Chapter 292 Qing Muer Robbery (5)
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Chapter 292 Qing Muer Robbery ([-])
Feng Shaobai roared, ignoring the soft whip close to him, and struck down with the chain hammer in his hand, simply and directly, hitting Qing Mu'er with a thousand catties, and knocking down ten tigers with one force.
Qing Mu'er quickened her pace again, got rid of Feng Shaobai, turned around, and the soft whip in her hand was as straight as a gun, and hit Huanglong straight.The tip of the whip is as fast as lightning, and the angle is extremely tricky.
Concerned about Qing Mu'er's identity, Feng Shaobai was restrained everywhere, fearful, unable to perform, not to mention how depressed he was.
In the middle of the field, there are many whip shadows, and the hammer wind is blowing. You come and go, and no one can do anything for a while.Under the stalemate, the people who watched the battle on both sides were anxious. This sword is ruthless, and it is inevitable that there will be a wrong hand. In case of any accident, they can't afford it. One is as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
After being entangled for a long time and having no choice but to do anything to the other party, Qing Muer became a little angry from embarrassment. In order to win the fruit of life and the sixth-grade medicine for Xiao Yan, she no longer cared about the relationship between the two clans, let alone thinking about bringing blood to the blood demon clan. No matter what kind of trouble comes, you are ready to wave and let everyone take action.
Qing Mu'er's impatient expression was seen by the elder in red, and he couldn't help being frightened.In the current situation, as long as Qing Mu'er gives an order, it will be a big scuffle, casualties will inevitably occur, and the good relationship between the two clans will completely collapse. What should I do?
Just when everyone was at a loss, at this moment, above the midair, there was a sound of breaking wind galloping towards.
People who can silently appear around them in the consciousness of themselves and others are definitely not idle people.Moreover, it is still unknown whether the visitor is an enemy or a friend, and the hearts of both sides are tense.
In an instant, an old man was seen standing in the air in a blood-red robe, with a halberd on his feet.The war halberd is two meters long, the blade of the halberd is shaped like a crescent moon, the whole body is dark, only the tip of the blade is blood red.The war halberd was facing the wind, whimpering continuously, if there were thousands of ghosts attached to the body of the halberd, it was definitely a top-quality weapon.
Compared with the top-quality battle halberd, the blood-red robed old man looked a little thin.The skin is reddish brown, curly beard, long eyebrows, and the hair that soars to the sky is even more vivid red.In the depths of the black pupils, it was like a mass of crimson flames burning fiercely, making people afraid to look at each other.
The old man stood there, exuding exuberant aura, boundless, dripping upwards, surrounded by ribbon-shaped magic mist, oppressing people to break out in cold sweat, almost suffocating.
As soon as the old man appeared, Qing Muer and Feng Shaobai who were fighting stopped involuntarily.
"Fourth Grandpa, you're finally back, you miss Mu'er to death." Qing Muer yelled coquettishly, and threw herself in front of the old man.
"Mu'er, come, let Fourth Grandpa take a good look. Tsk tsk, you look more youthful." When the old man saw Qing Mu'er, he smiled broadly, and his aura immediately dissipated without a trace.
The old man is the fourth elder of the Gorefiend clan. He has been hailed as a rare genius in the clan since he was a child. He is unruly by nature, likes to travel around, and his whereabouts are erratic. He has disappeared for nearly 2000 years, but he did not expect to appear here.
"I've met the Fourth Elder." The elder in red and the others were very excited to see the Fourth Elder, and stepped forward to greet him.
"Yeah, how are you all?" The Fourth Elder was also very happy to see everyone, but he never left Qing Mu'er's eyes, and everyone was sweating profusely with that unmistakable pampering.
"Fourth Grandpa, why are you here?" Qing Muer acted coquettishly, jumping happily like a ball of red flames.
"As soon as I stepped into Juxi City, I was about to go back to the Demon City, when I felt Mu'er's breath, so I came here quickly." The Fourth Elder was extraordinarily kind in front of Qing Muer.
"Fourth Grandpa treats Mu'er the best." Qing Mu'er smiled sweetly, and everyone was speechless for a while. No one in the blood demon clan knew that the Fourth Elder doted on Qing Mu'er even more than Qing Haoran.
"Fourth elder, I feel that your strength seems to have greatly increased now, how many stars are you?" The elder in red was beside him, feeling the imposing manner of the fourth elder, he couldn't help interjecting.
"That's right, Fourth Grandpa, Mu'er also wants to know."
"Hehe, eight stars." The fourth elder replied casually.
The understatement of the Fourth Elder's words was even more shocking than the overwhelming aura.Although it is said that there is a nine-star Doudi in the Doudi Continent, since the ancient catastrophe, no one has seen it with his own eyes, and he has not even heard of his name.
The eight-star fighting emperors are naturally the peak powerhouses in the actual sense. They are rare, and there are only a handful of them, and all of them are the peak force of superpowers.Now that there is an eight-star fighting emperor in the blood demon clan, coupled with the blood demon order, it seems that the real unity of the demon clan is just around the corner, and the elders are excited for a while.
