Chapter 126 The Fisherman Will Finally Get the Air Force

Mu Qing was getting closer and closer.

The distance was three feet.

He raised the willow branch with an extremely ferocious expression. Nie Wushuang could see clearly how the veins on his face were jumping, and even a white nose hair that trembled and stuck out of the guy's nostrils was not missed.

Every move of the other party was in his sight.

The willow branch was a magic weapon, a first-level magic weapon.

It would not cause any harm to the body when hit, but the soul would be severely damaged. It was a magic weapon specifically for the soul.

For example, if a ghost was possessed, the ghost would be knocked out by the willow branch.

Mu Qing used this thing to deal with Nie Wushuang, in order to drive out the weirdness that possessed Nie Wushuang. The weirdness had probably merged with the Seven-Star Hibiscus Flower at this time. When it was whipped by the willow branch, the Seven-Star Hibiscus Flower would definitely break out of the ground.

In short, all the means Mu Qing used now were aimed at the weirdness.

In his opinion, Nie Wushuang was probably controlled by the weirdness now.

Otherwise, it would not be like this now, and would have turned into a ball of blood mud, becoming the soil for the growth of the Seven-Star Hibiscus Flower.

Wrong!

Wrong, wrong, wrong!

Just like answering a question, if the idea of ​​the question is wrong, then no matter how clever the formula you use, you can't get the correct answer.

Going in the wrong direction!

Going further and further away!

However, from Mu Qing's perspective, there is nothing wrong with him doing this.

A sixteen-year-old boy, who is not from a super family, but an apprentice in a martial arts school in a remote village, even if he hides his strength, how much can he hide? At most, he has perfected his internal organs, and he can't even cultivate his internal strength.

Moreover, before using Nie Wushuang, Mu Qing had tested it with a magic weapon.

In Shangjing Huafu, there are magic weapons that are specifically used to monitor the strength of others. This time, Mu Qing is responsible for the recruitment of disciples in Qingmu Tower. Naturally, this kind of magic weapon is carried with him and used at any time to avoid being taken advantage of by some people with ulterior motives.

However, he didn't expect the enemy to hide among the followers.

Those guys from Huangquan Secret Sect are the best at disguise. Besides, he was a little careless and didn't check the followers brought by his disciples.

A blessing in disguise!

For Shangjing Huafu and the Five Elements Building Alliance, this time the loss was huge, especially the Red Fire Building, which was completely wiped out. However, for himself, it was a good thing. The madman brought a powerful evil spirit that was extremely suitable for him.

Once obtained, live towards death!

Perhaps, the fourth true lord of Shangjing Huafu is himself!

At this time, Mu Qing didn't know that he had misread the intention of the question, and all the steps he took were wrong. At this moment, in his heart, there was only the pride of his life about to reach its peak, and the excitement of his dream about to come true.

He raised the willow branch high and hit Nie Wushuang.

The moment he waved the willow branch, Nie Wushuang's eyes suddenly changed.

This scene, Mu Qing saw it clearly.

As a fisherman, he was very familiar with Nie Wushuang's eyes. When he successfully fished the big fish out of the water, he had such a look!

Why did this kid have such a look?

Wasn't his soul already fixed?

It should have been dull and empty, so why was it spiritual?

Although he didn't know what happened, Mu Qing knew something was wrong. At that moment, his whole body was horrified and his heart stopped.

Taiyi!

The Seven-Star Hibiscus Flower flew out from the half-red and half-black sun, and along with the exploding blood and qi, it flew out of Nie Wushuang's fist and flew towards Mu Qing, who was three feet away. Its speed was as fast as lightning!

The moment he found something wrong, Mu Qing immediately threw down the willow branches and the red pill, pulled his hands inward, and then pushed outward with his backhand.

A green cypress phantom was about to appear in front of him.

However, although he changed his moves quickly, he was still a little late.

Before the divine will was generated, the three-legged golden crow flew over and crushed the cypress phantom like a rotten wood. Without any obstruction, it continued to move forward, drilled through the gap between Mu Qing's hands, hit him in the chest, and flew into his body.

Divine will!

Sixteen-year-old Shen Yi!

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Mu Qing's eyes widened in inexplicable surprise!

Qingmu Changsheng's internal energy was activated in his body in an instant, like a big river rushing towards the three-legged golden crow.

However, the flame was too overbearing.

It was like a volcanic eruption, with magma splashing everywhere. Unless the entire sea was flooded back, the water of a stream would not be able to extinguish it.

The stream would dry up if it was washed by magma.

Moreover, Qingmu Changsheng Gong was not water, but wood-attributed internal energy.

Adding fuel to the fire, the flame will be stronger!

However, Shen Yi martial artist is Shen Yi martial artist after all. If it were someone else, and he endured Nie Wushuang's full-strength attack, he would most likely have a big hole in his chest and abdomen, with flames generated in his body, and with a bang, he would become a human-shaped torch.

Mu Qing was not in despair.

He flew backwards, and in the air, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Even with the explosive Taiyi, this guy was still able to use the force to get a buffer. Although he looked embarrassed, he also got a chance to escape.

However...

Nie Wushuang was prepared for this.

Even if the opponent was not prepared, Nie Wushuang would not think that he could kill a divine martial artist with just this sudden punch.

However, one punch is not enough!

Then another punch!

