The spiritual guidance of the Tattooed Spirit Realm Magician already has some kind of resonance rule with the spiritual power between heaven and earth, so even if Chu Muyun and the little wolf did not deliberately invoke the spiritual power to fight, the spiritual power around them was also pulled and gathered.

The little wolf's body entangled in blood-red spiritual power looked a little hazy and empty, and the short-bladed sword light he stabbed out shimmered like the fangs of a blood wolf, full of terrifying aura, and in an instant, it met Chu Muyun's Canghai Moon Bright Sword Style.

At the same time, the incomparable blood-light sword momentum formed a devouring vortex, rolling up the ice banyan leaf without any damage.

Such an innate sense of smell for prey makes him proficient in both offense and defense.

He attacked Chu Muyun's throat and guarded this ice banyan leaf, completely exposing himself to Chu Muyun's cold sword without defense.

This seemingly arrogant offensive is not ignoring the opponent, maybe he has already grasped Chu Muyun's mentality of not cultivating a murderous sword before he uses the sword to be so unscrupulous, but he is even more sure of the target of this sword!

He was raised by wolves since he was a child, and he was a little wolf.

When the wolf is determined to deliver the most powerful blow, he only thinks about how to tear through the predators and get food.

It was clear that he had already learned the gift of a wolf, though it was not something to be admired and envied.

Facing the ferocity of the little wolf, Chu Muyun did not dare to be careless at all.

Although the battle between the two was to snatch the falling ice banyan leaf, the lethality carried by the little wolf's fierce sword momentum did not mean to be restrained at all, and he saw a kind of irrational fierce light in his bloody eyes full of unruliness and wildness, even if he had heard of the ruthlessness of the little wolf's attack, he still felt shocked at the moment.

Chu Muyun performed the Seven Stars Technique, and the Star Road Diagram Culture crisscrossed under his feet made a dazzling rune net floated out of thin air, and the six stars except for Yao Guang became the node of the net, with the guidance of the cold sword, the Star Road Net was like an inexplicable hexagonal formation that produced a confining force to trap the little wolf, and his own sword was like a bright moon on the sea, and the sword of his own sword was like a bright moon on the sea that violently split the blood-colored vortex that swept up the ice banyan leaves.

The young men of the Chu family were dumbfounded, if Chu Muyun's defeat of Chu Liancheng in the battle made them unbelievable and suspicious, then he who broke the sword momentum of the first person of the younger generation of the family with his sharp and handsome means in front of him completely convinced everyone!

Chu Muyun's figure was elegant, and there was starlight shining under his feet, but just as the ice banyan leaf was about to slowly fall on the tip of the sword, the little wolf trapped by the net built by the six stars poured out a thick smell of blood all over his body like a flood in an instant, and the disgusting smell was almost suffocating.

"It's the little wolf's talent Xuanyuan Technique, blood wolf!" a young man from the Chu family exclaimed in surprise.

I saw that the little wolf was covered in blood, and a blood-colored wolf shadow with a huge body and sharp hair like a sharp sword suddenly appeared behind him, and the sharp blood-colored minions of the wolf shadow resolutely tore open the rune net, and the six dots of starlight dazzled silently in the morning when the north wind was fierce.

The starlight dazzled and caused a ripple-like luster, and the aftermath contained the power of a seal, gently spreading out in all directions.

Chu Muyun knew the extraordinaryness of the Reverse Step Seven Star Technique, he looked at the dazzling ripples that exploded with a solemn expression, his body retreated rapidly under the spiritual light, and the cold sword in his hand suddenly turned like a wave.

"Skyfall Slash!"

The north wind echoed with the sound of a damp waterfall, and the cold sword was like a waterfall that diluted the clouds and mist rolling down from the towering mountains, and the countless crystal water splashes splashed by the collision with the mountain rocks and peaks, and in the light of the sword, it was like a dazzling cold sword towards the little wolf and disappeared.

This is a formula that Chu Muyun has not seen in the fragment of "Seven Strings Chop", but he remembered it in his mind with the perfect interpretation of the hilt of the sword, and the proficiency of this slash is as if it has been performed a hundred thousand times, as if the phantom in the mirror that is being interpreted and perfected is the real self!

At the moment when Chu Muyun slashed down with a sword, the little wolf bit the corner of his lip and dripped a drop of blood in the palm of his hand, and he urged the Xuanyuan Divine Pattern to condense a slowly blooming blood-colored lotus flower in the palm of his hand, only to see the blood-shrouded blood wolf floating shadow behind him jump up with the blooming of the blood-colored lotus, and the sharp and huge wolf claws gathered a blood-colored torrent like a cirrus cloud, like a collapsed mountain going crazy.

The waterfall-like sword rain was as crystal as jade in the slightly sparse sunlight, this beautiful and transparent waterfall diluted the bloody red torrent, and the blood wolf figure was cut into pieces by the dense sword rain, and Chu Muyun's sword momentum was like falling into the vast pale red sea, and it was no longer to be found......

The two fought at a gallop, and finally the withered ice banyan leaf slowly fell to the ground in each other's sight!

This battle, caused by falling leaves, will surely end by returning to the dust.

