Maybe it was right to choose to attack Luqiu Gongliang, but now Mu Ziyun's situation is really not good. Song Hua was still nowhere to be seen, because he had to take care of his companions, so the attack at this time was not so strong, but the scepter that could absorb Wu Gang was really too tricky.

Luqiu Gongliang understood Mu Ziyun's thoughts, danced a unique set of staff, held the cane up and down with both hands, stabbed forward and backward at the same time, and then held the lock staff backhand, and the body flipped in the air to stab again. The speed of the series of actions is not slow, and each shot changes on the basis of the original. Mu Ziyun couldn't figure out the routine, so he could only act at the opportunity, attacking while dodging, fighting dozens of moves, and he didn't even grab Luqiu Gongliang's shoulder.

"Drink" Luqiu Gongliang roared, held the lock staff and hit the river surface, the huge force brought up layers of splashes, and then spun around, driving the water droplets to shoot towards Mu Ziyun. Mu Ziyun's right hand hooked his finger to meet him, but he was shocked out by the water droplets slapped on his body, "What a lot of strength" "But it's not just like this" A voice came from around him out of thin air, it was Song Hua Luqiu's scepter that could not only absorb Wu Gang, but also emanate Wu Gang, these water droplets were actually carriers "Mu Ziyun said in his heart, I see, I can't touch it, I can't escape, there is still a Song Hua who needs to be solved, I'm afraid that I can't win this battle, and try to hold it as long as possible, if it doesn't work, I will take out the white lotus cry and throw it among them, and take the opportunity to get out."

Just thinking about it, suddenly there was a wind above his head, and when he looked up, it was the pitch-black lock staff, Mu Ziyun took a step backwards, but was held by someone's right hand halfway, it should be Song Hua, Mu Ziyun couldn't dodge and had to raise his hands to resist, the iron bump in the hundred and ten catties hit his wrist, first stinging, and then he felt that Wu Gang in his body was quickly sucked away, the suction was very strong, as if he was sticking to the flesh and blood, Mu Ziyun couldn't take back his hand, and used his mind to turn into flames to attack Luqiu Gongliang, and immediately tore off his hands at the moment he dragged his hand, and flew out, As a result, he was hit again in the air, his feet were tightly locked to the staff, his calves began to go weak and sore, and he lost his strength in a few breaths. "Hehe" Song Hua's figure appeared, at this moment, Lu Qiu Gongliang was holding a lock staff in his right hand, the head of the staff hung down, Mu Ziyun's feet were leaning on it, and his legs were half immersed in water and couldn't move. After struggling many times, and finally exhausted, Mu Ziyun fell down on his stomach, and his body fell into the cold river. "What? That's not going to work? You are nothing more than that, back then, I only fell down after half a pillar of incense under this cane," Song Hua stood on the surface of the water and looked at Mu Ziyun and said. "Xiaohua" Luqiu Gongliang opened his mouth, "It's almost over, you should know what task you have this time" "Got it" "It's not over there yet, you should be able to get the soul now" "Oh? Not done yet? Song Hua looked back at that side, "I didn't expect the guys from the Fallen Leaf Sect to be able to resist for so long" "Don't be careless, the Fallen Leaf Sect pursues the limit of mortals, and every disciple is stronger than the same generation of other sects, and there are some unclean people in there, it is not easy for us to stay for a long time" "Which people?" "Demon" "It's that organization!" "Hmm" "Interesting, the old man asked me to bring some loot back, why don't I kill them, and then..."

During the two of them talking, they didn't care about Mu Ziyun who fell in the river at all, and at this moment, the light yellow fire beads gradually dimmed in color, Luqiu Gongliang forgot one thing, that is, he didn't have the ability to retract the lock staff, at this time Mu Ziyun was still being sucked up by Wu Gang, and the lock staff was already red, it was blood, Mu Ziyun was almost unconscious, all with his breath, he was holding on hard, and his feet seemed to be tied with a 10,000-pound pendant, and he fell deeper and deeper into the quagmire, dead? Mu Ziyun thought of death again, unlike under the prison sound of the bell frame, this time it seemed that the distance from death was too close, his legs had lost sensation, and the martial arts in his body were gradually drained with the blood. The eyes could not see clearly, the ears could not hear, and it slowly disappeared in the river. Suddenly, a picture appeared in his mind, which he was very familiar with, it was the sculpture in front of the Yumen Mountain Terrace Hall, the goshawk with its talons bound by chains, staring at the sky, its wings falling off and reborn in the confinement, scarred. Mortal? How can I get rid of the quagmire, break free from the shackles, I am getting stronger every day, duel and transform, leaving the mortal world only to return to the roots, I desperately want to untie the chains under my feet and soar into the air, but in the end I am still in order to be able to find my own shadow in the heaven and earth, the starting point is the end, from life to death, what has changed with the takeaway, perhaps, the eagle in the sky is not without shackles, just to find a more suitable place for himself, to transform into form, into reality, in the void in the form.

The aura of the river changed, Song Hua and Luqiu Gongliang finally felt that something was wrong, and the people who were fighting fiercely in the distance were also attracted by this strange feeling. "This kid, what's going on?" Lu Qiu Gongliang stared at Mu Ziyun in the water, and at this moment, there were ripples around him, the lines became denser and denser, and the wind currents in the air were also surging towards that side. Moving the lock staff, Wu Gang who couldn't feel Mu Ziyun anymore, although it was close to his body, it couldn't play a role, when such a thing happened, Luqiu Gongliang had only seen it on a dead person, but Mu Ziyun was still breathing, could it be that there was something wrong with the lock staff?

After the small hill, "Master, what's wrong with him?" Why am I in a hurry Something is wrong with my breath" The old woman didn't speak, just looked at Mu Ziyun blankly, "Master? Master? The old woman finally came back to her senses, lowered her head and muttered, the woman leaned closer and heard some words clearly, she was saying, this is not true, this is impossible, "Master, what's wrong, what is impossible" The old woman turned her head, her heart was mixed, and she trembled and said: "It seems that we have no chance in this Lianzhuang battle, Qingshan Peak, it really opened the eyes of the old body, this, this kind of thing is too ....."" Master, he ..... "" Hehe..."The old woman smiled bitterly, "He's transforming into a shape, and most of them are going to succeed" The woman couldn't slow down for a while after hearing this, and she thought for a long time before she cried out, "Transformation!" Master, you said he was transfigurating! Oh my God, he's his age...""I don't believe it either, but it's true"

The people who were fighting in the distance finally discovered the source of the breath, which was the little ghost they had been secretly staring at just now. "What's going on?" Someone stopped and asked. People speculated, and after a moment, a voice startled, "That kid is transforming!" "What!" "What!" Even the four members of the Fallen Leaf Sect who were surrounded in the inner circle were shocked by this news, "You fart, how old is that kid" "Don't believe it, I have felt this kind of aura in a master, I have already vouched for it, this is true." "Sighs abounded......

"Can't let him succeed" someone whispered secretly, "Suddenly there is an additional shapeshifting master, it is very likely to break the existing pattern" "Kill him?" "That fire bead may be a baby, at this age, he may be a treasure all over his body" "Rob him" Many people stared at Mu Ziyun, their eyes filled with greedy desire.

At this moment, Mu Ziyun's body rolled up a wind current, accompanied by a visible flowing gas, which completely surrounded him, and the air was empty and inexplicably gushed out a violent aura, disgust? Fear? In any case, the hearts of everyone on the Lok Ma River are no longer at peace at this moment.