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, as if to remind him: He is the leader of the team.
This made him feel even more uncomfortable.
"Which sect rule says I can't curse?"
The corners of Mu Nan's mouth rose.
Ji Boda was ashamed.
Indeed, there is no sect rule that requires disciples to bloom lotus flowers on their lips.
Strictly speaking, no matter how harsh his words were, he would not be able to reach the threshold of the sect rules.
"But as a perfect monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, my uncle is full of filthy words, which is really offensive. What he did..."
"Fuck you!"
Mu Nan became angry and ignored him.
"you!"
Ji Boda's tendons all exploded.
Presumably, it was caused by using too much force while holding back the great indignation in my heart.
But he still maintained his last bit of calm.
On the scene, Monk Tucheng was in the fifth-grade Herrscher realm, only a small realm away from his own cultivation level.
He has seen Mu Nan's skills before, and maybe he still has a chance of winning against Mu Guirong, but he can barely see it here.
But it is much better than Xie Huaigu.
The variable became Wen Yuanzheng.
He wasn't even 100% sure he could win this freak.
After all, he was not always prepared to die in battle.
Count on Chen Qingqing?
What's the difference between giving away someone's head?
"snort!"
Seeing that he could only roar like Xiao Zhuzi, Mu Nan snorted coldly and regarded him as nothing.
Continue to verbally attack Huan Qianmian.
"Tell me, what kind of monster could give birth to a thing like you that dare not show your true colors?"
"Hermaphrodite?"
"Impossible, intersex people don't have this ability!"
"Okay, I get it now!"
When Huan Qian met Ji Boda, he could only talk the talk. Knowing that he couldn't count on anything, he asked, "What do you know!"
Suddenly, his voice was out of tune.
It sounded like a wild beast roaring.
Mu Nan knew that he had fallen into a trap and was starting to show his flaws.
"Your mother stole someone!"
As soon as the words were spoken, all three people from the Nine Gates dropped their jaws in shock.
Only then did she change her view of him in her heart, and it disappeared in an instant.
You can say such dirty curses!
It’s simply astonishing!
They even began to suspect that it was all an illusion.
Otherwise, how could such a vixen with such a bad record and unscrupulous words embark on the path of cultivation!
"I'm so angry!"
What Huan Qianmian cares most about is his identity, neither fish nor fowl!
Like a freak!
The original mentality of watching the excitement collapsed in one sentence.
There were clouds of mist coming out of both nostrils, showing how many kinds of anger he had!
"You dirty, dirty, despicable, dirty scoundrel!"
When the time came, Mu Nan took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire: "It seems like he really stole it!"
"ah!"
The Thousand-faced Monster screamed, kicked its calves, and rose into the air with a thud.
The overwhelming demonic aura rolled off his body and enveloped the entire theater as he breathed.
All the monks from the Nine First Sect are human beings.
When Huan Qianmian exhaled from his nostrils, he knew that he had wrongly blamed Mu Nan.
It's just the pride that they can't let go that forces them to hope for a miracle: Maybe Huan Qianmian is not a demon.
When the Thousand Faces of Fantasy rose into the sky, their illusions were shattered.
They all jumped more than ten feet to avoid disaster!
The magic weapon in his hand changed its target, pointing directly at the Huan Qianmian in mid-air.
How could he still have the attitude of turning against Mu Nan and the others just now?
"No more playing!"
Huan Qianmian treats the Dianjiao Opera Paradise as a game.
Once someone sees through his ruse, it's game over.
Subsequently, his body began to become larger and bloated, and finally he was like a silkworm chrysalis, with circles of fat trembling.
The skin had already cracked inch by inch, and pieces of clothing, along with it, were falling from the air.
The human skin peeled off, and a wriggling "meat worm" floated in the air.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of long legs stretched out from the abdomen, hanging on the ground with teeth and claws.
Chaos and no rules
The long legs are not smooth, rather like the tentacles of an octopus.
Take an overall look.
Like a mirage without a shell!
Like an insect with many legs!
It's like someone stuck endless hoses on slugs.
The whole body was supported by the hose and was paralyzed in the air.
nondescript!
"squeak!"
Huan Qianmian screamed again, and the dull-looking actors in the theater quickly moved towards the nearest long leg, as if they had received instructions.
Then climb up along the long foot.
Climb heights vary.
Some climbed less than three feet, and some climbed more than ten feet.
The speed is so fast that they all cling to the long legs in just a few breaths.
Looking into the distance with a dull expression.
This wasn't the end yet, another flesh thorn protruded from Huan Qianmian's long legs and inserted directly into the tops of the actors' heads.
Then, the actors closed their eyes and hung on their feet like puppets.
It looks like "ginseng fruits" hanging on the tree.
There is also a constant gurgling sound.
It's like the flesh thorns are delivering nutrients to them.
The horrifying scene made everyone present feel numb.
Huan Qianmian's head always maintains the image of an old man, but with a lot more anger.
However, compared with his huge body, his current head is like a fly standing on a huge piece of rotten flesh!
The head looks extremely small!
