The golden sword lion pounced, and slapped down with both claws, wanting to crush Mu Yan to death.

However, the arc on Mu Yan's body flickered, and the thunder roared loudly, and the whole person disappeared from under the claws of the golden sword lion.

The next moment, in the void behind the golden sword lion, thunder flashed, and Mu Yan stepped out of the lightning incredibly, as if bathed in thunder and lightning.

Thunder Escape!

After Mu Yan appeared, he raised his long sword high and slashed it fiercely, as if the sword of judgment had descended, and the fierce sword light immediately enveloped the golden sword lion.

Listen only to the sound of a series of flesh being pierced.

Between Mu Yan's lightning and flint, seven or eight blood marks were left on the golden sword lion's body, and gurgling blood gushed out, shocking.

The golden sword lion howled miserably, the fighting soul energy dissipated, and Yan ruthlessly changed back into human form again.

However, his current situation is worrying, and several sword marks have been cut out of his body, and he is angry.

Mu Yan withdrew his long sword, and there was a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth: "That's it?"

"You!" Yan glared at Mu Yan ruthlessly, but couldn't say a word.

He has been completely shocked today, even if he uses all his means, he is vulnerable in front of Mu Yan.

What's even more terrifying is that Mu Yan didn't seem to do his best, and defeated himself lightly.

At this moment, all of Yan Ruthless's pride collapsed.

"What rank are you?" Yan asked ruthlessly, startled and angry.

Mu Yan smiled: "You guess?"

He walked slowly, staring at Yan Ruthless with a smile.

"What are you going to do?" Facing this sixteen-year-old boy, Yan Wuru felt fear for the first time.

Mu Yan's smile was all retracted, and he said coldly: "When you insulted me, did you ever think that there would be today?"

The fear in Yan's ruthless eyes slowly amplified.

After seeing Mu Yan's dazzling movements, all of Yan's ruthless limb joints were removed.

The entire martial arts arena echoed with Yan's relentless screams.

In the stands, everyone felt that their scalps were numb, no matter what they thought of Mu Yan before, at this moment, Mu Yan had completely turned into their nightmare.

This kid is too ruthless to provoke.

Everyone admonishes themselves secretly.

Bei Jiehan frowned even more, although he didn't care about Yan's ruthless life, but the commander-level fighting soul still cared very much, if Mu Yan killed someone, the fighting spirit would also dissipate.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Brother Mu Yan, please raise your noble hand and save the lives of my men." ”

The eyes of the people present looked at the past again, and the North Decisive Han once again became the focus.

They would never have dreamed that Bei Duhan would actually personally intercede for Yan ruthlessly.

"Bei Shao even values the lives of his subordinates so much. This thought flashed, and the position of Bei Duhan in their hearts was even higher.

But how did these people know that what Bei Duhan really cared about was to transfer it to Yan's ruthless fighting spirit.

Hearing Bei Duhan's plea, Mu Yan said, "What if I want to kill him?"

The tone is so cold that it makes people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Bei Jue was stunned for a moment, and said: "You should know that the strength of my Jiangbei Group, if you kill our people, it will be an enemy of the entire Jiangbei, and we will ......."

Suddenly, Mu Yan's right hand was raised, and a long sword rose into the sky, with a buzzing sound, it turned into a brilliant streamer, and slashed it directly.

In an instant, the flying sword hung above the head of Bei Duhan, like a big knife on the guillotine, which could be cut down at any time!

"You are talking nonsense!" Mu Yan spat out word by word, the momentum of the whole person actually rose day by day, and the terrifying coercion spread around the venue like explosives that had been detonated.

Suddenly, a momentum that seemed to crush everything fell on the audience.

Everyone was overwhelmed, as if they were choked by the throat.

"It's ...... Monk of the Green Shadow!"

I don't know who came up with a word, like a whirlwind, blowing towards the audience.

For a while, everyone was strongly stimulated.

"Such a young Immortal Monk, oh my God, I have witnessed a miracle. ”

"No wonder you dare to challenge Yan Ruthless, it's as simple as a father beating his son. ”

"I'm going to change my idol in the future, Mu Yan is too handsome. ”

......

Zhao Xiaofeng and Xiao Yue glanced at each other incredulously.

After a long time, Xiao Yue smiled bitterly: "Don't look at me, I don't know when he will be promoted." ”

After Zhao Xiaofeng fell silent, he suddenly shouted: "My brother is awesome, I will mess with him in the future!"

Just when everyone was in a state of excitement, above the stands, the North Decisive Cold was not easy at all.

The main thing is that the flying sword is still hanging above his head.

Yan Wurui, who was screaming in the ring, suddenly stopped talking, and his face turned pale.

He never dreamed that the newcomer who was bullied by him a month ago would now become an existence he looked up to.

Just when Mu Yan didn't hide his rank at all and his aura exploded fiercely, Yan's ruthless mind completely collapsed, and he was scared to death!

If time could pass, he would definitely not provoke Mu Yan.

A fighting spirit slowly rose and floated to Mu Yan's body.

"The battle of life and death is over, and the winner is Mu Yan, and the reward is Yan's ruthless general-level fighting spirit, the Netherworld War Horse. ”

Originally, after a person dies, the fighting spirit on the body disappears, but except for the life and death fight, protected by the rules of the fighting world, the rewarded fighting spirit will also be transferred to the winner.

Warlord-level Netherworld War Horse Fighting Spirit, mount class.

Mu Yan smiled, but regretted in his heart, why didn't he take the commander-level fighting soul as a reward in the first place, so that the golden sword lion would be in hand.

At this time, he waved lightly.

The flying sword was summoned, and with a buzz, it returned to Mu Yan's hand.

Subsequently, Mu Yan didn't even look at Bei Duhan, and swaggered out of the martial arts arena, but no one dared to stop him.

"Bei Duhan, I will kill you now, I'm afraid it's too cheap for you, I want to let your Bei family collapse little by little, and let you taste nothing!"

Such a strong thought popped up in Mu Yan's heart.

Watching Mu Yan's figure gradually disappear, the gloom on Bei Juehan's face became even more intense.

In front of everyone, he was held by a sword to his neck, and he had never suffered such humiliation in his life.

Moreover, when Bei Duhan wooed Mu Yan before, the promise he gave was to let Mu Yan become a Qingming monk before graduating from high school. But now, only a month has passed, and Mu Yan has become a junior layman.

Thinking of this, Bei Duhan felt more and more that his face was beaten and hurt.

seems to be an incomparably grand gift, but in the eyes of the other party, it is not even a dime.

"Mu Yan, your growth is too fast, you are really a genius, but in the world of martial arts, there are too many geniuses who die halfway. Bei Duhan said in a voice that only he could hear.

A cold light flashed through his eyes.

In the crowd, a man was also watching the fight, and oddly enough, he was wearing a huge black cloak with his face and body covered.

"Sure enough, it's him!" This person also quietly withdrew from the martial arts arena and followed behind Mu Yan.