"What should I do with that guy Ziqiu's body?"
Gu Zening's eyes fell not far away. He was very unhappy when he saw this guy before. He didn't expect that this guy had disappeared from this world in the blink of an eye.
Han Yiqing then looked over, and before he could deal with it, Ziqiu and his party had already left with Ziqiu's body.
The practitioners of the two classes dispersed. They had finished watching the fun, but the whole process really surprised them.
"Mu Zhiqing doesn't know how she practiced. Why does it look so easy to fight across levels?"
"I see that the movement and martial arts skills she cultivates are not simple at all. Being able to cultivate the afterimage so quickly is not something that ordinary martial arts can do."
Movement martial arts are rare among many martial arts, not to mention that even if many martial arts are practiced to the end, they may not be able to reach the state of afterimage.
This alone is already unmatched by many people.
"Whoever tells me that Mu Zhiqing has no background in the future, I will fight with him!"
A man said speechlessly. He didn't know how this rumor came out, but as far as Mu Zhiqing has shown now, no matter whether it is martial arts or weapons, none of them are simple at all.
"Didn't you notice her sword? It's absolutely extraordinary at first glance. Ziqiu's long whip was cut off directly by her sword, tsk tsk."
To directly cut off the opponent's weapon, either the strength difference between the two parties is too great, or the weapon level difference between the two parties is too great.
Mu Zhiqing's strength is not much different from Zi Qiu's, and is even one level weaker than Zi Qiu's. Then there is only one possibility left: her weapon is too high level!
Liu Xingche, who was in the team, looked at the bright red figure and felt even more lonely. Zhiqing now is really completely different from before...
Unknowingly, she has become the most dazzling figure, but where did those weapons and martial arts come from
"Zhiqing, let me accompany you to treat the wound."
Mo Tongqin looked at the wound on Mu Zhiqing's shoulder. The open wound was shocking. Even though she was used to all kinds of injuries, she had to say that this wound was really too deep.
Hearing this, Mu Zhiqing nodded slightly. She really should deal with it. She couldn't keep wearing these bloody clothes.
"Fourth Senior Brother, you continue to practice. I will come back after taking care of your injuries."
Gu Zening nodded, "Okay."
Just when Mu Zhiqing and Mo Tongqin were about to leave, a burst of surprised sounds suddenly broke out from the crowd.
I saw everyone making way for a path, and a figure gradually walked over from not far away.
Mu Zhiqing followed the movement and saw a white figure passing through the crowd, coming slowly like a white lotus.
There was a gentle smile on the woman's face, as gentle as water, which made people feel calm unconsciously.
However, the woman's face showed a trace of guilt and worry at this moment, and even her steps were faster than before.
The moment everyone saw this woman, their expressions became complicated.
"Isn't this a goddess? What does it mean to appear here now?"
"Aren't Ziqiu and the others from the Yunling Clan? Something happened just now, and the Goddess came here. Isn't she here to settle accounts?"
"Didn't you say that the goddess knows Mu Zhiqing? I'm afraid there will be another good show now."