Super NPC system

Chapter 39: Besieged by the sect

Hearing Mu Qingcheng's undisguised words, one of the followers, a timid monk who was only at the second level of Qi training, hesitated, turned and left.

The world of monks is like this, the weak prey on the strong, in order to compete for treasures, you can do things without reason at all, big fists are the iron law, I have the ability, I am stronger than you, if you kill you, you can only think that you deserve it.

Mu Qingcheng's experience with the monk world is to compare ruthlessness, strength, and influence.

"Boy, since you found out, then you should know what to do. Hurry up and obediently hand over everything on your body." They all pointed it out directly, and there was no point in hiding any more. A few stalkers showed their signs, Surrounded up.

"Chao-boy, you ate the Qi Condensing Pill!" Among them, a tall and thin monk who seemed to be the leader said angrily after checking Mu Qingcheng's cultivation.

Mu Qingcheng couldn't help showing a hint of a smile, "Damn it, don't eat it and keep it, you think I'm 2B! I'm super—"

After speaking, Mu Qingcheng put on the pair of golden gloves that he had exchanged for.

A few stalkers were in a commotion. This kid has taken the panacea, his cultivation base has been greatly improved, and he has high-level magical weapons, so he is not easy to deal with!

"Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic, this kid has taken the spirit pill, although his cultivation base has increased, but now he is still at the sixth level of Qi training, I am at the seventh level of Qi training! Even if he has a high-level magic weapon, The few of us went up together and killed him, you think all the good things on him are ours." Seeing the turmoil in the hearts of the people, the tall and thin monk hurriedly comforted and lured him.

When Mu Qingcheng looked at the other party, the tall and thin monk was at the seventh level of Qi training, and the other four, one at the fourth level of Qi training, two at the third level of Qi training, and even one at the second level of Qi training.

"Damn it! Those on the second floor of Qi practice dare to come and rob me, I'm super—" Mu Qingcheng rolled his eyes, these 2Bs were nothing to worry about, what made him angry and ridiculous was that the buddies on the second floor came to join him What a buzz.

Mu Qingcheng swung his arm and took the lead, rushing forward and throwing "Meteor Fist" indiscriminately.

"Super—you dare to do it." "Hit, kill this kid."

"Nimma, let's go together."

The five monks who wanted to seek wealth and kill were attacked first by Mu Qingcheng. After a moment of surprise, they all reacted and clamored to destroy Mu Qingcheng.

Bang bang bang bang bang!
Mu Qingcheng instantly punched five people with dozens of punches. Each punch of Meteor Fist is extremely powerful. After practicing to a high level, each punch has the power of a meteor. Meteors, meteors, meteors, it was really a fierce word at that time, no one could stop it at all.

Although Mu Qingcheng has only cultivated to the superficial level now, and he is far from being able to use the power of meteors, but within the same level, he is already invincible.

"I am so--how is this kid so strong! My arm is numb from the beating." The tall and thin monk looked at Mu Qingcheng in horror, his hands still felt a little numb.

The others were even more unbearable, and they were directly injured.

"Ah——" The buddy on the second floor of Qi training even had an arm blown away by Mu Qingcheng's punch.

"Hey!" Mu Qingcheng smiled darkly, "I'm super--I told you to come and rob me, and I called you short-sighted things, I..."

Every time he said a word, Mu Qingcheng punched out a punch, and his mighty posture forced everyone to retreat again and again, crying for their father and mother.

Bang——Mu Qingcheng directly punched the head of the buddy on the second floor of Qi training, his ferocious aura shocked the audience.

"Wow!" The three monks who were lower than Mu Qingcheng's realm were so frightened that they fled the scene in a hurry, avoiding Mu Qingcheng, the devil.The cooperation between the four of them was completely out of order.

Mu Qingcheng grinned, naturally he would not let go of this good opportunity, first rushed to a monk on the third floor, and gradually eliminated them.

"Forgive me—" the monk on the third floor yelled in horror, raising his hands to beg for mercy like an ordinary person.

"Rao Nima—" Without saying a word, Mu Qingcheng punched him and killed another person.

The rest of the monks were even more frightened, this kid was simply a murderer.

The tall and thin monk saw the situation clearly and wanted to organize everyone to fight together, so as not to be killed by Mu Qingcheng one by one. Unfortunately, everyone was scared out of their wits. How could they listen to him and stay to die.

