In mid-air, the young man in brocade clothes still stood proudly.
However, his steps were taken back dozens of feet.
And this moment.
Mu Yun also came to Miaotong and said, "Go and take care of the thank you book. He left it to me."
"Thank you, Qu Miaotong!"
Miss Miaotong held up her hands and continued: "This son is the prince of the Tianluo Dynasty, one of the six Yuan mansions. He is full of golden energy. Please be careful."
"Um."
Qu Miaotong's figure flashed and left the place.
Mu Yun exhaled slightly, and his mind was filled with the big moon.
Qu Miaotong! He is young and the Taoist Heavenly Lord. Is this... the Qu family from the ancient domain?
Shaking his head to dispel what he had just seen, Mu Yun looked at the young man in brocade clothes standing opposite.
"You dare to interfere with my affairs?"
The young man frowned.
"How dare you hurt my friend?"
Mu Yun frowned, trying to follow suit.
"You..." The young man didn't understand that Mu Yun was teasing him.
"Do you know who I am?"
"It seems to be the prince of Tianluo God Dynasty?
Luo...what Liang?"
"I know you still dare to take action. It seems that you are really not afraid of death."
After hearing these words, Mu Yun clenched his palms, and the power of the Taoist government gathered, and the terrifying evil spirit suddenly erupted.
Lai Lai Lai Lai! Annoying! Boom... the Great Compassion Palm strikes out again.
The terrifying palm force fell from the sky and hit Luo Wenliang.
Luo Wenliang snorted coldly, pushed out with both hands, and the energy around him roared, turning into a dragon watered with gold, and rushed straight towards Mu Yun.
Bang bang bang...the explosion resounded between heaven and earth.
Qu Miaotong, who left, appeared next to Xie Shushu and Old Calabash.
Seeing Qu Miaotong's arrival, Old Man Calabash moved the pink bamboo umbrella away and quietly took two steps back.
Now that Xie Shushu's concubines are here, he won't get involved.
Qu Miaotong gently picked up Xie Shushu's head and pillowed it on his arm.
Xie Shushu tilted his head and suddenly felt a little suffocated.
"Miaotong..." Xie Shushu muttered, "You're holding me back..." After hearing this, Qu Miaotong blushed and hurriedly straightened Xie Shushu's head.
On the side, Old Man Calabash took a few steps back again.
Ma De! Isn't this exciting? Qu Miaotong looked into the distance and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Shu Shu, who is he?"
"Mu Yun."
Xie Shushu immediately laughed and said: "My good brother, I met during the trial before. He is a very nice person and is very loyal."
"Originally, this time, I thought about entering this place with my father and asking Brother Mu to come with me. If I am safe, he will be safe. But who knows, in the end, the space in this broken place is superimposed and jumped, and everyone is separated. As a result, I
I was saved by him again..." Qu Miaotong looked at Xie Shushu with a distressed look on his face, and then looked away.
"Three Taoist mansions..." Qu Miaotong said immediately: "Luo Wenliang opened six Taoist mansions, but he only opened three. I'm afraid he is no match for Luo Wenliang."
"I'll help him!"
When Mu Yun took action just now, she thought Mu Yun and Luo Wenliang were not much different.
But right now, the gap between the three Taoist mansions is huge.
The realm of the Taoist Heavenly King.
In the first two levels, there are one Dao Palace to twenty Dao Palaces. If the difference between the two is two or three Dao Palaces, then the difference in strength is huge.
If it is a subsequent realm level, such as eighty-eight Taoist mansions and ninety Taoist mansions, the gap will not be that big.
When the number of Taoist mansions increases, if there is only one or two Taoist mansions missing, the strength gap can be completely made up by Taoist tactics and Taoist weapons.
But at first, the number of Taoist palaces was small, and the difference between one and one was the difference between a level of power explosion.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, there's no need, no need, no need, no need, no need, no need to do that,"" Old Man Calabash said with a smile, "Brother Mu Yun, he's very powerful. He's only three Taoist houses apart. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..." "Senior, Luo Wenliang is the God of Tianluo.
