Qin Muran stood proudly on the front square, quietly watching Feng Qingyang.

Killing Kitayama Chiwu was a trivial thing for him.

Even if you are the head of the Beishan family, what if you have the Tang Sect, the ancient martial arts sect behind you?

Who can stop me if I want to kill it?

"Okay! Very good!"

Feng Qingyang's murderous intent became even more intense, and he said two good words in a row.

But it can be heard from his words that he was completely angry!

The peerless power of the Great Perfection of the Great Perfection of the Warring Power will get angry, and the consequences will be very serious!

"I originally wanted to crush you, but now it seems that it is a great gift for you!"

Feng Qingyang smiled.

"Young man, you are very good, you have successfully angered me! I haven't been so angry for so many years!"

Feng Qingyang stared at Qin Muran with his eyes.

If the eyes could kill someone, Qin Muran would have been cut to pieces long ago.

"I want to refine you into a puppet to nurture poisons, so that you will live a life worse than death!"

Feng Qingyang said coldly.

"Haha, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

Qin Muran sneered, not taking Feng Qingyang's threat at all.

If what he said was true, Qin Muran would say that he had become an immortal!

"So brave!"

Feng Qingyang saw that it was already this time, and Qin Muran was still despising himself and was furious.

As soon as he stepped out, the gray robe moved with him, and a stream of energy burst out from his body.

However, this force is no longer invisible, but turns into green!

poison gas!

The hidden weapons and poison of the Tang Sect have always been famous in Manchuan Province!

Miaojiang is good at using Gu, while Tang Sect uses poison!

The colorless and tasteless poison kills people invisible and is even more unpredictable when applied to hidden weapons!

Even Qin Muran did not dare to take it lightly when facing the poison of the Tang Sect.

Although his physique has now reached the point where he is invincible with all poisons, he still chooses to be safe in the face of unknown dangers.

The energy transformed from poisonous gas roared towards Qin Muran.

Qin Muran's figure flashed, leaving a phantom on the spot, and was dodging to the side.

The poisonous aura was like a bamboo shoot, and he rushed forward.

Along the way, there were many onlookers, and they were also spread by poisonous gas.

"ah!"

A painful scream came, but the people closest to the poison gas twitched all over and collapsed on the ground and shouted in pain.

They rolled on the ground, tearing their bodies with their hands spreading their teeth and claws, and the scars on their bodies were shocking.

Soon, they stopped screaming and turned into a pool of thick water.

Hiss... Seeing Feng Qingyang's poison gas, the surrounding people would never dare to take it lightly anymore.

They all took dozens of steps back, fearing that they would follow their footsteps in the evening.

"Don't hurt innocent people, if you have the ability, follow me to fight in the mountains!"

Qin Muran looked at Feng Qingyang.

Although he is not a good person, he is definitely not a random killing of innocent people.

These people died innocently, and Qin Muran did not want to cause any greater sin.

The more he practices the "Yuanlong Jue", the more he comes into contact with the deeper level of cultivation, the more he has a deep respect for the cause and effect of the way of heaven!

After the words came, Qin Muran activated his energy and stepped out in one step. His whole body was like a sharp knife coming out of the sheath, soaring into the sky, and flew towards the top of the North Mountain.

"Hmph! Junior! Wherever you go, it will be a result!"

Feng Qingyang is naturally not afraid of Qin Muran.

When the Chongqi Realm does not come out, Feng Qingyang thinks he is invincible, not to mention that you, Qin Muran, are not the Great Perfection of Transformation and Spirit!

The scoundrel shakes the big tree, ridiculous and self-esteem!

"Swoosh!"

Feng Qing raised his sleeves and spread his strength to the ground, and he soared into the air and chased after him.

Two figures rushed to the top of the North Mountain like light and shadow.

The two left, and everyone's eyes were chasing each other again and looked at the top of the North Mountain.

Although the distance is very long, you can still see a rough idea in a vague way.

Top of the North Mountain!

The mist is misty and the wind is howling.

Qin Muran and Feng Qingyang stood proudly on the top of the North Mountain, looking at each other.

Invisible murderous aura filled the whole world, as if only the two of them were left.

"Today, I will refine you into a puppet in full view of everyone in Sichuan Province! It is the power of my Tang Sect!"

Feng Qingyang looked at Qin Muran, his eyes full of strong murderous aura.

"Stop talking nonsense! Just understand why the Tang Sect is staying in Sichuan Province!"

"Is it true that there is a false reputation or is it merely a false reputation!"

Qin Muran sneered, not afraid of Feng Qingyang's threat.

"kill!"

Feng Qingyang roared angrily, and his sleeves blew his air waves rushed towards Qin Muran like a hurricane.

Qin Muran punched, and the fist was rolling, and he fought against it.

Two air waves collided, and the stones on the top of the North Mountain cracked, and the gravel rolled, falling towards the mountain.

"Now let you see my Tang Sect's weapons!"

Feng Qingyang sneered, with one hand, a cold light suddenly emanated from a cave on the top of the North Mountain.

"Swoosh!"

Qin Muran reacted quickly and dodged to one side, avoiding a sneak attack.

But his eyes were staring at Feng Qingyang's hands.

Because at this time, there was a long cylindrical weapon in Feng Qingyang's hand!

"Storm Pear Blossom Needle!"

Qin Muran's first reaction was that he thought of this most famous weapon of the Tang Sect.

According to legend, the rainy pear blossom needle contains twenty-seven pear blossom needles. The person who uses it can ejaculate twenty-seven pear blossom needles in a row, or it can be ejaculated in one go.

Even if a person who has no power to tie a chicken to get this weapon and attacks without any defense in the power of the War Spirit Realm, he can easily kill him!

Even Qin Muran has to be cautious when this murderous aura appears in his hands.

Who knows if there is a very poison in the pear blossom needle!

"Clam!"

Qin Muran naturally dared not underestimate it.

With one hand, the Dawn Breaking Sword in the Futian Ring appeared in his hand.

A strange color flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes.

He didn't see how Qin Muran took out the weapon. Such methods made his eyes lit up.

Qin Muran noticed Feng Qingyang's expression change and felt a little proud.

However, what he was more interested in was how powerful the peerless power of the Great Perfection of the Warring King was.

If you can easily defeat him, wouldn't that be...can you consider challenging the old Taoist priest?

Thinking that the old Taoist priest always pressed him to beat him, Qin Muran's inner resentment rushed up like a little flame!

When I return from Sichuan Province, I must challenge the old Taoist priest in a high-profile manner.

Aren’t the old Taoist priests’ undefeated myth?

I just want to break his myth.

Thinking of this, Qin Muran's mind could not help but look embarrassed after the old Taoist priest was defeated.

After decades of depression, I finally burst out.

"Old guy, I'll try it with you!"
Chapter completed!