Chapter 184 Mr. Mu is a waste

Feng Qing tapped his fingers in the air, and Feng Qingqing felt that the spiritual power in her body began to quickly lose.

Feeling Feng Qingqing's strength, Feng Qingqing became even more frightened.

"You can't, how can you?"

The eight-year-old girl was so strong back then.

Just six years!

In just six years, why can she feel the powerful spiritual power of her master in this girl who looks only fifteen or sixteen years old? Could it be that the eight-year-old girl was a monster back then?

"Fengqing, you can't kill me, you can't. I'm Fengshan's cousin. If you call Uncle Fengshan, then I'm your elder, you can't kill me. Fengshan has kindness to you, you can't forget this kindness, you can't kill me, who is your benefactor's sister!"

Such shameless remarks instantly made Feng Qing feel disgust that she wanted to vent on the spot.

Immediately, Feng Qing's starry eyes condensed.

The Teng Man, who was wrapped around Feng Qingqing, tightened her tightly, and then all Feng Qingqing's desolate and desperate screams could be heard in the room. The sound of bones being squeezed and broken, made the entire space extremely low.

Blood seeped out along the gap between the vine man.

"Why didn't you think he was your cousin back then!"

Feng Qing's eyes were red and controlling Tengman.

The tighter it becomes.

She didn't want to be so shameless. After killing Uncle Feng Shan, she also wanted to enjoy the superior Feng Qingqing brought by Feng Shan and live for a moment in this world!

She wants Feng Qingqing to die in the most tragic way!

"Uncle Fengshan is gone, no one of you initiators can escape!"

"ah!"

Teng Man contracted again, and Feng Qingqing's body, bones, skin and flesh were shattered. Feng Qingqing finally couldn't stand it after screaming and fainted.

Finally, among the creeping vines.

Feng Qingqing's entire body, except for the head exposed to Teng Man, was completely crushed.

Feng Qing stood up, covered the shiny shingle again on her face and turned around and left.

".It was you who killed my cousin."

Feng Qingqing tried her best before she died, and finally said something.

Feng Qing paused.

Then he left the room without looking back.

Feng Qing looked at Qin Mufeng, who was very happy and tall under the moonlight, took a deep breath and walked over.

"Okay, let's go to the next place."

Qin Mufeng didn't say anything, just after Feng Qing took a step first, he turned around and looked at the door.

Inside the door, Feng Qingqing's body suddenly burned without fire. The fire was black, like the faint fire of purgatory, with the terrifying power that burned the soul.

In the world, Feng Qingqing will never be like this, whether it is body or soul.

Qin Mufeng turned his head and disappeared from the spot.

At this time, Ling Wumei and Shen Mingfeng on the other side had almost destroyed half of the Broken Heart Valley.

Shen Mingfeng was fed Zhining San by Feng Qingqing, but he discovered it in time and vomited most of the Zhining San as soon as possible. Although the remaining Zhining San's medicinal effect was domineering, it did not make him completely lose his resistance.

Shen Mingfeng was a level seven spiritual immortal, and he had fought Ling Wumei, a level three spiritual immortal for a long time with only three levels of strength.

However, Shen Mingfeng just fought hard and could not beat Ling Wumei.

After hundreds of rounds of battle, Ling Wumei finally took the lead and stabbed Shen Mingfeng's Dantian Snow Mountain with one sword.

Shen Mingfeng's confidant and other disciples who came to hear the sound immediately rushed up and fought with the disciples on Ling Wumei's side.

"How is it? Shen Mingfeng, it feels bad to lose to me?"

Ling Wumei enjoyed the most in her life that she beat the dog in the water. She stood in front of Shen Mingfeng, who had no power to fight again, and was very proud and contented.

"The villain succeeds! If it weren't for me, Shen Mingfeng, you Ling Wumei would have today! As I thought, you were just an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!" Shen Mingfeng fell to the ground with his wounds covering his wounds, and spat at the ground with hatred.

