Chapter 176

No one dares to think what Mu Yu will do when he steps into yuan infantile period. All these people come to pursue Mu Yu. At this time, he has already married Liang Zi. If Mu Yu stepped into the yuan infant period, he wanted to revenge one by one, none of the present could escape.

Muyu's condition at this time is not good, he used the strength of the broken sword, the arm has been broken, tearing pain filled his right arm. He was able to kill the fast sword, relying on the judgment of Xiao Shuai and the power of breaking the sword. At the moment, it is absolutely impossible for him to fight with others again. He doesn't want to kill quicksword, but if he doesn't kill, it's him.

However, Muyu is still in that kind of ethereal state at the moment. He has been in Jindan jiuchongtian for a long time. The bottleneck is like a layer of yarn separated. This battle made him see the difference between Yuanying period and Jindan period. He seemed to have figured out a problem that could not be solved for a long time. The spiritual power in his body is undergoing essential changes. His damaged muscles and veins are rapidly recovering, and his momentum is constantly climbing

"He's going to break through the period of Yuanying. Kill him!"

Dan Ding faction of the cloud suddenly called a, all the voices of the people are called out. Everyone present could see what happened to Muyu, and each of them had experienced it. No one thought, a battle let Mu Yu get a breakthrough opportunity.

At the same time, slow sword also broke free of Muyu's snake venom. When he saw that the fast sword was killed by Muyu's sword, his canthus were about to crack. Fast sword and slow sword are two masters of Xijian valley. Their greatest strength is not their individual strength, but their mutual cooperation. Who would have thought that today's fast sword was killed by a man of golden elixir period, which is equivalent to the abandonment of the peerless Shuangjiao, how can he tolerate it.

"Boy, give back my younger brother's order!" Slow sword is the first to take the lead. His sword is slow, but heavy and powerful, which is in sharp contrast with fast sword. But even if it is slow, it is fast enough for the wood feather of the golden elixir period.

However, Muyu is still immersed in his own world. He is breaking through the edge, and he doesn't notice what happened outside. He doesn't know how many people are going to take his life at the moment.

Long Teng roared and hit the slow sword with his huge body. At the same time, a domineering dragon breath vomited at him. The slow sword splits the dragon breath with one sword, kicks on the Dragon vine's body, the Dragon vine sings a pain and falls back.

Long Teng flies out of the direction is exactly where the wood feather is, it can't dodge, directly hit the wood feather body.

Muyu spits out a mouthful of blood, and the world he comprehends suddenly collapses, and the whole person falls into the boundless darkness. He doesn't know where he is. He just feels that he has been falling, falling into an abyss without bottom. He feels that something in his body seems to be out of his control, and he has no extra energy to suppress him.

When cloud looks at Mu Yu to be hit to fly out, his vision actually falls on Long Teng body! He is the alchemist of the Dan Ding sect, and the Dragon vine has incomparable attraction for him. Muyu's immortality has nothing to do with him. It's the most important thing to get the Dragon vine! He did not hesitate to go to the Dragon vine, not only he, but also other people rushed to the injured Longteng.

"How about killing a monk? If all the practitioners are dead, there won't be so much. "

"They are greedy. They want what they see and grab it. The existence of practitioners is a stain on the world."

Muyu heard a voice saying these words in his mind. The voice seemed very happy to see Muyu become like this. Muyu was confused. He didn't know what he was doing now. He felt that his consciousness no longer dominated the body, and the Youmeng Spirit Lord in his body started to move!

Muyu's body fell out heavily. Xiaoshuai grabbed Muyu's back collar and flew hard in the air, so as not to let Muyu fall too badly. However, Xiaoshuai was small, and the impact of Longteng was so strong that it could not be offset. Muyu was hit into the ground and hit a huge pit.

"Kill my younger brother, you should die!" Slow sword roars and kills Mu Yu again.

"Muyu, are you ok? Wake up! Here comes the fellow again Xiao Shuai looks at Muyu's injury and finds that Muyu's right arm fracture has recovered. There is no damage to Muyu's body. However, Muyu's body seems to have some changes. These changes are quite strange, and the breath has changed. It seems that Muyu is no longer familiar with Muyu. This makes Xiaoshuai feel at a loss.

The sword of slow sword stabs Muyu's heart. He has already imagined the end of Muyu's fall. When he thinks of revenge for his younger martial brother, his face shows a trace of ferocity. But he was not happy. His younger brother's death was not only an insult to him, but also an insult to his own school. No one will say anything if they die at the hands of yuanyingqi. If they die at the hands of a small golden elixir, they will be ridiculed for a lifetime.

Muyu suddenly opened his eyes. His left eye was filled with white light, his right eye was flashing with black light, and a strange Bodhi pattern appeared on his arm. Muyu held out his hand and grabbed the sword of slow sword directly. He was surprised. He found that he would never go ahead any more. How could this be possible? His sword technique is not so weak as the fast sword. His sword is thick and powerful. Even if he is allowed to pick it up, he may not be able to grasp it. But the boy of golden elixir actually grasped his sword?

