Updated: 2013-08-12

"Once this battle is over, regardless of the result, you will not be able to find trouble with Muyang Shaoxia in the future. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" As soon as Ziyang saw Yun Muyang come out, he said loudly, and all the people present in the Feiyun Sword Sect should make a promise.

"Please make a move!" Ziyang shouted in a deep voice.

"Then please forgive Muyang for being rude!" "While Yun Muyang was speaking, Jin Wuyan had already swung out, and Jin Aya turned into a golden snake and rushed straight towards Ziyang, who was also prepared and greeted him with a sword. For a while, the golden light floated, the green shadow lingered, and the two were inseparable.

"What kind of treasure is that Jin Aya, even the Qingfeng Sword can't hurt it in the slightest?" Everyone present was shocked, the Qingfeng Sword was known as the first divine weapon in the martial arts, but at this time, there was nothing to do about that Jin Aya.

Ziyang was already shocked, he never thought that the golden silk in Yun Muyang's hand was so tenacious, and listening to Yun Muyang's voice, it was obvious that he was a young man who was in the stage of voice change, why was his martial arts so excellent? There was no trace of internal strength in his body, who was he? A series of questions kept spinning in Ziyang's mind.

Ziyang was only shocked for a while, and his sword moves were even more powerful, but for a while, Yun Muyang was a little overwhelmed. Yun Muyang was already injured and couldn't use spells at will, but now he met a Ziyang known as a martial saint, and he was restricted everywhere, but fortunately, his wind control skills were outstanding, and his body was dexterous, so he could swim under the Qingfeng sword.

"Is that sword also a legacy of the cultivator?" Yun Muyang was also always paying attention to the Qingfeng Sword during the battle, and the Qingfeng Sword was full of brilliance, overflowing with a trace of aura from time to time, which made Yun Muyang is surprised.

"You can't hide anymore, if you can't win today, it will be a dead end!" Yun Muyang thought like this, put away the long silk, sealed in his hand, and fired ten water arrows in an instant.

Ziyang suddenly saw that Yun Muyang's hand was already suspicious, and he saw ten water arrows shooting straight at him, and it was too late to dodge, so he had to wave his long sword to block it, but even so, the person was still shocked.

Yun Muyang endured the injury, originally wanted to send out a water arrow and then attack it with an ice arrow, but who knew that the spell would cause the injury again, and it almost fell from the bamboo branch.

Ziyang was shocked by what had just happened, and fell to the ground, and as soon as he landed, he saw that Yun Muyang seemed to be wrong, and immediately jumped up, and the long sword stabbed straight at Yun Muyang.

"Despicable!" Yunxiao couldn't help but blurt out angrily when he saw the Ziyang long sword being handed out, he wanted to step forward to help with the sword at the moment, but how could the people of the sect present let him get his wish?

Yunxiao was blocked, and he was furious in his heart, only saying that Yun Muyang must be unlucky, and suddenly his body was full of murderous energy, and the silver snake danced.

Yun Muyang's old injuries have not healed, and although he has stabilized his body on the bamboo branches, his vitality has also been greatly damaged.

Yun Muyang saw that the long sword had reached a foot in front of his heart, Jin Wuya came out again, entangled the long sword, Jin Wuyan was not a mortal thing, and immediately blocked the momentum of the long sword, and eliminated most of the sword qi, but even so, Yun Muyang was still injured by the sword qi. The tip of the sword gradually approached, Yun Muyang only felt that death seemed to be in front of him, it turned out that the distance between life and death was so close, at this time, there was no anxiety in his heart to win, and his mood was clear for a moment.

The long sword in his hand was never allowed to advance a single bit, Ziyang was also anxious, and no matter how much internal force he exerted, it was still the same. Now Ziyang's forehead has broken out with fine sweat, this is the first time since Ziyang has entered the innate realm, Ziyang only feels powerless, originally thought that Yun Muyang was already at the end of the crossbow, even if he didn't catch him, he could hurt him half to death. Ziyang couldn't help but be ruthless, the Yunxiao hand center method must be obtained, it has been more than 20 years since he stepped into the innate world, but for more than 20 years, martial arts have never been able to go further. He had already given up the idea of going further, but it was rumored in the rivers and lakes that someone had obtained a book of swordsmanship from hundreds of years ago that could reach the innate directly, and he couldn't help but be moved, if he could confirm the two, he might be able to achieve his wish, but he couldn't fall into the reputation of the rivers and lakes and go out of the mountain in person, so he thought about it for a long time and sent his disciples out to look for it, but he was injured by Yunxiao's disciples, so he found an excuse to go out of the mountain. After Ziyang saw the clouds, his heart became more and more intense, and he couldn't wait to take the heart trick back to the mountain immediately.

Yun Muyang closed his eyes, but to his surprise, under the clear mind of his closed eyes, all the things in the surrounding area appeared in his mind. Yun Muyang focused his attention on the tip of the sword at the moment, only to see that the aura in the Qingfeng Sword was faint, the Qingfeng Sword seemed to be in line with Yun Muyang's thoughts, and for a while, the Qingfeng Sword could not advance a single bit, and Yun Muyang even felt that he could control this sword.

Yun Muyang's mind tried to control the Qingfeng Sword, and the Qingfeng Sword pulsed faintly in Ziyang's palm, as if he wanted to break free from Ziyang's shackles. Yun Muyang was overjoyed, and he also said that the long sword has a spirit, but this is actually just Yun Muyang inadvertently realized the imperial art and used his divine sense to pull the magic weapon.