"You really helped me break through the Spirit Immortal back then, but after so many years, I should have paid off my cattle and horses for you and the Broken Heart Valley! In the past few years, you saw that I broke my arm and treated me as a human being, avoiding me in everything. Do you think I don't know what you are thinking? You also contacted the Taoist Immortal behind my back. Do you think I don't know that you want to recruit the Taoist Immortal to replace me? Shen Mingfeng, don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are not kind!"

After hearing Ling Wumei's words, Shen Mingfeng laughed instead of anger.

He contacted the Immortal of Taoism because of the incident in Haicheng. Unexpectedly, Ling Wumei would be heartbroken and betray him because of this. It was really ridiculous!

"It's ridiculous, ridiculous. Ling Wumei, you have such a villain. Even if you really get the Valley of Broken Hearts, it will only lead my Valley of Broken Hearts into a dead end. Ah hahahaha. I shouldn't have saved you back then, and I shouldn't have helped you! What a treacherous villain with different opinions. It's me, Shen Mingfeng, is my blind eye, and I'm blind!"

Shen Mingfeng was sad and just wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible.

"Kill me! Ling Wumei! Kill me quickly!"

Seeing this, Ling Wumei's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he reached out and stabbed Shen Mingfeng with a sword.

Unexpectedly, the sudden change of change, with a "clang", a fiery red spiritual power shook Ling Wumei's spiritual sword.

Ling Wumei was unprepared and was shocked by the fire-type spiritual power. He took two steps back to stabilize his body.

"who!"

Ling Wumei turned around and shouted coldly.

In the air, two figures, one yellow and one white, appeared out of thin air and slowly landed on the ground.

That posture is like a fairy descending, with an outstanding temperament.

Seeing the yellow figure holding the Fengling Sword, the man in white with a very ordinary appearance and a silver mask with a dragon pattern, Ling Wumei frowned.

"It's you again!"

Unexpectedly, these two people chased after the Valley of Broken Hearts. Ling Wumei only secretly complained that something was wrong in her heart, worried that something would change tonight, so she immediately restrained the expression on her face, withdrew the spirit sword with one hand, and said to the two.

"Who are you? Why do you always hold me to you!"

"I said, the one who killed you!"

Feng Qing held the Fengfeng Sword in his hand, and his spiritual power was great. The five elements illusion wings appeared behind him. In an instant, the strength of the first-level spiritual immortal was fully exposed!

This scene fell into the eyes of the onlookers.

"My God! It's a spiritual immortal!" Mu Yunwen, who was sitting on the wall, exclaimed, almost falling off the wall!

"Mr. Xiaomu, what's wrong?"

After dealing with his own affairs, Cangzuo, who returned to the wall, saw Mu Yunwen like this. He quickly grabbed Mu Yunwen and helped him firmly, then reached out and touched the sweat on his face, looking very difficult.

"Look, look, look at Miss Aqing, she. She is a spiritual immortal!"

Cang turned left and looked at the back of the illusion, and fought with Ling Wumei. Feng Qing, who was sharp, also had surprise flashes in his eyes, but it was not as exaggerated as Mu Yunwen showed, and soon returned to his normal expression.

"It's true that it's a spiritual immortal."

Such spiritual power fluctuations are indeed the realm of a spiritual immortal.

"Oh my god, how old is this Miss Aqing, and she can refine the fourth-level upper-level spiritual pill, and she is also at the level of a spiritual master. Is she still a human being?"

"It can also cure my illness." This is very important.

Cang Zuo feels.

"It's fifteen, I heard it right at noon. Miss Aqing said she was fifteen years old, right?"

"yes."

"Oh my God, I actually said she was ordinary and ordinary, and she was ordinary. What am I, is it a waste?"

Upon hearing this, Cang Zuo turned his head to look at Mu Yunwen who was staring at the yellow figure in the audience, and nodded slightly.

Well, Mr. Xiaomu, you are a little useless.
Chapter completed!