"Don't you think it's a little too much?"
Mu Qing did not speak, but Huaifenghua had already spoken coldly. She followed Mu Qing's gaze and looked towards the corner, "And what on earth do you mean? What do you mean you don't know who is around you?"
No one could understand the bitterness in Xuanwu's heart. He even felt that the reason Mu Qing didn't try his best to kill him was because he didn't have the rashness to tell Mu Qing's true identity directly.
Judging from the events of the past few months, although the other party has entered the country very quickly, the strength it can exert should not reach the level of mortal transformation. Perhaps it is because of this that the other party still wants to use Mu Qing's identity to do things.
He thought this was the only remaining tacit understanding between him and the existence of Duo She Mu Qing.
He was just trying to threaten the other party with this matter, but Xuanwu felt that he had to do this as he was already standing on the edge of the cliff. After the words came out, Yu's heart was filled with an unknown fear.
His gaze passed through the chaotic airflow and landed on Mu Qing, refusing to let go of any movement.
Mu Qing had a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows. With his connection with the small sword of spiritual consciousness, he was able to accurately determine Xuanwu's position, but at this moment, he also had some ridiculous emotions because of Xuanwu's request.
He vaguely noticed that Xuanwu suddenly became extremely aggressive and uncharacteristically. It was most likely related to the sound Meng Zhang made. Maybe the other party thought that Meng Zhang was by his side, so he made this seemingly strange request.
Mu Qing finally spoke: "Now take the initiative to untie the formation, and I won't take action against you."
Xuanwu's eyes flickered. He really didn't expect that Mu Qing would really agree. Was it because he wanted to maintain his current identity, or...
Xuanwu glanced at the two women beside Mu Qing. The image of Mu Qing trying his best to protect the two women flashed through his mind. His eyes brightened slightly and he said in a calm tone: "You have also discovered that piece of tortoise shell." It is the formation flag of the Netherworld Killing Formation. After the power it released was absorbed by the Netherworld Killing Formation, the entire formation has become extremely unstable."
Mu Qing resisted the idea of continuing to control the small sword of consciousness and asked directly: "Just say what you have, don't talk so much."
Xuanwu paused, his eyes stopped on Mu Qing's face, and after a few breaths of silence he said, "You can leave, but they have to stay."
"Haha." Mu Qing suddenly laughed.
He thought of one thing. Before the negotiations between the parties, Wang Yeqing once taught him that at the negotiation table, you must not let others know what you care about.
But what's a little funny is that he has been warning people like Xuanwu to threaten him till death.
When Xuanwu heard Mu Qing's laughter, he felt something bad. While connecting his mask and melting his body into the darkness, he said in a deep voice: "I didn't lie much about the assassination formation. If you leave together, this formation will If it collapses directly, then the people around you will inevitably suffer huge backlash."
Although Mu Qing had decided not to let Xuanwu go, he still hesitated when he thought of the two women still standing beside him, and subconsciously looked at Wang Yeqing.
He couldn't tell whether Xuanwu's words were true or false, but what about Wang Yeqing?
Wang Yeqing saw her looking at him and said with a serious face: "That piece of tortoise shell is the key to the energy conversion of the assassination array. Now it has self-destructed. As long as you catch him, you can leave."
"You!" Xuanwu was anxious. When he reacted, Mu Qing's figure had disappeared from his sight.
Amidst the whistling sound, the undercurrent was running wildly. Xuanwu's reaction was not unpleasant. He tiptoed and flew back behind him without wasting any time. With a thud, a scarlet sword shadow struck directly in front of him. , leaving a cluster of bright sparks on the dark ground.
The tension in his heart eased slightly, and he retreated faster. Suddenly, he felt a warning sign in his heart. He turned his back, kicked his toes towards the ground, and rushed forward regardless of his appearance.
"call out."
A short sword cut through the dark space, but failed to touch his body.
Xuanwu relied on his strong fighting consciousness to avoid Mu Qing's two attacks, but his face was full of frustration and defeat, even the last trace of relief from the flying sword.
In the past, the assassination array was the safest place for him. He could hide in the dark and observe people like Mu Qing at will. But now, when the small sword of spiritual consciousness that had been quiet for a while became noisy again , the assassination formation was like a cage trapping him, no matter how he moved, Mu Qing's attack would reach him immediately.
He had already suffered serious injuries. At this moment, the sea of consciousness was in chaos, and he could only flee passively. Under the ebb and flow, it seemed that he would be completely defeated before long.
"laugh--"
The Demon-Suppressing Sword whizzed past Xuanwu's shoulder, taking away a large handful of blood.
The hunched Xuanwu didn't care about the injury on his shoulder. He felt the change in the airflow beside him and immediately rolled on the spot. He barely dodged the dagger in Mu Qing's hand. After rushing out for more than ten steps, his body suddenly froze. , holding his head with both hands and shouting in pain: "Mu Qing, you, don't bully others too much."
The Demon-Suppressing Sword flew to Mu Qing's side, half of Mu Qing's face was illuminated under the faint red light. He made a gesture with one hand between his eyebrows, looking very cold.
Just now, under his multiple attacks, the small sword of consciousness in the sea of consciousness finally stabbed Xuanwu's spiritual fetus.
Xuanwu held his head in his hands, wailing in pain. At this moment, a small sword of divine consciousness was inserted directly into the chest of his spiritual fetus.
The edges that shaped the contours of the spiritual fetus were the deepest in gold, and they had obviously turned into spiritual consciousness. When he was suddenly attacked, those spiritual consciousness surged toward the chest uncontrollably.
Xuanwu clearly sensed this scene, and was so frightened that he almost emerged from the dead soul. He tried his best to stabilize the changes in the spiritual fetus, but at this time, the golden light on the small sword of spiritual consciousness suddenly became abundant, and a strong suction force was generated from it. , crazily devouring the spiritual consciousness on the spiritual fetus.
This time, a large number of information fragments were mapped into Mu Qing's sea of consciousness. Mu Qing unexpectedly discovered the information about the assassination array, but it was just some sporadic fragments that could not be pieced together, so he paid more attention and inserted The small sword of consciousness on the Xuanwu spiritual fetus even penetrated into the spiritual fetus.
"If you want to kill me! Then drag them with you to bury me!"
Xuanwu panted and roared, his cold eyes scanning the distance.
The chaotic atmosphere in the assassination formation suddenly became quiet, and the originally shaking barrier suddenly stabilized. Everyone inside and outside the formation stopped their eyes on it.
Mu Qing had just digested a new piece of information. He secretly screamed in his heart and immediately pulled away and rushed to the two women.
When Huai Fenghua and Wang Yeqing saw Mu Qing rushing toward them, they took the initiative to greet them. As soon as they got close, before they could speak, they were hugged tightly by Mu Qing again. Balls of blue light flew out from Mu Qing's body, and they were thrown into the air. The three figures were completely wrapped up.
