Without any hesitation, the sword blade in Wan Dong's hand swept away, and four or five bloody severed arms fell to the ground with a brush, and four or five blood springs spurted out, leaving a large pool of dazzling blood on the ground in the blink of an eye.

A few minions howled miserably, holding their broken arms, rolling on the ground in pain, and that tragic appearance made many of the martial arts students around them tremble, and the hairs on their bodies stood upside down.

Wan Dong snorted coldly, Jian Feng pointed at a few minions, and shouted in a deep voice, "Listen to me, go back and tell your master, this matter is not over, I will personally come to the door and ask your master for an explanation!" ”

A few minions couldn't even speak, only nodded their heads again and again.

Wan Dong ignored them anymore, turned his head to look at Leng Yuecui and Jin Mu, and his brows furrowed again.

I don't know if Leng Yuecui lost to Jin Mu too many times before, so that she subconsciously had some kind of jealousy towards Jin Mu, in short, when Leng Yuecui fought with Jin Mu, she always looked trembling and timid, and she didn't give full play to her ten skills at all, so that she was pressed by Jin Mu from the beginning, and the situation became more and more passive every moment.

"Hey...... Leng Yuecui, a woman's family, always have to be gentle, so rude, what kind of system? Jin Mu faced Leng Yuecui, but he was at ease, and while easily pushing Leng Yuecui's jade palm away, he could also smoke a few words of air conditioning, which was so comfortable.

"Xu Yaoting is a flower shelf, a silver-like pewter gun head, which is useless, where is it like our grandfathers, a real man! How about it, do you want to try it with me, keep it for you***! Haha......"

Leng Yuecui was already at a disadvantage, and when she was ridiculed by Jin Mu like this, she was angry in her heart, and the rules were a little messy. Jin Mu's house, with flowers on his lips, but there was no slightest hint of pity and pity on his hands, as soon as he saw Leng Yuecui revealing a flaw, his expression changed suddenly, like a tiger out of the cage, his fists danced like electricity, and he rolled up the shadow of his fist, and blasted towards Leng Yuecui like a copper wall.

Where can Leng Yuecui resist? With a coquettish cry in his mouth, his feet seemed to hit a pulley, and he fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Hey...... Leng Yuecui, lie down obediently for Young Master Ben! One move took the lead, Jin Mu refused to give Leng Yuecui a chance to breathe, one move hated another, step by step, and he didn't put Leng Yuecui into a desperate situation, and he vowed not to give up.

Seeing that Leng Yuecui couldn't resist it, and was about to collapse, a strong wind in the oblique stab suddenly swept over. This strong wind was both strong and strong, and it came very suddenly and quickly, which made Jin Mu feel a pang in his heart, and subconsciously let go of Leng Yuecui, and his body took a few steps back.

Finally got rid of Jin Mu's tight steps, Leng Yuecui still had a palpitating expression, turned her head to look at Wan Dong, and was about to open her mouth to say thank you, but she didn't expect Wan Dong to have a fierce look, and before she could speak, she first scolded angrily, "What are you doing, sleepwalking?" ”

"I ......" Leng Yuecui suffered a great grievance from Jin Mu, and was about to get comfort from Wan Dong, but she didn't expect Wan Dong to have such a reprimanding look, and the grievances in her heart were even more overflowing, and tears even flashed in her eyes.

"Do you still have the face to cry? The face of the Qingyun Empire is about to be lost by you! Wan Dong was actually hard-hearted, completely indifferent to Leng Yuecui's tears, and the words he said were even more severe, straight like a hammer, hitting Leng Yuecui's heart.

The tears that Leng Yuecui was desperately suppressing finally collapsed completely at this time, rolling down like an out-of-control torrent.

Wan Dong was so stern that Jin Mu couldn't stand it anymore, and then glanced at the minions who had been cut off by Wan Dong's right arm, his face changed even more, he looked Wan Dong up and down a few times, and said in a deep voice, "Xu Yaoting, I didn't expect you to be ruthless enough." ”

"Ruthless? Hum...... The ruthlessness is still to come! Wan Dong sneered, his face as cold as frost.

Jin Mu's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and he said in a dark voice, "Playing ruthlessly in front of me, you are looking for the wrong person." If you have the ability, you have personally played a few tricks with me, let me see how capable you are, and whether you are qualified to shout at others here. ”

Wan Dong glanced at him and said indifferently, "Don't worry, there will be a chance." ”

After that, he handed the long sword in his hand to Leng Yuecui, and said in a deep voice, "I want to cry, and I will cry when I clean up this dog of the Iron War Dynasty!" ”

Leng Yuecui was aggrieved in her heart, she didn't want to deal with Wan Dong, but she could see the long sword handed over by Wan Dong, but her heart was shocked, and in an instant, all Leng Yuecui's grievances disappeared. I no longer feel annoyed by Wan Dong's harsh words, I just feel that I deserve it.

Before this morning, she was indeed not Jin Mu's opponent, and she was pressed and beaten by Jin Mu, which was a matter of course. But this morning, Wan Dong passed on the real brawl sword technique to her, and the strength of her and Jin Mu had already changed one hundred and eighty degrees. Shouldn't you be scolded for having a stunt and being pressed and beaten by others?

Taking over the long sword in Wan Dong's hand, Leng Yuecui's expression changed dramatically in an instant, and a scorching fighting spirit and fierce momentum like magma soared into the sky, as if he was a different person.

"Hey...... Leng Meiren, why are you still using your sword? This sword has no eyes, if I accidentally hurt you, then I won't be distressed to death? ”

Jin Mu's hippie smiling face, if it was before, Leng Yuecui couldn't jump angrily, but looking at Jin Mu at this time, Leng Yuecui was like looking at a grandiose clown, with no anger in her heart, only ridicule and contempt.

"Jin Mu, I'll see how long you can jump!" A coquettish reprimand broke out from his mouth, Leng Yuecui's toes were slightly slightly, and the long sword in his hand immediately turned into a bright and cold electric light, stabbing straight at Jin Mu's heart.

Leng Yuecui's sword was extremely fierce and fast, which had already surprised Jin Mu secretly, but what surprised him even more was the power that burst out from Leng Yuecui's body with this sword momentum as if it could destroy the world.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Jin Mu couldn't help but let out a strange scream, his heart was weak, and he didn't dare to take it hard, so he hurriedly threw himself back and retreated.

"Is that scary? So you're nothing great! With one move, Jin Mubi retreated, and when he saw the unconcealed horror on his face, Leng Yuecui's heart was relieved. The figure also became more flexible, and as for the long sword in her hand, it seemed to come to life, like a spiritual snake, with both change and momentum, constantly splashing out of the Dao light, jumping Jin Mubi's chickens and dogs.

Where is the initial relaxation on Jin Mu's face? His face was as solemn as the bottom of a black pot, and his spirit was beaten, jumping up and down, not daring to slack off! After a few tricks, I saw drops of cold sweat on my forehead.

"What an evil swordsmanship!" Jin Mu retreated more than ten steps in a row, and there were bursts of exclamation in his mouth, and fear welled up in his eyes......