Right now, surrounded by two extremely powerful men, it is impossible to escape.
Although Gan Jingyu was able to resist one person, he still couldn't get away as the other person stared at him.
How on earth can one escape?
Seeing the argument between the two people in front of him gradually heating up, Mu Yun's head started to spin.
At this moment, the fighting outside was getting more and more intense, and the people in Tongshen Pavilion suffered heavy losses.
After all, whether they are the disciples of the Shengdan Sect, the disciples of Tianxie Island, or the Green Shadow Blood Sect, all of them are strong, but Tongshen Pavilion is still a bit weak.
"We can't let this waste go on, otherwise they..."
Mu Yun gradually became anxious in his heart.
Buzz…
However, suddenly at this moment, Mu Yun felt a hot breath spreading from his chest. The heat waves were higher and higher, rising continuously in his chest.
"Purple seal?"
Seeing the purple light on the chest, Mu Yun was slightly startled.
What's happening here?
"There's no point in us arguing like this. There must be something weird about this kid. So, how about you join me to explore his soul lake?"
"Oh?" Jun Wuxie said in surprise.
"You don't know, there should be an extremely powerful magic weapon in his soul lake. If you and I work together to squeeze his soul lake, I don't believe that the magic weapon won't show up." Meng Yifan said calmly.
"good!"
The two stopped arguing again and looked at Mu Yun, who was sitting motionless on the ground.
"start!"
"Um!"
As soon as the words fell, Meng Yifan and Jun Wuxie made marks with both hands at the same time, and swept towards Mu Yun.
Only this time, they were preparing to oppress Mu Yun's Soul Lake. Faced with such methods, Mu Yun would never dare to be careless.
Phew…
Two piercing sounds flew out from between Mu Yun's sleeves.
The poison from the black centipede and the purple jade afterlife rushed towards the two masters Jun Wuxie and Meng Yifan in an instant.
"Damn it, this little brat has been playing tricks on us!"
"Damn it, I was actually fooled!"
Having to avoid the purple jade afterlife and the black centipede, the two of them immediately retreated. Meng Yifan split the black centipede in half with one palm, and Jun Wuxie's heart was bleeding as he watched.
He spent ten years of hard work feeding it, and it just died.
"Mu Yun, you are dead, you are dead!"
Seeing Mu Yun's figure disappearing into the vast night sky, Jun Wuxie suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted.
"Run? You can't escape from Nanyun City at all, and you can't escape from the palm of my hand, Jun Wuxie."
As he spoke, Jun Wuxie raised his hands, and fire filled the sky.
"Stop!" Seeing Jun Wuxie's move, Gan Jingyu's expression changed and he shouted hurriedly: "Jun Wuxie, this is the Nanyun Empire, not your Tianxie Island, stop it quickly."
"Old thing, I don't want to."
Jun Wuxie's face turned cold, and traces of blood gathered between his hands.
Those blood threads were extracted from the warriors who died in the previous battles. Gradually, the blood threads filled the air and continued to spread towards the surroundings.
"stop!"
"Master Gan, why are you angry? We just found Mu Yun and didn't kill innocent people!" Meng Yifan stepped forward and stopped Gan Jingyu with a smile on his face.
Although Jun Wuxie has a bad reputation in Tianyun Continent, he does have a lot of underhanded tricks.
Gan Jingyu was stopped, and the bloodshot threads on Jun Wuxie's fingertips formed a large net, spreading quickly.
"Come out!"
Jun Wuxie showed an evil smile on his face and pointed out.
boom……
Wherever his finger passed, there was an explosion, and a figure crawled out of the pile of corpses in a slightly embarrassed manner.
It’s Muyun!
"Want to hide? In front of me, Jun Wuxie, forget it!"
Looking at Mu Yun, Jun Wuxie sneered.
"Who said I had to hide!"
However, when looking at Jun Wuxie, Mu Yun smiled slightly, and that smile was full of conspiracy.
"Tianxie Island has an evil energy all over it. Jun Wuxie, if you want to kill me, it won't be that easy."
Click, click, click...
After Mu Yun finished speaking, a purple electric seal appeared on his hanging arm.
The purple electric seal was shining like the purple lotus demon fire in Mu Yun's body, but the crackling sound coming from it made people feel fearful.
"If you can take one of my moves, not to mention the Human Emperor Sutra, even my own treasures will be given to you, do you dare?"
"How dare you not!"
Jun Wuxie squeezed it with both hands and made a banging sound. She looked at Mu Yun with a calm expression.
"good!"
Mu Yun shouted: "If that's the case, then be prepared to take my slap!"
As he spoke, the purple electric seal in Mu Yun's hand shone brighter and brighter, and his entire left arm seemed to be given the life of lightning at this moment, with unrivaled violence.
Seeing Mu Yun rushing towards him, Jun Wuxie showed a trace of disdain in the corners of his eyes.
Forced answer? If Jun Wuxie is not stupid, he will not forcefully answer the question.
With his arms stretched out, Jun Wuxie's figure was like a ghost, and seven more figures appeared in an instant.
Those seven figures surrounded Mu Yun tightly, either laughing or making trouble. For a moment, it was impossible to tell which one was the real Jun Wuxie.
"Purple Lightning Seal!"
However, just as Mu Yun was at a loss, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to see Jun Wuxie's figure. With that feeling, Mu Yun directly printed out.
puff……
That seal hit Jun Wuxie's chest directly, making a crunching sound as the bones shattered, and Jun Wuxie spurted out a mouthful of blood.
