Although the swordsmanship of Tianshan Mountain is not as subtle as Kunlun Mountain, the difference in realm is like a chasm in front of the two of them.

Mingyu floated away from the wood eighteen or three zhang, leading the sword upward, the cold air on the tip of the sword, with the Mingyu magic trick moving, forming a black vortex on his sword, No yin qi condensed in the whirlpool, the original white sword body, also gradually blackened.

Mu Eighteen didn't dare to be careless, to prevent the formation of Mingyu spells, a sword slashed horizontally, the sword qi passed in an instant on the ground, with rolling thunder, the black vortex on the Mingyu sword also cleaved with the direction of the sword finger, just led to the sword qi from Mu Eighteen, the sword qi entered the whirlpool, and was surrounded by the black gas flowing in the whirlpool, and the sword qi disappeared inside, without any reaction, and the back absorbed inside.

Then the whirlpool did not stop, and flew towards Mu Eighteen at high speed, Mu Eighteen hurriedly retreated, his body was like a ghost, Mingyu stared at Mu Eighteen in the distance, no matter how he moved, the tip of the sword controlled the vortex and rolled up the sky full of sand and stones, to suck Mu Eighteen into the whirlpool.

This spell is one of the most ruthless spells in the Tianshan Sect, it is to surround the opponent in the whirlpool, the whirlpool is full of sword energy, and it falls into it, like a thousand blades slashing through, tearing apart one piece by one.

Mu Eighteen felt the stronger and stronger suction, and couldn't help but take a breath, wanting to involve himself in the whirlpool, his heart was in a hurry, he didn't know what was waiting for him in this black whirlpool, but the wind on the periphery had blown him couldn't open his eyes. In this whirlpool is the sound of swords and swords.

This spell is so peculiar that Mu Eighteen slashed three swords in a row, all of which were scattered inside like a mud ox crossing the river. In my mind, I remembered that the fifth style of the Kunlun swordsmanship "Apricot Blossoms in the Sky" that I had seen seemed to be in phase with this move, and I never understood how the whirlpool of this move was formed.

Although the Taoism is different, the exercises are the same. Mu Eighteen didn't dodge, and directly entered the whirlpool, and in an instant, the sword qi of no way slashed towards the flesh and blood.

The instantaneous pain made Mu Eighteen numb, and in this whirlpool, Mu Eighteen moved in the direction of the whirlwind, and the damage was reduced a lot. The essence of the spell was slowly understood by him.

Mingyu in the distance smiled sinisterly, this time it must be Mu Eighteen's life.

Endless black vortices surrounded Mu Eighteen, and the swirling force uprooted the surrounding trees, and at this time, a faint red light appeared faintly in the seemingly seamless iron bucket-like black mist.

The dark red light slowly thickened, and finally the black gas gradually passed, and a light red light washed the black gas, and the vortex was now surrounded by this red belt, and there was no power to rotate.

The red light gradually faded, and Mu Eighteen's figure was revealed, although the clothes on his body were tattered, and there were still a few wounds on his face, his spirit was obviously stronger than before.

Mingyu was shocked and said in disbelief: "You, you won't break through the sixth layer realm, right?" Mu Shibai sighed and said: "Not only that, I also learned the Kunlun Sword Style Fifth Sword, and I want to thank you, I can't understand it without you." ”

Mingyu was so angry that his teeth itched, he was originally here to kill people, but he helped others improve his cultivation, who would want to believe it when he said it.

It seems that he can't give him a chance, his right hand pinched the trick, the sword floated in front of his eyes, and the white gas surrounded his Qiu Han sword, layer by layer, and after a while, he and the sword were surrounded together, and the fog grew little by little, and the fog was soaring from a distance, like the Nine Heavens Rakshasa dancing.

Mu Eighteen didn't dare to hesitate, didn't dare to give Mingyu another chance to condense his mana, Kunlun's fifth style "Apricot Blossoms in the Sky" launched a move and galloped away.

From a distance, Mu Shibai looked like an apricot blossom stamen, and around him were lush red apricot petals, but this petal and Mu Shibai rotated at high speed together, rushing into the black mist that Mingyu was about to form.

The swirling force was about to stir up the white cold qi, and Mingyu's figure was in front of Mu Eighteen's eyes, and Mu Eighteen Mu Jian did not hesitate to attack Mingyu's face.

Mingyu showed an evil smile on his face, and his body disappeared in front of Mu Eighteen like a ghost, and the next moment, Mu Eighteen found that Mingyu disappeared in front of him, and he was hit the back, hitting him with golden light in his eyes and pain into his heart and lungs.

I don't know when, the silver-white cold air behind him actually condensed into a fist, directly hitting the ground, fortunately, Mu Eighteen's rotating sword momentum resisted most of the Lord's strength, but it also hit Mu Eighteen's back to the heart, etc., affecting the wound in front of him and hurting together.