"Mu'er, was he bullying you just now?"
(End of this chapter)
Feng Shaobai roared, ignoring the soft whip close to him, and struck down with the chain hammer in his hand, simply and directly, hitting Qing Mu'er with a thousand catties, and knocking down ten tigers with one force.
Qing Mu'er quickened her pace again, got rid of Feng Shaobai, turned around, and the soft whip in her hand was as straight as a gun, and hit Huanglong straight.The tip of the whip is as fast as lightning, and the angle is extremely tricky.
Concerned about Qing Mu'er's identity, Feng Shaobai was restrained everywhere, fearful, unable to perform, not to mention how depressed he was.
In the middle of the field, there are many whip shadows, and the hammer wind is blowing. You come and go, and no one can do anything for a while.Under the stalemate, the people who watched the battle on both sides were anxious. This sword is ruthless, and it is inevitable that there will be a wrong hand. In case of any accident, they can't afford it. One is as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
After being entangled for a long time and having no choice but to do anything to the other party, Qing Muer became a little angry from embarrassment. In order to win the fruit of life and the sixth-grade medicine for Xiao Yan, she no longer cared about the relationship between the two clans, let alone thinking about bringing blood to the blood demon clan. No matter what kind of trouble comes, you are ready to wave and let everyone take action.
Qing Mu'er's impatient expression was seen by the elder in red, and he couldn't help being frightened.In the current situation, as long as Qing Mu'er gives an order, it will be a big scuffle, casualties will inevitably occur, and the good relationship between the two clans will completely collapse. What should I do?
Just when everyone was at a loss, at this moment, above the midair, there was a sound of breaking wind galloping towards.
People who can silently appear around them in the consciousness of themselves and others are definitely not idle people.Moreover, it is still unknown whether the visitor is an enemy or a friend, and the hearts of both sides are tense.
In an instant, an old man was seen standing in the air in a blood-red robe, with a halberd on his feet.The war halberd is two meters long, the blade of the halberd is shaped like a crescent moon, the whole body is dark, only the tip of the blade is blood red.The war halberd was facing the wind, whimpering continuously, if there were thousands of ghosts attached to the body of the halberd, it was definitely a top-quality weapon.
Compared with the top-quality battle halberd, the blood-red robed old man looked a little thin.The skin is reddish brown, curly beard, long eyebrows, and the hair that soars to the sky is even more vivid red.In the depths of the black pupils, it was like a mass of crimson flames burning fiercely, making people afraid to look at each other.
The old man stood there, exuding exuberant aura, boundless, dripping upwards, surrounded by ribbon-shaped magic mist, oppressing people to break out in cold sweat, almost suffocating.
As soon as the old man appeared, Qing Muer and Feng Shaobai who were fighting stopped involuntarily.
"Fourth Grandpa, you're finally back, you miss Mu'er to death." Qing Muer yelled coquettishly, and threw herself in front of the old man.
"Mu'er, come, let Fourth Grandpa take a good look. Tsk tsk, you look more youthful." When the old man saw Qing Mu'er, he smiled broadly, and his aura immediately dissipated without a trace.
The old man is the fourth elder of the Gorefiend clan. He has been hailed as a rare genius in the clan since he was a child. He is unruly by nature, likes to travel around, and his whereabouts are erratic. He has disappeared for nearly 2000 years, but he did not expect to appear here.
"I've met the Fourth Elder." The elder in red and the others were very excited to see the Fourth Elder, and stepped forward to greet him.
"Yeah, how are you all?" The Fourth Elder was also very happy to see everyone, but he never left Qing Mu'er's eyes, and everyone was sweating profusely with that unmistakable pampering.
"Fourth Grandpa, why are you here?" Qing Muer acted coquettishly, jumping happily like a ball of red flames.
"As soon as I stepped into Juxi City, I was about to go back to the Demon City, when I felt Mu'er's breath, so I came here quickly." The Fourth Elder was extraordinarily kind in front of Qing Muer.
"Fourth Grandpa treats Mu'er the best." Qing Mu'er smiled sweetly, and everyone was speechless for a while. No one in the blood demon clan knew that the Fourth Elder doted on Qing Mu'er even more than Qing Haoran.
"Fourth elder, I feel that your strength seems to have greatly increased now, how many stars are you?" The elder in red was beside him, feeling the imposing manner of the fourth elder, he couldn't help interjecting.
"That's right, Fourth Grandpa, Mu'er also wants to know."
"Hehe, eight stars." The fourth elder replied casually.
The understatement of the Fourth Elder's words was even more shocking than the overwhelming aura.Although it is said that there is a nine-star Doudi in the Doudi Continent, since the ancient catastrophe, no one has seen it with his own eyes, and he has not even heard of his name.
The eight-star fighting emperors are naturally the peak powerhouses in the actual sense. They are rare, and there are only a handful of them, and all of them are the peak force of superpowers.Now that there is an eight-star fighting emperor in the blood demon clan, coupled with the blood demon order, it seems that the real unity of the demon clan is just around the corner, and the elders are excited for a while.
"Mu'er, was he bullying you just now?"
(End of this chapter)
