Chapter Seventy-Two: Danger of Death and Death

Feng Xiaoxiao is looking like he is about to be defeated, but he is not defeated.

Ding Chunqiu became more and more comfortable with the fight, thinking that the victory was decided.

Being able to show his skills in front of his old opponents and many masters, as well as his disciples, made him indescribably proud.

There was the sound of the earth-shattering horses of the disciples in his ears, and his heart was very fluttering, but he was relieved and swept towards the field with his eyes.

I didn't know that I saw that Gu Mozhi and Xiao Feng suddenly exchanged hands, but at a glance, the two of them had already made a few moves, and the energy of "bang" was overflowing.

Feng Xiaoxiao followed the prestige, his heart sank, and he said secretly: "Mu Wanqing ......"

Mu Wanqing came from a fast run, and had reached a distance of three or four feet, raising his hand and shooting an arrow.

Ding Chunqiu smiled disdainfully and flicked his fingers.

I only heard a "pop", and the short arrow rolled back.

Feng Xiaoxiao shouted eagerly: "Flash! โ€

Mu Wanqing turned around first, flashed around the left circle, her sleeves fluttered, and her posture was very elegant and chic, but although she avoided the short arrow that rebounded, she also staggered Xiao Feng's volley behind her.

Feng Xiaoxiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "The little girl is not stupid, if she comes prepared, she will take more than a dozen 'Ling Bo micro steps', if she wants to escape, it will never be a problem to hide seven or eight moves." Then his heart was raised high.

His eyes were sharp, and he suddenly saw a touch of powder behind the short arrow, which was quite close to Mu Wanqing, not to mention wanting to save it, and it was too late to even remind him.

Xiao Feng also found the poisonous powder and snorted. The right palm pushed forward vigorously, and the palm force was like a raging tide, slapping violently.

Mu Wanqing was pushed by the palm force. Like a leaf in a hurricane, it suddenly rose for a ride, but the corners of the robe were fluttering, and black smoke suddenly rose, and a green and faint flame was ignited, and it burned up in the blink of an eye, and it was still stained with a trace of poisonous powder after all.

Feng Xiao Xiao saw it. The grief and indignation in his heart were unbearable, and he no longer retracted his strength, and swiped his left hand. The "Shaoshang Sword" shot out, as if a crack had been opened in the dam that had been filled with water, and the water flow was pressed out, and it was extremely strong.

Ding Chunqiu is relaxed and happy. Complacent. When he was completely defenseless, he was suddenly counterattacked, and he couldn't help but be at a loss, and saw that he was imposing, how could he have a trace of serious injury, and he was so shocked that he panicked, and barely took a few steps back left and right, still screaming miserably. Blood spilled, and his left wrist was severed by the sword qi.

The disciples of the Constellation Sect shouted, "Master is going to be bad." "The old immortal of the stars is not good."

Ding Chunqiu's eyes flashed sharply, and he covered his left wrist with blood gushing, and rushed towards Mu Wanqing.

Feng Xiaoxiao glared angrily, his whole body was full of energy, the sword was flat, the sword led the person, smashed the air with a "bang", and stabbed straight at his vest.

Ding Chunqiu shook his body and flashed to the side, and in an instant, he was seven or eight feet away.

The disciples of the Nakshatra faction fled with their lives, and the flags embroidered with the words "Old Immortal of the Stars", "Vast Magical Power", "Boundless Mana", "Megatron" and so on were thrown to the ground.

Feng Xiaoxiao felt pain and regret in his heart, how could he give up, he was about to chase him to death, he raised his eyes and saw it, and he was overjoyed.

Mu Wanqing was holding the Shura Knife, panting in shock.

She reacted very quickly, and as soon as her body caught fire, she drew her knife neatly and neatly

And Su Xinghe also pounced on her, protecting her with his palm.

Ding Chunqiu saw that there was no hope of capturing people, so he fled in a hurry.

