Qin Mu laughed loudly, his body trembled, and Hu Ling'er flew out. He squatted with his knees bent, and suddenly jumped up, holding the sky with his hands, and rushed towards the pressed down giant Buddha wrapped around a dragon and sitting on an elephant!
The sixth form of Leiyin's eight forms, Wanfo Chaozong Lei Zhongpan!
Boom!
In the mid-air, thunder and lightning intersected, one of the two figures soared into the sky, and the other fell to the ground quickly.
There was madness in Qin Mu's eyes, he looked up and waited for the figure in mid-air to fall, Yun Que had just landed, when suddenly the sound of thunder rolled in his ears, and he saw Qin Mu's fists coming head-on, each punch was accompanied by bursts of thunder, boom Boom, captivating.
Boom, boom, boom.
Qin Mu's footsteps were extremely heavy, like a giant elephant stepping on the ground, his muscles were beating, and all the muscles were running, and the muscle movement exploded to the extreme.
When the two fists collided, Yun Que's face changed slightly, he felt that the other party's vitality was surging, and it was like crushing his own vitality.
He hastily retreated by wrong steps, frantically resisting Qin Mu's fist while retreating, only to feel that he could not use all his methods, all exquisite moves, and extremely clever moves, and could only resist the opponent's fist with his fist.
His moves and spells were too late to be cast and could not be cast.
"Lotus seal, lotus body! Vase seal!"
Yun Que shouted loudly, and suddenly golden light radiated from his body, a palm was printed, and a lotus seat appeared under his feet, with Sanskrit characters circulating around his body endlessly. These Sanskrit characters formed a vase shape, allowing Yun Que to hide in the bottle.
Qin Mu punched, the sound of thunder exploded, all the vases of golden bells and rosettes were shattered, Yun Que's fist was smashed, blood spilled out, it fell on the pure white clothes very bright red, like a flower plum blossom.
But the plum blossoms disappeared quickly, and his white clothes should also be treasures, and the stains would not stick to his body.
Yun Que's arms were sore and weak, he could hardly lift them up, his moves slowed down, and he felt bad in his heart. Qin Mu punched him in the face, slapped it on the jade wall of the cliff, then slipped down, and passed out.
"There are still masters in Tai Academy."
Qin Mu felt comfortable physically and mentally, but the white-clothed monk was knocked unconscious by him just after warming up and before he could stretch his muscles and bones, which made him feel a little sorry, and thought: "A monk who just ran out can take so many moves from me, the patriarch is right. However, some people in Taiyuan Academy are still very smart and cannot discriminate against the natives of Yankang Kingdom."
"My lord, is it over so soon?"
Hu Ling'er only had time to stabilize her figure, and before she had time to watch the fun, the battle was over, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and hurried forward, rummaging around on Yun Que's body, trying to find something valuable.
After a while, the little fox said angrily: "Poor monk!"
"Ling'er, his clothes are good, they should be worth some money." Qin Mu reminded kindly.
Hu Ling'er took off the monk's clothes, and sure enough, the clothes were spotless and couldn't be torn off. The little fox was very happy: "This monk will definitely spend a lot of money in exchange for this clothes! By the way, my lord, what's his name?"
Qin Mu jumped onto the jade cliff, walked towards Shiziju, shook his head and said, "How would I know? I asked him just now, but he didn't say anything, probably because he was afraid of losing face after losing. This monk still has some inspirations, very Have self-knowledge."
Not far away, Yue Qinghong suppressed the shock in his heart, walked over with the wolf slave, and looked down the cliff. Yun Que was lying at the foot of the cliff, wearing only blood-stained white shorts, still in a coma.
His white shorts are not as expensive as black clothes, they are made of ordinary fabric.
"Yun Que is so useless that he couldn't force him with all his strength. But this Qin Mu is indeed very strong. Wolf slave, how are you better than him?" Yue Qinghong asked.
The wolf slave's eyes shot brightly, and he rolled his tongue and said: "I have the magic knife technique, the knife for killing on the battlefield, and I can force him to use all my strength! But I can only stick to ten moves, and after ten moves, I will definitely lose."
Yue Qinghong's eyes lit up, and said, "Go."
The wolf slave bowed and said yes, grabbed his hands behind his back, and with two hisses, the two scimitars crossed on his back came out of their sheaths. These were two pitch-black knives without any color, as if they were forged from the blackest metal. become.
Moreover, these two knives are more than ten feet long, narrow and curved.
The wolf slave walked forward quickly, his footsteps became faster and faster, he suddenly let go of his hands, his vitality flew out, he used his energy to control the knife, and the two magic knives flew across the air soundlessly, slashing at Qin Mu!
When the two magic knives were about to slash on Qin Mu's body, suddenly the sabers blazed brightly, one slashed horizontally against the ground, and the other slashed across the waist!
The back of Qin Mu's head seemed to have eyes, and his body suddenly became extremely weird. His whole body became like a flat fish, with one foot stepping on the magic knife cut from below, and the other kicking it It is hard to imagine that the human body can be folded into such a posture on the cut magic knife.
The upper magic knife was kicked away, and the lower magic knife was stepped into the rock by his foot.
The wolf slave was startled, and saw Qin Mu flashing like a ghost, rushing towards him.
The vitality of the wolf slave trembled, and the two magic knives whizzed back. Black light criss-crossed around Qin Mu. The wolf slave Xu's magic knife technique was fully displayed by him, but none of the knives landed on Qin Mu, and he was caught by Qin Mu in the slightest. escaped.
His sword technique is not an ordinary knife technique, but a killing technique on the battlefield. There are no extra moves, only the purpose of beheading the enemy!