In the end, it was the difference in the realm, Mu Eighteen was still defeated, and it was able to support it until now, this battle was impressive, Mu Eighteen turned over, Mingyu's sword was already in his throat and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be so talented, you can improve the realm in the fight, but unfortunately it's still not as good as me, think I beg for mercy, I may be able to let you go." ”

The corners of Mu Eighteen's mouth were bleeding, and he threw the wooden sword to the side, and the wooden sword hit the stone, colliding with a flash of light, and Mingyu's sword shook strangely, but stabilized again.

Mu Eighteen suddenly laughed and said, "Have you considered that if you kill me with your sword, will I be recognized, after all, I am also the envoy of the Heavenly Realm, the commander of the Eight Cities?"

The corners of Mingyu's mouth showed a sneer: "Do you think that I will be so stupid to leave your body, I will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes, and nothing will be left." ”

Mu Eighteen smiled: "Good idea, but I don't want to die in your hands yet, I've always wondered why you're afraid of Jiujiu, it's just a small beast, with your skills in the Qing Nether Realm, how can you be afraid of him?"

Mu 18 turned around and shouted unexpectedly, "Chirp, lightning attacks him." As early as the moment when Mu Eighteen fell to the ground, Jiu Jiu had already prepared his posture, but he didn't step forward because he had any scruples.

Hearing Mu Eighteen's command, Jiu Jiu's two long ears leaned together, and lightning flew out and hit Mingyu's sword, Mingyu hurriedly retreated with the sword, his face became pale, and the lightning that hit his sword flashed and did not hurt him.

Mu Eighteen took the opportunity to turn over, picked up the wooden sword and retreated to the outside of Sanzhang and said: "The Qing Underworld can call the wind and rain and draw thunder into electricity, but you don't need to, why?"

Mingyu's face was pale and weak, the coldest trace in his heart when he was a child, in his mind, he did something wrong and closed the door, just a dark night when thunder and lightning roared, and since then he has fallen into the sequelae of fear of thunder and lightning.

So he never had to summon thunder and lightning, the trauma of the hour was too deep. Mu Shibai looked at Mingyu's pale face and said, "The monks of the Qing Netherworld are afraid of lightning, who will believe it when they say it." ”

Wooden eighteen wooden swords in the hand, the left hand to draw the talisman. "The lowest level spell in the mortal realm of thunder and lightning is painted on the wooden sword by Mu Eighteen.

In an instant, the lightning flashed on the wooden sword, and the thunder and lightning jumped on the wooden sword, which was just the most ordinary and unpopular spell in the mortal world, but in Mingyu's eyes, it was like a demon, his face was even paler, and his body was shaking uncertainly.

Mu 18 didn't think much about it, and the fourth type of "Reclamation Nine Styles" and the fourth type of "Peach Blossom with Human Face" were unfolded.

The peach blossoms were still red, but there was a bolt of lightning jumping on the peach blossoms on none of them, surrounding Mu Eighteen, and the undulating waves slowly shrouded Kunlun Mingyu.

In an instant, lightning erupted around Mingyu. Mingyu is surrounded by lightning. Mingyu's face turned even paler, trembling all over, covering his ears with his hands, "Don't!"

"You're a piece of shit, not as good as your brother—" was the father's scolding voice

"You see you're going to walk the birds, your brother is a general!"

"You're farther than Mingluo!" the wind sounded.

"Accept you as a disciple, that's for your brother's sake" that was Master's voice.........

All kinds of faces shook in front of Mingyu's eyes, Mingyu covered her face and cried, and said to herself: "Mother, I'm afraid." ”

It was dark in front of me, "What are you afraid of, isn't it just lightning?" the mother's voice took the last straw away.

Mingyu's face was hideous, his shoulders kept trembling, his hair was flying behind his head, and a terrible cry came out of his mouth: "Why, what is wrong with me like this, why do you compare me with him?"

Mu Eighteen was already standing behind him, and the wooden sword was already aimed at Mingyu's jade pillow point, stabbing down with a sword, and he would never threaten himself again.

The world often says that the poor must have something to hate, and if we turn it around, there is also something to be hated about.

"Hey" Mu Eighteen sighed, drew his sword and turned around, smiled and shouted chirp, picked up the monk, and left.

After walking for a while, Mu 18 found a rope, tied the monk to his back, sacrificed the wooden sword, and slashed the sword.

Mu Eighteen stood on the sword, his stomach was even hungrier, and when he saw the yellowing mountain body, he said: "I don't know if this is the mountain of cultivating immortals in the world, go and see if there is anything to eat." ”

The mind must be clear, Mu 18 flew over, just arrived not far from the mountain, he felt a strong attraction to absorb himself, Mu 18 felt wrong at this time, but it was too late, Mu 18 was sucked into the mountain with a "whoosh".

Under the yellow gourd mountain, there is a tall inscription "Demon Mountain", the yellow light is not something else, but a yellow demon suppression spell rune written with runes, all over the mountain.

Mu Eighteen, who was absorbed into the mountain, remembered what the monk had told him that there was a place between heaven and earth that should be far away, and that was this yellow gourd mountain, which was the place where the Emperor of Heaven and the Hades jointly defeated the Demon Realm and suppressed some demonic beasts in the Demon Realm.

The wood eighteen who inhaled into the mountain completely lost his way.