The confrontation between Mu Yu and the Seven Fowl Dao people was full of sword qi and radiance, and everyone looked stupid, is this really what a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy can do? They mobilized their teachers to come to the Falling Dust Sect, and they originally thought that the disciples of the Falling Dust Sect would kneel down and surrender in fear if they drank it casually, but who knew that the Falling Dust Sect was not as easy to gnaw as other sects at all. Among them, the Seven Fowl Dao people, who have the highest cultivation, and Mu Yu, who has the lowest cultivation of the Falling Dust Sect, have been entangled for so long, and they still don't know whether they win or lose, so if they are other people, how can they be the opponent of this young man if they fight alone?

"Damn, give it to me!" Ju Wenxing saw that the Seven Birds Daoist would not be able to take the wood feather for a while, and secretly cursed in his heart, and with a wave of his arm, he let the others rush towards Cheng Yan and the others.

"Let them fight alone, your opponent is me. ”

Cheng Yan's figure stopped the four Jin Dan cultivators who were going to assist the Seven Birds Dao people, his sword light was as cold as water, and a flying sword surrounded all four people, and he even had the absolute upper hand! The rest of the people all rushed towards Uncle An, Uncle An watched the sword light and treasure in the sky smashing towards him expressionlessly, he tilted his head towards Nanhe and Lan Ling'er and said: "You two each take two, if you can't take it, I will make up for you." ”

Xiang Nan and Lan Ling'er were still thinking about these crooked melons and sour dates, so Uncle An should take them off, but they never thought that Uncle An would not let them go. They looked at each other helplessly, and the flying swords in their hands turned into four of them.

The remaining seven people flew with swords, big swords, and long sticks, mixed with monstrous spiritual power, and blasted towards Uncle An. Uncle An stood with his hands in his hands, without moving, a spiritual power barrier appeared around him, knocking all the magic weapons away, and his eyes were still looking at Mu Yu who was fighting with the Seven Fowl Daoists, and he didn't bother to raise his eyelids.

"This man is standing there and not fighting back, just defensive, and he is turning a blind eye to the attacks of so many people?"

Bai Lang looked at Uncle An in horror, in other words, it was impossible for him to take such a leisurely walk, and he must do his best to block these attacks.

He looked at Cheng Yan again, this person was younger than him, but his cultivation was so much higher than him, and he was also able to fight four people alone. In the distance, there is also a Mu Yu who has cultivated to only one Jindan Heavy Heaven, but he is no different from the Seven Bird Daoists of the Jindan Five Heavens who have long been famous in the cultivation world, and Xiang Nan and Lan Ling'er are not inferior, what kind of sect is this Falling Dust Sect?

The earthy yellow light burst out, bursts of thunder roared, and the figure to the south with a faint trace of thunder spirit in the dazzling light slammed into a person who was a golden pill and a heavy sky. The man was overwhelmed, his hair stood on end, his face was scorched, and the thunder on his body was disillusioned, and he fell down in a daze.

"One!"

The earthy yellow flying sword to the south was solid and powerful, slapping another Jindan person into the air, and his body also fell, and he stepped on the chest of the unlucky guy who was struck by the Xuancang falling lightning, kicking him unconscious. Immediately after that, his body turned and dodged to the right, and the sword qi of the other person slashed and was dodged by him, while the person lying on the ground was hit by the sword qi of his companion, blood splashed, and his life and death were unknown.

"I didn't do that. ”

Xiang Nan honestly touched the back of his head, the sword in his hand rose again, and an earthy yellow aura wrapped the person in the air layer by layer, and the flying sword in his hand shook hard, and the spiritual power connected his flying sword and the person who was wrapped, and the person had already smashed heavily on the stone before he knew what was happening, smashing a stone to pieces.

"Third Senior Brother, do you want to murder us?" Kongkong shouted, and the person who was thrown out to the south landed not far from them, and the debris all fell on Kongkong and Miaomiao, and the two of them were immediately disgraced and embarrassed.

"Stay away! I've done my job anyway. Xiang Nan clapped his hands disapprovingly, and bounced the dust off his body.

"There's more. Uncle An said lightly. The spiritual power around him has been maintained for so long, and he still does not move, but those people are a little exhausted.

"Huh?" Xiang Nan cried with a sad face, Uncle An single-handedly caught the siege of more than two dozen Jindan periods and did not fight back, it seemed that he was reserved for them to practice.

"Senior brother, don't you hurry up!" shouted Xiang Nanchao Chengyan.

