Qin Mu laughed loudly, his body shook, and Hu Ling'er flew away. He squatted with his knees bent, suddenly jumped up, raised his hands to the sky, and rushed towards the giant Buddha wrapped around a dragon and sitting on an elephant!
The sixth form of the Eight Forms of Thunder Sound, the thunder center of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Chao Zong!
Boom!
There was thunder in mid-air, and one of the two figures soared into the sky, while the other quickly fell to the ground.
Qin Mu's eyes showed a look of madness. He raised his head and waited for the figure in mid-air to fall. Yun Que had just landed when thunder suddenly rolled in his ears. He saw Qin Mu's fists coming towards him. Each punch was accompanied by bursts of thunder and booms.
The roar is heart-rending.
Boom, boom, boom.
Qin Mu's footsteps were very heavy, like a giant elephant stepping on the ground. His muscles were beating, all the muscles were moving, and the muscles were moving, exploding his strength to the extreme.
The fists of the two collided, and Yun Que's expression changed slightly. He felt that the opponent's vitality was so majestic that it almost crushed his own.
He hurriedly stepped back, and while backing away, he frantically resisted Qin Mu's fist. He felt that all his methods, all the exquisite moves, and the most wonderful moves could not be used, and he could only use his fist to resist the opponent's fist.
His moves and spells were too late to be used and could not be used.
Yun Que shouted loudly, and suddenly golden light erupted all over his body. He made a palm print, and a rosette appeared under his feet. Sanskrit words were flowing around his body. These Sanskrit words formed the shape of a vase, allowing Yun Que to hide in the bottle.
Qin Mu punched, thunder exploded, and all the golden bells and rosettes were shattered. Yun Que's fist was smashed, blood spilled out, and it fell on the white silk clothes, which was very bright red, like a flower.
Plum blossom.
However, the plum blossoms quickly dispersed, and his white clothes should also be treasures, with no stains on his body.
Yun Que's arms were so weak that he could hardly lift them, his moves slowed down, and he thought to himself that it was terrible. He was punched in the face by Qin Mu, and it stuck to the cliff jade with a snap, then slipped down and passed out.
"There are still experts in Taiyuan University."
Qin Mu felt comfortable physically and mentally, but he had just warmed up and before he could stretch his muscles, the white-robed monk was knocked unconscious by him, which made him feel a little regretful. He thought to himself: "A random monk can come out and take all my moves. The founder is right."
, some people in Taiyuan are still very smart and cannot discriminate against the natives of Yankang Kingdom."
"Sir, is it over so soon?"
Hu Ling'er only had time to stabilize her body, and before she could get enough of it, the battle was over. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She quickly stepped forward and rummaged around Yun Que's body, trying to find something valuable.
After a while, the little fox said angrily: "Poor monk!"
"Ling'er, his clothes are nice and should be worth some money." Qin Mu reminded him kindly.
Hu Ling'er took off the monk's clothes. As expected, the clothes were spotless and could not be torn. The little fox was very happy: "This monk will definitely pay a lot of money to exchange for these clothes! By the way, sir, what is his name?"
Qin Mu jumped up the jade cliff and walked towards Shiziju, shaking his head and saying: "How do I know? I asked him just now, but he didn't say anything. He was probably afraid of being embarrassed if he lost. This monk still has some spiritual powers, and he is very good at it.
Have self-awareness.”
Not far away, Yue Qinghong suppressed the shock in her heart and walked over with her wolf slave. Looking down the cliff, Yun Que was lying at the foot of the cliff, wearing only a pair of blood-stained white shorts, still in a coma.
His white shorts are not as expensive as his clothes, they are made of ordinary fabric.
"Yun Que is so useless that he couldn't even use his full strength. But this Qin Mu is indeed very strong. Wolf slave, how do you compare to him?" Yue Qinghong asked.
The wolf slave's eyes flashed with light, and he rolled his tongue and said: "I have magic sword skills, a battlefield killing knife, which can force him to use all his strength! But I can only persist in ten moves, and I will be defeated after ten moves."
Yue Qinghong's eyes lit up and she said, "You go."
The wolf slave bowed and said yes, grabbed his hands behind his back, and with two hisses, he unsheathed the two scimitars that were crossed on his back. They were two pitch black knives without any variegation, 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 steps getting faster and faster. Suddenly he let go of his hands, and the vitality threads flew out, using his energy to control the sword. Two magic swords flew silently through the air, and slashed towards Qin Mu!
When the two magic swords were about to strike Qin Mu, the swords suddenly burst into light. One sword slashed horizontally against the ground, and the other slashed horizontally across the waist!
Qin Mu seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and his body suddenly became extremely weird. He looked like a flat fish, with one foot stepping on the magic knife slashed from below, and the other foot kicking on it.
Looking at the slashed demon knife, it is hard to imagine that the human body can be folded into such a posture.
The magic knife above was kicked away, and the magic knife below was stepped into the rocks by his kick.
The wolf slave was shocked when he saw Qin Mu flashing like a ghost and rushing towards him.
The wolf slave's vitality trembled, and the two magic swords whizzed back. The black light crisscrossed around Qin Mu. He displayed the magic sword skills of Langju Xu Kingdom to the fullest, but not a single sword fell on Qin Mu.
Escaped for a while.
His sword skills are not ordinary sword skills, but killing skills on the battlefield. There are no unnecessary moves, and the only purpose is to kill the enemy!
