The rush to step on the air is somewhat similar to stepping on the light, the latter needs objects to step on the feet, and the former is to use martial arts to condense and form under the feet, instead of objects, every time Mu Ziyun takes a step in the air, the feather-like qi will be generated under his feet, because the hands and feet are more completely transformed, so Mu Ziyun focuses on frontal duels with people.

The preferred target is Luqiu Gongliang, because in the center of the battlefield closest to the White Lotus Cry, there are four people standing, the old woman, Luqiu Gongliang, the masked man, and the B person of the Fallen Leaf Sect, who has only fought with Luqiu Gongliang before, so he can be regarded as a breakthrough.

Quickly came to Luqiu Gongliang's side, Mu Ziyun shot straightforwardly, and he didn't hook his fingers and punched directly, hitting the lock staff, bang, Luqiu Gongliang took three or four steps back, and exclaimed in his heart, this kid's strength is so great.

Mu Ziyun also had a bottom in his heart, because his fist was not sucked when it touched the lock staff, which meant that it could not absorb martial energy, so it was difficult for Luqiu Gongliang to be his opponent.

The two fists collided back and forth, and it could not be said that there was a back and forth, because it was obvious that Mu Ziyun at this moment had suppressed Luqiu Gongliang fiercely, Mu Ziyun was entangled in martial arts on his feet, and the speed was extremely fast when he staggered, and he could only see the shadow, easily dodging the lock staff, grabbing Luqiu Gongliang's shoulder with his left hand, and concentrating on the weakness of his waist with his right palm.

Cough... Luqiu Gongliang held his breath and grabbed it with his backhand, but was dodged by a harrier, and before he could turn around, he was hit his back, hunched over and coughed up blood, his heart was ruthless, and he threw off the lock.

Mu Ziyun was suspicious in his heart, did he give up? After two breaths, he vetoed this idea, because there were two more strings of steel rings on Lu Qiu Gongliang's wrist, each string had five, and he stepped towards Mu Ziyun with a palm, Mu Ziyun clenched his fist and fought against each other, and when the fist hit, the steel rings on Lu Qiu Gongliang's wrist were together, sending a strong shock wave to Mu Ziyun, even if there was a martial energy surrounding, Mu Ziyun also flew out two feet away, and his hair was blown away.

"What kind of weapon is this" Mu Ziyun fell to the ground and asked, Lu Qiu Gongliang didn't answer, and slapped again, Mu Ziyun no longer fought hard this time, and used his body to dodge immediately, Lu Qiu Gongliang immediately turned his palm into a fist, punching into the air, each punch sent out air waves, hitting many people, but only Mu Ziyun couldn't hit him.

Six steps, five steps, Mu Ziyun distance, in three steps from the hand began to turn into flames, since then the arms, shoulders, back, legs, ankles, all ignited a fire, compressing the fire into the hand to form a fire bomb, Mu Ziyun held the fire bomb and hit Luqiu Gongliang, Luqiu Gongliang gathered the whole body Wugang in his right hand, clenched his fist and hit, boom, bang, bang, the air wave and the fire exploded due to the squeeze and junction, the air wave pushed away the bodies of the two, and flew away in the air to both sides, at this time, Mu Ziyun's hands and feet condensed martial arts at the same time, Stepping into the air to shatter the qi waves around him, passing through the haze and directly taking the life of Luqiu Gongliang, when his fist was about to touch his chest, a person suddenly appeared out of thin air from Mu Ziyun's left side, and grabbed Mu Ziyun's arm,

"Stop" turned out to be Song Hua. Mu Ziyun was about to deal with Song Hua, but he heard him say: "Enough, the two of us won't fight" Mu Ziyun stopped and said angrily: "You don't fight now, why don't you think about it now when you kill me"

"Oh, how I was then, you are the same now, we are the same kind of people, why don't you think about what will happen to you in the future"

"You..." Mu Ziyun couldn't refute.

"I am a disciple of the Hundred Refining Soldier Dao, we will meet again in the Lianzhuang Battle in the near future, so I will say goodbye" Song Hua grabbed the cloak and took Luqiu Gongliang into the tent, and disappeared in front of Mu Ziyun's eyes.

Mu Ziyun wanted to say something, so he had to go back. Mu Ziyun took over the position of Luqiu Gongliang at this time, becoming the four people in the center, and people continued to attack him.

Over time, the people outside invariably began to unite, attacking the four people collectively, the B people of the Fallen Leaf Sect had already consumed too much energy when they were protecting the first person, and finally couldn't hold on to it under such an offensive, and slowly wanted to withdraw from the center, but at this time, the strange man who stepped on the white snake came out of his black hand, and took advantage of the fact that the B person was not ready to come out of the back with his claws, poof, and the B person was still open, but there was a big hole in his chest, and there was a scaly claw stretched out in the hole, holding a bloody heart.

