Mu Wushuang's heart tightened, and he heard Yu Xueqi gritting his teeth and saying, "Mu Wushuang! Lord Li Nan has an order, be sure to take off your head on your neck! If you can't kill you... I won't have to go back..." Mu Wushuang gritted his teeth and stared at Yu Xueqi. Yu Xueqi was holding his anger. Seeing Mu Wushuang's expression, he immediately stretched out his right foot and stepped on Mu Wushuang's belly.

After all, Yu Xueqi is in an immortal body, and Mu Wushuang has experienced the strength of the great Mu Wushuang. However, he was suppressed by Bingchen Sword and could not help but resist. When he was stepped on by Yu Xueqi, Mu Wushuang suddenly felt that his dantian was smashed by Mount Tai, and it became extremely difficult to even inhale. Mu Wushuang shook his head and used all his strength to squeeze out a sentence: "Yu Xueqi, you bitch... you rat... you shouldn't have let you two go..."

Yu Xueqijun just stared at Mu Wushuang with expressionless expression at first. After hearing Mu Wushuang say this, the force of his right foot almost broke Mu Wushuang's belly. Yu Xueqi roared with a gloomy face: "Mu Wushuang! You really respect yourself! My dearest god, can you mortals pity me?! Let me tell you the truth, it is not you mortals who let me go, but the monster Guxin!"

As he said that, Yu Xueqi pushed the Bingchen sword down hatefully, and Ju Luojian immediately pressed a groove on Mu Wushuang's chest. Mu Wushuang held his breath and stared at Yu Xueqi with a flushed face. Yu Xueqi's eyes twitched and then shouted: "If you hadn't caused trouble for me, I would have been a god now! You bastards are all dead..." When Mu Wushuang was squeezed and his internal organs were about to split, a steady stream of power suddenly surged out of his right arm.

The blue veins on Mu Wushuang's body slowly "bulged" like a ball. Yu Xueqi immediately frowned when she saw this: She naturally knew that when she was in the Mountain God Cave, Mu Wushuang's demonic power was also like this before it was restored. Because she had suffered a great loss before, Yu Xueqi did not dare to be too arrogant, so she could only lift the Bingchen Sword and stabbed Mu Wushuang's sternum steadily and accurately.

Mu Wushuang waved his right arm downwards uncontrollably to block the Bingchen Sword. The Bingchen Sword was just poked on the ghost handprint - even though the Bingchen Sword was extremely sharp as mud, it could not penetrate Mu Wushuang's skin and flesh. At the same time, Mu Wushuang's mind was in chaos, and there was only a manic but extremely clear voice roaring in his mind: "Strength, give me strength! I can only get enough power to fight him. Even if I exile me forever, I will do whatever I can!"

A ripples appeared in Mu Wushuang's memory, and a blurry back seemed to be slowly turning around, and the hoarse roar directly detonated the powerful force sealed by the ghost hand seal. Mu Wushuang's eyes were flashing, and his inhumane pupils stared at Yu Xueqi and his hair began to stand upside down. Just two days later, she naturally remembered Mu Wushuang's terrifying appearance when he was crazy in the Mountain God Cave.

Thinking of this, Yu Xueqi subconsciously glanced at Mu Wushuang's ghost handprints: The ghost handprints were like Mu Wushuang's eyes, like red light coming out of red light, as if the ghost handprints were not flesh, but melted magma iron juice. Yu Xueqi really couldn't figure out how the muscles of living people grew with this kind of thing. Yu Xueqi was palpitations, and could only sweep the sword across Mu Wushuang's neck.

But before Yu Xueqi could put down her right arm and waved her sword, the Bingchen sword was held tightly in her right hand by Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang's right hand was affected by the ghost handprint and seemed to have become invulnerable to swords and guns. Mu Wushuang stood up with a grim smile and gently lifted the Bingchen sword upwards. Yu Xueqi could only tiptoe to hold the Bingchen sword. Mu Wushuang stared at Yu Xueqi from a high place, like a beast staring at his prey.

Yu Xueqi was chilling all over her body and silently said, "My body protection divine light... was completely suppressed by his demonic power! What should I do? What should I do? Are you really going to die here..." Mu Wushuang showed a wicked smile, licked the corners of her mouth and narrowed her eyes: "Yu Xueqi, have you ever thought about it? Luo Qilan has seen so many secrets, so how could she let you go back to heaven alive? She wished you were strangled to death by me - how annoyed you?"

Although Yu Xueqi shook like a sieve, she still pretended to be calm and said: "Your demonic power can only last less than two incense sticks! Once time passes, I can..." Mu Wushuang's mouth widened a little and nodded: "Two incense sticks are time... Well, you can do a lot of things, such as twisting off your arms and thighs..." Yu Xueqi was so scared that she was bleak: "You...what do you think?! Don't do it randomly..."

Mu Wushuang snorted secretly, still terrified her with a wicked smile on her face and said, "What do you think? I care whether you are a god or not. Such a great beauty fell into my hands..." Yu Xueqi widened her eyes and looked at Mu Wushuang with a little trembling and closed her eyes: "As long as you break my hands and feet, I will listen to you..." Before Yu Xueqi finished speaking, Mu Wushuang suddenly used the hilt of the sword of Juluo Jian to hit the back of her head heavily on the back of her head. Yu Xueqi rolled her eyes, lowered her head and collapsed in Mu Wushuang's arms.

Mu Wushuang took Yu Xueqi and returned to his normal expression and said slowly, "Go, who do you think of me? Don't think that I am like a mouse. Seeing that you are beautiful, I can't bear to hit you." After that, Mu Wushuang looked around the Khwarezm soldiers - these soldiers were watching the fun with great enthusiasm - and then silently said, "Gu Xin didn't kill her to leave a way out for us, otherwise we would die in the heavenly formation... If I take her life, I will not talk about it, and I will make Miss Gu Xin difficult..."

Thinking of Mu Wushuang's eyes rolling, he shouted to the Khwarezm soldier: "I'll give you a gift - I'll take you away, take this beauty away, do whatever you want, hehe." As soon as Mu Wushuang finished speaking, a sharp pain suddenly came from his right arm, as if the ghost handprint had come alive, like a beast clamped his arm hard. Mu Wushuang thought in panic: "It's broken, the demonic power is almost sealed again! It's faster than the last time! When will I wait until I don't leave now? I'll turn into an arrow hedgehog when I'm stuck here!"

After making up his mind, Mu Wushuang threw Yu Xueqi onto the Khwarezm soldier and leaped into the air with his right foot. The Khwarezm archers came to their senses until Mu Wushuang flew over a hundred steps before they came to their senses. They pulled their bows and shot Mu Wushuang, but Mu Wushuang had already escaped far away, and no matter how fast the bows and arrows were, they could not shoot him. Mu Wushuang's right arm was getting more and more painful, and his body became extremely heavy, so when he landed on the city tower, he fell directly to the ground, rolled a few times before stopping, and lay motionless on the bluestone bricks.
Chapter completed!