Situ Xiong drilled out of the big hole that the golden net had broken, he exploded the natal golden corpse puppet, and his cultivation was damaged.

However, a thin sound of breaking wind came, and when I heard it in Situ Xiong's ears, it was like a thunderbolt!

Turning his head, he saw a black sword glowing with a dark black light shooting towards him!

Situ Xiong slapped the storage bag, and another silver corpse puppet flew out, and his ten fingers were like hooks to grab the black sword, the body of this puppet was the master of Mu Zheng of the Yunlan Sect who died in the battle, Elder Liu.

The one who controlled the black sword to sneak attack Situ Xiong was naturally Tie Bingjie, the master of the Iron Sword Gate, and this black sword was the treasure of the Iron Sword Gate - Taiyi Xuanjian, also known as Black Snow.

According to rumors, at the beginning of the refining of this sword, a small piece of Taiyi pure gold was mixed in, which can be described as cutting gold and breaking jade, and is known as the magic weapon nemesis.

No matter how strong the silver corpse puppet is, how can it be Heixue's opponent, I saw the puppet grab Heixue's sword body, but it couldn't stop it in the slightest, and the sparks where they hit each other shot out, and with a "poof" sound, Heixue had already pierced through his body and arrived in front of Situ Xiong!

At this moment, Situ Xiong had become a lost dog, and he didn't dare to take Heixue's blow again, his figure flashed, dodged the sword, and fled.

Tie Bingjie's cold words came from high in the sky, "Situ Xiong! Where to go! Black Snow - Disperse!"

With this soft shout, I saw the black snow "bang" and disintegrate, turning into countless black snow flakes, each of which was the size of a child's palm, flying all over the sky, which was very beautiful.

Situ Xiong was surrounded by this black snow, his teeth were clenched, his eyes were on fire, and after a while, he suddenly burst out with a long laugh, "That's it, that's it!

After saying this, the momentum on his body disappeared completely, and even the aura of the body protector was withdrawn into his body......

Tie Bingjie had already come to Situ Xiong, looking at Situ Xiong's gaze like a sharp sword, and said coldly: "Situ Xiong, presumably you will not open your mouth to beg for mercy, just give you a good time!"

After that, as soon as the magic trick moved, the countless snow flakes gathered towards Situ Xiong......

......

At the same time that Mu Zheng was hit by the Concentrating Thorn, Shi Yan, who was fighting with Yan Wei and Murong Xue, also suddenly froze, and his expression instantly became sluggish, just like a puppet breaking the string, standing motionless in the void, and the fire light on the long sword in his hand gradually converged......

Yan Wei and Murong Xue glanced at each other, Yan Wei leaned forward and shouted, "Brother Shi Yan! Big brother, I'm Yan Wei, do you still recognize me?"

Shi Yan's eyes seemed to roll slightly, but his expression was still blank.

Murong Xue also came over and said, "Senior Brother Yan Wei, Senior Brother Shi Yan has been refined into a puppet, and his sanity has collapsed, even if he gets rid of the control, I'm afraid it will be ......."

Yan Wei snorted angrily, still carrying his double axe, and cautiously leaned towards Shi Yan......

......

The speed of the little golden eagle Yun'er shot extremely fast, and before Mu Zheng's body fell to the ground, a pair of powerful claws had already grabbed the top of his head.

Yun'er knew in her heart that Mu Zheng's life would be handed over to her master Mu Qing in the end, but she really hated the person in front of her......

Mu Qing struck a successful blow, first his body flashed, and he urged the Silan Sword to shoot out thirty-five five-colored rays of light, wrapping the bodies of the thirty-five seniors of the Mu family and slowly landing on the ground.

He looked up at the sky, and saw that Tie Bingjie had killed Situ Xiong, Yan Wei and Murong Xue had already arrived at Shi Yan's side, and saw Qi Haoxuan and Chu Jiangxiao coming side by side in the distance, and his heart was already determined, so he turned his head to look at Mu Zheng, who had fallen into the grass dozens of feet away. I saw Mu Zheng lying on the ground, silent, and I didn't know if he was still alive.

Miao Miao had also collected the exercises, her figure lowered, and she landed beside Mu Zheng, glanced at Mu Zheng, turned her head to look at Mu Qing, and said, "Not dead yet!"

Mu Qing strode over, Chong Miao Miao nodded, said thank you, and swept his divine sense towards Mu Zheng, only to see that although Mu Zheng was still alive, his breath was already very weak, and there was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, as if he had fainted.

Miao Miao stretched out a hand and pressed it on the back of Mu Zheng's head, quickly smiled contemptuously, retracted her hand, and said to Mu Qing: "It seems that once the Gang Puppet Array Technique is broken, the power of the backlash is very domineering. ”

Mu Qing also reached out and wiped it on the back of Mu Zheng's head, and his divine consciousness entered the sea of Mu Zheng's divine consciousness without hindrance, but he saw that the sea of divine consciousness was empty, and the original image of the divine soul had dissipated without a trace, which was obviously the appearance of the disintegration of his divine sense, and in Mu Zheng's body, several major meridians were broken, and even the spiritual root disappeared, as if his cultivation had been completely gone, and he had become a wasted person.

