Chapter 22 Don’t steal the head, turn spiritual energy into a horse

Mu Feifan was stunned.

I didn't expect it to cause such great destructive power.

"I just don't want to let that junior sister Wang go..." Mu Feifan said with a wry smile.

Now it seems that even a flying insect cannot escape, let alone Junior Sister Wang.

Within a radius of more than ten meters, they all became scorched earth, with slow green smoke emitting.

In other words, Mu Feifan has a deep spiritual power in his body, which can withstand the consumption of so many fire explosion techniques.

If it were an ordinary monk, he would have been drained long ago.

Click!

Then Mu Feifan threw Feng Xingcao into the storage bag.

"Little Grass, Xiao Grass, to celebrate your joining my storage bag, I set off a grand firework." Mu Feifan said.

Fengxingcao:...

I believe you, you are a bad old man.

Mu Feifan was still patrolling the battlefield to see if he could get the storage bags of the two of them.

But everything was blown to ashes.

"It has turned into ashes, and there is probably nothing valuable in the storage bag." He comforted himself.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from afar.

Listening to this sound, it seems that there are many people coming.

"I heard Junior Sister Wang's shout just now!"

“Just ahead!”

The person who came to see was a monk from the Great Ri Sect.

Each level is above the fourth level of Qi Refining Stage, with more than twenty people.

However, when they saw this terrifying disaster scene, they were all shocked.

Someone pointed to the ground and said to Mu Feifan: "You did this?"

"No, I'm just passing by." Mu Feifan said.

The other man immediately said at the top of his voice: "Senior Brother Liu, he is farting. Senior Brother Sun and Junior Sister Wang must have been blown to death by him!"

"Kill this kid!"

"Avenge two!"

Mu Feifan was speechless. Are people from this other world so bloodthirsty?

Do it if you disagree?

But this is good, at least it will reduce his guilt.

Mu Feifan smiled, spread his palms, and made an action to throw them out.

hiss!

More than 20 people across the street collectively shrank their necks and wanted to retreat.

When they saw the degree of damage on the ground, they had already labeled Mu Feifan as extremely dangerous.

Who knows what this kid has?

"Just fake moves." Mu Feifan said.

"Damn, this guy is fooling us!"

"Roar up and cut him into pieces!"

"Go, brothers!"

The gang of people shouted so loudly that no one came first.

A scorching aura began to gather in Mu Feifan's palm, and he smiled and said, "This time it's true."

More than 20 people immediately felt like they were facing a great enemy, their legs were tight and they were ready to retreat at any time.

Mu Feifan originally thought that a blazing fireball would spew out from his hand, but he didn't expect that with a sizzling sound, a ray of white smoke came out.

Damn it!

The spiritual power is exhausted!

Mu Feifan's face changed drastically.

He raised his head, but saw that the eyes of the person opposite him changed.

Everyone got up with bad intentions.

"Kill, brothers!" The hypocritical senior brother Wang drew out a long sword and rushed over first.

"Beat him to death!"

"Old Wang, don't compete with me for the first time!"

...

Mu Feifan ran away.

The people behind him were killed and they chased them relentlessly.

"Damn it!"

"I had known that I was not that real when I killed my junior sister, so I should have some spiritual power."

Mu Feifan ran and took out the porcelain bottle of Juqi Pills, and didn't care about anything else and stuffed it into his mouth.

Suddenly, the surging spiritual energy burst out in the mouth.

"No, you have to use the exercises to absorb them."

But now, there is no time to let him use his power.

Mu Feifan's breathing now is refreshing and energetic!

He now ran away while secretly exerting the Chaos and the Past and Desolate Achievements.

The irritable spiritual energy began to slowly wander in the meridians under the guidance of the martial arts.

Mu Feifan suddenly realized that running is like practicing, adjusting his breathing and performing rhythmic rhythms.

“Run out of style, run out of level!”

"High up your backbone and create brilliance!"

"Nothing is the best, only better!"

"Class 2nd Class in 3rd Year, climb bravely!"

He shouted out the slogan of his morning jogging in his class, and his legs swayed more steadily with the slogans.

"That kid is so weird, why are you running faster and faster?" Senior Brother Wang was so tired that he was panting.

"How do I know? I feel that I have not been more roads than I have today when I tried on the island for a month."

"Brothers, we are immortal cultivators. Can we have some plagiarism? It's too hard to run like this."

"Then why do you think there is a sideline?"

"At least we have to create a spirit-turned horse, and the galloping momentum of thousands of horses."

"I'll look for any spells that can transform into a horse when I go back!"

At this moment, Mu Feifan entered a wonderful state.

"Oh my God, I actually realized it!"

"It turns out that running can also be practiced!"

"I created my own running practice!"

He felt that the spiritual power in his dantian was gradually filling up, and he became stronger and stronger as he ran.

Mu Feifan suddenly turned around and smiled slightly at the more than 20 people behind him.

"That kid smiled so hard that he deserved to be beaten!" Senior Brother Wang said angrily.

Suddenly, he saw a fireball as big as a washbasin hit.

The first reaction was that this fireball was so big, like a big face plate.

boom!

The fireball burst and the air waves swept.

Senior Brother Wang left.
To be continued...