In the end, Mu Qingcheng caught up with them one by one, and they all exploded with punches, killing them on the spot.

"Damn it, aren't you going to rob Lao Tzu? Aren't you awesome at the seventh level of Qi training? Continue to talk to Lao Tzu!" Only the tall and thin monks were left, and Mu Qingcheng was not in a hurry.

"Boy, I admit that this time I was planted. I didn't expect that you still have such strong strength, but you are still only at the sixth level of Qi training. If you want to kill me, I am afraid that you are still close." He has experienced a lot at the lower level, and has seen Mu Qingcheng's brutal methods. Even if he is the only one left now, he is still not scared and at a loss.

"Chao—so much nonsense, I killed you, and I have no chance for you to be a ghost."

Mu Qingcheng is not a good man and a believer in women. For the enemy, all he can do is to kill the grass and roots, without leaving a trace of trouble, so that the other party will not even have the chance to seek revenge from him.

Bang bang bang!
After more than a dozen rounds, Mu Qingcheng patted the dust off his hands, put away the golden gloves, left a mess behind him, and took advantage of the moonlight to rush on his way overnight.

After killing these people, the system judged that the task was completed at 90%, and rewarded generous rewards. The realm was finally full, and the warm current flashed. Mu Qingcheng knew that he was now at the seventh level of Qi training. All the extra experience points were spent on the cultivation of Meteor Fist. Although he hadn't advanced to "Thousand Weight Meteor Fist", Mu Qingcheng felt that the power of each punch was much more powerful than before.

The next day, a monk on the second floor of Qi training in a restaurant was eating and drinking, when he heard someone talking about the corpses of several headless monks outside, and some half of their bodies were smashed to pieces. His face was pale, and the hand holding the chopsticks trembled uncontrollably.Quietly wiped off the cold sweat, but luckily turned back by himself.

After rushing for three days, Mu Qingcheng finally came back to Yuanzong Mountain Gate.

Standing in front of the mountain gate, Mu Qingcheng adjusted his posture slightly, and strode back to the outer gate. Nima, I'm here. If you want to trouble me, just come.

Mu Qingcheng went all the way back, met several outer disciples, and avoided him one after another, as if bumping into a plague god.

"Damn, don't ask me for anything in the future." Mu Qingcheng cursed, and he knew what was going on with his toes for this group of powerful villains.

Tread Tat Tat!step step step step...

Obviously, someone went to report the news. Not long after Mu Qingcheng had left, a group of outer sect disciples came running in small steps and surrounded Mu Qingcheng, blocking the front and back roads. The standard flying sword that came with it was aimed at Mu Qingcheng.

"Super—I was surrounded by the sect! Do these bastards still have the king's law? Are those direct disciples really covering the sky with their hands in the sect? Is the Nima sect just for eating shit? Don’t care about such things.”

Mu Qingcheng was really disappointed. He originally thought that in the sect, they only dared to play tricks secretly, but he didn't expect that the sect allowed them to bully other disciples like this, and they didn't care about it. Such a sect might as well eat shit.

Since the sect doesn't care, then kill yourself, kill all these disciples, kill all those who plotted against him, and kill all those high-ranking bastards.Kill, kill, kill them with one punch.

Mu Qingcheng was full of murderous aura, he resented, resented the injustice and ruthlessness of the sect, he was angry, angry at these ruthless, groveling, inhuman monks, he mocked, mocked himself for being blind, and mocked those mortals for worshiping these inhuman monk.

"I'm super Nima - whoever blocks me will die." Mu Qingcheng put on the golden gloves, grabbed the poisonous fruit that had been kept before and crushed it in his hands.

The breath was violent, and when he punched out, the wind of the fist was full of miasma of poisonous fruit.

"Fuck! This kid is crazy."

"His fist wind is poisonous—" "Ah! I'm poisoned."

"Nimma, kill quickly, kill this kid."

Mu Qingcheng smiled cruelly, I want you to be buried with him.Jade Peak——

The damage to the magic weapon of Yushifeng has become serious again, the leaking aura has become stronger, and its shape has now grown to the size of a millstone.Being held in Mu Qingcheng's hands and smashed into the crowd, it really hurts if you rub it, and kills anyone who touches it.

(End of this chapter)