Chapter 1127 2.563 Miss Qiao Is Insane! (Reward Plus More)

"Bitch, let you leave me with nothing in the secret realm."

"Boom!" Without seeing how Qiao Mu moved, that kick had already kicked hard on Dou Fengchi's belly.

Dou Fengchi didn't even get close to a corner of her clothes, he was already kicked out quickly, and hit a nearby short tree heavily, his internal organs were seriously injured and spewed blood.

Everyone was shocked, and they all looked at Qiao Mu with the expression of looking at the monster.

Dou Fengchi is an eighth-level profound master after all, but he can't even handle a move in the hands of the crown princess? Why! It's not that Dou Fengchi is too weak, but that the Crown Princess is too strong!

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for a few days, the crown princess's cultivation level has skyrocketed to such an extent!

Qiao Mu suddenly moved at this moment, like a jade sculpture killing Buddha, he shot straight at the two disciples of the Dou family who were standing in front of him.

There were two "clicks, clicks", and before the two disciples of the Dou family even came back to their senses, their heads were slightly tilted and hung in Qiao Mu's hands.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Mu Zhilan yelled in horror.

Seeing the eyes turn to him, the ice-like eyeballs locked on his tree, he couldn't help screaming in shock and fear.

The terrifying and cold eyes looked like a killing machine, completely devoid of humanity.

Qin Xuan has already seen the strangeness of Qiao Mu. She is usually cold and paralyzed, but she will never be like this.

Could it be that he has become obsessed with his practice?

Qin Xuan was startled, and rushed towards the tree.

Yang Fengyan screamed behind him, "Cousin, what are you doing in the past! Cousin, that woman is a lunatic."

"How are you, Xiaobao, slow down first..." Qin Xuan just said, and saw the little girl across from her punching her in the chest.

This punch clearly has the strength of the thirteenth level of cultivation, and when it is punched, the clothes around Qin Xuan's body are blown back by a strong air current.

He couldn't take it hard and didn't want to fight back, so he could only dodge it with a swoop.

"Cousin!" Yang Fengyan let out a dying scream.

Qiao Mu's cold eyes flicked towards her.

Yang Fengyan paired Shang Qiaomu's extremely cold eyes, like duck paper whose voice had been cut off, and the screaming stopped abruptly.

What a terrifying look, are those the eyes that humans can have?

Qiao Mu clearly looked like a moving jade sculpture, or a jade sculpture full of terror that would kill at any time. After rushing into the crowd, he took the lives of several disciples within two strokes.

"Everyone, disperse!" Second Young Master Dou shouted in shock, "Ms. Qiao must have gone mad because of her practice! Now she is probably delirious and can't recognize us. Don't fight her hard, everyone disperse, don't move. , don't move!"

Hearing this, all the disciples present slowed down their pace one after another, stood still with stiff figures, and subconsciously slowed down their breathing.

Qiao Mu's footsteps moved slightly, slowly passing by among the scattered disciples.

When he came to a disciple who was standing still with his eyes wide open, Ben Ben walked over.

That disciple suddenly punched her in the back of the head, "Go to hell."

Second Young Master Dou's pupils shrank slightly.

But seeing Qiao Mu turning around suddenly, he also punched backwards, and his white and tender little hand directly collided with the disciple's fist.

The fist wind swept up the disciple's arm, and suddenly smashed one of the disciple's arm bones into powder.