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The Nine Burning Sky Sword appeared, and murderous intent emerged all over Mu Yun's body.
"Is this how you break your hamstring and hand tendon?"
Mu Yun held Ling Mingxuan's body in his left hand, puffed out his sword with his right hand, and four sword lights shot out directly at this moment.
Those four sword lights, at this moment, directly sealed Ling Mingxuan's hand tendons and hamstrings.
With a pop, Ling Mingxuan's body fell directly to the ground, unable to move.
"Woooo..."
Ling Mingxuan shed tears of pain at this moment, looked at Mu Yun and said: "You don't have to die well, you don't have to die well, Mu Yun, don't be proud, why do you think our spiritual realm chose the blood realm instead of you?
?”
"To tell you the truth, Xueyun comes from the God Realm. Behind him, there are the ten blood clans of the God Realm supporting him. Can you fight him? If I die today, you won't be able to survive!"
"I see……"
Mu Yun had a calm look in his eyes at this moment and said: "I finally understand why you are so cruel to my disciple!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Nine Burning Sky Sword was inserted directly into Ling Mingxuan's chest.
The nine breaths in Ling Mingxuan's body were constantly stirring his internal organs, but they refused to let him die.
Heart-rending screams sounded at this moment.
Ling Mingxuan's body was constantly trembling and roaring. The force entered his body and tortured him to the point where he could no longer speak.
"stop!"
At this moment, a shout suddenly sounded.
In the distance, a series of sounds broke through the air, and the auras of those figures were very powerful.
Looking carefully, it is Ling Qingtian, the master of Ling Pavilion, who is also the current leader of the Ling Realm.
Beside him, a group of senior officials from Ling Pavilion stood still.
Among those people, Mu Yun also found familiar faces.
Those were the guys who were at the top of Ling Pavilion when he was here.
"Ling Qingtian, you are here!"
Seeing Ling Qingtian, Lin Yu's sword rotated inside Ling Mingxuan's body, causing Ling Mingxuan to scream again and again.
"I said, stop!"
Ling Qingtian couldn't help but shouted at this moment.
"Heartache?"
Mu Yun looked at Ling Qingtian and said calmly: "If you are heartbroken, you should know how heartbroken I must be when I see my disciple!"
As soon as he said these words, Ling Qingtian's eyes fell on Ye Qiu beside him, and he was obviously stunned.
"Mu Yun, this is all a misunderstanding, please stop it first!"
"Misunderstanding? I only saw the miserable appearance of my disciple. Even if you have a great reason, I, Mu Yun, will not listen!"
Mu Yun sneered and said: "Ling Qingtian, you and I are both the top ten immortal kings. Of course, we were once. As the top ten immortal kings, how should we know what to do? Do you still deserve to be called the top ten immortal kings by doing this to the younger generation?"
"Muyun, stop first!"
Ling Qingtian always cared about his son and said: "I have asked my daughter to follow you, what else do you want?"
"Follow me? Haha..."
Mu Yun laughed loudly and said: "Master, did you come with me? You were forced to leave by your spiritual realm. Logically speaking, you have a number one alchemy immortal in your spiritual realm and one of the top ten immortal kings under his command.
You support it, but what have you done? It’s fine if you don’t support it. You have opposed me, Yun Meng, over and over again. Do you really think that on the surface you do nothing but do those disgusting things in private? I don’t know, do you?”
The more Mu Yun talked, the angrier he became.
He has never been able to resolve the grievances Meng Zimo suffered.
Today, let’s settle old and new grudges together.
"You let me go first, and I can help you heal Ye Qiu!" Ling Qingtian said at this moment: "You should know how serious your disciple's injury is!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Yun had a mocking expression in his eyes.
"Ling Qingtian, are you... so naive?"
"You must have forgotten that I, Mu Yun, am an Imperial Alchemist, right? I can naturally heal my disciple's injuries!"
"Then you can also break through his bloodline injuries, right?"
Just as Mu Yun finished speaking, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded at this moment.
The people behind Ling Qingtian made way for a passage, and a figure slowly walked out.
Seeing this person, Mu Yun's pupils narrowed.
"Bloodless!"
After speaking these three faint words, Mu Yun felt helpless in his eyes.
"Let me ask you, where is the Blood Owl?"
"You don't deserve to know where my ancestors are!" Xue Qingqing said coldly: "Mu Yun, have you awakened your pastoral blood talent? The blood trauma on Ye Qiu's body is the blood talent of my blood clan. Can you
Can it be solved?"
Xue Wuqing looked at Mu Yun with a touch of contempt in his eyes.
But upon hearing this, Mu Yun fell silent, his eyes fixed on Xue Qingwu.
"Why are you looking at me?"
"I'm wondering if you are still the same Xue Qing Wu you used to be. How did you, Xue Qing Wu and Xue Yi, father and son, end up like this?"
"Because we are from the blood clan, and you, Mu Yun, are from the herd clan. Am I right?"
Xue Qingqing sneered: "Your father planned and specially planned the Mu Immortal King for you. The identity of Mu Yun in this life also wants you to change your soul breath and take you back to the God Realm. No one can recognize you. You nine
No one knows the identity of Emperor Ming!"