Even with such a sharp saber technique, it couldn't touch Qin Mu's figure at all.
However, Qin Mu was also forced by his saber light to be unable to move forward, instead of being unable to move forward, he was constantly retreating.
Qin Mu retreated like a meandering blue dragon, and the pupils of the wolf slave shrank suddenly. This was not a retreat, but a coiling dragon!
Dragons can be big or small, they can be stretched or coiled, and when they are entangled together, they are ready to make a deadly pounce.
The wolf slave was originally a well-known figure in the Wolf Juxu Kingdom, but was captured by Yue Qinghong in the battlefield. According to the rules of the Wolf Juxu Kingdom, he became Yue Qinghong's wolf slave and served her, but his strength was not as strong as that of Yue Qinghong. How weak is Qinghong.
Moreover, he has been on the battlefield for a long time, has experienced life and death fights, and has extremely rich combat experience.
Qin Mu's retreat made him feel extremely dangerous, as if he was being targeted by a ferocious prehistoric beast!
His magic sword technique was more urgent, but Qin Mu had already gathered his strength to the limit. Suddenly, Qin Mu punched out and broke through the limit. Immediately, there was a mighty dragon chant, and the two magic swords lost control, rushing towards the wolf slave with a howl!
Along with the magic knife came Qin Mu's magnificent and domineering punch, which formed a ferocious and ferocious dragon and charged straight at it.
The wolf slave shouted loudly, his vitality exploded, and suddenly the aura of a bloody sun in the desert burst out, his clothes exploded, and the texture of dragon and wolf appeared all over his body, he pushed his palms forward, and tried his best to inject all the vitality into his hands In the palm of your hand!
Boom.
There was a violent shock, and the wolf slave's body moved back flatly. Two magic knives pierced his ribs, retreated tens of feet, and hit a rock, only then stopped the momentum of retreat.
"Ling'er, don't rob him anymore, leave some money for him to treat his injuries."
Qin Mu called back Hu Ling'er who was going to search for loot, shook his head and said, "He used a weapon, so I hit it a bit hard. His injury is not serious, and it will cost a lot of money to heal it."
Hu Ling'er smacked her lips: "It's a pity, those two knives are not bad..."
Qin Mu shook his head and left, saying: "It's worse than mine. But his strength is not bad, and his fighting consciousness is stronger than that monk just now."
Yue Qinghong waited for Qin Mu to go far away before appearing and came to the wolf slave. Blood was bleeding from the corner of the wolf slave's mouth. Two magic knives pierced his ribs and stuck on the rock behind him, pinning him here so that he could not move.
"Master, I miscalculated."
The wolf slave showed shame: "I used ten tricks, but he only used three tricks... Be careful!"
Just as he said this, Yue Qinghong suddenly felt a warm feeling behind her, and a body was tightly pressed against her back, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly.
There was a person behind her, back to back with her, she didn't even notice when this person came.
At this time, Qin Mu's voice came from her ear, and the two were very close: "Senior sister, he is your servant? You let your servant attack me because you think I dare not kill people in Taiyuan Academy?"
There was fine cold sweat on Yue Qinghong's forehead, and suddenly her footsteps moved quickly, and she moved quickly, Qin Mu's body was still attached to her back, and a voice rang in her ears: "Do you want to give me an explanation, Senior Sister?"
Yue Qinghong's scalp was numb, and her figure moved like a ghost, with extremely fast speed, showing the footwork of Yun Zongqueying, but no matter how she moved, Qin Mu still clung to her back, like a shadow!
Yun Zong Que Ying is the best supernatural power she has ever learned. Although she still can't use supernatural powers, she can still do it by stalking in the clouds and flying low like a bird. But even with such a formidable agility and supernatural powers, he couldn't get rid of Qin Mu.
Suddenly, Yue Qinghong felt the muscles of the big boy behind him squirming like snakes under his skin, and he couldn't help but shudder, and even the delicate skin swelled up with small goosebumps because of the trembling: "The must-kill of combat skills technology!"
Qin Mu started to move his footsteps, Yue Qinghong suppressed the fear in his heart, and followed Qin Mu to move.
She knew that the special killing skills of the fighting technique school were performed in close quarters. As long as she was still leaning against Qin Mu's back and prevented Qin Mu from turning around, it would be difficult for Qin Mu to perform the special killing skills.
It was Qin Mu who was clinging to her just now, but now she is clinging to Qin Mu, chasing Qin Mu's footsteps, not daring to leave Qin Mu for a moment.
If I leave, I'm afraid I will be decapitated!
Being posted to this level by a master of the combat technique genre is basically a decisive decision!
The two walked back to back, like a butterfly dancing on the mountain of the Taiyuan Academy, floating back and forth, many scholars on the mountain stopped and looked at them and the two of them, full of admiration.
Qin Mu was dressed in brocade clothes, and Yue Qinghong was in Tsing Yi. The two of them were like a butterfly's wing, and they were tightly attached to each other. It was indeed easy to draw people's imagination.
A scholar sneered: "A pair of dogs and men, the sky and the day also exude a disgusting rancid smell!"
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and Qin Mu leaned back against the pillar of Qingyang Hall.
"Ling'er, let's go!"
Qin Mu called Hu Ling'er, and said, "Don't think about searching for her. If you want to search for her, you have to pick her out of the pillar. She is very good, she can keep up with my footsteps, she is a master."
Hu Ling'er hurriedly followed him, and looked back reluctantly, only to see Yue Qinghong was knocked into the pillar of Qingyang Hall by Qin Mu, and embedded in the pillar with his face facing inward.