The city of Monkey King

Sword storm, with Moxiong as the center, raging in this vast open space!

The blue-and-blue long sword is in hand, and Mo Xiong at the moment has an endless madness on his face.

Even the Eastern Qing on the other side of the Yutai, under this sword storm, is subconsciously transporting the spirit to stabilize the figure, and the eyes are full of horror.

Although he had a good relationship with Han Xiu, he never saw Han Xiu.

At this moment, I feel the sword of the Yuan Ying class and find that I am not an order of magnitude!

"On the last time, you survived from the sword of this ancestor. This time, this sect teaches you to die without a place to die."

"Let you know how terrible it is to anger the Lord!"

Mo Xiong's eyes flicked in the twilight. In an instant, behind him, there was a phantom illusion, such as that in the medicine court, but this time the phantom dissipated the power, obviously stronger than the last time!

Wind and waves, scattered from the body of Moxiong.

When this phantom appeared, the Eastern Qing Dynasty changed his face. He found that he had no resistance at all. Under the pressure of Moxiong, he must continue to stay and must be injured. He can only choose to withdraw.

Biting his teeth, watching Mo Xiong and Qin Feng, although he was a dragon, his heart was not reconciled, but the Eastern Qing still retreated and fell directly outside this Wanzhang Square.

"Good powerful pressure!"

"This is Yuan Ying... too strong! It is terrible to be angry!"

"I even feel the spiritual power in my body is stagnating!"

"Awful! Yuan Yingxiu, it is really terrible!"

"I don't know if the current Moxiong Shangzong is the same as the one in Kunlun. Who is stronger?"

"Yunzhou, Yunshui, really wants to change!"

"..."

These monks who had already retired outside of Wanzhang had seen the illusion of the tens of thousands of people behind Mo Xiong and felt the increasingly strong hunter-swords. They were all horrified.

"This Qin Feng... can you win?"

"I look at it."

"Hey... the threshold of Yuan Ying is really..."

"In any case, Mo Xiong Shangzong is Yuan Ying, and Qin Feng is only a strong monk. The relationship between the two is a superb."

"..."

Yun Ling is also in the midst of public repairs at this moment, but she is standing in a place where no one dares to approach within a radius of three feet.

After all, the repairs are not stupid, the relationship between this woman and Qin Feng must be unusual, and Qin Feng is now a powerful monk who can fight with Mo Xiong, who dares to rely too close? !

Yun Ling looked at the scene at the moment. She remembered what happened in the medicine court that day. She couldn’t help but worry, but... she looked at Qin Feng’s side face, but she could not see the slightest dignity or tension of Qin Feng. color.

At this moment, Qin Feng, who is at the center of the Jianqi storm, behind him, Qi Linger was dragged back by a group of Qi family members.

Qin Feng slammed the smoke, and coldly squinted at the madness to the lack of Mo Xiong, a smirk in his mouth.

"The baby will die, there is so much nonsense."

The sound is faint.

This move fell into Moxon's ear, and suddenly with the fried pot, how can he not understand the meaning of Qin Feng.

His... will die baby!

"You, what do you know?!"

At the same time of anger, Mo Xiong’s eyes showed a hint of excitement. In front of him, Qin Feng knew that he had condensed the baby who would die. Now he knows... Is he having a solution? !

Yes, this guy has a relationship with Ouyang Changyu. The medicinal herbs are the refining of Ouyang Changyu, and he must have a way to treat the dying baby!

"Say! Say it!"

Mo Xiong Li drink, the blue and blue sword in his hand is a sword toward Qin Feng.

Thousands of swords, the air of the Qin wind.

Qin Feng is just a hand, the golden hoop is in the hand, a stick is swept, this sword is broken.

"It has already been said, you can sneak to death."

Step by step, the left hand is inserted in the trouser pocket, the right hand is carrying the golden hoop stick, Qin Feng walks toward Moxiong, and the expression is calm, not like killing people.

But all the swords that Moxiong was kneeling down to him were a stick.

You must know that at the time of the sea, even the full-fledged 爻7, there is no living path under Qin Feng, let alone Mo Xiong, who has just condensed into a dying baby.

"How can I take my sword so easily!"

Moxiong's pupils fiercely shrink!

"When I step you on the ground and search for your soul, I will definitely put Ouyang Changyu and everything you said into the bag!"

His face was awkward, and Moxiong’s blue and blue sword held in front.

Now, he is not only with the heart to kill Qin Feng, he also wants to get everything he wants from the soul of Qin Feng...

Get, he thought he could solve the problem of the baby who will die.

This is more important to him than anything else!

"Jian Yu!"

A loud drink, Mo Xiong's voice echoed throughout the city.

call!

The gust of wind whispered, and the blue-and-blue sword on his sword in his hand seemed to have its wings turned out. Behind Moxiong, the illusory shadow was the same movement.

This move, Qin Feng has seen.

The last time in the drug court, Mo Xiong used this trick to give all the energy of Qin Feng's body to the empty space. If it wasn't for Mo Xiong's last heart, I was afraid that Qin Shi could hardly survive.

However, time has passed.

The so-called Feng Shui turns, when Qin Feng made an oath, it is necessary to give this Moxon injury to himself, a hundred times to return!

For Qin Feng at the moment, even if it is the strength of 50% of Mo Xiong, but also a jump clown, is not afraid.

"Mo Shang Zong's exhibition is that Yusu Mountain does not pass the secret skills, Jian Yu is home!"

Among the crowds, some people recognized this trick, and one by one was horrified.

They just heard of this trick, but they never really saw it.

Really seeing this scene at the moment, nothing is shocking to the extreme.

"The loser lost, there is no suspense, this Jian Yu is surnamed to be comparable to Kunlun's heaven and earth sword! Is it a zone where a knotty monk can resist?!"

"Can be defeated under this sword, this Qin Feng is not insulted."

"..."

Jian Yu's fate, so that the pressure on Mo Xiong rose to the extreme, everyone almost agreed that the trend of Qin Feng defeat, has become a fixed number.

Only the public, such as Gong Suntong, Qi Linger, and Yun Ling, are still convinced.

If you don't believe it, you can't believe it. Xianling College, Qijia, is completely pressing the old man on Qin Feng. If Qin Feng is defeated, it is estimated that the three colleges can only be called two colleges, and the nine families will become the eight major families.

Of course... there is one more person.

The attitude is unclear.

Because this old monk, no matter what happens, no matter how things change, always with a smile.

"Good and evil cause and effect, heaven and earth cycle."

The Guangyuan monk, who did not speak the original language, suddenly came to such a sentence and listened to the many bald heads around him.

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