"Fuck, I'm going to say!"

It took a long time before Mu Feiqing came to his senses.

"The Red Lotus Saint of the Underworld God Cult!"

This name suddenly appeared in Mu Feiqing's mind. He had previously obtained information about the God of the Underworld from Jing Yidao, and he specially sent someone to collect information about the God of the Underworld.

The God of the Underworld is known as the Holy Land of Demonic Way. It is extremely powerful, but it has been suppressed by Langya Pavilion and has not been able to enter the Tang Kingdom in large quantities. However, in recent years, it has made a lot of small moves, mainly two people, one is called the Saint of Honglian and the other is called the Saint of Qingfeng.

Both of them are elusive.

It is said that the Holy Son of Qingfeng is a very ruthless person and will die if he takes action. In recent years, the massacres of family destruction have occurred in his hands, and several first-class sects have been killed by him.

However, what really scares people is the Saint of Red Lotus.

The saint of Qingfeng is mysterious, but this saint of Red Lotus is not mysterious. Everyone in the martial arts world knows that she has a very powerful charm, but even if she knows, she still gets hit again and again. According to rumors, six years ago, there was a first-class family called Jidao Villa. Because of the appearance of the saint of Red Lotus, the family directly caused civil strife and killing each other. Before the Nether God Sect could take action, they destroyed themselves.

Thinking of this, Mu Feiqing suddenly understood why the Holy Maiden Red Lotus had just vomited blood and ran away?

Mei Gong is a mental attack method, and there is a card in his sea of ​​consciousness. The Honglian Saint uses Mei Gong to deal with him, not only the problem of hitting the stone with eggs, but directly kicking the titanium alloy steel plate!

"Hey, it's not right, where is the Holy Son of Qingfeng!"

The Saint Son of Qingfeng and the Saint of Red Lotus have always been a must-have Meng Meng. As long as there is a Saint Son of Red Lotus, there must be a Saint Son of Qingfeng. The cooperation between these two people may not even be able to withstand the highest level of the world.

Although Mu Feiqing didn't know why the Son of Qingfeng didn't take action just now, he was sure that the Son of Qingfeng was about to arrive.

"run!"

Mu Feiqing made a quick decision and got up and prepared to leave. As long as he ran to the territory of Langya Pavilion, no matter how strong the Nether God Sect was, it would be useless.

"Bang"

Mu Feiqing was about to set off when he suddenly heard a loud noise from the inn.

"Enemy attack!"

There is a guard yelling.

"Murdered!"

The inn suddenly became chaotic, and all the guests who stayed in the accommodation were frightened and fled everywhere. The inn was shaking by the noisy steps.

"It's coming so fast?"

Mu Feiqing was stunned.

"Get out of here, I will only kill Mu Feiqing today!"

Suddenly hearing this sentence, Mu Feiqing raised his eyebrows and slowly set his eyes on a wooden box on the bed. A corner of white appeared in the gap, which was a set of wide-sleeved glass fairy long skirt.

"Uh, do you want to..."

Immediately, a terrible thought flashed through Mu Feiqing's mind.

No, no, I, who is the one who I Mu Feiqing? My head can be broken, blood can flow, and my personality cannot be lost!

Well, where did my steamed bun go?

"Bang"

A powerful energy came, and a door was split into pieces. The Saint Son of Qingfeng rushed into the room with a sword in his hands and said angrily: "Mu Feiqing, you dare to hurt Honglian. I want to tear you into pieces, and you dare to move my woman!"

Mu Feiqing was holding a skirt in her hand, and she looked confused and said, "Is it so sudden?"

"Wide-sleeved glazed skirt?"

When the Holy Son of Qingfeng entered the door, he looked at Mu Feiqing, who was sitting on the bed in disheveled clothes, and the skirt in his hand. There seemed to be something hidden in the quilt. He secretly cast an ambiguous look and said, "Did I come at the wrong time? Didn't you disturb me?"

Mu Feiqing smiled and said, "You understand!"

"I understand, I understand," said Ao Feng Shengzi with a slutty expression: "Have you ever slept?"

Mu Feiqing: "??"

"Didn't you sleep?"

The Holy Son of Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Then let Fairy Qingcheng let me sleep from now on, you have no chance!"

Mu Feiqing: "Sleeping in your father, uh, it's not right, sleeping in your mother, uh, it's not right..."

A trace of sinister flashed across the face of the Saint Son of Qingfeng and said, "I heard that you are known as the world's unparalleled one, but I don't know that your martial arts function is not worthy of your name. Take action!"

With a "buzz", a blood sword rushed up and crashed into the air.

At this moment, there was a dull sound in the sky above, and there seemed to be a mountain.

It was obviously a sword, but it was a mountain that reached the sky and was pressed down directly. The entire inn made a "crunching" sound and began to shake constantly, obviously barely under pressure.

"You use a sword, why don't you say it earlier!"

Mu Feiqing suddenly sneered, stood up suddenly, reached out and said, "Come on the sword!"

A short sword flew out and fell into his hand.

"Boom"

Suddenly, the inn was blown into ruins.

Two figures flew out of the collapsed inn at the same time like ghosts.

The lights in Changling County are dim,

Above a loft, two people confronted each other with eaves on both sides.

…………

Many people in the county were in panic and didn't know what happened. They didn't understand why a mountain suddenly appeared in the night sky, appearing faintly, like a miracle.

However, at the same time, in this small county, many places were amazed at the same time.

"Mountain-moving sword!"

In the Qixiufang station, Gongsun Zitong, who was about to sleep, flew out and put on a long robe, landed on a roof.

At the same time, a piano sound came to an abrupt end.

Lan Ruo, the head of Lianyue Pavilion, flew out with Qin. As soon as he came out, he met a righteous man who was also a master.

"Master Lan Ruo Pavilion, the mountain-moving sword is a secret technique of the Nether God Sect. I'm afraid that the people from the Nether God Sect are here!"

"Who is the one who is doing it?"

"You'll know when you go over and take a look!"

At the same time, all forces stationed in Changling County had masters quickly approaching Zhongcheng.

…………

In a panic, Qingfeng gently held the long sword beside him.

The invisible giant mountain above everyone's heads suddenly disappeared, but a more majestic force came out of the long sword and rolled up against the ground.

Another mountain,

This mountain is not in the sky, but in the ground.

Qingfeng waved two swords in a row,

Suddenly, there were two mountains on the sky and on the ground at the same time, one up and one after another, and then came to oppression.

The whole street began to collapse in a blast.

A sound of wailing and fear resounded through the sky,

Countless people fled wildly.

The two mountains squeezed, the air suddenly tightened, and the energy of heaven and earth seemed to be sucked in an instant.

"Mu Feiqing, I heard that you have unparalleled sword skills, so how powerful is my sword?" Qingfeng laughed loudly.

"Sword-Bet, haha!"

Mu Feiqing smiled,

A loud blast broke through the air, and the martial arts people present covered their ears and wailed in pain.

A flying sword seemed to have crossed the long river of time, broken through the barriers of space, and directly broke through the mountain.

After the sword god smiled,

A sword went out,

Contact with sword rain,

It was like a quill brush, gently painting the map of the River During the Qingming Festival.

The sword rain suddenly collapsed like a glass, collapsed like an avalanche, scattered around the mountains, and then turned into wisps of vitality.

In everyone's surprise,

Mu Feiqing and Qingfeng passed by each other.

Suddenly,
To be continued...