This is a question that cannot be guessed, and Luo Qian does not know much about Tantra.

But the bottom of the flying mirror door, Luo Qian knew it in his heart.

The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can win all battles. The key question is that if you can't know the other, how can you win?

The Great Lama took a step, and an invisible momentum quickly spread.

The average viewer will definitely not see it, but someone can feel the majestic momentum. It's a deterrent.

The Great Lama wanted to use this trick to cause psychological pressure on Mu Yun.

People who know the inside story are all worried about Mu Yun, including Ah Bi beside Luo Qian, "Boss, the big lama is very powerful, big and small/sister she ......"

Luo Qian couldn't predict the outcome of this competition, he saw that the big lama had a strange blue light in his eyes, very strange, why did this happen?

Mu Yun stood with his chest straight, his handsome figure was so flawless, and with the Xuantian Sword in his hand, he had the momentum of an overlord who was powerful in the world. With a sword in hand, ask the world who is the hero?

At this moment, everyone was quiet and stared fixedly at the two people on the stage.

In an instant, the two changed directions. , at least thirty meters away from the instant. This unexpected change is surprising.

How is this done?

A lot of people don't understand.

Zheng!

A ray of light swept through the Xuantian Sword, and the cold air was more than human.

The Grand Lama's face was endlessly serious, and his gaze was always so gloomy. Obviously, he was weighing the strength of his opponent. Being able to be the head of the house is definitely not too bad.

However, Xuan Hui's strength, he knows that no matter how powerful the girl in front of him is, it is impossible to beat her master. So, the Great Lama let out a low roar.

The beard flies horizontally, like a fierce fly. The sound waves were bursting, and the eyes were round. Between the palms of his hand, it has condensed into a huge balloon.

Mu Yun stood there, unmoved.

Tranquil eyes stared at the opponent steadily, the enemy does not move, I do not move.

Boom!

If a master makes a move, it is impossible to fight so superficially like ordinary people. They fight for momentum and cultivation.

An invisible wave of qi struck, carrying a huge whirlwind, and crashed into Mu Yun with a thousand equal momentum.

Mu Yun lifts the sword!

Brush!

The silver light flashed, and the qi wave was divided into two.

The momentum was unabated, passing by both sides of Mu Yun. The figure of the great lama is like the wind, and it is extremely fast. When the chest is palmed, push it flat. This palm is very strong and powerful.

Even those viewers felt the killing opportunity, Mu Yun bore the brunt of it, and the Xuantian Sword slashed and slashed at the other party's head. The Xuantian Sword is the treasure of the Flying Mirror Sect, and it is extremely sharp.

The big horn didn't dare to hold it up, and the figure flew over, dodging the sword alive. Mu Yun didn't give the other party a chance to breathe, and he slashed thirty-six swords in a row, and the swords were amazing.

The big lama's face was cold, this little girl was too violent.

At that moment, it flipped into the air and soared into the sky.

The huge body, like a big bird, soars in the sky.

A sneer flashed on Mu Yun's face, and the sword shadow was like a shuttle, tracking up. One after another, the incomparably brilliant brilliance, brushed and brushed, slashing towards the great lama.

Whew!

The corner of the robe was actually cut off by the edge of the Xuantian Sword.

Woo!

A wolf howl rang out out of thin air.

Everyone was amazed and looked up at the sky.

The hideous appearance of the great lama swooped down.

Suzhang's hair, along with the entire figure, turned into a giant wolf. Snow Wolves!!

The people of the Snowy Sword Sect were shocked, they knew best. The snow wolf is the most powerful animal at the top of the snowy region. I didn't expect the great lama to be able to turn into a wolf and fall from the sky.

Zheng!

No one dared to imagine that the blue wolf actually blocked the blow of the Xuantian Sword with the power of one claw.

Bell--!

The sparks splashed everywhere, and the Xuantian Sword actually couldn't cut the opponent's claws, but it was firmly grasped by it. There was another long roar, and the huge claws slapped down.

Peng!

Mu Yun faced the enemy with one hand, and after a loud bang, Mu Yun's figure fell from the sky.

Bell――

The Xuantian Sword was inserted into the stage, and Mu Yun squatted, and a stream of hot blood surged in his chest.

"Mu Yun!"

