Chapter 296 The gun is like a dragon playing in shallow water

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The tip of Leng Qiuwu's sword still points diagonally to the ground, which is exactly the position where he originally stood, as if it had not moved at all.

"It's a little interesting, and I've made a lot of progress! Unexpectedly, I can take over the 30 tricks of the young master!" The tip of Leng Qiuwu's sword shook slightly, and a wisp of strange cold air came out of the body of the sword, two circles and three times... The cold air actually spiraled around the body of the sword, all the way to the tip of the sword.

Ma Xiaolong stared at the tip of the sword and said lightly, "That's because you haven't made progress!" This sentence is poking in the pain of Leng Qiuwu.

Leng Qiuwu was rated as one of the top ten rising stars by Bai Xiaozhen, ranking above Han Zong and closely following Lian Xingzong Wenchong. This is what he has always been proud of. Unfortunately, in the past year, Leng Qiuwu felt that his cultivation had stagnated and lingered at the peak of the third level of Huashen, which made him, who had always been a genius, very depressed. At this time, inadvertently said by Ma Xiaolong, he couldn't help but be angry and said coldly, "Although you have made progress, if you want to beat me, I'm just a fool talking in my sleep - delusion!" I just played with you just now! Let you see the real strength of the young master this time!"

Ma Xiaolong shook his silver gun and curled his lips contemptuously: "Do it, don't talk nonsense!"

Leng Qiuwu laughed angrily and raised his sword body gently, ho! A cold wind flattened, blowing the long skirts of the eight sword attendants, revealing a row of snow-white slender legs, but there was a layer of frost on the beautiful legs in an instant. They hurriedly floated away for more than ten feet, and the frost on their legs quickly turned into a fog and rose. Ma Xiaolong's expression became solemn, and the tip of the silver gun was flickering.

"Do you have any last words to say? I can bring it to you!" Leng Qiuwu is confident. Ma Xiaolong's lips were threaded and he said coldly, "This is exactly what I want to say to you!"

"Haha, then you will die!" Leng Qiuwu jumped up, and the sky seemed to condense with his leap. The snow rose all over the sky, and tens of millions of sword lights floated down. The cold and fierce sword spirit sealed Ma Xiaolong's whole body. Ma Xiaolong only felt that his whole body was full of cold swordsmanship.

Ma Xiaolong's eyes closed, and the light on the tip of the gun suddenly lit up, dazzling like a scorching sun, like a volcanic eruption star collapsing, holding his hands, regardless of a sword stabbed the center of thousands of flying snow sword lights, and shouted: "The gun is like a dragon playing in shallow water, and the sword is coming to the west! Break it!"

An ordinary shot, turning decay into a magical shot!

Ding! Thousands of sword lights disappeared, the scorching sun collided with the cold star, and the tip of the gun was on the tip of the sword.

Dang! The sword body is bent into a "U" shape, shoot! Cut it in two! The head of the gun quickly formed a layer of ice, and the ice spread quickly along the handle of the gun. Ma Xiaolong's hands shook, and half of the long gun was immediately broken, blocking the cold sword from coming through the gun.

"Puff!" The two of them spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and Ma Xiaolong's half of the barrel was not reduced! Dong! The focus was on Leng Qiuwu's chest. Leng Qiuwu was ordered to fly backwards. At the same time, the broken sword hurled by Leng Qiuwu crossed Ma Xiaolong's left arm, blood splashed everywhere, and a broken arm flew up.

"Ah, young master!"

"Horse Guardian!"

Several exclamations sounded, and eight swordsmen rushed to catch Leng Qiuwu, while Xiao Lan and Mo Min rushed to help Ma Xiaolong. Leng Qiuwu vomited a mouthful of blood, sacrificed a lotus-shaped magic weapon under his feet, and turned around and fled. The eight swordsmen were stunned. As soon as their figures appeared, they wanted to catch up, but they only felt a flower in front of them, blue flashed, and their bodies were soft. They fell down and fell into a ball.

Xiao Lan's figure kept chasing in the direction of Leng Qiuwu's escape.

"Ma Hufa, are you all right?" Mo Min asked with concern. Ma Xiaolong glanced at Mo Min, pushed Mo Min's hand away, barely stood still, reached out and counted at the broken arm, stopped the blood, silently picked up the broken hand on the ground, and slowly walked to the eight swordsman.