"You see, these four people's cultivation is not weak! Cheng Yan's body was as light as a swallow, and he didn't breathe, but he didn't restrain the four Jindan Triple Heaven cultivators, as if he was playing a game of cat and mouse.

Xiang Nan pouted, Uncle An always said that they had too little experience and needed constant experience, and Uncle An was giving them a chance to exercise at this time. However, Xiang Nan is lazy by nature, and he doesn't like it the most to let him fight, kill, and kill, but Uncle An keeps an eye on him and doesn't let him relax. Admitting to the other is different, he has much more experience than others.

Lan Ling'er's red flying sword had already taken down the two Jindan stage cultivators, and her speed was not slower than that of Xiang Nan. She is different from Xiang Nan, she likes to fight and kill the most, she turned her head and jumped, and walked towards the cultivator above Uncle An's head.

"Peacock open screen!"

A peacock flew out of the Seven Birds fan, it stood proudly in the air, looked at Mu Yu coldly, and then chirped and rushed into the body of the Seven Birds Dao Man, the Seven Fowl Dao people suddenly had a colorful light behind them, and the gorgeous peacock tail feathers bloomed, shining in the sun, and then all the tail feathers turned into a sharp arrow and shot at Mu Yu.

"Peacock open the screen, your sister! An old man still opens the peacock screen!"

Mu Yu scolded, the names of the old bald man's moves are more cheesy than the other, these names he heard from the story of the village chief's "Strange Chronicles" when he was a child, he used to think it was domineering, but when he got used to it, he always felt weird. The shadow of the wooden feather sword flickered again, crushing all the tail feathers.

The Seven Fowl Daoist was furious, he still couldn't take down Mu Yu, and the others had already started a war, thirty Jindan periods to deal with the five people of the Falling Dust Sect, except for an unfathomable Uncle An, the remaining four young people were all crushed to death by the people of the Jiuhua Sect, and a few of them had already been lying down.

Mu Yu was also very aggrieved, his swordsmanship restrained the black fan of the Seven Fowl Daoist everywhere, but it was an indisputable fact that the Seven Fowl Daoist cultivated higher than him, he could use swordsmanship to make up for the gap between them, but the Seven Fowl Daoist was strong, and he would not be defeated by him, and the two fell into a stalemate for a while.

"Brother Mu Yu, why isn't it over yet? It seems that you really want to make up for yourself. ”

"Uncle An watched the whole process calmly, I feel that he is going to give you special training tomorrow!"

Sora and Miaomiao were a little bored waiting, they had eaten all their bananas, and they were thinking about where to go to get more snacks when a sword suddenly crossed Soku's neck.

"Stop it for me, if you don't tie your hands and arrest him, I'll kill him!" Ju Wenxing didn't know when he had come to Kongkong and Miaomiao's side, and he found that the people of the Falling Dust Sect were simply playing with their own people, and the five of them actually beat everyone they brought to the ground, which made him angry!

Cheng Yan finally kicked the four people who surrounded him away, and the others also distanced themselves from the Jiuhua Sect cultivators, Mu Yu also retreated dozens of feet, and all the people of the Falling Dust Sect focused their eyes on Ju Wenxing.

"He threatens the empty air?" Chengyan frowned.

"I won't talk about him for bullying the small, he actually dares to threaten these two troublemakers?" Xiang Nan looked at Ju Wenxing with a strange expression.

"Ask for more blessings!" Lan Ling'er stared at the sword around Kongkong's neck with interest.

"I feel like something is going to happen. Mu Yu patted his forehead.

What made Ju Wenxing feel strange was that the people of the Falling Dust Sect did not panic at all when they saw that they were threatening the two helpless little boys, but looked forward to it, as if they were waiting for a good show. There was something vaguely wrong in his heart, but how could this be? What kind of waves could two children under the age of twelve make in their own hands?

He made up his mind, laughed at himself and thought too much, and then said: "Each of you listens to me, if you don't tie your hands today, I will be arrested, and when my master Jiuhua Zhenren comes to the door, I will definitely destroy your whole faction! If you dare to resist, I will kill these two children!"

"Miaomiao, someone threatened my brother. Kongkong stretched out his small hand and flicked the sword around his neck, his face tense.

"Brother, what should I do, I'm so scared!" Miao Miao shook her empty hand.

