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Chapter 200 Yan Bing

Rong Yu's reputation was established when Mu Xiu was very young. At that time, he had just joined the Wind Elephant Association, but the association did not pay much attention to him, and he was left alone due to negligence.

Mu Xiu was a person with no name, no status and no strength, but the Feng Xiang Society had so many enemies that they could go around the Feng Xiang Society several times, and Mu Xiu fell into the hands of these people.

These people also knew that arresting Mu Xiu would have no impact on Feng Xiang, and had no intention of threatening anything.

They planned to torture Mu Xiu to death directly.

Call them stupid, they do have some brains, but they are really not that smart.

After Feng Xianghui found out, he didn't even look for him and concluded that he was dead.

In the end, Mu Xiu returned to Feng Xianghui on his own, and those who captured him died miserably, and Rong Yu became famous for this.

Perhaps because of this incident, Feng Xianghui owed much to Mu Xiuduo, and later turned a blind eye to his affairs.

As the rain becomes heavier and heavier, the protective cover can no longer hold even a single breath and needs to be replaced at any time.

Ling Nianqing restrained her hands and feet, and the opponent became more and more skillful, and various destructive scenes continued one after another.

"No more, Ling Nian has basically no hope of winning."

"Mu Xiu defeated Ling Nianqing very well, but the arena is too small, so Ling Nianqing doesn't have much room to perform."

Even the talisman cannot be used, and if the area is large, there will always be places that Mu Xiu's meteorological power cannot cover, and Ling Nianqing's speed advantage is back.

However, Mu Xiu probably used this style of play because this was an arena match. Otherwise, he himself would not be able to bear the prolonged rain.

In fact, Mu Xiu's restraint on Ling Nianqing was greater than what the outside world saw. He couldn't use the gravity circle, and he couldn't get close to her and couldn't use any of her body-training techniques.

Although there are no restrictions on the ultimate move, it is obviously not suitable for use now, and she believes that Mu Xiu did not use his full strength.

But she didn't panic. She raised her hand, and the thorn bow appeared in her hand. The power of the spirit of speech poured into it, and the thorn arrow traveled against the wind without being affected by the surrounding environment at all.

In addition to the melting rain, there were strong winds that would suck away the power at the slightest contact, and snowstorms that would freeze her as soon as she came close. Mu Xiu even used sand and dust to stage a volcanic eruption.

At a glance, the place where Ling Nianqing was was filled with natural disasters, and the figures of people were all blurry.

"This is my first time seeing Ling Nianqing use this weapon. It seems that Mu Xiu put a lot of pressure on her."

"Isn't the point about the weapon in her hand? If I read it correctly, it is at least a seventh-level immortal weapon."

"Seventh level? Such a high level? I accidentally got a first-level immortal weapon some time ago and I was complacent for a long time. Now it seems that I am ignorant." He took it out now to explain that during the previous battle, Ling Nianqing

I kept it more than a little bit.

"But the arrow is useless. The one around Mu Xiu looks like rain, but it is actually ice. It is more powerful than melted rain. It is called Yan Bing. It can penetrate anything close to it and freeze from the place it penetrates.

Then if you touch it lightly with external force, it will break."

Because this consumes more power, even Mu Xiu only added a shield around himself, which was equivalent to a shield.

The thorn arrow flew past, and Mu Xiu didn't pay attention at first, until the arrow was already close to him.

He practiced the power of weather, but he could clearly feel that the power on the thorn arrow was superior, so that when he passed by Yan Bing, the power he carried was only 20% weaker, but it was enough to kill a person.

Just as the tip of the arrow was about to pierce Mu Xiu's body, a thin layer of ice appeared, blocking the fatal blow.

The power of the thorn arrow was finally exhausted by Yan Bing, and it fell to the ground.

"Hiss." Although the arrow was blocked, the force passed through the ice and entered his body, and he immediately felt that his bones were cracked.

But before he could move, he felt a chill on his neck.

"Are you still fighting?" Ling Nianqing's voice came next.

Mu Xiu turned his head and looked.

Their fight just now was even more intense than what outsiders saw, but this man's expression remained unchanged, and even his hair looked as if he had never experienced a fight. It was just that his face had a colder look that would keep strangers away, and he looked a little solemn.

kill.

In the cold white hand is a sword that looks extremely sharp. The handle is in the shape of a ring, surrounded by several broken crystals. In the middle is an angular thin piece of blue crystal, which becomes narrower as it goes outward, at the tip of the sword.

After harvesting to a certain point, the blue gradually becomes lighter, and the overall feeling is very gorgeous.

It makes the person holding the sword look a little less cold.

He raised his hands and said, "I lost."

To an outsider, it seemed that Yan Bing had fallen on the sword. It was just that the material of the sword was too special and was not penetrated. However, he could see clearly that Yan Bing disappeared before he even touched the sword. The power on it was as strong as

The one on the arrow just now is exactly the same.

When he finished speaking, the audience was filled with sighs.

"What happened? Just now I thought Ling Nianqing was about to lose, but why did Mu Xiu give in in the blink of an eye?"

"Obviously Mu Xiu has always had the advantage, but things have changed too quickly."

"This is a competition between strong men. Things change rapidly, but Ling Nianqing is still strong."

The young master of the Feng Xiang Society is no match for her.

"Not only the young master of Feng Xianghui, when she was on Jingyan Island, she also exchanged corpse coffin disciples. Xingwan knows that Ling Nianqing had not yet advanced at that time, but he directly destroyed Xingwan's puppet.

, Fortunately, Wan was also seriously injured, tsk tsk, it’s so miserable.”

But Xing Wan indeed deserved it. According to the information he received, if Xing Wan hadn't committed suicide and actively provoked him, the two of them would not have faced each other.

"Luckily, I can't beat her. Oh my god, doesn't that mean that among all the disciples of the seven major sects, she is the strongest?"

"I don't know the strongest one, but there must be some among the first few."

It is currently known that only Xingwan is the most advanced among the disciples of the Corpse Coffin Disciple, and it is not known who the strongest among the other sects are.

So Ling Nianqing’s ranking is unclear, but it won’t be low.

"Ah, no wonder I'm carrying a heavy burden. It turns out that someone is trying to calm down the years for me."

The two walked down from the ring, and Mu Xiu said while thinking about it: "The future was established seven hundred years ago. At first glance, this time may not sound special, but it was also that year when the alien souls disappeared."

"It's quite a coincidence." Mu Xiu smiled, "Then there are the future members. In fact, the only one operating outside is Shi Sheng. The rest are the subordinates recruited by Shi Sheng. At most, they are half of the future members.

I only know what Shi Sheng wants to do, but I don’t know the meaning of future existence.”

"That is to say," Ling Nianqing narrowed her eyes slightly, "were you trying to frame me with what you just said?" Five

It looked like she had said a lot, but in fact it meant nothing. The disappearance of the alien soul and the establishment of the future happened in the same year. Let her guess what is the connection between the two?

Where those disciples came from has nothing to do with Ling Nianqing.
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