He never dreamed that Mu Yun would be able to see him.
"Um?"
However, after the seal was made, Jun Wuxie's expression changed.
The mark on his chest, with the power of lightning, penetrated into his body bit by bit, and was further corroding his body.
"Damn it!"
Looking at Mu Yun fiercely, Jun Wuxie snorted: "Meng Yifan, you can play here by yourself, I won't accompany you anymore."
Jun Wuxie let out a loud cry, his figure flashed, and he walked away just like that.
gone?
Meng Yifan was stunned.
What happened? Jun Wuxie was injured by Mu Yun? How is this possible!
Seeing Jun Wuxie withdrawing, Meng Yifan immediately shouted: "Lu Kui, Xue Wushuang, you two will capture him!"
"yes!"
"Who dares to capture my grandson! I will cut off his limbs!"
However, as soon as Meng Yifan finished speaking, a sound like thunder echoed throughout Nanyun City.
"It's him!"
"He's not dead!"
"grandfather!"
After drinking this, a figure with gray hair stood in front of Mu Yun.
"Grandpa, where have you been?" Mu Yun said happily looking at Mu Dingtian.
He thought something unexpected would happen to Mu Dingtian, but now that he saw that Mu Dingtian was intact, he felt relieved.
On the other side, the man in black also bowed his hands to Mu Dingtian and remained silent.
"Hey, are the guys from Tianyun Continent great? You still want to capture my grandson, you are so great!" Looking at the crowd, Mu Dingtian shouted.
"Now, let's see who dares to come here to die!"
"Bloody words!"
Xue Wushuang's face turned cold and he stepped out.
He was originally at the tenth level of the divine realm. Although the precious Blood Soul Orb was destroyed, his own strength was still there.
Take one step forward and slap away with one palm.
The thick bloody palm prints were like life-threatening ghost claws, grabbing directly at Mu Dingtian.
"Get away!"
With a roar, Mu Dingtian stood on the spot with his hands behind him without even moving, and the bloody palm exploded an inch in front of his body.
It was as if there was this invisible protective film around Mu Dingtian.
"Fighting spirit!"
Seeing Mu Dingtian's actions, Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
The so-called fighting spirit, in some respects, is almost the same as sword intention and sword intention, but sword intention is aimed at the swordsman, and sword intention is aimed at the swordsman.
The fighting spirit can only be figured out by the precipitation and integration of warriors after thousands of tempers.
Mu Dingtian was able to comprehend the fighting spirit, which surprised Mu Yun. However, considering that Mu Dingtian spent all day at the bottom of the Leiyin Valley, he was meditating on martial arts and taking Black Heart Pills every day. This has been the case for more than 20 years.
His body had indeed reached a terrifying state.
"Fighting spirit!"
Seeing this scene, Meng Yifan's expression changed.
This small Nanyun Empire did not expect that such a big trouble would arise. A mere third-level psychic, Mu Yun, could make him miserable.
Now there is actually an extra grandpa.
And this grandpa seems to be very powerful!
"Haha... don't worry, grandson, grandpa is here, no one can hurt you!" Mu Dingtian laughed loudly and looked at everyone: "Which of you wants to come up, come on!"
Seeing that Xue Wushuang, who was at the 10th level of psychic power, was repelled by Mu Dingtian with one move, he was in such a state of embarrassment that no one dared to confront this person head-on.
Besides Meng Yifan, who can resist this person?
"You bastard, it's you!" Mu Dingtian pointed his finger at Meng Yifan and shouted: "You were the one who screamed the most cheerfully just now, so I'll start with you today."
After finishing his words, Mu Dingtian took a step forward and put his fist into his lower abdomen. Then suddenly, there was a banging sound and Mu Dingtian punched out.
boom……
This punch rushed out and formed an arched air flow barrier, blowing directly towards Meng Yifan.
"snort!"
Meng Yifan's eyes trembled, and he suddenly took out a glittering brush in his hand.
The brush is full of energy and sharp edges, giving people a domineering aura that can cut the world.
"Di Huang Brush!"
Meng Guangling's face lit up with joy, and when he saw his father taking out the Emperor's Pen, his morale was immediately boosted.
Both the Earth Emperor's Brush and the Human Emperor's Sutra are top-grade earth weapons, but he is not at a high level to exert the power of the top-grade earth tools, otherwise Mu Yun would have died long ago.
At this moment, when he saw his father taking out the Emperor's Brush, he wished that his father could kill Mu Yun with one stroke.
"Go away!"
As soon as the Dihuang Brush came out, Meng Yifan's face surged with fierce aura. Every stroke he drew was made with such a sharp edge that even the air he cut made a sizzling sound.
"Dihuang Brush..."
Mu Yun murmured slightly. The moment the local imperial pen appeared, the Zhu Xian Diagram trembled again, as if he was extremely eager.
"Be honest, you've swallowed the Human Emperor Sutra, and you're not satisfied yet?" Mu Yun scolded: "That Emperor's Brush is so sharp that grandpa may not be able to bear it, yet you still want to eat it!"
After hearing Mu Yun's words, Zhu Xian Tu gradually stabilized.
Just seeing every stroke of the Human Emperor's pen is full of unusual desire.
Meng Yifan stroked each stroke, and with each stroke, the surging murderous aura continued to envelope Mu Dingtian. (I owe three chapters yesterday, so I will update the first chapter)