Mu Qing was flying in the sky, and Nie Wushuang was sliding on the ground. The speed difference between them was almost the same. When Mu Qing recovered his breath and wanted to fight back, Nie Wushuang jumped up, swung his left fist, and another three-legged golden crow flew out.

"Bang!"

The three-legged crow crashed into Mu Qing in the air.

Under the reflection of the flying flames in the air, Mu Qing looked panicked.

The divine will in the sea of ​​consciousness could not be materialized at all, and was forcibly sealed in the sea of ​​consciousness. The entire divine will was shattered. In this way, there was no way to control the body shape, and naturally the internal energy running in the body could not be controlled either.

"Bang!"

Mu Qing's back hit the wall heavily, and the wall of the inn was dented.

At the same time, Nie Wushuang followed closely.

Slide and punch!

The three-legged crow did not fly out, but condensed on the fist. This time, Nie Wushuang hit Mu Qing's lower abdomen heavily.

In Mu Qing's body, Qingmu Changsheng's true qi was already a mess, and he passively welcomed the impact of qi and blood, which could be said to be collapsed at the touch.

"Bang!"

Another loud noise.

Bricks and stones flew across, and dust splashed.

A big hole was broken in the wall, and Mu Qing flew out.

Nie Wushuang rushed out of the big hole, and then a whole wall collapsed, smoke and dust rose up, blocking the view.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Muffled sounds came from the flying dust.

Finally, it became quiet.

The dust slowly dissipated, and Nie Wushuang stood with his back to a broken wall.

On the ground in front of him, Mu Qing was no longer in human form, but a pile of meat paste, bones and internal organs, all crushed and mixed with flesh and blood. Even if his mother was here, she would not be able to recognize him.

However, he was not dead.

His head was still intact, and at this time, he was tilting his head to look at Nie Wushuang.

His eyes had not been swallowed by the empty nothingness, and there was still a trace of human breath. His mouth was moving, as if he wanted to say something.

He tried hard, but no sound came out.

Nie Wushuang walked over and wanted to hear what the other party said.

In this situation, this guy would never be able to counterattack.

Why not listen!

Standing in front of the dying Mu Qing, Nie Wushuang was about to squat down. Suddenly, in his sea of ​​consciousness, black mist escaped from the half-red and half-black sun. When it was touched by the divine thought, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Sacrifice!"

The voice was roaring madly.

Sacrifice?

What to sacrifice?

The question was generated, and the answer came in an instant.

Huangquan needed Nie Wushuang to sacrifice the soul of this divine martial artist, and passed down a piece of common sense about how to sacrifice.

At this time, Nie Wushuang remembered that he had the identity of a Huangquan messenger, could hear Huangquan's voice, and could exchange power by sacrificing the soul of a divine martial artist like Mu Qing to Huangquan.

What power?

There was no answer to this question.

The other party was like a mentally retarded child, repeating the word sacrifice, which was similar to a kind of pollution.

Sacrifice your mother!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the three-legged golden crow left the seven-star hibiscus flower, sprinkled dots of light and flames, and burned the black mist.

It's up to me to do it or not!

Stop making noise!

Staring at the dying Mu Qing, Nie Wushuang no longer had the interest to listen to his last words. He stretched out his foot and stepped on Mu Qing's still intact head, and stepped hard, completely freeing him.

Only, sacrifice in exchange for power?

If the power does not come from oneself, it is just a castle in the sand.

Moreover, any power acquisition requires a price. Just like Nie Wushuang's previous life, free is often the most expensive.

The so-called gods are similar to those capitalists. They are all high above, interests are supreme, and everything must give way to interests.

You think you can fleece him.

You think you can take advantage of him.

You think too much!

After a moment of silence, Nie Wushuang took a deep breath.

In an instant, the blood disappeared from his body, and the immune clone appeared on the side. On the panel, the damage column appeared.

Under the moonlight, Nie Wushuang's expression was cold.

The whole body exuded a weird aura of no strangers allowed.

At this time, he also transformed into the Yellow Spring Messenger, and the aura around him no longer had any human flavor, it was purely weird.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, half of the sun was shiny black.

It was impossible to follow the instructions of the Yellow Spring, but it was no problem to use some of the Yellow Spring. The identity of the Yellow Spring Messenger was useless.

He reached out and touched the dead Mu Qing's flesh and blood.

The evil and cold aura fell, instantly contaminating the flesh and blood.

Less than half an incense stick of time, Nie Wushuang retracted his hand, and the blood and qi returned to himself again, and the weird aura was taken back to the half black sun.

In the center of the half-red and half-black sun, the seven-star hibiscus flower bloomed.

Rich vitality poured down, and the majestic energy washed through Nie Wushuang's body like a big river. On the panel, the data in the damage column disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared.

With this thing, it's like having an extra perpetual motion machine.

Of course, the elixir is still needed. The Seven-Star Hibiscus also needs energy irrigation. It is soil, and the soil also needs fertilizer and watering. Only in this way can brilliant flowers bloom on it. If the nutrition is insufficient and the soil is barren, it will also damage itself.

The elixir still needs to be refined!

He looked down at Mu Qing again.

At this time, anyone who saw him knew that he died at the hands of a weirdo. The death was so tragic, and the weirdo was probably powerful and cruel.

After that, Nie Wushuang walked around the inn again.

After confirming that there were no flaws, he left the inn.

The moon was shining above his head.

Angelica!