The Sun and Moon Divine Sword slashed the general and devoured Xiao Chaojian's figure.
The power of the Thunder Emperor's staff unleashed a roar of thunder, forcing Nangong Yin to retreat.
At this time, it was obvious that the two of them were no match for Mu Yun.
When the light of the Sun-Moon Divine Sword gradually receded, on the ground, Xiao Chaojian's body smashed into the depths, and wolf smoke billowed.
At this moment, Mu Yun dropped his driving sword.
High in the sky, Nangong Yin's body was even more embarrassed, being forced and suppressed by the thunder dragon.
Mu Yun raised his sword and came out, looked at the position of Xiao Chaojian, and said indifferently: "If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"
After Mu Yun finished speaking, the light of the Tianque Divine Sword instantly rose, and the sword energy soared into the sky, gathering into the body of a divine dragon.
Those sword energy rushed out towards Xiao Chaojian's position, and was about to engulf Xiao Chaojian directly.
Buzz... But at this moment, the void trembled slightly, Xiao Chaojian fell out of the deep pit, and a figure suddenly appeared.
White clothes and white hair, chic and free.
The moment the figure appeared, with a flick of his finger, the sword energy collapsed, then shattered and dissipated between heaven and earth.
The young man in white clothes and white hair raised his hand, and Xiao Chaojian's body was lifted up from the deep pit.
Di Mingzhe! At this time, Xiao Chaojian's body was bursting with flesh and blood, and his soul was crumbling.
The seventh form of Muyun Bahuang Sword Technique's Sun and Moon Sword Slash, with its killing and attacking aura, is definitely the best.
At this time, Di Mingzhe sighed slightly when he saw Xiao Chaojian's body was in a state of utter confusion and his breath was weak.
Xiao Chaojian was held by Di Mingzhe, and he said with an ugly face: "Thank you very much."
"No need to thank me."
Di Mingzhe looked at Xiao Chaojian and said calmly: "You are such a waste, you can't even force out his true identity. It's better to be dead than alive."
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Chaojian's expression changed.
Di Mingzhe is the most outstanding and mysterious among Di Tengfei's descendants, but Di Mingzhe is the son of the Emperor of Heaven after all, and Xiao Chaojian is the leader of the Xiao clan! "Don't accept it?"
Di Mingzhe lifted Xiao Chaojian's body, gently grasped Xiao Chaojian's neck with his palm, and said: "For a waste like you, it's better to just die. No wonder Feihuang Shenzong has invested so much in Xiaoyao Holy Ruins in recent years, but the return has been poor.
As weak as you are, it is impossible for the Ye Clan of Xiaoyao Shengxu to be destroyed."
The strength of his palms gradually increased, and Xiao Chaojian's body gradually stiffened.
"You..." "Trash, you should die."
Di Mingzhe said again: "If you don't want to let go, I'll send you to die. As for Mu Yun... I'll kill him!"
At this moment, Xiao Chaojian realized that Di Mingzhe really wanted to kill him.
However, he was severely injured by Mu Yun. At this moment, he had no power to parry or resist.
That hand firmly grasped his neck, preventing him from moving.
Click, click, click... until finally, Xiao Chaojian was strangled to death by Di Mingzhe without any resistance.
When Nangong Yin, who was not far away, saw this scene, his face turned pale.
"Di Mingzhe, what are you doing?"
Nangong Yin shouted.
"If you dare to make any noise again, I'll kill you too!"
Di Mingzhe glanced at it and said calmly.
Immediately, Di Mingzhe continued: "That woman was severely injured by me. Go and kill her. Mu Yun is left to me. If you can't kill her, then I will kill Mu Yun and then kill her and you."
..." Nangong Yin's expression changed.
At this time, Mu Yun was even more shocked.
Yan Tingyu was severely injured?
He didn't even feel Yan Tingyu's breath fluctuation.
Moreover, he clearly remembered that Yan Tingyu was extremely good at the formation. In the battle of Xiaoyao Holy Ruins, Yan Tingyu took action to resist a quasi-emperor.
But now...this Di Mingzhe is a quasi-emperor! But even so, Yan Tingyu cannot be defeated so miserably! Mu Yun raised his sword and looked at Di Mingzhe, who was a hundred feet away in front of him.
At this time, Xiao Chaojian's body had been thrown aside by Di Mingzhe and ignored.
Di Mingzhe has white hair and white clothes. He is spotless and has an unparalleled temperament. He gives people a very mysterious feeling.
"Quasi Emperor?"
"Um."
"awesome."
"Concession!"
After the two said a few simple words, they fell silent.
Di Mingzhe broke the calm and said again: "I originally thought that Chu Fanyuan, Xiao Chaojian, and Nangong Yin could force you to let me see what confidence you have, but I didn't expect that these three losers..." "I was really waiting.
"I'm just bored, and I want you to kill the three of them quickly, but your speed is too slow..." Mu Yun smiled and said: "After all, I am only at the tenth level of the Sealed Heaven Realm."
Di Mingzhe was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Grandpa often told me that if you only use your low level as an excuse, then the enemy will not care about your level, and they will kill you if they can."
"Your grandpa is right, I think so too."
Di Mingzhe is the son of the Eighth Heavenly Emperor Teng Fei.
There is very little news about this boy. Mu Yun has only heard of it. When Emperor Mingzhe was young, he was very talented and he was considered one of the most powerful among the children of the Imperial clan. But later, he disappeared from the world of Canglan.
The news is very strange.
Di Mingzhe continued: "When you entered Cang Emperor's palace this time, you should have gotten a lot of things from Cang Emperor. I think your strength should have greatly increased. I begged grandpa for a long time before he allowed me to come back and fight with you."
"Although I am at the quasi-emperor level and you are only at the tenth level, I feel that I am not bullying you."
"Over the years, I have been practicing with my grandfather. What I have seen and learned is no better than that of my father."
"Mu Yun, this world is bigger than you and I can imagine. The end of the martial arts path is too long. I don't regard you as a must-kill opponent, but I want to kill you to prove my talent.
and strength!”
Di Mingzhe then smiled and said: "The world only knows my grandfather Di Ming, and the nine heavenly emperors, but they don't know that the descendants of the Di family other than the nine heavenly emperors are not trash raised in a golden spoon!"
From Di Mingzhe's words, it was not difficult for Mu Yun to hear other meanings.
Di Mingzhe had disappeared for so many years, and he should have been practicing with Di Ming.
As for where he went and how much he knew about the prehistoric times, Mu Yun had no idea.
But obviously, this time, Di Mingzhe came for him.
Mu Yun smiled at this time and said, "What a pity."
"What's the pity?"
"I think my sons and daughters will surely soar into the sky in the future and become the unrivaled pride of heaven. Unfortunately, they are still young and cannot compete with the descendants of the Imperial Clan. After all, they are not of the same era."
Di Mingzhe laughed and said slowly: "Even if there is no chance..." "Because today, I will kill you. If you die, your father will not be able to support the overall situation, and your children will definitely die."
"So, I can't die, but you can die. After all, the Imperial Clan is missing you."
The light of Tianque Divine Sword condensed at this moment, and a sharp buzzing sound resounded instantly.
Di Mingzhe looked at Mu Yun and said again: "The world you and I have seen are different. Mu Yun, you can't defeat me because our minds are different."