Mao Gongfeng did not answer Mu Wushuang, but repeatedly threw the copper coins in his hand and said, "Money is for spending! Want to sneak attack Mr. Bao? I will agree to it if you, Mr. Mao?" As Mao Gongfeng threw the copper coins in his hand out and shouted loudly, "A thousand golds are thrown out!" The flying copper coins turned into countless golden lights, instantly dispersing the immortal clouds sent by the Heavenly Court.

Mu Wushuang and others vaguely saw countless soldiers falling from the fairy clouds to the ground, like snowflakes. Mao Gongfeng immediately took out a stack of copper coins, but before he could throw them out, Lin Miao stopped him sternly: "Don't chase the enemy! Master Mao, it's enough!" Mao Gongfeng looked at Lin Miao with surprise and asked, "Why should I stop me from the prison?!"

Lin Miao glanced at Mao Gongfeng, then put his right hand behind his back and clenched his fists and explained slowly: "First, because I don't like to kill people casually. Second, I'm worried that you will do this..." Mao Gongfeng clenched the copper coins and interrupted Lin Miao with fierce eyes and said: "Marquis Xiao Wei, I'm afraid you have never heard of the hatred between me and the Heavenly Court..."

"No, so Mao Zedong gave in at the same time." Lin Miao also interrupted Mao Gongfeng's words expressionlessly. Mao Gongfeng was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed the copper coins in his hand. Seeing that the two of them were a little reluctant to give in, Guo Feng hurriedly stopped Mao Gongfeng and persuaded: "Old Mao, just listen to the Marquis of Wei Yu! After all, he is the best official here..."

Mao Tongfeng stared at Lin Miao with anger and wide eyes: "I finally got this opportunity, but you actually asked me to listen to this little boy?! Lord Guo, get out of here!" As Mao Tongfeng said that, he shook Guo Feng and then raised his left arm and shouted: "Come on! All the money is thrown!" This time, the copper coins turned into countless red lights, directly cutting the heavenly soldiers who had no resistance on the way into two.

Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao looked at the countless corpses falling from the sky, blocked Mao Tongfeng and shouted sternly: "What do you want to do?" Mao Tongfeng snorted, pointed to the sky with a red face and said: "My son, daughter-in-law, eldest granddaughter... were all broken into pieces by the dog gods in the heaven... Can't I fight back?! Tell you two marquises, I saved so much money just to kill the gods!"

Lin Miao gritted his teeth and sneered and shook his head: "It seems that it is impossible not to establish your authority with you..." As he said that, Lin Miao flashed to the front of Mao Gongfeng, raised his right hand and pressed it on the shoulder of Mao Gongfeng. Before the Mao Gongfeng could react, Lin Miao had already pressed his right shoulder and knelt on the ground. Mao Gongfeng looked at Lin Miao in surprise.

A few wrinkles were rolled up on both sides of Lin Miao's nose, like an angry beast: "Do you think Your Majesty the Thunder King is a fool? A flower actress who can only perform as a marquis?! If you dare to move, I will twist your head off. Do you understand?" Mao Tonghui smiled proudly and snorted coldly: "Twist my head off? OK, if you can't twist it off, I will continue to kill the gods!"

Before Mao Gongfeng finished speaking, he felt that Lin Miao had just twisted his neck to the limit. Guo Feng and Mu Wushuang both widened their eyes and looked at Lin Miao, who was at a loss when they were murderous. Lin Miao twisted Mao Gongfeng's head slightly back, and a sneer appeared impatiently: "You should be happy, I'm a little tired now, so it's a little bit worse. If I fail to use too much force in a while... Humph."

Mao Gongfeng's neck made a slight sound, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Marquis Weiyu, if you have the guts, you will kill me! Although I am greedy for money, I am absolutely not afraid of death! Otherwise, I would not let my blessings go here to fight!" Lin Miao smiled and twisted his neck back to Mao Gongfeng's neck and shook his right hand: "You are just a bad old man who can do business. Can you fight?! Luo Binghou and I are here. How to fight this battle? You don't have to say anything, do you understand?"

Mao Tongfeng was still staring at Lin Miao angrily. Lin Miao put his right hand in front of his face and turned his wrist: "I guess you have heard of it. I usually don't kill people for the first time - but there is absolutely no second time. If you dare to talk back to me again, I will punish you for the crime of disobeying the life. Marquis Yuan will definitely not refuse." Mao Tongfeng looked at Lin Miao with murderous intent on his face. He knew that he really dared to do this. After weighing the pros and cons, he nodded with a complicated expression.

Lin Miao let go of Mao Gongfeng and turned around. Mao Gongfeng sighed, stood behind Lin Miao and lowered his head and never dared to speak again. Guo Feng leaned over and said in admiration: "Your Highness Weizhuo Hou, the villain is willing to obey the order!" Lin Miao glanced at Guo Feng and nodded: "This is the best. When the third prince sacrifices his magic weapon, Old Master Bao will definitely not be able to withstand..."

Guo Feng turned around and was about to fly to help, but Mu Wushuang pulled Guo Feng back. Mu Wushuang pulled Guo Feng next to him slowly shook his head: "Originally, Mr. Bao and the third prince were evenly matched, but when Mao Zedong took action just now, the third prince must be anxious - he will immediately sacrifice the Qiankun Circle or Huntian Ling! Lord Guo, are you sure of the magic weapon to deal with Nezha?"

Guo Feng bowed with embarrassment and said, "Your Highness Luo Binghou, it's not to be hiding from it. Even if Marshal Li doesn't move Qiankun Circle and Huntian Ling, the golden spear in his hand is definitely not a match!" Mu Wushuang took the opportunity to pull Guo Feng behind him and smiled: "So don't go to the death. If Mr. Bao can't hold it anymore, of course I will do it!"

Lin Miao turned his head and urged, "Mu Tou, go quickly!" Mu Wushuang nodded and immediately used the eight-step light skills to chase Bao Sheng. However, after Mu Wushuang jumped twice, he suddenly felt that he did not need to regulate his inner breath to control the wind. Mu Wushuang silently felt the breath around his body, and then said silently with joy: "It turns out that you can fly the clouds with demonic power! Chen Yehui is really a good thing!"

But before Mu Wushuang finished being happy, she suddenly shook her body and was instantly thrown away by the extremely powerful wind. Mu Wushuang looked closely and saw the howling wind rolling around like a tsunami with colorful rays. Not only the sky, but even the surrounding mountains began to move left and right, but Ningbiancheng remained unmoved.

Mu Wushuang hurriedly observed carefully, and glanced at Nezha's dancing Huntian Ling with his light. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and chanted silently: "Can the third prince's Huntian Ling actually move mountains and seas?! The legend is indeed true! I had known that he was very powerful, but I didn't expect that he was so powerful! One person can beat a city, Marshal Li can really do it!!"

However, Nezha did not want to hurt Tianhe, nor did he intend to take Bao Sheng's life, so he just danced a few times to push Bao Sheng away, and stopped and stood in the air. Although Nezha just waved a few times, Huntian Ling was an innate magic weapon after all. Bao Sheng and Mu Wushuang were already dizzy by the raging wind, and they were all lying in the air in a mess...
Chapter completed!