Wu Wushu was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he came back to his senses and looked at Mu Xiaojiu's gaze with a surge of divine light.

The young man in front of him is definitely the only one he has seen in his life!

Although he lacks mental cultivation, this is mainly due to personality reasons, such as the difficulty of calming down in times of danger. But when the battle intent was boiling, when facing the kid in front of him, his martial will was absolutely as stable as Mount Tai.

However, at that moment just now, he suddenly felt a burst of restlessness, and was almost attacked by Mu Xiaojiu's terrifying demonic aura.

This is simply impossible, and there is only one possibility, that is, the demons of the young man in front of him have reached a terrifying point, and even, endlessly.

Mu Xiaojiu lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were full of killing intent, and before he knew it, a full nine sword qi torrents broke out from behind him, and attacked Wu Wuvin directly.

Wu Wushu broke off, clenched his fists, and jumped up high, not aiming specifically in that direction, just raising his fist, and then slamming it down.

The fist wind brought up by this punch was devastating, and instantly smashed all of Mu Xiaojiu's nine sword qi torrents. And the fist wind was unabated, and it still smashed towards Mu Xiaojiu.

Mu Xiaojiu's right foot was tapped, and the whole person flew out diagonally, and his figure had appeared dozens of steps away from the left in a flash, and his clothes were fluttering like a fairy.

The fist wind failed to hit Mu Xiaojiu, and smashed on the ground with regret, leaving a huge pit directly on the ground, and for a while, the ground that had just rained was blown out of pieces of mud, scattered and collapsed.

The terrible thing is that even the pieces of mud that are soft on weekdays seem to have turned into extremely terrifying hidden weapons at this moment, roaring and smashing around.

Mu Xiaojiu held the hole flute with both hands, and at the same time blocked all the sound holes on the hole flute.

Tube tone!

A slightly muffled, but full of charm sounded, and the black sword swirled up from Mu Xiaojiu's side, sweeping away all the mud.

Wu Wu's invincible battle was full of battles, and with a move of raising his hand, a disciple below had already thrown up the stainless steel short rod that had no master. I saw him grab the short stick, his body fell rapidly, and then the moment he landed, the whole person ejected directly, and once again stepped out of a big hole on the ground.

The sound of the flute turned into the song that Mu Xiaojiu relied on to become famous at the beginning.

That is the mastery of Peach Blossom Island, it is the favorite and longest played song of Mu Xiaojiu's late master Huang Yaoshi, and it is also a song that Mu Xiaojiu has not dared to use easily for a long time.

Those who have lost their souls are just for something else. Re-playing the sound of the blue sea tide, Mu Xiaojiu finally experienced the feeling of Yang Guo in the original book, maybe he had never had it, but it was absolutely equal.

It's just that Yang Guo is for Xiaolongnu, but Mu Xiaojiu remembered more and more.

Xiaoya and Sun Lao, Lu Chengfeng, Mei Chaofeng and Huang Yaoshi, Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi, and ......

There is also the death of Huang Yaoshi.

Outside the dust, in the blue sea, the peach blossom island between the peach blossoms.

The autumn wind rises, the sea waves are prosperous, and several tides come to listen to the jade flute.

The sound of the flute rises and falls, and the mood is in the blue sky.

The peach blossoms are flying to tell the past, and the smoke and willow leaves are swaying in the wind.

The sound of the flute was low and hoarse, revealing an indescribable feeling, like regret, like reluctance, and it seemed to have a little emotion and a little relief after that.

The tide is rising.

"How do I feel...... I seem to have seen it...... Sea ......" The young man with the long sword in his arms muttered, but he couldn't tell whether the scene in front of him was real or illusory, let alone where he was.

Perhaps, standing on top of a reef?

The boy's arms had been released at some point, and the long sword fell from his bosom and fell to the ground with a thud.

The young man was unaware, or rather, the eight brothers and sisters who were still alive were unaware.

They were already immersed in the sound of the tide, and all they saw in front of them was a blue sea and blue sky, the wind and waves were calm, and it seemed that even the unique breath of the seaside was swirling between their mouths and noses.

Here, the eight brothers are facing the calm blue sea, and over there, Wu Wuyi has become an island in the midst of the stormy waves, holding on to himself, but he can only let those monstrous waves hit him wave after wave.

Big waves! This is not an illusion, but a real, monstrous wave formed by the condensation of true qi!

Accommodating the roar of the tiger and the dragon, the surging wind and thunder, and the surging of wind and thunder, and the huge waves that Mu Xiaojiu had learned all his life, this wave of huge waves was frantically impacting Wu Wuving, intending to completely submerge and devour Wu Wuving.

Wu Wushu stood on the ground with his feet, as if a developed root system like a towering giant tree had grown under his feet, nailed to that square inch of land, regardless of the wind and rain, but he was not shaken at all.

Sometimes punching, sometimes palming, every big wave hit three steps in front of him, it will naturally be broken by his move. In fact, if he had to stabilize his mind and resist Mu Xiaojiu's wisps of pervasive demonic aura, he would have already rushed out of the encirclement of this layer of big waves and continued to attack Mu Xiaojiu.

"This kid, it's amazing, it's amazing! He must be killed in the palm of his hand today, and he must not be allowed to survive! ”

At this point, Wu Wu's mentality has changed from "helping others kill Mu Xiaojiu to complete the transaction" to "I must kill him, otherwise he will become a big trouble in my heart".

However, Mu Xiaojiu also sensed that his mood seemed to be unstable, so he seized this point and chased and fought fiercely, forcing Wu Wushu in place, not only could not advance, but it was difficult to even retreat.

It's not ......

It's not ......

The sound of the flute turned.

The blue sea tide is shocked, and the blue sea tide is crying.

The elite of the peach blossoms in the blue sea condenses in the tide of the blue sea.

Once this song is played, it can make the demons lose their courage.

With a flick of his fingers, the wind waves, and he stepped back to Tiangang.

Singing this song again, withering the sun and the moon, the waves of the four seas are spreading.

The huge waves rose again, there seemed to be no end, it seemed to be able to cover the sky and the sun, it seemed that even if Wu Wuyi was an isolated island rooted in the sea, he would be smashed alive, let him turn into powder and melt into the tide.

"Drink...... Yes!!! Wu Wushu burst into a shout, his body shook, and the bones around his body "crackled", like a thunderclap, and the next moment, his hands were lucky, and his true qi surged wildly, circulating wildly in his body, and then condensed on his fist.

"To Lao Tzu...... Break open !! ”

"Bang !!"

There was a loud bang, and the monstrous wave was under the extremely strong punch of Wu Wuving, but it was only blocked for a moment, and it was brutally defeated by Wu Wuving's punch, and then disappeared.

However, one wave is flattening, and another wave is rising.

Wu Wu's eyes suddenly lit up!

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