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Seeing his appearance, Hua Zhaoying frowned, and said again: "No, he is definitely not Huang Liu's Ling Shaoqing anymore."

Wan Muyan stared wide-eyed, watching the changes in the folding fan in Ling Shaoqing's hand. After closing and throwing the fan, the folding fan had already revealed different forms.

During the change of light and shadow, the fan finally shrank and landed on his hand.

The folded fan was like a short knife, and Ling Shaoqing stabbed forward lightly.

Suddenly, a stream of air surged up beside him, and those air streams formed thousands of air knives, stabbing towards his whole body.

Seeing this, the three members of Mu's family who were still surrounding him immediately turned around and ran away.

Mu Xueting soared into the clouds, avoiding the menacing air knife.

Mu Xuefang was closely pursued by the airflow, and at this moment, the doctor Kuros was oncoming.

Kuros was holding a few leaves in his hand, and suddenly appeared beside her. Before Mu Xuefang could react, Kuros put a leaf on her forehead.

Mu Xuefang couldn't move in an instant, she could only roll her eyes vigorously, trying to see the people beside her.

At the same time, the air knife behind him also stabbed up, knocking Mu Xuefang down.

Kuros put away the leaves in his hand, and soon saw Mu Yuhao running towards him.

He held the Thunderbolt Sword in his hand, his eyes were wide open, and with a wave of his big hand, the sword was about to strike him.

But before he could react, a strong air flow surged towards him in an instant.

Mu Yuhao was thrown aside.

Ling Shaoqing stood not far away, closed the fan that was open in his hand, and rested it on his chin, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"How is it? Are you okay?" Ling Shaoqing asked Kolos.

Kuros nodded, seeing the child's anxiety, he just smiled helplessly.

"You have to be careful." Ling Shaoqing said to Kuros.

Kuros nodded.

At this time, Mu Xueting, who had been soaring on the field, also fell from the clouds.

"Quite capable." Mu Xueting held Bai Xue in his hand and looked at Ling Shaoqing with a smile.

Ling Shaoqing smiled, playing with the folding fan in her hand.

"Is it worth the prize or the prize, or is it not as good as you, a green Taoist priest?"

But in fact, he is very confident that he can beat them.

This point, Mu Yan and Kuluos can see it just by looking at his face.

"It's not as good as having to try it before you know it."

As soon as the words fell, Mu Xueting raised the sharp sword in her hand, like a broken bamboo, she came to Ling Shaoqing two or three times.

Mu Xueting stared at him, his eyes were clear and full of killing intent.

Ling Shaoqing was not afraid at all, he opened the folding fan in his hand, turned it around, and then swiped in the direction of Mu Xueting.

In an instant, thousands of light knives flew out along the bones of his paper fan.

One can tell at a glance that those light knives are very sharp.

If it stabbed someone, it would rip the skin open.

Thinking of this, Wan Muyan subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her arm.

"Ling Shaoqing... all these tricks, did they really learn it in just two days?"

Hua Zhaoying was speechless.

Wan Muyan suddenly recalled what he said just now.

It suddenly dawned on me in an instant.

This is definitely not the level that a Taoist of the sixth level of Huang would have. Today's Ling Shaoqing may have already crossed the threshold of the sixth level of Huang.

"He should be now, he has already entered Huangqi."