The strongest immortal emperor in history

Chapter 304 Fat Sheep

Mo Yanfeng frowned, and the light bursting into Zhou Qi's eyes made him extremely disgusted. It was not the frightened eyes he usually saw, but a surprise. Seeing the fat sheep-like light, this feeling made him really not happy. When, he was actually regarded as the second young man in the thought period. Fat sheep.

"Kid, I hate your eyes." The magic wind is gloomy.

"I don't hate you at all. Are you going to be captured, or let me take you back to the door in exchange for contribution value?" Zhou Qi smiled,

"Hahahaha!"

Hearing Zhou Qi's words, Mo Yan laughed very much. Of course, he knew what the contribution value of Xuantianzong was. This junior was actually ready to capture him back in exchange for the contribution value, which was really abominable.

"Kid, are you crazy? Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you." Mo Yanfeng lost patience with Zhou Qi, a young man full of nonsense. The black bone flag in the air suddenly rotated and tied a black gas to Zhou Qi. He wanted to let this annoying young man suffer torture and die.

"It's not certain who is crazy." In the face of the black gas, Zhou Qi was not afraid, and at the same time, he shot out a golden light to greet him.

The black gas meets the golden light, which is the same as water and fire. The two are offset at a speed visible to the naked eye. The black gas of the magic wind has not made a contribution, and Zhou Qi's golden light does not pose a threat to the magic wind. The two are not testing each other, and no one has killed.

Although Mo Yanfeng despised Zhou Qi, as soon as he started, he was extremely serious and did not make any mistakes. He had rich combat experience and would never make a low-level mistake of capsized in the ditch and being killed by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Although Zhou Qi did not threaten in his eyes, he did not dare to take it lightly. Deal with it wholeheartedly.

Mo Yanfeng fought with Zhou Qi in one place, and did not relax the offensive against Tang Xiaoning on the other side. Black smoke spewed out of the bone flag one by one, surrounding Tang Xiaoning.

That's more than that. As soon as the magic wind raised his hand, a magic hand covering the sky pressed towards Zhou Qi. This magic hand covered the sky. Dark clouds rolled, and the magic gas was overwhelming. Inside, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves was disturbing people's minds.

Zhou Qi burst into a ball of golden light all over his body, and a round of the sun floated above his head, dispersing all the black smoke that came on him, and his body steeply entered, trying to blow up the magic wind with his body.

"Puff!"

Under one punch, Zhou Qi beat the magic wind, and the air made a glass cracking sound.

"No." After Zhou Qi punched Mo Yanfeng, he felt a trace of abnormality.

"Haha, junior, I said why are you so arrogant? It turns out that you rely on your unparalleled body. Your body is really strong, but it's not so easy to hit me." The wild laughter of the magic wind came from behind.

Zhou Qi looked behind him, and Mo Yanfeng appeared hundreds of meters behind him. He looked at him as if he were looking at a fat sheep.

"Kid, what a strong body. One punch can actually shake the space. If it hadn't been for my vigilance in my heart, I really couldn't take the power of your punch. Yes, yes, it's the best material for refining magic puppets.

"I want to refine me into a magic puppet to see if you have that ability." Zhou Qi's body is like electricity, unfolding the mysterious nine-changing body, transforming several lights and shadows and rushing to the magic wind.

Mo Yanfeng knew that Zhou Qi's body was horrible. He would not easily let him get close and unfold a set of body methods. Unexpectedly, he was not worse than Xuan Tianjiu. He also transformed into several dark shadows and avoided Zhou Qi's pursuit. At the same time, he shot several palm winds and turned into demons, night forks, knives and swords to attack Zhou Qi. Let Zhou Qipi cope with it.

Zhou Qi also has a headache about the slippery body method of the magic wind. If he can use the five elements of the rainbow, the magic Yanfeng can't escape his pursuit at all, but the five elements of the rainbow can't be used at all now. The spiritual power in the body is still Jin Wuli, which can't destroy the skills of the Five elements sect. The Xuantianjiu transformation method is indeed mysterious, but the other party The body method is comparable to that of Xuan Tianjiu, but the degree of flexibility of use is not comparable to him.

As the peak figure of the ninth heaven in the thought period, Mo Yanfeng is effortless. While fighting with Zhou Qi, he is distracted and besieging Tang Xiaoning. Tang Xiaoning's protective red light has been invaded within three meters of the body by black gas. He has been oppressing Tang Xiaoning's activity space. Tang Xiaoning has changed several skills for this black gas. , but none of them can crack this annoying black gas, and can only barely guard against the black gas.

