Chapter 32

Qin Mu's hair was creepy. Without thinking, he raised his hand and grabbed the spirit sword. Then his palm hurt and was stabbed by the spirit sword.

"Mu..."

Mrs. Si couldn't help shouting, but she was stared by the village head and didn't go on.

Qin Mu grabbed the spirit sword, which jumped in his palm, making more wounds to his palm, making his palm flesh and blood blurred. His vitality was vigorous, protecting his palm, and did not let the sword cut off his palm.

However, at the next moment, the third soul sword broke away from the formation of the sword, and then the fourth and fifth!

Qianqiu's eyes flickered, and the victory was decided. Qin Mu was younger than him, and it was not weak to practice to this step. However, Qin Mu had only two hands after all, and how many swords could he grasp?

Suddenly, Qianqiu's pupils suddenly contracted, and Qin Mu grabbed his hands repeatedly, even as if he had grown dozens of arms, holding his mouth of spirit sword in his hand!

Before his sword was stabbed out, Qin Mu grabbed the handle!

The eighth form of the eighth form of thunder sound, thousand handed Buddha!

Qianqiu's face changed slightly, and his vitality trembled. The spiritual sword in Qin Mu's hand was also beating violently, almost breaking away from Qin Mu's palm. At the same time, several other swords stabbed Qin Mu's eyes and throat!

Qin Mu grasped the handle of five swords with both hands at this moment, and there were seven swords left. The seven swords came with thorns. The swords were spinning in the air like a top, which was about to drill through his head and drill a big hole in his throat!

Mother-in-law Si couldn't bear to see it. Suddenly Qin Mu burst into a drink, breaking out of her huge vitality, rolled up the pig knife behind her and cut it off.

Clatter——

These seven swords were almost cut off at the same time and landed at the same time!

"Such a thick vitality!"

Qianqiu was surprised. Qin Mu's knife suddenly came, leaving him unprepared. Moreover, Qin Mu's vitality was simply unreasonable, frightening, and the power contained in the knife was also great!

And the pig killing knife was incredibly sharp, sharper and tougher than the spirit soldiers.

Qin Mu's so powerful power, coupled with his extremely sharp pig killing knife, it's easy to cut off his seven soul swords!

Before the shock in his heart subsided, Qin Mu suddenly shook his hand and threw the five spirit swords in his hand at him. The spirit swords broke through the air and hissed. The speed was unimaginable.

Qianqiu smiled, lifted his palm, and his vitality roared out, rolled to the five soul swords, and at the same time, several soul swords flew out of the sword bag.

His sword bag looks small and should not hold much, but the spirit sword flies out one mouthful after another, which is extremely strange.

Unexpectedly, Qianqiu's vitality just wrapped around the five soul swords, and his face immediately changed. Qin Mu's terrifying vitality was hidden in the sword, surging, and his vitality was defeated before it wrapped around the soul sword!

Qianqiu's reaction was also rapid, and the several soul swords flying out of the sword bag immediately blocked the five soul swords shooting.

At the same time, Qin Mu rushed forward, Qianqiu immediately stretched out his hand behind his back, and another spirit sword shot out to meet Qin Mu!

Qin Mu heard a strange voice in his mouth. The voice was very short and flashed by, but it contained inexplicable rhythms, strange, weird, Yin evil. With the sound was the boy's printing method, picking flowers as seals, which was more than ten feet away from Qianqiu. It was a seal shot!

"Samoye!"

Qianqiu felt his palm wind blowing on his face, but it had no power. He was about to concentrate on blocking the five soul swords. Suddenly, his soul flew out of his body and was sucked into Qin Mu's palm, which scared him out of his wits.

Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!

Five consecutive soft sounds came. Without his control, the five soul swords shot into his body one after another, lifted his body high and fell back.

Bang——

The pillar hanging the butcher's flag in the center of the village shook, and Qianqiu's body was hung on it, with his head hanging down and motionless.

Qin Mu's palm was still bleeding. Suddenly, with a heavy grip, the plasma chirped, and the soul of Qianqiu in his palm was crushed by him.

Demons are free to print, good at killing souls.

Qin Mu turned his head and smiled, "grandma, I won."

Mother-in-law Si was relieved, and then she was furious: "smelly boy, you broke your hand. I'll kill you later! Blood can't be wiped on your body. If your newly made clothes are dirty and can't be washed off, I'll kill you!"

The village head's eyes fell on Mu Beifeng, who was sitting in front of him, and said, "brother mu, your disciple was defeated, but you should take it down and put it on his shroud and put it in the coffin?"

Mu Beifeng raised his head, looked at Qianqiu's body hanging on the column, shook his head and said, "I will take his body back and bury him. But this little brother obviously has deep and incomparable cultivation, but he uses magic skills and sounds, which makes me despise."

