The face of life flashed a hint of coldness, "the means of underhand."

"Hiss..." On the grass, countless dark red snakes emerged.

Mo Xuan had already drawn out his sword and was ready to get rid of it. Mu Qianxi waved his hand and said, "it's a pity to kill it. It's a nine Yin snake carefully cultivated by others!"

These snakes are not good stubble, very insidious, and at this time Mu Qianxi's face is still wearing a faint smile.

She took out a bottle of pills from the space and sprinkled it on the ground.

"Susu..." The nine Yin snakes in the grass ran as fast as they could.

They began to fight for these pills, and Mu Qianxi connected with them with his soul power.

"Stay in the yard. It's time to go back to your master."

Soon, these nine Yin snakes hid in the grass again.

Mo Xuan mouth corner slightly a draw, way: "you still let them continue to stay here."

Mo Xuan knows what Mu Qianxi must have done. He will never let go of the people behind the scenes, but let these nine Yin snakes stay here

Mu Qianxi's mouth rose slightly. "Is the famous young master Baise, a talented pharmacist, afraid of these poisons? It's just a night's sleep. It's no big deal. "

"Good night! As a patient, go back to the room early and have a rest

Mu Qianxi closed the door and went to sleep without any psychological shadow.

But Mo Xuan is sleepless all night, he helpless way: "must be intentional."

The next day, the dark red fog in the yard had disappeared, and the nine Yin snakes also went back.

"Xiaoyue, it's done!"

"It's good to be. There's a good play today."

Early in the morning, Mu Qianxi looked at Mo Xuan and said with a joking smile: "there are dark circles under the eyes. I didn't sleep well last night. Do you want me to refine the medicine for you and apply it?"

Mo Xuan light way: "need not, anyway this childe takes the mask also nobody can see."

"In order to make up for your not sleeping well all night, I invite you to watch a good play for free today."

"Not very interested."

They went to the Guansai Pavilion again. Today's exchange meeting is naturally a fierce collision between the top talents in Southeast China.

At the beginning, it was the hand-in-hand communication between the five major disciples. Of course, it was just an appetizer.

A black figure, like lightning, swept to the competition platform, and everyone was in an uproar.

"The first disciple of the five major sects, at last. This is Lei Lin, a disciple of thunder sect. "

In this exchange meeting, the first disciples of the five major sects never took part, but no one underestimated their strength.

At this time leilin's eyes fell on Baize's seat. He said: "Miss mu, I'm tired of fighting with the other four guys, so I'm more interested in you. Can I have a round of competition?"

"No problem!" Mu Qianxi very readily agreed to come down, purple shadow a flash, calmly fell on the stage.

"It's time to start!" She gave a faint smile.

"Good!"

Lightning, thunder and cloud hammer suddenly rush to Mu Qianxi. Lei Yun is covered by the power of lightning, and the speed is like lightning. If you want to hit Mu Qianxi, you will be caught off guard.

Leilin is not only a lightning elemental spirit Master, but also a seventh level peak spirit Master.

Fast wind or fast lightning?

All eyes were fixed on the two figures on the platform.

"Boom!" A loud noise came out, Mu Qianxi appeared in another position of Biwu platform undamaged, leilin's attack failed.

The wind is faster than thunder. Leilin's face is dignified.

Not only he, but also the other four disciples were a little surprised.

"Where is the limit of Mu Chenxi's speed? It's the first time I've seen such a fast wind element spirit Master! "

They don't know the answer, even their teachers can't answer it.

At this time, Lin yuezong's Guansai Pavilion, elder martial sister Yue stares at Mu Qianxi. She wants to see some changes in her face, but she doesn't get the result she expected.

How is that possible? Didn't Mu Chenxi use his spiritual power? Why is there nothing.

An attack failed, leilin once again into the palace, thunder cloud hammer waved over, thousands of lightning force tear the air, Mu Qianxi all around the retreat are blocked.

No matter how fast the speed is, there is no way to retreat and it is hard to avoid.

Mu Qianxi looks unchanged, her hands more than a white jade fan.

People stare at that beautiful feather fan that looks like art ornament and say: "that, can't be mu Chenxi's spirit weapon?"

Mu Qianxi has played ten games in all, but she hasn't used the spirit weapon in ten games. Now leilin finally forces her to use the spirit weapon, but this spirit weapon"Pa!" The feather fan opened instantly, and they felt that the momentum of the fan was even stronger than thunder cloud hammer.

"No! The fan is At least it's the pinnacle. "

"You old man are blind. Judging from my level of refining utensils for hundreds of years, that fan is a quasi artifact! It's an artifact

“……”

Those who came here to participate in the competition were the talents of the southeast region. Of course, there were many powerful predecessors from the southeast region. Many people with good eyesight saw that Fengling feather fan was a quasi artifact at a glance.

"Quasi artifact! Oh, my God Someone exclaimed, staring at the exquisite and indecent fan, and didn't want to move it away.

"This woman is also very lucky. How can a casual monk have such a level of spirit weapon?" Lin Yue Zong's disciples can't help panting.

They are the core disciples of the four-star sect. At most, they can only have one holy instrument, which is hard to see.

At this time, elder martial sister Yue was angry and jealous, and she wanted to take the quasi artifact as her own.

"The wind is falling, and it's gone!"

Thunder attacks come, and wind elements fight back impolitely.

"Boom!" The impact of the two forces broke out a violent sound.

After breaking the move, the two are fighting each other.

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, that feather fan turned into a jade sword. It seemed fragile, but it blocked the huge thunder cloud hammer.

The horizontal sword cleaved down, Lei Yun quickly dodged, "tear!" A sound, his chest clothes split, bronze skin appeared a blood red scar.

"It's a quasi artifact. It has multiple forms!"

After the confrontation, it was leilin who was injured first.

Leilin is very competitive. He is strong when he meets a strong enemy. He soon continues to attack. The overbearing lightning attack falls from the sky, and countless silver dragons begin to chase Mu Qianxi.

After all, she was struck by lightning which was more powerful than this. I don't know how many times, but she didn't intend to expose her physical strength here, so

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