Time flies, and Wan Jian Guizong becomes sharper and more powerful under Zhu Tianpeng's control.
The expression of Holy Son Mu Zong was getting more and more ugly at this moment. While his whole body was trembling slightly, he kept waving the long knife in his hand and yelled: "You bastard, break it for me!"
The next second, a piece of dead wood flew out from between the eyebrows of Holy Son Mu Zong.
Buzz——
The buzzing sound resounded, and the dead trees burst into life at this moment.
Golden light bloomed, and willow branches flew out from the dead wood, slapping the surrounding space and collapsing, and the blades of time and space collapsed and disintegrated.
"Um!"
This scene caught Zhu Tianpeng's attention, and he looked a little surprised and said: "Willow tree stump?"
"That is the power of order!"
"Could this thing be..."
After a while, Zhu Tianpeng came back to his senses. With a wave of his hand, the space-time blades that filled the sky dispersed.
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Tianpeng held a blade of time and space in his right hand, and walked towards Holy Son Mu Zong step by step, saying: "Holy Son Mu Zong, right? I have taken a fancy to your willow tree stump, so I brought it to you.
Bar!"
Hearing this, Holy Son Mu Zong's face instantly turned extremely ugly.
The aggrievedness of being suppressed by Wan Jian Guizong just now, coupled with Zhu Tianpeng's arrogance that he didn't take him seriously at this moment, instantly ignited the jealousy deep in his heart. He tightened the long knife in his hand and gritted his teeth and said: "You bastard."
, if you want it, then it depends on your own abilities."
"I will definitely kill you today!"
As he spoke, Holy Son Mu Zong stamped his feet and rose into the sky. The long sword in his hand was shining brightly. The next second, a long sword nearly a hundred feet long appeared. The terrifying sword power burst out and slashed at Zhu Tianpeng from a high position.
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This scene immediately stopped Zhu Tianpeng's steps, and he looked quite surprised and said: "A man and a sword become one?"
"Not bad, it seems you are not useless!"
"But it's a pity that the person you met is me. It doesn't matter if the man and the sword merge into one. Let me break him with one sword."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Tianpeng held the blade of time and space in his hand, with a sharp look in his eyes, and shouted in a low voice: "Open the sky with nine moves, kill!"
The next second, the middle-level kendo realm of the sword world burst out, and the three laws of time and space, destiny, and order rioted. A sword energy shot straight into the sky and struck hard at the incoming long knife.
Click——
The sound of shattering resounded, and the long sword collapsed the moment it came into contact with the sword energy.
Under the Nine Forms of Kaitian, Saint Son of Mu Zong's Human-Knife Fusion was more than a step behind.
"ah……"
As the screams resounded, the Qi Dao Technique collapsed and disintegrated. The Holy Son of Mu Zong felt as if he was struck by lightning. His chest was sunken and blood spurted out of his mouth. His body fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string, and hit Zhu Tianpeng hard.
Ten feet in front of him, even standing up was very difficult.
Looking at the Holy Son of Muzong who had lost his resistance, Zhu Tianpeng frowned slightly and thought to himself: "Is this the Supreme Perfection? It's really not an ordinary dish."
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes became sharp, he held his sword and walked towards the Holy Son of Muzong step by step.
He must get that willow tree stump. That thing is probably a piece of the willow tree that he encountered in the Three Realms. If he can get it, it may be able to take his law of order to the next level and reach 110%.
Da da--
The sound of footsteps was clear, and Zhu Tianpeng came to him under the shocked, angry, but powerless gaze of Holy Son Mu Zong.
Without a trace of hesitation, Zhu Tianpeng stepped on the head of Mu Zong Shengzi, and said in a cold voice: "I will give you two choices, hand over the willow tree stump and I will spare your life, or I will kill you."
take!"
As soon as these words came out, a chilling atmosphere swept the whole place.
The monks around him just woke up from a dream.
Immediately afterwards, countless figures swayed into the field, staring at Zhu Tianpeng who was stepping on the Holy Son of Mu Zong at the moment, and said with a horrified expression: "I definitely didn't sense it wrong just now. In addition to the laws of time and space, there are also
The two stocks are in no way inferior to their regular fluctuations."
"This guy actually possesses three invincible laws. Is he still a human? His understanding and talent are too good!"
"A scary guy, even if he is only a late-stage Supreme, the blow just made us, as Supreme Dzogchens, feel threatened. Who is this person?"
"..."
Compared to the fierce reactions of the monks around him, Holy Son Mu Zong trembled all over at this moment. He was trampled on the ground and let out a beast-like roar in his throat: "I am Holy Son Mu Zong, do you dare to kill me?
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"Aren't you afraid of my Mu Zong's endless pursuit?"
"Or do you think you can be my opponent with Muzong alone?"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng curled his lips in disdain, stepped on Muzong Holy Son's foot with a little force, and directly stepped on his face to the ground, and said impatiently: "Don't get me Muzong here."
Let’s talk, it’s just you and me now, do you hand it over or not.”
"As for whether I will kill you or not, Zizi, you really take yourself too seriously. You are just a holy son. If I kill you, there will be more people willing to do it."
"As for what Mu Zong will do to me in the future, that's not something you, a dead person, should care about."
As he spoke, Zhu Tianpeng raised the blade of time and space and was about to take action.
He had to get the willow stump, and with the way the Holy Son of Mu Zong treated Mulan before, there was really no need to continue to live in the world.
Murderous aura burst out, and the body of Holy Son Mu Zong on the ground froze instantly.
He knew that Zhu Tianpeng was definitely not joking. If he did not make a choice, death would be waiting for him.
Thinking of this, Holy Son Mu Zong still had so much to worry about, and shouted repeatedly: "No, don't kill me, I'll give it to you, I'll give you whatever you want!"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng raised the hand of the Blade of Time and Space for a moment, pondered for a moment and then stopped his movements.
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Tianpeng withdrew the foot that was stepping on the Holy Son of Muzong and said: "Hand it over, my patience is limited, and I don't have time to waste with you here!"
Hearing this, Holy Son Mu Zong's face turned blue and white.
But he still climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and with a thought, he directly called the willow tree stump out of the sea of consciousness.
Holding back the reluctance and anger in his heart, Holy Son Mu Zong threw the willow tree stump towards Zhu Tianpeng and said, "Here you go!"
Snapped!
Reaching out to grab the willow tree stump, Zhu Tianpeng's soul trembled at this moment.
He could feel that the aura conveyed by it indeed belonged to Yangliu, and belonged to the third person of the Nine Kings of Chaos!
Immediately, the law of order erupted from Zhu Tianpeng's body, and his spiritual thoughts invaded the willow tree stump and instantly destroyed the soul mark of the Holy Son of Mu Zong inside, leaving his own soul mark and completely seizing it.
puff--
At the other end, Holy Son Mu Zong spurted out a mouthful of blood at this moment. While his expression turned pale, he stared at Zhu Tianpeng in horror and said: "How is it possible, you actually refined it in an instant!"