now.
The murderous demon was awakened by Mu Qinghong again.
Autumn is rising.
A great monk holds an Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, and when his palm falls, he shows his fierce look and takes people's lives.
Mu Qinghong's Palm Technique Fengyun still had the upper hand under the siege of three people.
Min Tianyun and the others had to admit that in ten years' time, Mu Qinghong would still be at the pinnacle of the world's martial arts that no one could catch up to.
Dong Chaosheng's sword is the only one among the swordsmen who fought against Gu Miaozai that has not been left in the Sixteen Swordsmen of the Southern Dynasty. From this point of view, Dong Chaosheng could live up to his reputation as the most powerful swordsman in Banished Mountain by being able to escape from Gu Miaozai's hands.
He thrust out his sword, and the light of the sword was cold for hundreds of meters.
"Jianfeng: Jiulitian."
This sword locked onto Mu Qinghong's throat. With the powerful secret skills and the blessing of spiritual energy, the strong wind carried the blade. It looked like a sword, but in fact the sword had nine levels of strength, and one sword was stronger than the other.
Mu Qinghong used his palms to repel Min Tianyun and Kuang Hao. Faced with Dong Chaosheng's sword power, he did not retreat or dodge. Green scales flashed on his right palm, and he struck directly at the tip of Dong Chaosheng's sword.
"Blue Sky Holy Dragon Hand."
This palm shattered Dong Chaosheng's pride. He never thought that one day his proud swordsmanship would be shattered by a fleshy palm.
Without giving him time to react, Mu Qinghong slapped him on the cheek.
Dong Chaosheng felt as if he had been hit by a beast, heard the cracking of his cheek bones, and felt the strong wind flowing behind his ears.
He thought it would be over here, but he underestimated Mu Qinghong's ruthlessness when killing people.
He just raised his eyes and saw Mu Qinghong, who was pursuing him, lower his hand, clasp his five fingers on his face, press it hard into the ground, plow ten meters of ground with his face, and the world suddenly went dark.
The expressions of Kuang Hao and Min Tianyun changed at the same time, as if they had seen such a clean and ruthless fighting style of an innate warrior for the first time.
"You can't give him a chance to defeat them one by one."
Kuang Hao roared, and Min Tianyun understood tacitly, and the majestic spiritual energy vibrated on their bodies again, advancing and retreating at the same time, pressing towards Mu Qinghong.
Look at this scene from afar.
Gao Lin said: "Great Imperial Master, Dong Chaosheng died. Kuang Hao and Min Tianyun were a little reluctant and asked the Imperial Master to help them kill Mu Qinghong."
He Daorong knew very well that he could not escape no matter what.
Instead of Gu Miaozai, Mu Qinghong came again.
With the deaths of Tong Baozhong and Ge Mian, the court would not let him go back alive.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord."
"Please also ask the senior manager to wait for the good news, and I will go away."
He Daorong joined the battle, but it didn't seem to change the direction of the battle.
Kuang Hao is known as "Three Swords to Conquer the World". There is a mystery in his sword. It looks like one sword, but it is the three swords of ancestors and grandchildren, which is stronger than the mother-son sword.
But when he met Mu Qinghong, he realized that if a warrior is really powerful, his hands and feet are also the sharpest weapons.
It was obvious that the three of them had not given Mu Qinghong any chance, but Mu Qinghong still grabbed his throat with those two iron fingers before Bai Ju passed by, and easily tore it apart.
The only thing that made him feel honored was that he injured the Martial Saint Mu Qinghong, and his grandson's sword shot into Mu Qinghong's chest.
But what also made him regret was that he didn't put poison on the sword.
He Daorong's floating dust is not floating dust. There is a small sword hidden in the wooden handle. He always uses this sword to kill people and take them by surprise.
Kuang Hao used his own life to hurt Mu Qinghong. He Daorong was unwilling to let go of this excellent opportunity. If he didn't seize the opportunity, maybe he would be the next to die.