The eight swordsmen were so scared that they looked at Ma Xiaolong in horror. Mo Min looked at Ma Xiaolong's back, nodded slightly, and did not follow him. Mo Min is a smart person. At this time, it's better not to intervene.

Ma Xiaolong stared at the three people silently, gasping slightly, and there was still blood oozing from the broken arm, which looked very horrible.

"What do you want, surnamed Ma?" The sword said with a hard scalp. Ma Xiaolong slowly walked to Jian Yi, clamped his broken hand in his right hand, and said lightly, "Where is Yun'er?"

Jian Yi was secretly relieved and whispered, "Twelve sisters..."

"Don't call him twelve sisters! She has nothing to do with you!" Ma Xiaolong interrupted coldly. Jian shivered cleverly and said, "I buried Xie Yun in the Meilin of Xiaotian Mountain!"

Ma Xiaolong looked at Jian Yi's eyes with bright eyes and said lightly, "Okay! OK!" Turn around and silently leap down the rugged mountain road.

"Ma Hufa, where are you going? Your injury should be cured as soon as possible!" Mo Min said urgently.

"I have something to deal with, and I'll go back after I'm done! Let those women go!" Ma Xiaolong jumped like flying, and several ups and downs disappeared between the mountains and forests.

Mo Min shook his head gently, walked to the eight swordsman, raised his feet and kicked several times, and the spiritual seal of the eight swordsman was untied.

"You guys go!" Mo Min said indifferently.

The eight people looked at each other and saluted Mo Min. Chang Ling sacrificed under their feet and flew in the direction of Lian Xingzong.

Mo Min looked at the back of the eight people, with a faint smile on the corners of her mouth, but the faint smile made people shudder.

"Whew!"

As soon as the eight people of the sword turned the two mountains, they suddenly felt the fluctuation of spiritual power faintly below, and then thousands of powerful arrows hit in an instant. The eight people just supported for a while and fell down like hedgehogs by a rain-like arrow.

Dozens of people rushed out of the woods like ghosts, with black clothes, black trousers and black headscarves. These people flew like thorns among the bushes, as agile as apes, and their pace was light without making a sound. In an instant, calm was restored here, and nothing happened at all. The arrow clusters were completely collected and the bodies were buried.

"Miss Mo, the task has been completed!" Killing wind rushed to the road with 50 disciples of Xuanwuwei. Mo Min nodded and said, "Yes, you can silently annihilate eight masters of the refining period. Today's test is passed!"

Killing wind's big mouth was so happy that it was about to crack to the ear, and the devil coach was finally satisfied once. It turned out that Mo Min was bored on the mountain and was the coach of Xuan Wuwei. Mo Min had a lot of ideas. He tossed the group of "iron-blooded real men" of Xuanwuwei to death. Today, there was a sudden task. He chased Leng Qiuwu and others with only one pair of legs, and surpassed their ambush. He must completely annihilate Leng Qiuwu and others.

Mo Min knows that leaving Leng Qiuwu must be a scourge in the future. She has now unconsciously considered Ye Jun's interests. She will gently strangle all the people and things that may endanger Ye Jun from the source. Moreover, Leng Qiuwu has another reason to die. With Mo Min's cleverness and wit, judging from Leng Qiuwu's performance, he actually hit his half-sister, which strengthened Mo Min's confidence to kill him. Since he wants to kill Leng Qiuwu, there is no need for his eight sword attendants to be alive, so as not to miss the news. He didn't tell Condensed Snow about this. After all, it's embarrassing to say it, so do it silently. What Mo Min didn't expect was Ma Xiaolong's unexpected joining.

The blue light flashed in front of him, and the little blue suddenly fell in front of Mo Min.

Mo Min asked, and Xiao Lan clapped his palm with a smile and said, "I don't need to do it at all. Leng Qiuwu's heart has been pierced!"

"Oh? No wonder the horse guard didn't chase him! How did you catch up with him?" Mo Min asked casually. Xiao Lan shook his head and said, "He flew by himself and fell down. Xiao Lan caught up to investigate and couldn't die any more! Xiao Lan threw him into the ravine and came back!"

"What? You said he fell by himself? Not good! Take me to have a look!" Mo Min's face changed and she pulled Xiao Lanteng up.

Xiao Lan flew with Mo Min for a while, came to a small ravine more than ten meters deep and pointed out, "It's there!"