Suddenly, the horse's hooves stirred up dust all over the ground, but within a moment, only his back was visible as a black dot.
Jun Ruye sat under Sikong Ruxuan because of her leg disease. He stared blankly at Feng Muqing's retreating back until the bright red color disappeared for a long time.
Sikong Ruxuan glanced at Jun Ruye from the corner of his eye and saw a smile on his lips, but he felt unsure.
"The regent is very beautiful and blessed. Although this Princess Qingtang has never shown her true face, her temperament is not much different." Sikong Ruxuan joked, but his words were full of worry.
"Your Majesty has three thousand beauties in his harem, and there is no shortage of one more Princess Qingtang." Jun Ruye said quietly.
"I do have that intention, but Princess Qingtang came here after you, and I'm not good at beating up mandarin ducks."
"Your Majesty is worrying too much, I believe in the princess!"
The sonorous and powerful words shocked Sikong Ruxuan for a moment, and then he became happy. It seemed that Jun Ruye was unwilling to marry Yu Qingtang, so Nanyue Kingdom would not be his help.
The blue sky was clear, and the forest was lined with green trees. Feng Muqing, who was flying in the forest, felt the pleasure of the wind flying across her face, and her whole heart felt like a bird that had escaped from a trap, feeling as free as possible.
The hunting ground is not as dangerous as the Wuluo Mountains, and birdsong can be heard from time to time, which makes Feng Muching feel relaxed physically and mentally.
These days, worries come one after another, and it is rare to have such a relaxing time.
Feng Muqing was not in a hurry to hunt, and freely shuttled through the criss-crossing forest. After wandering for a while, she had reached the depths of the forest, and there was no one around.
Suddenly, an inconspicuous branch broke out of the ground and stretched out towards the horse silently. Feng Muqing on the horse was unaware of it.
Suddenly, branches from all directions rushed away, and they were about to hit him. At the critical moment, a sharp sword appeared across the sky.
The Biluo Sword suddenly appeared and flew quickly around Feng Muqing. The branches in all directions suddenly stopped attacking. In the blink of an eye, half of his body fell to the ground, lifeless.
"Now that you're here, why hide your head and show your tail?" Feng Muqing held the Biluo Sword in her hand, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised with a bloodthirsty smile.
She knew that if there was such a good opportunity, there would always be someone who couldn't help but take action, but she didn't know which party would be the first to make the move.
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of men in black suddenly appeared, staring at Feng Muqing with expressionless eyes, full of murderous intent.
Feng Muqing raised his eyebrows slightly, he was actually a dead soldier!
It seems that the one in the palace took action.
Thinking of the queen, Feng Muqing was speechless and choked up. She obviously had nothing to do with Sikong Rulang, so why did she cling to her so tightly that she could take advantage of Feng Wanwan.
Besides, she is already the mother of a country. No matter how infatuated she is, she cannot stay and fly with Sikong Rulang, so why bother.
The most amazing thing was that she didn't believe that Sikong Ruxuan didn't know the queen's thoughts and let her do whatever she wanted.
It's really outrageous that this family's love-hate relationship has to involve her.
The two sides stood face to face. Feng Muching, who was on the horse, looked down at the man in black, and suddenly became full of momentum. The Biluo Sword in his hand glowed with a faint cold light.
The wind blows, the leaves fall, and the man in black suddenly attacks.
Feng Muching jumped up and rushed straight towards the man in black, the eagerness in his eyes was beyond words, and the Biluo Sword in his hand buzzed, as if he was roaring with excitement.
Since she left the depths of the Wuluo Mountains, she has not had a good fight, and her hands have been itching for a long time. Today they are at gunpoint, but I don't know what their cultivation level is.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged hands, and the men in black showed off their cultivation levels. They were all at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment.
Various colors appeared on the hands of the man in black. Feng Muqing chuckled. The queen also acted cruelly and even sent out all five masters.
It's a pity that she, Feng Muqing, is not a weakling who can be defeated easily.
Several men in black with gold-type spiritual power attacked Feng Muqing. They had all kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds. Feng Muqing made a seal with her jade hands, and the Biluo Sword whirled over her body, instantly turning into countless sharp swords and heading towards the men in black.
Feng Muqing had reached the seventh level of foundation building, and the Biluo Sword stopped several men in black with golden spirit roots. The men in black were tired of dealing with the menacing sword formation.
The Biluo Sword is Feng Muqing's natal sword. Under the nourishment of the Holy Spirit Art and its mental methods, it has already developed spiritual wisdom, and will soon give birth to a weapon spirit.
Therefore, this sword formation only needs to be controlled by Feng Muqing's consciousness, and those gold cultivators can only kill Feng Muqing if they break the formation first.
The cultivators who were still watching on the other side saw this and took action one after another.
The fireball came with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai. Feng Muqing made a seal with her left hand, and a column of water turned into a dragon and roared away. The moment of collision, the flames were extinguished and the fireball turned into nothing.
The soil beneath his feet suddenly vibrated, and sharp thorns advanced layer by layer, attacking from the bottom with overwhelming force.
Feng Muqing tiptoed, soared into the air, and with a wave of wind, the air flew for a few seconds, causing the soil thorns on the ground to rise up like a small mountain of earth.
The wood cultivator couldn't see it anymore, and once again he kneaded to the ground, and countless soft and thick vines rose up from the ground, trying to surround Feng Muqing.
With a smile on her face, Feng Muqing calmly threw out a circle of tongues of fire, burning the newly formed vines into ashes. She waved her hand and the tongues of fire rushed towards the wood cultivator in an instant.
Seeing this, a water column fell from the sky, extinguishing the nearby flames in time. The wood cultivator breathed a sigh of relief and quickly prepared for the attack.
The five elements complement each other and restrain each other. Feng Muqing learned and used it flexibly, and he was able to deal with the man in black who was also at the seventh level of foundation building with ease and skill.
The sword formation was developed by Feng Muqing with slight modifications using the formation methods from the world of cultivation. If he could not find the eye of the formation, or if he did not have the strength of the golden elixir to forcefully break the formation, he would be trapped in the formation and die.
For a moment, the man in black was at a disadvantage, but Feng Muqing felt a little boring.
She thought she could have a good fight, but she didn't expect that these seven-level foundation-building men in black were no match for her, and they couldn't have a hearty fight at all.
Feng Muqing's seventh level of foundation building is equivalent to the strength of the golden elixir stage, so he can easily deal with these men in black at the foundation building stage.
"Go together!"
The deep and cold voice of a man in black sounded, and the atmosphere suddenly became chilly, and everyone rushed towards Feng Muqing.
Even if there are so many of them, they can kill her!
The practitioners in the sword array felt their blood boiling. Since they couldn't find the center of the array, they joined forces to attack.
The gold-type man in black was exhausted and moved towards the same person without hesitation.
Bang——
The spiritual powers collided, making a harsh sound. After a moment, a vast golden spiritual power broke through the sword formation in an instant, and the Biluo Sword buzzed and returned to Feng Muching's hand.
Feng Muqing, holding the Biluo Sword in her hand, felt her blood surge.
It's this feeling, this determination to fight to the death.
Both sides tried their best, and there were constant attacks in the forest, yellow, red... blue. The collision of various spiritual powers shocked the birds on the trees, leaving everything devastated.
The two sides fought more and more fiercely, refusing to give in an inch. Feng Muqing, who was fighting fiercely, had no intention of slacking off. Instead, he was full of energy and became more courageous as he fought. This chapter has been completed!