This is the best place to go for the fallen leaves, and it is also the best ending to this contest.

Chu Muyun thinks so!

He put his sword into the sheath, quietly looked at the little wolf in front of him, and didn't say anything, but just bowed to the little wolf again out of kindness, even if it was as a thank you to the other party's subordinates, although he didn't do his best.

The little wolf's breath gradually calmed down, and the bloody color of murder was no longer in his eyes with danger and demons, and the smell of blood around his body gradually faded. His calm face stood up to scrutiny, a little handsome, and he stood there like a childish child.

When Chu Muyun bowed his hand, his expression was moved, he stiffened for a moment, and finally raised his strong arm a little rusty

stiffly returned a bow.

Chu Lianzong, a young man from the Chu family in the distance, looked coldly at the two who seemed to be cherishing each other, and snorted coldly: "The monster and the waste wood have become friends, this is really a good story of the Chu family......"

Chu Fengling, who appeared next to him at some point, looked a little haggard, looked at Chu Lianzong helplessly, shook his head and didn't say anything.

However, just as everyone was about to disperse, the little wolf, who was already as calm as ever, suddenly swung his thick fist, only to see a stream of spiritual power surging wildly with the trajectory of his arm, and suddenly turned into a spiritual power fist mark in the surprised eyes of everyone, rolling up the dust and residual leaves on the ground and blasting towards Chu Lianzong's chest.

The dull but powerful sound reached everyone's ears with a ripple of spiritual power that rippled in Chu Lianzong's chest, only to see Chu Lianzong's face instantly appear bloody, his body retreated messily, his back hit the edge of the fighting battlefield, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding before he stopped.

Everyone was stunned, sympathetic and gloating at the embarrassed Chu Lianzong.

They didn't look at the little wolf in shock, because they were afraid, except for Chu Muyun, of course.

"Monster, do you dare to beat me, I'm going to let my father abolish you!" Chu Lianzong, who was sitting on the edge of the battle in embarrassment, was furious, pointing at the little wolf and shouting angrily.

However, before his intimidating voice fell, another light blue spiritual power with a cold current turned into a lonely palm print and slapped it.

Chu Lianzong coughed up blood, and there was silence around him!

It turned out to be Chu Muyun who made the shot!

The expressions of the teenagers of the Chu family could no longer be described as shocked, and they even doubted that the teenager in front of them was not the family waste wood they once knew?

If it was that waste wood Chu Muyun, how could he transform from a failed spirit summoning to the strength of the Tattoo Spirit Realm in just one month, and be able to fight against Chu Liankun, a little wolf monster, without distinction between the top and the bottom?

The most unbelievable thing is that Fang Cai's hand that gathers spiritual power seems to be more decisive and fierce than the little wolf who is known for its ferocity, so he fanned it without hesitation, which ...... Don't you need time to muster up some courage?

He's the grandson of the Seventh Elder!

The sixth and seventh elders are in the same spirit, holding the power second only to the patriarch in the family, and it is too late for ordinary people to avoid it, and how dare they offend him. As for Chu Fengnan, who was expelled by the clan, he has been swallowing his anger for seven years, and he was forced to marry by Chu Liancheng not long ago, even if Chu Muyun recovers his former realm, he is still guilty, and I am afraid that these strengths are not enough to call the two elders into the same line......

Chu Fenglingqiao's face was pale with panic, she kept telling herself that Chu Muyun in her memory was not like this, but how to explain the facts in front of her: "He, is he finally going to return the ridicule he has endured one by one?"

As if he was instantly illuminated by the light of countless scorching lights, Chu Muyun subconsciously took two steps back, his handsome face was full of innocence and confusion, and he muttered in his heart: "Why are you looking at me, I'm helping him......"

At that moment, he was the only one staring at the angry little wolf, after Chu Lianzong released cruel words, he clearly saw the dignified killing intent in the little wolf's demonic eyes, and he knew the temperament of the little wolf, so he took the lead in recklessly relieving Chu Lianzong.

He was very sure that if it weren't for this palm, I am afraid that Chu Lianzong would really become a dead man under the shadow of a blood wolf!

The north wind was cold, and everyone was a little chilled, and it seemed that the first snow was about to usher in the first winter.

Chu Lianzong became quiet, his eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Chu Muyun's slender and thin figure, and a sense of fear actually rose in his heart.

He didn't understand why this gentle, humble and polite Chu Muyun scared him more than the bloodthirsty and crazy wolf.

The area around the fighting battlefield in front of the Pavilion, was quiet again, and only the biting north wind blew up the sparse fallen leaves on the ground, with a rustling sound.

The little wolf nodded to Chu Muyun, then turned around and left, and this inexplicable farce also came to an end as Chu Muyun walked into the Technique Pavilion......

The simple and solemn Shuge is very quiet and warm, and the merciless north wind seems to be blocked by an inexplicable energy.

Maybe it was the old man he wanted to see here, the old man was very kind and lonely, and Chu Muyun felt the warmth of a haven here.

After wandering alone for a long time, he still couldn't find the figure of the four elders. Chu Muyun stared quietly at the dilapidated futon and the empty table, as if he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes fell on the dusty staircase with clear footprints in the corner.