Slow sword wants to take back its own sword, but it can't do it. The opponent's strength is so weird that it can't extricate itself."The killing of the true believers begins with you!"

The corner of Muyu's mouth rises, showing a strange smile. He reaches for a move, and the split shadow sword falls into his hand. At this time, the Fenying sword has changed its appearance, and becomes a wooden spirit which looks like it has been damaged by insects.

Slow sword felt a strong sense of killing and locked him. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold. He did not hesitate to release his hand, gave up his sword, toe on the ground, opened the distance with Muyu.

"Take your blood and let Muling cut the edge!" Muyu looked at the tattered wooden sword in his hand and stroked it gently, as if to say hello to an old friend who had seen him again for a long time. The body of the wooden sword trembled and seemed to be excited by the reunion.

"You can't escape."

Muyu's figure disappeared in the same place, and when it reappeared, it was already behind the slow sword. His voice made slow sword feel the call of death. Slow sword had never heard such a tone. It was clearly mixed with infinite vitality, like a running river, but it also brought endless killing. It seemed that his soul felt a shiver.

Slow sword still wants to struggle to escape the killing breath, but his neck aches, and then the whole person suddenly falls into a void. His mind is gradually disappearing and his eyes are in darkness. He even sees his body falling down. This is a strange feeling. What he saw before he died was his headless body!

He didn't want to yell, but he found he couldn't speak.

In front of so many people, the head of the slow sword was separated from the body, and it went straight into the sky, and then fell heavily on the ground in the distance. His body fell from mid air and made a dull noise with the ground.

Xijian Valley's peerless Shuangjiao, so dead?

Everyone looked at the headless corpse lying on the ground in disbelief. No one could imagine that a golden elixir would kill two novices in succession. No matter which of the two elites, Shuangjiao is the best of the younger generation. The people present may be able to defeat them in singles, but absolutely no one dares to say that they have a chance to kill them.

But Muyu did it!

What is the origin of this wooden feather? Is he a man or a ghost?

Muyu looks at the wooden spirit sword in his hand. The blood on the blade slowly hides into the body of the sword. A small hole on the sword body is slowly closing. The sword body emits a strange green light, and the power of the sword is gradually increasing.

"So many people's blood, should be able to repair some of you?" Muyu looked around, licked his tongue, as if he had tasted the delicious food. His killing spirit was getting stronger and stronger, and all the people were covered in it.

"Go

Everyone was swept by Mu Yu as if they were staring at by a poisonous snake. They felt a shiver in their hearts and immediately wanted to leave without hesitation. However, Muyu had already appeared behind a man. The wooden spirit sword penetrated the man's chest, and the blood splashed out like a spring. The man's eyes widened and his hands bent. He seemed to grasp something, but his body was already powerless.

The other six people saw Muyu kill so quickly, their hearts suddenly cooled half.

"No killing, no killing..."

However, at this time, the light in Mu Yu's eyes was gradually fading away. His eyes recovered a trace of clearness, but soon they were covered by black and white light. The light in his eyes flickered and flickered, as if trying to fight for the control of Muyu's body.

"To kill the practitioners is our mission."

"No, it's not. There is a reason for the existence of the practitioners. You can go back and this is my body. "

"You fool! Mercy will kill us! Don't you see that they're going to kill you

"They kill me. I'll kill them myself. You don't have to control my body!"

Muyu hugged his head and cried out in pain. Then he fell to the ground, curled up and rolled. The two consciousness in his body were fighting for each other. And the Dragon vine nearby has been entangled by the time cloud and others, keep roaring. Muyu's cry attracted all the people. Long Teng took the opportunity to break free and rushed to Muyu's side to protect Muyu with his huge body.

At the beginning of the six yuan infant period, no one thought that he was still shrouded in the breath of death. In a flash, Muyu became like this. They stopped suspiciously and looked at each other, reading a common thought from each other's eyes.

"Kill him!"

When the cloud sacrifice their own magic weapon, mercilessly toward the wood feather blast to kill in the past. Other people also hold the idea of strangling Muyu in the cradle and raise their magic weapons one after another. They do not intend to leave Muyu with a way to live.

These yuan infantile period's cultivators, actually regardless of everything to a gold elixir period wooden feather dead hand! Just because Muyu's terror has affected their lives, they don't want to wait for Muyu to come back to revenge in the future!

"Hum!"

At this time, a cold hum, a hand appeared in the void. The hand was like a ghost, and it easily smashed the magic weapons of those people with an invincible breath. With a slight wave, those people vomited blood and flew out. While they were flying out, several people had lost their vitality, including Shi Yun of the Dan Ding sect!This hand actually instantly killed a few yuan infantile period of practitioners!

Then, the hand rolled gently again, and the little marshal and the Dragon vine disappeared into the void, leaving only the bodies of several famous young generations in the Xiuzhen world.

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