"Who are you?" Mu Qingqian asked in a deep voice.

Mo Qing had a strong disdain at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, "You are not qualified to know."

What an arrogant tone!

The Qinghong Sword that Mu Qingqian had just retracted was sacrificed in a blink of an eye.

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at the sword in her hand, with a stronger sarcasm in her eyes, "I'm not as strong as me, I think I can beat me by taking a broken sword?"

Mu Qingqian has seen someone who is disgusting like Yue Rushuang, but now, there is something more disgusting than Yue Rushuang inexplicably.

Arrogant and arrogant, arrogant.

Mu Qingqian's arm was shocked, and the green rainbow sword was bright and bright.

Mo Qing disagreed and raised his sword and slashed it up.

Bang

Two swords collided!

Countless sparks and starlight were drawn.

"Click!"

The abnormal movement sounded instantly.

Mu Qingqian and Mo Qing looked down at the swords in their hands.

Mu Qing paused his eyes.

Mo Qing's face changed drastically.

The power in Mu Qingqian's body was continuously input into the Qinghong Sword.

When the Qinghong Sword met the Bingling Sword, it looked like a playful child. When he met a cute toy, Mu Qingqian felt the excited and excited look.

Qinghong's sword slash caused Mo Qing to open his eyes. The sword in her hand could no longer withstand the power of the Qinghong sword.

Hmm.

Mo Qing let out a light voice and retreated.

The two separated.

Mo Qing's entire arm was shocked and numb.

And Mu Qingqian was as light as if he was dancing a sword.

The evening sunset reflects a ray of light, which falls on the Ice Spirit Sword.

Mu Qingqian looked forward, slowly narrowed his eyes, and smiles flashed through his eyes.

Mo Qing obviously saw something, she slowly raised her hand, and there was a rift on the Ice Spirit Sword!

crack,

Mo Qing couldn't believe it.

The Ice Spirit Sword is among the top ten in the ranking of magical weapons and weapons.

It is famous and its sword energy is mainly ice. If the power of the Ice Spirit Sword can be maximized, it can be swung the sword into ice.

Bing Ling Jian was with her for decades and had already mastered her.

During the matchup just now, she also evoked countless ice needles.

It completely stimulated the power of the Ice Spirit Sword.

But such a weapon has never been able to withstand Mu Qingqian's broken sword?

The little god fox glanced at Mo Qing like an old man. It jumped from Mu Qingqian into the air, and the snow-white tail floated around.

"Come!"

Mo Qing looked at it in confusion.

"Don't you want to fight?" The little godhu raised his chin, "I can handle you without my master."

"Ha! Sure enough, what kind of person is looking for what kind of beast? Are you crazy about trying to climb a dragon and attaching to a phoenix?

Don’t even know how much you weigh?”

The little god fox's blue eyes flashed coldly, and his body rushed over.

That degree is as fast as lightning.

Mo Qing subconsciously used a sword to block it, and then he remembered that the Bing Ling Sword had been damaged.

The little god fox was rushing with sharp claws, and Mo Qing slapped it out with a palm.

"ah!"

A scream!

In the chaos, Mo Qing took a few steps back, and the blood on his face fell down drippingly.

The little god fox stood in front of her arrogantly.

Mo Qing felt that her face was injured, and she immediately widened her eyes.

This little beast,

She actually scratched her face with one claw.

Disfigurement!

The two words buzzed and hit her mind, and Mo Qing seemed to be greatly stimulated.

"Mu Qingqian, I will not let you go! Absolutely!"

She fled in panic.
Chapter completed!