Unfortunately, before his little sword could pull out the wooden handle from Fuchen, Mu Qinghong's face had already magnified in front of him.
"If His Majesty hadn't been the people who cared about Dajing at that time, how could they have survived from his hands with the help of a mob like you."
This was considered as Mu Qinghong solved He Daorong's doubts for many years. He wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he spit out blood.
He Daorong regretted it very much and should have escaped long ago.
With his level, even if the Da Li Dynasty wants him, he can escape to other dynasties and live happily.
He makes calculations for others, never for himself.
I should have known better for myself.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded.
Min Tianyun shouted: "How long do you have to wait?"
Dong Chaosheng and Kuang Hao were dead, and Min Tianyun was already scared. He shouted in the distance, and someone immediately flew out from the darkness.
Hula la, like a dozen crows, they all landed in front of Mu Qinghong.
Mu Qinghong said: "I was still thinking about where you old guys were hiding, and you had to wait until a good person in the family died in my hands before you showed up."
Kuangheng said: "You robbed the dragon root grass and destroyed the elixir field. Someone from our family must die. He failed to kill you, but he also hurt you. I will catch you and go back to deal with you later. It will be the best of both worlds."
Mu Qinghong said: "Exiling Mountain, do you still need to communicate with others? When did you become Da Li's dogs?"
Dong Fengmian said: "You'd better not open your eyes. You can only see a small part of this world."
Mu Qinghong said: "Then let's start the fight! Mu will not run anywhere this time. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
Min Tianyun said: "Then you must die."
As soon as his voice fell, Mu Qinghong's five fingers had already grabbed his face, and Dong Chaosheng's method of death was perfectly replicated on his body.
He even plowed an extra five meters, thinking that Min Tianyun must be thick-skinned.
Mu Qinghong said: "Remember in the next life that you must be more humble when you have no ability."
Until now, it has only been half an hour.
Four Xiantian mid-termers died in the hands of Mu Qinghong.
He was only in the middle stage, but killing fellow warriors was like killing a chicken.
Gao Lin's hands were shaking. He was excited, imagining that he was the one killing people there.
"There is only one Qingtian Martial Saint Mu Qinghong in the world. Compared to Chen Jingxuan, he is more ruthless and vicious."
"He is a Martial Saint."
"He is also a god of death."
After all, Gao Lin couldn't help it. He felt strange fluctuations in his body, urging him to join the battle.
He passed by the Twenty-Four River and landed in front of Li Xuansu. He ignored the fighting around him and said, "Li Xuansu, I killed your mother, don't you want to take revenge?"
Li Xuansu said: "I was going to kill you."
Gao Lin said: "You are much stronger than your mother and much younger than her. You died in my hands. I am really a lucky person."
Li Xuansu stopped talking. She always believed in Qi Baixing's words. There was no need to talk nonsense when killing someone.
She flew out with a sword, and the sword light flashed thirty swords.
There are swords all around, as if Li Xuansu has thirty arms.
But he saw Gao Lin, whose face was as white as a ghost, pulling out a soft sword from his waist. The soft sword was like a silver snake, swaying towards Li Xuansu's sword light, and then dispelling the sword light one by one.
Li Xuansu has discovered that Gao Lin's abilities have grown again.
Is it the sixth degree of rebirth or the seventh degree of rebirth?
But she still felt that she could kill Gao Lin.
But Li Xuansu underestimated Gao Lin's cultivation. He, a man who had no roots in manhood, could do many things that ordinary people could not do in order to achieve his goals.
Not only is he strong, he is also perverted.
Abnormal can completely describe Gao Lin.
Gao Lin built a secret room in the palace, where he would capture a palace maid every now and then, strip them naked and tie them to the bed; but without the most important thing for a man, Gao Lin could only pinch, twist, lick and bite them. He was tortured to death with wooden sticks to satisfy his morbid needs.
A beautiful girl like Li Xuansu excited him; especially Li Xuansu who was covered in blood, he couldn't wait to pounce on her immediately.