The prince of the dynasty."
Tianluo Dynasty! Gold level power.
Luo Wenliang has been taught by people in the Dao Heart Emperor Realm since he was a child.
Knowledge, practice, and killing are all top-notch.
Old Man Calabash looked at Xie Shushu and said, "Isn't he your good brother?
Do you think he is Luo Wenliang’s opponent?”
Xie Shushu looked into the distance, thinking of everything he had spent with Mu Yun over the years, and immediately said with certainty: "Luo Wenliang, that's nothing."
After saying these words, Qu Miaotong on the side looked startled.
In mid-air, the two of them were fighting, and a fierce battle broke out.
Mu Yun holds the Immovable King Ming Sword.
This sword is a weapon of the king! Now that Mu Yun has reached the realm of the Taoist Heavenly Lord, he is finally able to control this sword with 100% proficiency.
The terrifying fluctuations in Dao power swept across a radius of more than ten miles.
Luo Wenliang was shocked to find that this young man, who had three Taoist houses less than him, was not only aggressive and domineering, but the power of his attacks actually weakened a lot as he approached the opponent.
"What is your Tao Qi?"
Luo Wenliang was puzzled.
Why did his attack on Mu Yun always lose some power in the end?
"you guess?"
Mu Yun could not hold the King Ming Sword in his hand, and there was a buzzing sound on the sword.
Wufang swordsmanship.
The sword is like a dragon, an eagle, or a tiger, and its moves are ever-changing. Each sword brings great oppression to Luo Wenliang.
Within ten years, Mu Yun arrived at the Taoist Tianjun and studied the Wuwu Sword Technique.
Although Xiao's nerves are troubled.
However, this swordsmanship is highly respected, and every time Mu Yun practices it, Xiao Shen will give him guidance.
Heart-to-heart advice! It seems that Xiao Ningren just wants Mu Yun to master this swordsmanship completely and explode.
Mu Yun was completely confused at first about this kind of sword technique with no fixed moves.
But later... he gradually understood the mystery of Wuwu Sword Technique.
The moves are not fixed.
The meaning of the sword move is fixed.
The basics of animal behavior! Like an eagle, when fighting prey, the power of the eagle's claws will gradually change. Each time it swoops down, the posture will have a different focus.
The same goes for turning into a sword.
The opponent's defensive attacks are different, and the sword's attack moves also change.
At first, Mu Yun was completely confused about Bei, and he really felt that Wuwu Sword Technique was just a fool's errand.
But after gradually understanding the secret... it smells so good! Luo Wenliang, who was fighting against Mu Yun, gradually became ugly.
Killing with one move after another.
Mu Yun's attacks were all resisting his domineering attacks.
This boy is a swordsman with a heart of swordsmanship! The swordsmanship he performs is very weird.
But the weirdest thing is this guy's Tao Qi.
Seems to weaken his attacks.
Why?
Rowan's conscience was angry.
"Great Compassion Palm!"
Between heaven and earth, a palm fell.
Terrifying palm prints fell from the sky.
Boom...Luo Wenliang's body fell back.
But at this moment, Mu Yun's figure came towards him from the diagonal stab, and stabbed out with his sword.
The sword is like a python, extremely fast, not to mention sharp.
Bang!!! The sword energy struck the surface of Luo Wenliang's body, and the protective armor prevented the tip of the sword from sinking into Luo Wenliang's body.
But... the concussive power of the sword energy forced Luo Wenliang back hundreds of feet, and a cunning force penetrated into Luo Wenliang's body, causing Luo Wenliang's face to turn pale and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Yun's body appeared again, like a ferocious wolf, jumping up, holding a sword in both hands, and chopped it down directly.
The sword energy was like a wolf's claw, rushing towards Luo Wenliang...