Everyone was nervous and hurriedly stood up and watched. Mu Yun's face was pale, and it seemed that her skills were far inferior to those of the Great Lama. Luo Qian already knew this in his heart.

The Great Lama fell, less than five meters away from Muyun.

"Master Mu, I think you can think about the question just now. ”

Mu Yun's eyes were annoyed, and the green tendons on his hands burst out, "Dream!"

Suddenly stood up, "Xuantian One Sword!"

Woo!

The Grand Lama took a few steps back, and once again turned into a wolf phantom. Bloody mouth, teeth and claws.

The huge edge of the Xuantian Sword slashed down and slashed towards the blue wolf. Suddenly, a whirlwind blew and the sky was dark. The blue wolf bit down on the Xuantian Sword.

Ahh

The long sword swept across, and the blue wolf phantom suddenly shattered. A huge palm appeared without warning and slapped heavily on Mu Yun's body.

Poof!

Mu Yun was injured again and retreated in panic.

The loudspeaker looked up to the sky and laughed, "Feijingmen is not Er'er, I think that Master Xuanhui was also a defeated general under me back then, and her disciple fought today and repeated the mistakes of the past, Mu Zhangmen, what else do you have to say?"

Mu Yun stood up and fell down again.

"Master!"

Ah Bi Azhu flew over, and Mu Yun rolled his eyes, "Don't come here." ”

The figures of the two stopped alive and did not dare to approach. Mu Yun looked up at the Great Lama, "Don't be complacent, you will definitely be ashamed today." ”

Is there such a grudge between the Flying Mirror Gate and the Tantric Sect? Luo Qian has already made preparations and will go up to the rescue at any time.

The big lama laughed proudly, "The one who knows the times is Junjie, Mu Zhangmen, your master is not my opponent, no matter how powerful you are, the blue is better than the blue, it is impossible for me to be my opponent." ”

It turned out that Tantra had already had this idea, and wanted to include the Flying Mirror Gate as its banner, so as to double cultivate with the disciples of the Flying Mirror Gate. But I didn't expect this dream to be realized for more than 100 years.

Mu Yun stood up, his eyes were on fire, he looked at the other party's hideous face, and said with a sneer: "You are dreaming!"

The Grand Lama shook his arms, "I'll let you know if it's a dream." ”

An invisible aura quickly gathered to form a terrifying orb. This orb contains a huge amount of power, and once it explodes, it will generate a powerful force that will shock the opponent and even die.

Luo Qian finally couldn't help it, and was about to pounce on the stage, Mu Yun shouted, "Don't come over anyone!"

Stand up with blood, Yantian three styles!

A starting gesture immediately broke the convention, quickly blocking the surrounding aura, forming a closed space.

The big lama was stunned for a moment, "Amazing, I didn't expect you to cultivate the Yantian Three Styles at such a young age." ”

"Tantric Buddha Seal!"

The Great Lama changed his moves and suddenly performed tantric stunts. Tantric Buddha Seal is a kind of mastery of Tantra at a very high level, and in the entire Tantric Buddhism for hundreds of years, very few people have cultivated the hands of Buddha Seals.

Mu Yun's Yantian Three Styles had just been cast, and the other party's Tantric Buddha Seal smashed down.

Boom!

Huge platform, suddenly exploded.

The materials used to build the platform were scattered like powder.

The power of the Buddha's seal shakes the heavens and the earth.

Luo Qian stood up suddenly, and saw Mu Yun staggering, and he was about to fall. The figure floated and came to Mu Yun's side.

"Poof—"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Mu Yun forced a breath, "Don't come here!

Luo Qian said, "You are not his opponent, let me come!"

"No!"

Mu Yun's attitude was very resolute, and he glanced at Luo Qian, "Believe me, I will definitely win!"

Luo Qian came down from the stage in a huff, and the big lama laughed, "Do you want Master Luo to come along?" ”

Luo Qian ignored him, and Mu Yun stood up, "Don't talk nonsense, I haven't fallen down yet." ”

The Great Lama looked at Mu Yun in surprise, he was hit by the Tantric Buddha Seal, and he was still able to support it until now, Niu!

Mu Yun cut his hair, "The thousand-year-old inheritance of the Flying Mirror Gate will definitely not stop at my hands." ”

The Grand Lama said, "Then it depends on your creation." ”

"Xuantian Sword!"