Mo Yanfeng originally wanted to exhaust Zhou Qi's spiritual power and capture him alive with his unique body. He coveted Zhou Qi's strong body. If he was refined into a demon puppet, his strength could be said to double immediately. He couldn't resist such ** at all, but he was almost more than an hour with Zhou Qi. He was tired. The body is not working well, but Zhou Qi is still not tired. The dragon spirit and tiger are fierce, which is beyond his expectations, but he is even more surprised.

"Ky, I didn't expect your body to be so strong and beyond my expectations, but it's over. I don't have the patience to play with you anymore." After saying that, six or seven magic weapons appeared around him, including Shura magic knife, blood jade arm bones, five poison gourd, white bone magic mountain, black gold centipede, etc., all emitting a strong breath. Each one is the best spiritual weapon. At the urging of the magic wind, he attacked Zhou Qi. He wanted to take Zhou Qi down in one fell swoop with many magic weapons.

Six or seven best spiritual weapons attacked together, and the power was frightening. Zhou Qi flew around six or seven of the best spiritual weapons, and each one swallowed the peerless killing. A wisps of black light, mountain shadow, poison gas, and beast roar came to strangle them, not to mention the second monk in the thought period, even if it was the ninth monk in the thought period, met When it comes to such a powerful offensive, it will also be killed in one fell swoop.

"Humph!"

Zhou Qi snorted coldly. Facing the siege of these six or seven best spiritual weapons, he didn't care. A white and golden sword light rose from his body and circled around him. Then, the overwhelming peerless killing ice and snow melted. The jingle sound kept ringing, and six or seven unique spiritual weapons fell to the ground, making Mo Yanfeng stunned. I don't know what happened.

However, Zhou Qi would never kindly explain to Mo Yanfeng. The platinum sword light suddenly flew out. Before Mo Yanfeng could react, he felt a great pain coming from his body. He looked down, and a stream of blood overflowed from his chest, and he was directly cut off his waist.

"What a fast sword..." He only had time to call out four words. Mo Yanfeng's upper body and lower body were separated and died.

As soon as Zhou Qi raised his hand, a dragon-like flying sword swam in the palm of his hand, full of spirituality. It was the immortal sword he refined into a lower treasure. The power of this immortal sword was indeed good, but it was also a big consumer. His current spiritual power could only destroy the two swords, and now the supplement of the blood jade elixir is not enough to support. His spiritual power has been consumed.

It is not surprising that the magic Yanfeng was killed by the sword of the beheading immortals. Even the monks in the Jiedan period can't help the power of the sword. The power of every magic weapon of the Wuxing Sect cannot be measured by common sense. Because of this, Zhou Qicai dares not often use the sword.

With a wave of his hand, he took the storage ring of Mo Yanfeng out of the air. This Mo Yanfeng can be in the scope of Xuantianzong for a long time, and there must be a lot of good things on his body.

At this time, the black bone flag hanging in mid-air, after the death of the magic wind, no one commanded, lost its spirit, and fell to the ground, and Tang Xiaoning naturally got out of trouble.

Zhou Qi raised his hand and put away the black bone flag that fell on the ground. This is a magic weapon at the level of low-grade treasure. Although it is a magic weapon, it can also be handed over to Xuantianzong in exchange for a sect contribution value of about 100,000 yuan, which cannot be easily discarded.

The black bone flag was put away by Zhou Qi, and Tang Xiaoning naturally got out of trouble. Seeing the magic wind that was cut into two pieces, he couldn't believe it.

"Did you do this?" Tang Xiaoning pointed to the corpse of Mo Yanfeng and asked.

"Didn't I do it? Did you do it?" Zhou Qi's words almost ignited Tang Xiaoning's anger. Tang Xiaoning's huge chest fluctuated several times before he barely suppressed his anger.

Regardless of Tang Xiaoning's attitude, Zhou Qi came to Mo Yanfeng's body, cut off his head with a sword, and then popped up a little golden spark to burn Mo Yanfeng's body into ashes.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing Zhou Qi cut off the head of Mo Yanfeng, Tang Xiaoning asked.

"Of course, it's in exchange for the contribution value of the sect, otherwise what do you think it is for?" Zhou Qi took it for granted.

"You..." Although he is the enemy, Tang Xiaoning has never accepted the task of cutting off the head of the dead enemy in exchange for the contribution point of the sect. He is extremely ununderstood of Zhou Qi's approach.

Zhou Qi will not change his approach because of Tang Xiaoning's opinion, and he doesn't agree with Tang Xiaoning's opinion. At first glance, Tang Xiaoning only knows how to practice hard. Even if it is experience, it is just fighting monsters. How can he understand the thoughts of these monks like a daughter?