The world of martial arts has been destroyed by the demon woman again!

"Young master, you are here!"

Beiming Youxue's little hands were as gentle as boneless, and she said delicately: "Let Youxue check how the young master is recovering and whether he is in good health and spirit."

"..."

This witch!

Duanmu Qing couldn't help but be furious. When he looked back, he seemed to see a cold and noble queen. The words that came to his lips were at a loss for words.

Sure enough, men all like the Queen Empress cliché.

My aunt said that that person in Beijing is a coquettish bitch, very coquettish, and I don’t know how charming she is.

If you want to know whether a woman is pretty or not, the best way is to ask a woman who is familiar with her. If she is okay, don't even think about it. If she says she is pretty, you can take a bet.

But if it is a coquettish slut, then it is worth looking forward to, because she definitely feels that she is inferior to the other person.

My aunt is a coquettish slut as beautiful people call her...

Hiss!

Duan Muqing's attempt to divert attention failed. He did not expect that Beiming Youxue actually dared to take advantage of him here.

Didn’t you just fucking check it out?

"Miss Beiming Youxue is a master of the sixth level of innate heaven, can't she be a little more formal?"

Duan Muqing's martial arts skills were enough to break free from the masters of the sixth level of the innate world. The opponent held the handle back and forth, and he felt so comfortable that his hair was about to stand up.

"If you have the ability in the future, you might be able to become a queen of the world."

"Young master, you might as well compete with the master below. Who can't hold on first?"

Beiming Youxue bit Duan Muqing's ear, and then said softly: "As for how the slave family can be in good shape... If you are willing, you will be my master for the rest of your life."

Fuck!

Duanmuqing remained silent.

The surrounding Yafang killers said nothing and didn't even look.

In the night shop, except for the master's personal attendants, the other killers and assassins strictly abide by the rules, otherwise they will die.

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After what happened today, everyone is convinced by this eldest young master.

As for the dirty methods, everyone as assassins naturally don't care.

Isn't it the best life for a killer to be able to kill people and to kill people who can live on their own?

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And the matter came to an end in less than half an hour.

Duanmu Qing had to say one thing, this witch was really high in attack and defense.

How come this weird and strange thing is so powerful compared to the upright and upright way?

He actually couldn't hold on any faster than the master below.

"Hehehe! You have seen the dance of Hehuandao, you might as well take a look at Jiuyuan's sword."

Bei Ming Youxue licked her little hand, then slowly walked down with the sword in hand.

A sword pointed towards the sky, and then the wind and rain in the sky turned into a black phoenix, and the misty black snow fell.

"Sooner or later I will take you back as a dog..."

Duanmu Qing looked at this magical scene in front of him, rolled his eyes, and cursed wildly in his heart.

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Chapter 80 Master and Sister’s Joy

The golden lotus platform collapsed instantly.

The sacred Buddha light all over the sky dissipated into spots of light all over the sky, revealing an unsightly scene below.

"vomit!!!"

Countless white heat and blood spurted out from Wuwei's mouth, and the formation's backlash caused him to suffer considerable internal injuries, which were not serious injuries at first.

When the formation backfired, few of the Arhats who persisted until the end survived.

However, I don’t know why these people had a look of relief on their faces when they died.

Perhaps it was because what happened in front of him was so shocking that he wanted to dig his eyes out.

And if the people watching are like this, it is not difficult to imagine the mental state of the people on both sides who have experienced it personally.

Duanmuqing estimated that in this era, these people in the world would be more concerned about their appearance than their lives. Otherwise, Hehuan Road would be so scared by the people in the world.

So after the effect of this drug wore off, some sobering and amplifying effects were added.

As for whether there will be people who are so ashamed and angry that they will rebel like crazy because of this incident.

That is exactly the effect Duanmuqing is pursuing.

Although he didn't want any casualties, Duanmu Qing didn't want anyone to leave alive.

Bang bang bang!

Recalling what they had just done, almost everyone in the Arhat who moved his third leg was so humiliated that he slapped him on the head.

Zen Master Wuwei also wants to die.

If he hadn't died, the Saint of Jiuyuan would have asked hundreds of storytellers to tell the world what happened today.

After this incident, the reputation of the entire Daqian Zen Temple will probably be so bad that it will never be restored. By that time, the master will probably want to kill them all with his own hands.

Daqian Zen Temple has completely lost its reputation since then, and its incense may also be cut off.

But...I haven't seen my son yet, how could I be willing to die like this.

Wuwei stood up tremblingly, ignoring the dead and wounded Arhat beside him.

He knew that if he continued to care about the lives of these losers and damn bastards, he would never survive.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Opening his mouth, Wuwei burst out with a frantic roar that seemed to have murderous intent.

The Yafang killers all made gestures to catch the opponent's fatal blow.

The eldest son of his family has finally managed to come up with such a good situation. He hopes that no one among the sisters will be killed or injured. They will naturally do well.

"No, he is trying to escape! Watch carefully."

Duanmu Qing frowned, but when he saw Master Wuwei, he had a completely different view. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the other party did not want to fight desperately.