Feng Xiao swept over like a breeze and said with a smile: "But I'm worried about death, it's good that you're okay." โ€

Mu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the fragrant sweat on her forehead, but her beautiful eyes were full of pride, and said with a smile: "I saved you this time!" โ€

"Yes, yes!" , Feng Xiaoxiao nodded again and again, and suddenly there were a few muffled sounds in his ears, frowning.

Over there, Xiao Feng was fighting Gu Mozhi and Murong Fu alone.

At the beginning of a dozen moves, he could still gain the upper hand, but after more than ten moves, he felt more and more difficult.

With only internal strength, Gu Mozhi is no less than him, the invisible sword qi is haunting, there is no trace, and it is extremely sharp, not inferior to the sharp blade of the sword.

If it is one-on-one, he can still dodge or dodge or block or break, but with Murong Fu on the side, he targets his weakness everywhere, making him uncomfortable, difficult to take care of, and gradually at a disadvantage.

He didn't know why, and he was still secretly admiring: "Nan Murong is as famous as me, and he really deserves his name." โ€

Feng Xiaoxiao knew very well that in the apricot forest that day, Murong Fu had pretended to be Li Yanzong, a Western Xia warrior, and had a fight with Xiao Feng.

At that time, Murong Fu could not reveal his identity, neither dared to exert his full strength, nor did he dare to use the family heirloom of mastery, so he was defeated and lost, and the wolf bรจi fled.

However, he is not ignorant of Xiao Feng's martial arts path, and if he fights intentionally or unintentionally, he will naturally take advantage of it.

Feng Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows, and said sideways: "Senior Brother Su, you take good care of Miss Mu." โ€

Su Xinghe nodded.

Mu Wanqing smiled: "I just don't make a move." โ€

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes froze, and when he saw that she was smiling quite strangely, even with a hint of grotesqueness, hanging on her beautiful face, it was very discordant, and she chuckled in her heart, and secretly exclaimed: "Ah, didn't she fall for Ding Laowei's 'three smiles and scatter'!" โ€

At the beginning of the poisoning, a strange smile appeared on the human face, but the poisoner himself did not know, and when he laughed for the third time, he died of anger.

It is very powerful, but there is also a disadvantage, that is, if the enemy's internal strength is good, he can easily bounce this poison back, Ding Chunqiu himself is rarely aware of it, it is because when he faces the master, he will never use it, so as not to die in vain.

It was full of twists and turns, it was very thrilling, Mu Wanqing thought that she had escaped death, but in fact, her skills were not high, and she was hit by the trick.

Feng Xiaoxiao was startled, didn't dare to think about it, grabbed her wrist, and sent out an internal force, wanting to follow the meridians to investigate carefully.

Mu Wanqing was so ashamed that her face was flushed, she shook it vigorously, and said angrily: "What are you doing, don't let go quickly!" โ€

Feng Xiaoxiao was firmly clamped, and his brows were furrowed.

As soon as he touched it, he knew that Mu Wanqing had really been poisoned, and it was extremely violent, and the internal force he sent out was like a torch in the belly of an iceberg, flickering bright and dark, extinguished in the blink of an eye, and even traced back to the source, attacking him in the opposite direction.

What surprised him even more was that this poison was actually integrated with the internal force, regardless of each other, and this counterattack was like Mu Wanqing's attack.

Mu Wanqing snorted, if he fought with Feng Xiaoxiao with internal force, he would naturally hit the stone with an egg and punch the iron plate with flesh, but he couldn't please it at all, and his internal organs were slightly injured.

Feng Xiaoxiao pondered: "If I use the 'Northern Spiritual Skill' to suck out her already poisonous internal force, I am afraid that at the moment when the dantian is empty, she will no longer have the resistance, and the poisonous gas will immediately invade her heart." If her internal force is forcibly abolished, and the earthquake is also shocked to death, how can she be saved? (To be continued......)

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