Even with such a sharp sword technique, it could not touch Qin Mu's figure at all.
However, Qin Mu was also forced to move forward by the light of his sword. Instead of being unable to move forward, he kept retreating.
Qin Mu's retreat was like a meandering green dragon. The wolf slave's pupils shrank suddenly. This was not a retreat, but a coiling dragon!
Dragons can be big or small, stretched or coiled. When dragons are coiled together, they are ready to launch a fatal attack.
The wolf slave was originally a person with status in the Langju Xu Kingdom. He was captured by Yue Qinghong on the battlefield. According to the rules of the Langju Xu Kingdom, he became Yue Qinghong's wolf slave and worked for her. However, his strength was not as good as Yue Qinghong's.
How much weaker is Qinghong?
Moreover, he has been on the battlefield for a long time and has experienced many life and death battles, so he has extremely rich combat experience.
Qin Mu's retreat made him feel extremely dangerous, as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast!
His magic sword skills were even more urgent, but Qin Mu had already reached the limit of his strength. Suddenly, Qin Mu punched out, breaking through the limit. Immediately, there was a mighty dragon roar, and the two magic swords lost control and rushed towards the wolf slave with a roar!
Along with the magic sword came Qin Mu's majestic and domineering punch, which formed a ferocious and ferocious dragon and rushed towards him.
The wolf slave shouted loudly, his vitality exploded, and the aura as fierce as the blood sun in the desert suddenly burst out of his body. His clothes exploded, and dragon and wolf textures appeared all over his body. He pushed his palms forward, trying his best to inject all the vitality into his hands.
In the palm of your hand!
Bang.
There was a violent shock, and the wolf slave's body moved backwards. Two magic knives were inserted into his ribs. He retreated dozens of feet and hit a rock. Only then did he stop his retreat.
"Ling'er, there's no need to rob him. Leave some money for his injuries."
Qin Mu called back Hu Ling'er, who was about to search for loot, shook his head and said, "He used a weapon, so I was a bit heavy-handed. His injury is not serious, and it will cost a lot of money to cure him."
Hu Ling'er smacked her lips: "What a pity, those two knives are pretty good..."
Qin Mu shook his head and left, saying: "It's worse than my sword. But his strength is not bad, and his fighting consciousness is stronger than that of the monk just now."
Yue Qinghong waited for Qin Mu to go away, then appeared and came to the wolf slave. Blood was bleeding from the corner of the wolf slave's mouth. Two magic knives penetrated his ribs and were inserted into the rock behind him, pinning him there and unable to move.
"Master, my guess was wrong."
The wolf slave looked ashamed: "I used ten moves, but he only used three...be careful!"
As soon as he said these words, Yue Qinghong suddenly felt a warmth on her back, and there was a body pressing tightly behind her, and she couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in her heart.
There was a person behind her, back to back. She didn't notice when this person came.
At this time, Qin Mu's voice came from her ears, and the two were very close: "Senior sister, he is your servant? You let your servant attack me, do you think I dare not kill people in Taiyuan?"
Yue Qinghong broke out in a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead. Suddenly her steps moved quickly and she moved quickly. Qin Mu's body was still close to her back, and his voice rang in her ears: "Sister, do you want to give me an explanation?"
Yue Qinghong's scalp was numb, and she moved continuously like a ghost, very fast, using the footwork of a cloud-tracing bird, but no matter how she moved, Qin Mu still clung to her back, following her like a shadow!
The Cloud Trace Bird Shadow is the best movement and magical power she has ever learned. Although she cannot yet use the magical power, she can still do it by tiptoeing in the clouds and flying low like a bird. But even with such a powerful movement and magical power,
He couldn't get rid of Qin Mu either.
Suddenly, Yue Qinghong felt that the muscles of the big boy behind her were like snakes squirming under the skin. She couldn't help but feel horrified, and even her delicate skin swelled up with goosebumps because of the trembling: "The ultimate killer of combat skills.
Skill!"
Qin Mu started to move. Yue Qinghong suppressed the fear in her heart and followed Qin Mu.
She knew that the special moves of the combat skills school were performed at close range. As long as she leaned behind Qin Mu and prevented Qin Mu from turning around, it would be difficult for Qin Mu to use his special moves.
Just now, Qin Mu was clinging to her, but now she was clinging to Qin Mu, chasing Qin Mu's footsteps, not daring to leave Qin Mu for even an inch.
If I leave, I'm afraid my body will be lost!
Being posted to such an extent by a master of combat skills is basically a killing decision!
The two of them were walking quickly, back to back. They were like a dancing butterfly on the mountain of Taiyue College, floating back and forth. Many scholars on the mountain stopped and looked at them, admiring them.
Qin Mu is dressed in brocade, and Yue Qinghong is dressed in green. The two of them are like a butterfly's wings, and they are closely attached to each other. It is indeed easy to attract people's imagination.
A scholar sneered: "A couple of dogs and a man, even under the clear sky, they exude a disgusting rancid smell!"
Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound, and Qin Mu leaned back and leaned against the pillar of Qingyang Hall.
"Ling'er, let's go!"
Qin Mu called Hu Ling'er and said, "Don't think about plundering her. If you want to plunder her, you have to dig her out of the pillar. She is very good. She can keep up with me. She is a master."
Hu Ling'er quickly followed him and looked back reluctantly, only to see Yue Qinghong being knocked into the pillars of Qingyang Palace by Qin Mu, and his face was embedded in the pillars.