This guy probably wants to see Su Fengxian.

However, the warning was too late. Zen Master Wuwei turned around like a lion and ran in a straight line. Even high walls and stone walls could not stop him.

There was only an empty, deserted sword energy, as if the world was dead, following closely behind him, as if he had already known that Master Wuwei was going to run away.

Waves of blood filled the air.

Bei Ming Youxue was not in a hurry to fight the fearless Zen master. Instead, he controlled twelve flying swords as thick as thumbs and as long as his palm, constantly piercing the Buddhist master back and forth.

The killers of Yefang blushed and drew out their blood demon swords and rushed forward. Some of them killed the still breathing Arhat, and most of them swung their sword energy at the master to kill the opponent. Real energy.

And Duanmuqing didn't just watch.

Closing his eyes, a real dragon in Duanmu Qing's body circled the snowy mountains around his acupuncture points, and his energy pulses danced in the Yangtze River, and then slowly swallowed a big sun and emerged.

Duanmu Qing turned sideways, and a huge long bow appeared in his hand.

After inserting the bow three points into the ground, a two-meter long spear appeared in Duanmuqing's hand. He punched out the bowstring and pressed the bow of the huge bow with his foot. Duanmuqing slowly pointed the tip of the spear at Wuwei, who was escaping. Zen master.

Seeing this scene, the three assassins who stayed to protect the eldest son couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

I feel that the eldest son is really overestimating his abilities.

It makes sense for people in the world to regard the realm of martial arts masters and their innateness as separated by mountains and earth.

Arouse the vitality of heaven and earth, understand the charm of heaven and earth, and bring your own artistic conception when you strike, and it is difficult for ordinary swords to attack it.

Not to mention that this one is a master who is at the pinnacle of the Three Heavens...

The gap is so huge, Master, why are you taking action?

It's a waste of energy and hurts your own body.

However, as the aura of his young master began to change, the Yafang assassins present became more and more surprised and frightened, to the point where they could no longer breathe.

"The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes of the ages. Right and wrong, success and failure are all gone. The green mountains are still there, and the sunsets are red several times... cough cough cough!"

Duanmuqing coughed up blood slightly under his mask, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. He looked at Master Wuwei, trying to laugh at all the ancient and modern events.

In this world, what does a 60- to [-]-year-old grandmaster of the sixth level of innateness count as compared to the enemies Duanmu Qing has to face?

Duanmu Qingzhou embodies the aura of mastering the world, seeing through the mundane world, and being inviolable and shaken by the rolling rivers.

The long bow made a dragon chant, and the ink dragon mixed with the water vapor of a river attacked and killed.

The power of this shot is enough to kill all the ordinary three-day warriors. Even those who are powerful enough to be hit by three-day warriors need to be careful.

"what?"

The fearless Zen Master was already seriously injured. Seeing the flying spears coming with great force, he moved his arms and waved his long fist to block it, but was unable to block it and slightly exploded the middle door.

Then Beiming's Snow Flying Sword arrived, and the twelve flying swords pierced the person's heart acupoint, stirred back and forth, and completely cut off the opponent's life.

"Young master, one more shot..."

An assassin looked at this domineering shot and couldn't help feeling hot all over. He clamped his legs tightly, feeling like she was the one who was shot through.

"It's gone!"

Duanmu Qing had no choice but to look at his exhausted Qi reserves and helplessly said this.

Covering his bleeding mask, Duanmu Qing closed his eyes, hoping that after the death of the fearless Zen Master, the system could give some good rewards.

"Sir, Miss Beiming asked you to come over. She said something interesting happened."

"Ok?"

Duanmu Qing opened his eyes and couldn't understand what interesting things could happen in this situation.

Especially the interesting things this witch said made Duanmu Qing a little too lazy to read.

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Maybe it's some kind of blood induction and karma.

Wuwei ran back and forth in Jiangdu City, trying hard to escape among the crowd. If there were too many people, maybe Yefang and Beiming Youxue would be afraid of the crowd and not dare to take action, right?

As for whether it would harm others, why would he want to care about that kind of thing?

Live, must live.

Fengxian, he is in this city!

With this thought in mind, Zen Master Wuwei ran rampant in Jiangdu City, but due to extremely serious injuries, he slowly fell down in front of a certain restaurant.

The fearless Zen Master, depleted of energy and blood, could only lie on the ground and started shouting for help.

He shouted that he was the fearless Zen master of Daqian Zen Temple and a hero of the world, and begged everyone to save him.

In his heart, Zen Master Wuwei was constantly praying to the Buddha.

He vowed that if he could be saved this time, he would definitely continue to promote the righteous path of Buddhism, and he would definitely

"Are you the fearless Zen Master?"

Just when Zen Master Wuwei was in despair, he still dared to step forward at this time. Could it be that he was a martial arts master.

Zen Master Wuwei raised his head and looked at the visitor, but the moment he saw it, his expression suddenly changed dramatically.

The person in front of her was just a young man, but his face was very similar to hers.

He is... He is...

Master Wuwei understood who the visitor was almost instantly, his face became extremely excited, and he felt that everything in his life was worth it.