Ziyang felt that the long sword in his hand seemed to be about to come out of his hand, and his heart was half cold, so he had to hold the long sword tightly!

"Real person, how about I make a deal with you?" Yun Muyang bit the tip of his tongue and whispered to Ziyang.

"Do you want to humiliate the poor? Ziyang was shocked and angry when he heard Yun Muyang's words, and he couldn't help but become more powerful.

"Why should real people be angry? This deal is good for you and me, real people might as well listen to me. Yun Muyang's heart sank, and he dodged the wind.

"Hmph!" Ziyang gradually calmed down when he saw him like this.

"The real person is here for that sword technique?"

"Lao Dao has not advanced an inch in 20 years, and he really wants to take a look at it with his heart and method, and corroborate each other with my cultivation, in order to go further!" Ziyang was said by Yun Muyang, and his face couldn't help but blush.

"I have a way to help real people!"

"You? maybe, but today the feud has been settled, how can you be so kind!" Ziyang couldn't help but wonder, just seeing that Yun Muyang had not yet reached the age of tying his hair, but his martial arts were at the peak, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"The situation is stronger than people, as long as the real person helps my brother leave today, and I can let my brother settle in the ground as soon as possible, Muyang will definitely feel guilty!"

"Poor Dao doesn't believe you very much!"

"True person, although I am seriously injured now, it is not difficult to take down your Qingfeng Sword!" Yun Muyang could already feel that the wound on his body had been cracked, if Ziyang didn't agree, then he would kill him and retreat to the Zizhu Maze Forest Formation. "Don't real people want to leap into the realm of immortals?"

"Hmph!" Ziyang's heart was already fluttering, and he thought for a moment before saying, "Okay! Ten days later, the poor road will stop at Cloud Villa and wait for the driver!" Ziyang said, and the two of them withdrew at the same time and fell to the ground. When everyone present saw such a scene, they were just amazed!

As soon as Yun Muyang landed, he forcibly held back the blood in his mouth, and stood still, and Yunxiao also flew over and held Yun Muyang. "It's okay, don't worry!" Yun Muyang said to Yunxiao.

Ziyang was also not happy, and his true qi was temporarily disordered, so he had to take a deep breath to calm his internal qi.

"Heroes are out of youth! Poor Dao admires!" Ziyang took a deep breath and said to Yun Muyang with a smile, and then said to all the people present, "Today, Muyang Shaoxia, who is not afraid of hardships and dangers, and sends his brother home for burial, is really respectable and admirable, so Poor Dao decided to put today's matter aside for the time being, and then decide this matter after ten days in Cloud Villa!

"Hmph, isn't the real person having anything to do with this little thief?, otherwise why wait until ten days later?" Wu Xiangyi, the head of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, said in a deep voice. When everyone in the audience heard this, they immediately made an uproar, and some people accused and some supported!

When the disciples of the Feiyun Sword Sect heard this, they were furious, and immediately drew their swords, but they were stopped by Ziyang! "Master Wu, the poor Dao has made up his mind, and he will decide this matter in ten days! At that time, I hope that all the fellow martial artists will come to witness it! The poor Dao farewell!" Ziyang waved his sleeves, and the breeze returned to the sheath, and then floated away! The disciples of the Feiyun Sword Sect glanced at each other, and they also followed and left!

"You..." Wu Xiang wanted to speak again and again, but even the Demon God Sect and the Songfeng Guan sect were speechless, and they were embarrassed for a while.

"Amitabha, Bishui Nunnery was invited here by Senior Brother Ziyang, but he has no grudges with the two young heroes! Since Senior Brother Ziyang has left, we can't stay any longer, but before the poor nun left, he had the cheekiness to ask the two of them to help!"

"Mrs. Shi, please speak. Seeing this, a few smiles appeared between Yunxiao's eyebrows.

"Can you ask the two donors to bring out the seventeen donors who have entered the maze forest?" said Gu Hongshi.

Hearing this, Yunxiao glanced at Yun Muyang and said, "The teacher is too merciful, and the younger generation dares to disobey his fate?"

When Mrs. Guhong heard this, she sang the Buddha again, and then left with the people of Bishui Nunnery with Ziyang.

"This..."When Wu Xiang saw that Bishui Nunnery had also left, he immediately disliked it, and gritted his teeth and said, "This old thief!"

"Hmph!" Ju Huanshan glanced at Wu Xiangyi and said, "Let's go!" In fact, Ju Huanshan didn't want to capture Yun Muyang and the two today, but just now Yun Muyang and Ziyang didn't fall behind in the battle, even Ziyang seemed to be quite jealous, in addition to Yunxiao's martial arts, it was not easy to deal with, and Ju Huanshan was injured not long ago, so he had to leave with his disciples and elders angrily!

Wu Xiang saw that he couldn't do anything, so he only said fiercely, "If my Tianlong Sect disciple hurts a single hair, the Tianlong Sect and the two of them will not die!" As soon as he finished speaking, he also left, and there were only a dozen people left outside the bamboo forest!

"Your Excellency's good means! Songfeng Guan's martial arts are not as good as Your Excellency, but as long as Songfeng Guan exists for a day, he will definitely come back to ask Your Excellency for advice!"

Not long after everyone left, they only heard a "poof", and Yunxiao was so frightened that he immediately held Yun Muyang, and it turned out that Yun Muyang spewed out a mouthful of blood!

"I'll just meditate a little!" Yun Muyang's face was already like gold paper, and he was still struggling, "Send Brother Jin home first!"