"Elder Ye!"

"Master!" Several people from the Fallen Leaf Sect exclaimed. Person A's face turned red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed towards Person B, and was held down by the other two people halfway, only to hear them say: "Ji, don't be impulsive, hold on to your life to take revenge" Person A looked at Person B who fell into the water, howled and shed tears, stared at the white snake monster man, and glared at Mu Ziyun again, before the two of them made a hole in the battlefield and escaped.

The white snake monster did not take over the position of the second person, took a few people around him, and took the foot as the starting point to break around the battlefield, during which he continued to make secret calculations, and instantly disrupted the battle situation on the Luoma River, and now the river is really a fight, it is a real fight with each other, and the weak are mercilessly strangled, among which there are many sect disciples like Mu Ziyun.

In the chaos, Mu Ziyun ran into a familiar opponent. The blade of the sword stabbed around Mu Ziyun's neck, and Mu Ziyun found a flaw and quickly grabbed the woman's wrist.

"It's good to have a one-sided relationship, so you don't need to be so ruthless."

"Phew" The woman's eyes widened angrily, and she spat and said: "You are not a good thing, look at the move" Where is the sword in the woman's hand, it is clearly a whip, waving towards Mu Ziyun, it is not without rules, the move is fatal but can not find a flaw, but there is a good saying, the world's martial arts are only fast and not broken, and the body may not be counted in the duel, but the speed can determine the distance between life and death.

Mu Ziyun's figure swayed, constantly changing positions, the woman's eyes couldn't keep up, but with her breath, she found that because the speed was too fast, there were three or four people around her who had Mu Ziyun's breath at the same time.

was anxious, and suddenly remembered the voice behind him,

"Minmin, step down, I'll deal with him" It was the old woman who spoke. The woman immediately gave way, the old woman held the sword in her hand, stood still, and said: "Boy, although you speed up, I only use one move, if you miss, we will give up this treasure" Mu Ziyun knew that this old woman was by no means idle, although she had not transformed, but Mu Ziyun knew that it would not be easy to win her.

Gathering all the martial energy, Mu Ziyun was ready, stepped on the water surface and made a splash, the figure disappeared, the old woman closed her eyes in a hurry, and the woman's head behind her kept swinging but could not keep up with Mu Ziyun's speed.

Click, the old woman made a move, and her eyes were closed, Mu Ziyun was dumbfounded, because his left shoulder had been pierced by the old woman, and blood was about to spurt out, Mu Ziyun withdrew from his body, took a few steps back, and there was still a flame burning on his body, covering his wound and saying to the old woman: "How do you see me" The old woman snorted coldly: "Boy, your transformation is not yet complete, maybe you can't feel it, but there is indeed the existence of Wu Gang, but as long as there is a trace of Wu Gang's breath, you can't escape my bloody sword" Mu Ziyun's shoulder hurt badly, and the sword directly pierced the body, The injury was too severe.

The old woman said to the woman behind her: "Minmin, kill him" Mu Ziyun looked at the woman, the woman pursed her lips, and said carefully: "Master, he can't fight with us anymore...."

"I'll let you kill him!" The old woman's tone was stiff, the woman lowered her head, and looked at Mu Ziyun again,

"Master..."

"What, you don't listen to what the master says?"

"No, no, I, I know the master" The woman clenched the sword in her hand, glanced at Mu Ziyun apologetically, and didn't dare to look at each other again, the sword light flashed and was about to take Mu Ziyun's life.

Mu Ziyun immediately turned into flames, but at this moment, the old woman held the hilt of the sword with both hands, as if she had read something, and the pain in Mu Ziyun's wound instantly increased several times, and she collapsed in a flash.

"It hurts!" Mu Ziyun thought in his heart, and watched the woman's sword light swing towards him.

Snap, crisp sound, Mu Ziyun's eyes became clear, and he saw clearly that it was a pure white soft sword, and Mu Ziyun hurriedly went to see who saved him.

Well? This man is so familiar,

"Senior Brother Mu, it's really you!" It was a woman who spoke, Mu Ziyun searched the memories in his mind, and finally remembered her identity,

"Senior Sister Liu, why are you here!" The person who came was Liu Xiaoxiao, the second place in the northern faction of Qingshan Peak Yumen, Mu Ziyun had met her, she was one year older than Mu Ziyun, seventeen this year, in terms of strength, Mu Ziyun was indeed ranked behind her.