"Could it be that Uncle Yang doesn't dare?"

Mu Yan's tone was indifferent, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Everyone looked at them with bated breath, waiting for Yang Wan to answer, Yang Wan couldn't hold his old face in the end, and he thought that Mu Yan was not his opponent.

"Okay." He was refreshed once.

Mu Yan looked at Steward Lu, "You let the disciples all retreat to Juling Mountain, so as not to hurt the innocent." ”

Steward Lu took the head and led Xiao Liu and Arnold to bring the disciples back to Juling Mountain respectively, and the demon clan and the demon clan are now leaderless, and they don't know how to advance or retreat for a while.

Qingyu didn't know where to flee, Su Ye and Yun Zhen had already chased after him, Qingbai and Hu Qing were clinging to each other, so weak that they seemed to fall off their swords at any time.

They had already seen Liu Yu's Ten Thousand Souls Sword just now, and they had caught a glimpse of Steward Lu's actions, and they suddenly understood in their hearts that the two of them staggered with the demon clan and the demon clan, and retreated one after another.

Yang Wan had already activated his spiritual power, and the golden light surrounded him, and the silver sword light was set off, dazzling.

As soon as he made a move, it was the Ten Thousand Spirit Sword, and he didn't plan to do much maneuvering, and soon, the sword qi gathered from all directions and fused with his spiritual power.

Sen Sen's sword shadow was glowing with coldness, and the speed at which Yang Wan transformed his sword qi was more than a star and a half faster than Liu Yu, and in a moment's effort, Mu Yan had already felt a sharp edge.

Mu Yan pulled out the green sword, his heart moved slightly, his level was really different, the atmosphere was majestic, and the sword aura was like a rainbow.

Everyone looked up at the two of them who were fighting in the clouds, full of yearning for the Ten Thousand Soul Sword, and their amazement was beyond words.

I saw the sword qi surging wildly, the dark clouds were split into smoke, and the wind howled and rolled up the clothes. 139 Reading Network

The green sword in Mu Yan's hand roared, and her body was as fast as a cloud dragon, cutting off the fierce sword qi that attacked her, the sword light was cold, splashing countless sparks.

Xiao Liu frowned, worried, "I can't imagine that the Ten Thousand Souls Sword is so powerful, I don't know if the master can handle it?" ”

Steward Lu was also surprised by Yang Wan's strength, he originally thought that he was evenly matched with him, but he never thought that his swordsmanship was so exquisite.

"Miss Mu has fought against Lin Zhiyi's Ten Thousand Spirit Sword, it shouldn't be too difficult to deal with, she is a seventh-order spiritual root in the end, and she is also a seventh-order cultivator, Yang Wan is a scum in front of her except for the Ten Thousand Spirit Sword."

Steward Lu did not hide his trust in Mu Yan, his eyes were calm, and Xiao Liu was relieved when he heard this.

The two demon clans are now in a dilemma, if they get close, they can't resist it, and if they retreat, they will lose face to the Demon Venerable, and at this time they will all become lively.

began to guess which one of Mu Yan or Yang Wan would win, and even made bets, and some pressed all their merits.

These actions made the disciples of the Immortal Realm Sect dumbfounded, and there was such an operation? It really subverted their perception of the Demon Realm.

The seven systems of Mu Yan were fully opened, and the spell was cast to attract purple thunder, and the beams of light in the clouds were surging, as if they were about to split the heavens and the earth, and the rumbling sound sounded in the ears, shocking.

Yang Wan was suddenly shocked, raised his hand, and pushed thousands of sword qi towards Mu Yan.

There was a sharp pain in his chest, Mu Yan snorted, and suddenly lowered the purple thunder, and after the loud noise, a puff of purple smoke rose up, and the sword qi collided and made a sharp sound.

Blood overflowed from the corners of Mu Yan's mouth, and Yang Wan was also shocked by the thunder and flew far away, so that neither of them could gain the upper hand, Yang Wan was stunned, reacted quickly, and continued to urge spiritual power.

She staggered, feeling that the last knife wound on her chest had been torn, and her clothes were instantly stained red.

Thousands of calculations, at the critical moment, the wound burst open, she was full of confidence, and she was hit hard by this, and her heart couldn't help but be sad.