"Then he will assist you as the young leader of the herdsmen, help you grow, unify the divine world, and wash away the shame of your herdsmen!"
"I have to say, Mu Yun, your father is really a talented man. If you can get along with him in such a way, there will be no other person in the entire God Realm. But my blood clan is second only to your pastoral clan after all.
Other gods don’t know, how can I, the blood clan, not know?”
"Some things, what you see are only a very small part. This vast world, the small world, the fairy world, the divine world, seem to be separated from each other forever, but in fact, they are closely related to each other, and you
what do you know?"
Every word of Xue Wuqing carries an aura of looking down on the world. Looking at Mu Yun, it's like looking at a little person. It's ridiculous and crazy!
"I do not know anything!"
Mu Yun said to himself and smiled bitterly: "I only know that Xue Xiao and I are brothers. I was very sad when he died, so I tried my best to compensate you and Xue Yi, but I didn't expect that everything was just a conspiracy.
That’s all!”
"The vampires really invested a lot of money and spent tens of thousands of years planning for me, Mu Yun!"
"ignorance!"
Xue Qingqing hummed: "What do you know now? It's just pitiful!"
"Yes, I am pitiful!"
Mu Yun laughed at himself and said: "I pitifully regard the blood owl as my good brother. I pitifully help you father and son and pass on my herdsman's immortal blood code to you. In turn, I receive endless ridicule from you!"
Mu Yun said, holding the Nine-Way Burning Heaven Sword in his hand. In the sword, crazy power swept across, and Ling Mingxuan's body exploded with crackles.
"Mingxuan!"
Seeing this scene, Ling Qingtian's eyes turned red. "I am very pitiful, but..."
Mu Yun suddenly raised his head, looked at Ling Qingtian and Xue Wuqing, and said indifferently: "You two should be more pitiful!"
"Xue Yi is dead and Xue is ruthless. You can only watch your son being killed by me. What can you do? Ling Mingxuan is dead, and you, Ling Qingtian, are among the top ten Immortal Kings. You have no rival under the Immortal Emperor. What can you do?
What can be done?”
Looking at the two of them, Mu Yun said in a light voice, "You can only watch!"
"Although I was blind and misjudged you, I can make up for the mistakes I made by just...killing you!"
After finishing his words, he waved his long sword and Mu Yun rushed directly towards the two of them.
Ling Qingtian was so angry at this moment that he had already lost his mind. How could he not be angry as he watched his son being killed in front of him?
However, Mu Yun's target was not him at all.
"Colossus Puppet, kill!"
In an instant, the giant puppet appeared in front of Mu Yun, roaring and galloping towards Ling Qingtian.
As one of the top ten Immortal Kings, Ling Qingtian's attacks are very domineering.
However, no matter how domineering he is, Mu Yun still believes that the Colossus Puppet can definitely resist!
And what he wants to kill and what he wants to deal with is ruthless blood!
At this moment, when he saw Mu Yun killing him, Xue Wuqing's face was calm, without any fear.
A death sickle suddenly appeared in his hand.
The sickle was three meters long, with a blade as wide as a palm. It exuded a faint cold light and stretched out nearly half a meter across.
"Mu Yun, do you still think that I, Xue Wuwu, am the same Xue Wuwu who once respectfully called you Senior Mu?"
"I'll show you how powerful my bloodline is!"
Ye Qingqing held the Death Scythe tightly with both hands. Looking carefully, the Death Scythe fit perfectly with Xue Qingwu. It was obvious that it was also an emperor-level immortal weapon.
The two figures suddenly collided, and a hissing sound sounded in the air.
Suddenly, both figures retreated violently.
"Half-Emperor Realm!"
"Half-Emperor Realm!"
Almost at the same time, Mu Yun and Xue Wuqing both exclaimed and looked at each other.
"I didn't expect you to reach the half-emperor realm from a second-rate immortal king so quickly!" Xue Qingwu was surprised and said calmly: "It seems that I still underestimate you!"
"I didn't expect that you, who used to be so harmonious, would look like this now!"
He is ruthless and different from all the enemies he has dealt with.
Now Mu Yun is almost certain that Xue Qingqing is a member of the divine clan.
What is even more certain is that Xueyun’s identity is not simple, the Blood Owl is not dead, and even...Xueyun may be the Blood Owl!
But no matter how he was judged, Xue Qingqing definitely belonged to the vampire clan, and he most likely had awakened his bloodline talent.
The Vampire Clan is the most powerful existence in the God Clan after the Shepherd Clan.
What is his bloodline talent?
Mu Yun didn't want to ask Gui Yi or his grandfather Mu Fengchen at this moment.
No matter what kind of blood talent it is, today, if the blood is ruthless, you will die!
The Nine Burning Sky Sword was swung out directly at this moment, and the powerful swordsmanship was enveloped layer by layer at this moment.
The aura of madness spread, and at this moment, Mu Yun, the surrounding areas, erupted one stronger than the other.
And at this moment, Bloodless is even more so.
The two figures collided completely, one sword and one sickle, light flashed. They completely fought together...