He refers to Qin Mu's move to kill Qianqiu. Although he has never seen this kind of printing method, what Qin Mu said is a magic sound. Of course, Qin Mu used magic skills.

He could see that Qin Mu's cultivation was majestic and profound, much deeper than that of Qianqiu, but he didn't seem to have experienced much life and death, and some of them couldn't open, so he couldn't fully bloom his strength.

In his opinion, winning with magic skill is just a trick, which is disgusting.

The village head's eyes flickered. He didn't know where Qin Mu learned the magic skill. It was a sinister means to pull the opponent's soul out of his body and refine it to death.

In the village, only grandma Si was born from the authentic devil way. Did he teach it to Qin Mu?

The village head whispered, "mu'er, killing people's souls will hurt Tianhe. This means should be used as little as possible."

Qin Mu nodded hurriedly.

The village head looked at Mu Beifeng opposite and said, "there are still eleven coffins empty."

Mu Peifeng lowered his eyebrows and said, "since the coffin and shroud are ready, it's natural to use them."

The village head said, "please."

Mu Beifeng got up: "please."

The Lijiang water dragon array was launched with a bang, and the momentum of the ten masters of Lijiang sect behind him broke out, forming a line with the momentum of Mu Beifeng.

WOW——

The river is surging, and the water vapor is diffuse. Suddenly, there is a long river in the small disabled old village, and the water waves are surging!

This flowing water potential is the Lijiang River in the south of the ruins!

Mu Beifeng and the ten masters of Lijiang sect stood on this small surging Lijiang River, and saw countless flying swords in the Lijiang River shuttle through the river, glittering silver, like tiny swimming fish.

Lijiang sect is famous for its swordsmanship. The swordsmanship of this sect can be described as the top level in southern Xinjiang. The ten masters of Lijiang and the palm coach Mu Beifeng used this set of Lijiang water dragon array, and the number of flying swords used is unimaginable!

When mother-in-law Si fought with the five elders of the Lijiang River, there were 6842 swords hidden in the sword pill of Qi Yanbing, the head of the five elders of the Lijiang River. That was terrible.

Now the sword in the Lijiang River Water Dragon array is ten times as many as the sword hidden in Qi Yanbing's sword pill!

Tens of thousands of flying swords form a dragon in the water. The silver dragon is composed of flying swords. Countless sword lights circulate in the silver dragon. These swords are in constant motion and are about to make waves!

Qin Mu had never seen such a terrible sword array before, and he didn't even dare to think about it!

With one shot of the sword array, I'm afraid it can destroy the disabled old village!

The village head was still leaning on the stretcher, and there was still little expression change in the front of the terror sword array. He whispered, "blind man."

The blind man looked up and seemed to be looking at the mystery of the Lijiang River Water Dragon array, but his eyes were empty. How could he see without eyes?

Countless sharp swords made a sharp howl, like the fierce side of the angry dragon, breaking the air and overwhelming the canlao village!

The blind man lifted the bamboo stick with one hand, went to the countless sword light points, and whispered, "I have the skill of killing dragons, and today I break the Lijiang River -"

Ding.

A crisp crash drowned out the howling of all the sharp swords, and then the silver dragon, which seemed to be able to destroy everything in midair, stiffened, and then crashed. Countless sword rains fell one after another, thrusting into the ground.

The blind man gently picked up the bamboo stick, and the small Lijiang river formed by the flood was provoked by his stick. With the collapse of the Lijiang River, it could not form the shape of the river, and the flood fell from the sky in pieces.

The blind man couldn't stop singing. He walked in the water with his feet not touching the water. He nodded his bamboo stick in his hand. A Lijiang master was nodded by him, and the center of his eyebrows exploded, and the tip of the stick pierced through the back of his head.

Another person raised his hand to resist, and the bamboo stick passed through his palm, and then pierced his chest.

The blind man walked from the head of the Lijiang River to the tail of the Lijiang River, and a corpse fell from the air behind him. Then he met Mu Beifeng, and the two people crossed their bodies. At this moment, Qin Mu couldn't see how many times they had fought and how many magical powers they had used.

Mu Beifeng landed and took two steps forward.

And the blind man's sentence "break the Lijiang River today" has just spit out the word Jiang, and the pronunciation of the word has not yet fallen to the ground.

"Blind man, I know who you are. I didn't expect you to hide here, let alone have such strength after your eyes were destroyed!"

Mu Beifeng said this sentence, his face suddenly turned pale, sat down in front of the village head, and whispered, "our Lijiang sword sect lives by the river. The custom is water burial, and the body can't see the soil. Please help me."

The village head nodded gently, "don't worry, the door is Jiang."

"See the magic gun, and die without regret!"

Mu Beifeng breathed out his last breath and ended with a smile.

Qin Mu walked around behind him, startled, and saw Mu Beifeng's back brain open and stabbed a big hole.