Chapter 1288 The Mouth Is Cheap, Just Sew Your Mouth 3

Still, the Master is thoughtful.

Indeed, the ten needles of Yuanwei were thrown by Jun Mohuang, and the hand behind it was Yue Rong.

Being able to throw hidden weapons and hurt people under the eyes of the Sect Master, Elder Yu, and Elder Chu, the three powerful people in the Yuan Zong realm, is the result of Jun Mohuang's practice of pinching needles in water.

To achieve this effect, she doesn't even use supernatural powers.

Pinching needles in water is a micro-manipulation martial skill that directly triples the speed of Jun Mohuang's shot.

The aura fluctuations generated when the shot was also lowered, and the silver needles in the air told the fluctuations to move forward, suppressing them to a minimum.

So the moment she shot, to hit Yuan Wei's mouth, it was just a moment.

The time was too short for the Sect Master, Elder Chu and Elder Yu to notice.

They can only perceive a general direction.

It can make Yuanzong realm powerhouse unable to react for the first time, this is the real hidden weapon attack.

"Little Junior Sister, you can do what you did just now, is it because you practiced the needle in the water?"

The third senior brother quietly also secretly voiced and asked Jun Mohuang.

Jun Mohuang: "Yes."

"It's amazing, I thought Master's water clipping was just to improve hand speed, but I didn't expect it to have such an effect."

The three senior brothers looked surprised.

No, Master's hand looks so powerful, he must learn it!

"Hey, Yue Rong, don't be complacent here. The Peak Master told you that today she lost the bet between your precious disciple and the Peak Master! She will soon fall into the hands of the Peak Master! "

Yuanba pulled out the ten silver needles for Yuanwei, and looked at the ten mung bean-sized rice-grain holes on Yuanwei's upper and lower lips, his face turned from blue to black.

The people of the second peak are too vicious.

This is not an ordinary silver needle at all, but a three-edged needle with a barbed thorn and a bloodletting slot.

It looked as big as an embroidery needle, and it was especially painful to take out.

Those who dare to use this sinister thing to deal with his Yuanba, when Jun Mohuang falls into his hands, he will use more vicious methods to torture her!

Yuanba thought of this, his sinister eyes shot straight at Jun Mohuang.

"Master Yuan, it's good to be optimistic and confident, but it's a pity that excessive optimism and self-confidence is not a good thing."

Jun Mohuang's eyes were not afraid of Yuanba, his eyes were like a clear spring, and he looked at Yuanba calmly.

Yuanba: "Jun Mohuang, what do you mean?"

Jun Mohuang smiled softly: "What I mean is that you lost the bet between you and me."

"Hmph, it's impossible, little girl, it's you who loses, don't think that when you see you're going to lose, you're going to confuse right and wrong, trying to get away with it!"

Yuan Ba's sinister eyes were full of mockery, and he looked at Jun Mohuang as if he were looking at a fool.

"Jun Mohuang, Shuijing's spiritual roots are clearly under the care of your second peak. Not only did they not increase their production, but they didn't even have a single one in the past half month. Where do you have the shame and courage to say that you have won this peak master!"

As soon as he came today, Elder Yu gave him a wink.

Elder Yu's meaning is very clear. In the past two weeks, under the care of the second peak, not only did the water mirror spiritual root not increase in production, but not a single one.

The other four peak masters and disciples heard the conversation between the two, and they all turned their attention from taking the needle to the two.

The thoughts in their hearts are exactly the same as Yuanba.

With the strength of the people in the second peak, how could it be possible to increase the production of Shuijing Linggen?