Suddenly, Mu Zheng's body shook, and he stood up with a bone, his two eyes were still dripping with black pus and blood, but he let out a loud roar, pinched a magic trick in his hand, seemed to be urging spiritual power, and shouted wildly: "Kill him, kill him, kill Mu Qing!"

Mu Zheng shouted wildly, the magic tricks in his hands changed one after another, and sometimes accompanied by a few wild laughs, shouting: "I won! I won! Mu Qing, I am the heir of the Mu family, I won!"

He suffered a backlash, his spiritual roots were destroyed, and his meridians were damaged, and this wild laugh suddenly affected the injury, and a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out again.

Mu Zheng was like a mad demon, not only did he not feel the pain caused by the injury, but he laughed even more wildly, roaring like a beast: "It's mine! It's all mine! Yunlan Seven Treasures, Tiangang Thirty-six Puppet Array, Natal Golden Corpse, Soul Sword Technique, Heaven and Earth Spirit Objects...... It's all mine! It's all mine! It's all what I owe me! Give it back to me! I'm the first person to cultivate immortals! You'll be trampled under my feet sooner or later, I'll let you live, and I'll let you die......"

While shouting, he waved his arms aimlessly, staggering and walking, the damaged meridians made him look even more faltering, and he walked past Mu Qing with a deep foot and a shallow foot, and suddenly fell to the ground again, but quickly got up, and continued to laugh wildly, with a smug look on his face.

Mu Qing originally planned to kill Mu Zheng today anyway to get rid of future troubles even if he violated the last wish of the fourth grandfather, but seeing Mu Zheng become like this, he couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart, and slowly put down the hand knife he raised......

When Mu Zheng walked out a few feet away, wrapped in spiritual power, he rolled back the storage bag around his waist, but Mu Zheng didn't notice it at all.

Miao Miao seemed to have guessed Mu Qing's thoughts, let out a chuckle, and said, "Just let him go?"

An imperceptible complication appeared on Mu Qing's face, and he pondered for a moment before saying, "Still...... Let him go......"

Hearing this, Miao Miao's eyes rolled slightly, and she said, "Mu Qing, you are ruthless enough, let him live like this, it is better to kill him!"

......

Qi Haoxuan and Chu Jiangxiao had already torn off the soul lock talisman that sealed Tian Qing'er, and the three of them also fell.

In the distance, Tie Bingjie flew in, still carrying Situ Xiong's storage bag in his hand......

Yan Wei and Murong Xue flew over with Shi Yan, who had been refined into a "puppet", Yan Wei's eyes were red, and he said with a crying voice: "Brother Mu, look, look at Brother Shi Yan, what's wrong with him!"

suddenly turned his head to look at Mu Zheng, who was staggering, and let out an angry roar - "Grandpa, I split you!", jumped up, and the big axe in his hand slashed straight down!

Mu Qing shouted, "Senior Brother Yan Wei, forget it!"

Yan Wei heard this sentence, and he had already seen that Mu Zheng was already a wasted person, but the evil spirit in his heart was still difficult to pour, the giant axe in his hand was slightly off, and he only heard a "poof" sound, Mu Zheng's right arm was broken at the shoulder, and the whole person fell to the ground again.

Yan Wei stepped on Mu Zheng's face, the giant axe was across Mu Zheng's neck, and he turned his head and yelled at Mu Qing: "Brother, this kid doesn't deserve to die!"

Mu Qing let out a long sigh, a trace of loss flashed, and said abruptly: "Senior Brother Yan Wei, he really deserves to die, but his mind is shattered, his spiritual roots are shattered, his cultivation is completely lost, and he has become crippled, what is the difference between now and dead? Let him fend for himself......

Yan Wei exerted a little force under his feet, and Mu Zheng's face was half buried in the dirt, as if he had worked hard for a long time before turning this corner and scolding: "Yes, brother, you are right, just let him die like this, it's really cheap for him!"

Mu Zheng was stepped on by Yan Wei, and the pain in his shoulder didn't seem to have any effect on him, but he was still muttering: "Mine, it's all mine, I'm the first...... First person ......"

Murong Xue shook her head faintly, but she was concerned about the injury in Mu Qing's palm, and said softly: "Brother Qing, the injury on your hand is okay, right?"

Mu Qing's palms were shot through a blood hole the size of a copper coin by Mu Zheng's "Breath of the Vine Spirit", and several tendons and veins and several phalanges were broken, but at this moment, he had already taken the pill, and the blood had stopped.

Hearing Murong Xue's question, Mu Qing's face showed a hint of warmth, and she said softly: "This little injury is naturally ......"

Before Mu Qing finished saying this, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his soul, and suddenly the sky was spinning, his eyes turned black, and he almost fell to the ground, and was supported by Murong Xue.

Just now, he excessively stimulated the power of the origin to condense the condensation thorn, but he still injured the origin.

Tian Qing'er flew over, pointed at Mu Qing's eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "Let go of the vigilance of your divine sense, I will help you stabilize your soul!"

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