Mu Yun roared angrily, and the Xuantian Sword rose in response, turning into a ray of light and flying. Mu Yun squirted a mouthful of blood on the Xuantian Sword.

The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead.

Seeing this, the Grand Lama couldn't help but look nervous.

The Blood Sacrifice Xuantian Sword of the Flying Mirror Gate can produce tremendous power, so it has to be guarded against. Sure enough, after Mu Yun spurted a mouthful of blood, the Xuantian Sword was blazing with radiant light, and the divine light was clear.

Shout!

A sharp voice came, and the Xuantian Sword became tall and straight, just like Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick, rising at a speed of ten times and a hundred times.

"A sword to the sky!"

Brush!

A sword shadow shrouded all directions.

On the whole stage, there is nowhere to hide.

Whew!

The great lama, who had just risen into the air, was cut in two by the giant sword in the air. Plop! The body fell down heavily and smashed on the stage.

Forehead!

The crowd was in an uproar.

Such a powerful master, it's gone?

Luo Qian keenly found that after the big horn fell to the ground, there was no blood at all. Just as the fox was suspicious, a phantory shadow flashed in the sky.

A huge handprint fell from the sky, boom.

A wave of air hit, and the entire National Taiwan University quickly collapsed, and the sound filled the entire gymnasium.

Everyone was surprised to find that the phantom of the Great Lama had descended from the sky.

The body on the ground actually slowly merged, overlapping with the phantom, and soon, he was standing there alive again.

Oh my!

What kind of kung fu is this?

The golden cicada is out of its shell!

Someone exclaimed.

That's right, this is the tantric stunt, the golden cicada shedding its shell.

Kill the opponent with a fake body, and the real body will not be destroyed, and surprise the opponent. Mu Yun really got hit.

was hit by the Buddha seal again, and Mu Yun's body flew out directly and fell a hundred meters away.

It's shocking.

Ah Zhu pounced, "Master, master!"

Luo Qian and the others also stood up one after another, and Xiao Jin saw Luo Qian's expression and fell to Mu Yun's side first.

Mu Yun sat on the ground, she almost couldn't believe that she couldn't kill the Great Lama. The other party is so powerful that he can actually doppelgänger.

This kind of cultivation is naturally far superior to oneself.

But she was not convinced, lifted the Xuantian Sword, and prepared to fight again.

Blood, running down his arm, stained the beads on his wrist. That string of beads was a treasure given to Mu Yun by Luo Qian, and it had already absorbed the souls of at least five aliens.

Everywhere the blood went, it was sucked up by the bracelet.

Wisps of blue light flicker, exuding a mysterious color.

Seeing Xiao Jin coming over, Mu Yun said, "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

Xiao Jin originally wanted to persuade her, but she didn't expect her to be so tough.

Seeing that Mu Yun refused to step down, Xiao Jin had to retreat. Luo Qian knew that Xiao Jin didn't want to come forward by himself, so as not to be gossiped about.

When she came back, she glanced at Luo Qian and expressed helplessness.

Mu Yun stood up, holding the Xuantian Sword.

The Great Lama looked at her incredulously, this is to fight to the death? Okay, I will fulfill you!

With your master's strength, he is not my opponent, let alone you. In fact, he had already tested Mu Yun's strength, and he had far surpassed her master.

However, the Great Lama has not been idle all these years, and his cultivation has gone one step further, reaching the peak of gambling. What's even worse is that he has cultivated the golden cicada shelling magic skill, and others can't kill him.

Every time, he was able to use this magic skill to save the day, and then turn defeat into victory.

How could Mu Yun have thought that he was so powerful? Obviously, the other party's strength exceeded her expectations.

The Xuantian Sword was raised, and Mu Yun was ready to make a final fight. The blood on his arm was being sucked into the bracelet.

Mu Yun shouted, and a red blood curtain enveloped everything. The strange red color makes the loudspeaker have to be cautious.

He knows that at this time, it is usually when the opponent is lonely, he can avoid it, and it is not too late to clean her up when he is exhausted.

It's just that he never expected that Mu Yun suddenly rose from the ground, "Chop!"

A blue light rushed into the sky, enveloping everything.

"Ahh