Chapter 22： Don't grab the head, turn the horse into a spirit

Mu Feihua was dumbfounded.

I did not expect to cause such a destructive power.

"I just don't want to let go of that Junior Sister Wang..." Mu Feifan smiled bitterly.

Now it seems, let alone Junior Sister Wang, even a flying insect can't escape.

has a radius of more than ten meters, all become scorched earth, braving the blue smoke.

is Mu Feifan's deep spiritual power in order to withstand the consumption of so many Pyroblasts.

If it were an ordinary monk, it would have been drained long ago.

Click!

Mu Feihua then threw Feng Xingcao into the storage bag.

"Little grass, ah little grass, to celebrate your joining my storage bag, I set off a grand firework." Mu Feifan said.

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I believe in you a ghost, you are a terrible old man.

Mu Feifan is still patrolling the battlefield to see if he can get the storage bags of the two.

But everything was blown to dust.

"It has turned to ashes, and I guess there is nothing valuable in the storage bag." He comforted himself.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance.

Listening to this voice, it seems that many people come.

"I heard Junior Sister Wang's shout just now!"

"just in front!"

Laideren is a monk of the Dairi Sect.

Each level is more than four in the Qi refining period, and there are more than 20 people.

However, when they saw this terrifying disaster site, they were all shocked.

Someone pointed to the ground and said to Mu Feihua: "You did this all?"

"No, I just passed by." Mu Feifan said.

Another person immediately murmured and said, "Senior Brother Liu, he is farting, Senior Brother Sun and Sister Wang must have been blown up by him!"

"Kill this kid!"

"Avenge for the two!"

Mu Feihua is speechless, are people in this other world so bloodthirsty?

Do it if you don’t agree?

But this is fine, at least it will reduce his guilt.

Mu Feifan smiled, opened his palms, and made a gesture of throwing away.

hiss!

More than 20 people on the opposite side shrank their necks and wanted to back away.

They saw the level of damage on the ground, and they had already labeled Mu Feifan extremely dangerous.

Ghost knew what this kid had.

"It's just a fake action." Mu Feifan said.

"Damn, this kid is playing with us!"

"Rush up and cut him a thousand times!"

"Come on, brothers!"

These people shouted with great momentum, but no one went up first.

Mu Extraordinary palms began to gather a scorching breath, and said with a smile: "This time it's real."

More than twenty people were immediately on the verge of an enemy, with tight leg muscles, ready to retreat at any time.

Mu Feihua originally thought that there would be a blazing fireball spouting out of his hand, but he did not expect to scream, and a white smoke came out.

Fuck!

Spiritual power is exhausted!

Mu Fanfa's face changed drastically.

He raised his head, but saw that the eyes of the person on the other side had all changed.

One by one, I got up with bad intentions.

"Kill, brothers!" The respectful Senior Brother Wang pulled out a long knife and rushed over first.

"kill him!"

"Pharaoh, don't grab the head with me!"

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Mu Feifan ran away.

The people behind him were killing and chasing after him.

"Damn it!"

"I knew it wasn't so real when killing Junior Sister, so I should reserve some spiritual power."

Mu Feifan ran and took out the porcelain bottle of the Qiqi Pills, but he didn't care about anything else, and stuffed his mind into his mouth.

Suddenly, surging aura erupted in the mouth.

"No, you have to run the exercises to absorb it."

But now, there is no time for him to exercise.

Mu Feifan's breath is refreshing now, and the aura is compelling!

He is now running around, while secretly running the chaotic power.

The violent spiritual energy began to slowly swim through the meridians under the guidance of the exercises.

Mu Feifan suddenly discovered that running is the same as training, which involves adjusting breathing and performing rhythmic movements.

"Run out of style, run out of level!"

"Stick your spine and create brilliance!"

"There is no best, only better!"

"Class 2 of three years, bravely climb!"

He shouted the slogan of his class for a morning run, and his legs swayed more steadily in accordance with the slogan.

"That kid is so evil, how can he run faster and faster?" Senior Brother Wang was panting with exhaustion.

"How do I know, I feel that I have been trying on the island for a month, and I haven't run as much as today."

"Brothers, we are immortal cultivators, can we be a bit arrogant? Running like this is too sluggish."

"Then how do you say that there are noodles?"

"At the very least, we have to build a spirited horse, with a galloping momentum."

"Go back, I will find if there is a magical magic horse!"

At this moment, Mu Feifan has entered a wonderful state.

"Oh my god, I have an epiphany!"

"It turns out that running can also be practiced!"

"I created my own running practice method!"

He felt that the spiritual power in his dantian gradually filled up, and the more he ran, the stronger he got.

Mu Feifan turned abruptly, and smiled at the twenty-odd people behind him.

"That kid laughed so hard!" Senior Brother Wang said angrily.

Suddenly, he saw a fireball with a big basin smashed over.

The first reaction is that this fireball is really big, like a big face plate.

Boom!

The fireball burst, and the air wave swept across.

Brother Wang drove the crane west.

"Pharaoh!" The brothers and sisters felt sad.

A scorching breath fell from the sky.

They raised their heads, their faces illuminated by fireballs all over the sky, they looked like holy angels welcoming heaven. UU reading www.uukａnshu.com

"what!"

"Do not!"

"Dodge!"

screams one after another, the explosion sound is deafening, intertwined, playing a beautiful movement.

A mushroom cloud rose slowly in the sky.

At this moment, the surrounding area is full of gunpowder smoke, and even the sky is stained turbid.

A disciple of the Great Japanese Sect was stunned to bleed by the explosion.

He climbed up with difficulty, but saw Mu Feihua walking on the scorched earth, with flames running at his feet.

"Devil, it's a devil."

The disciple said tremblingly.

He couldn't figure out why, why could a fourth-tier monk in the Qi refining stage shoot a series of big fireballs?

Didn’t everyone learn the same fireball technique?

Is his spell mutated?

Mu Feifan walked up to him, raised his battle axe, and said coldly: "It was all forced by you."

"The hero is forgiving!"

boom!

The hand lifts the axe and falls.

There is peace in the world.

More than 20 disciples were killed in the explosion, and a lot of them lay on the ground and chanted.

Mu Feifan is preparing to make up the knife one by one.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the horizon.

"Bold thief, dare to kill my Da Ni sect disciple!"

"I will take your life today!"

Mu Feifan raised her head, but saw a middle-aged man in brocade robe floating in the sky, with extraordinary bearing.

"Fly...fly in the air?"

"He is a monk during the foundation building period?"

The rest of the disciples immediately cheered up.

"Haha, you're done, our Sovereign will come to kill you personally!"

"Please kill this murderer, Sect Master!"

"To avenge the dead brothers!"