"You two, shut it up for me—"

Before Ju Wenxing's word "mouth" could be spoken, a strange appearance suddenly came from the tip of the sword, and then Ju Wenxing was shocked to find that his whole body became itchy, and he wanted to mobilize the spiritual power in his body to stop the itching, but the more the spiritual power in his body flowed, the more obvious the itching became. His whole body trembled, and he couldn't hold the flying sword in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a "clang".

"It's itchy!haha, stupid!"

Kongkong jumped up excitedly, picked up the flying sword that Ju Wenxing dropped on the ground and gestured. Ju Wenxing scratched all over his body hard, he was terrified and wanted to snatch the sword back, but he really couldn't help the itching, he kept scratching, and he actually scratched his own skin.

"It's a pity that such a great way to fix people can only bully outsiders. Miao Miao shook her head.

Kongkong and Miaomiao don't have any cultivation, but when someone looks down on the two of them, they will understand what the end of contempt is. They didn't cultivate to make trouble all day long, and they weren't afraid of falling off the cliff when they climbed rocks and walked on the wall, how could they be compared to ordinary children? If they didn't have the means to protect themselves, the other people of the Falling Dust Sect would be relieved to let the two of them go around and make trouble?

"Boom!"

The belly pockets of Kongkong and Miaomiao suddenly emitted a golden light, and the domineering aura hit Ju Wenxing's body accurately, Ju Wenxing didn't have time to react, the whole person had already rushed out and fell heavily to the ground, because he couldn't gather spiritual power, this blow directly knocked him unconscious. He already had a little red spot all over his body, and he looked weird.

"These two people's 'talcum powder' even Uncle An has been tricked by them!"

Mu Yu shuddered, not only Uncle An, but in the sect except for the master, they used this on everyone. These two people followed the master to his medicine garden to wander around when they had nothing to do every day, and secretly pulled out the Lele grass behind the master's back. This Le Le Cao is a pain-relieving herb planted by Master, and if it is used in too much amount, it will cause itching all over the body, and the faster the spiritual power flows, the more obvious the itching will be.

Originally, it was just to disturb other people's cultivation at first, but when the master found out, the master didn't scold them, but gathered the powder of this Le Le Cao on their belly pockets. The belly pocket that Master gave them was not a simple treasure, it was quite spiritual, and it was able to sense the hostility of the outside world. Usually absorb the aura slowly, once in danger, it will condense the absorbed aura to protect them from harm, and the powder of the Lele grass will spread silently, except for themselves, the creatures within a radius of three meters will be filled with itching.

Xiang Nan once didn't believe it, so he took off his belly pocket, he stabbed it with his sword, and then his face changed greatly, and his whole body itched, and he still remembered the feeling that life was worse than death!

So when Ju Wenxing landed the hostility on the empty body, everyone was not in a hurry, because they knew that the belly pocket on the empty body was secretly mysterious, and they would sense the hostility and release the Lele grass powder. If you want to relieve the itching, you must take the fairy moon grass. In order to prevent these two from making trouble, everyone in the Falling Dust Sect has eaten the Immortal Moon Grass, which can be regarded as lifelong immunity.

"Oops, this belly pocket talcum powder can't be used again for seven days. Miao Miao touched her belly pocket dissatisfiedly, and the two of them called the powder of Lele grass talcum powder.

"It's okay, Master didn't just equip us with belly pockets. Sora scratched his ass and said.

Everyone in the Jiuhua faction looked at the two little children in disbelief, this plot development was not quite right, how could the powerless little kid knock down the dignified Ju Wenxing of the Jindan Four Heavens?

"Alas, if only I could use this Lele grass, what a good thing!" Xiang Nan looked at Ju Wenxing lying on the ground with pity.

"Then you are also wearing a belly pocket!" Mu Yu laughed, Le Le Cao will only be attacked by unsuspecting people, like when they fight with people, the aura is discharged, and the Le Le Grass powder will be swept away in the blink of an eye, so it doesn't mean much to them. As for Kongkong and Miaomiao, the harmless appearance of the two humans and animals, who would be wary of them?

"The leader is unconscious, what should I do with the rest?" Lan Ling'er glanced at the others, and there were only seven people left in the Jiuhua Sect who could still stand firm, including the Seven Bird Dao people with the highest cultivation level and the Bohua Master Tai who had never made a move since being slapped by Mu Yu.

"That's it for today!" Uncle An's figure suddenly appeared a few phantoms, shuttling among all the people of the Jiuhua faction, and the people of the Jiuhua faction just wanted to make a move, but they didn't expect a pain in their necks, and they all fell unconscious.

"You-" The Seven Fowl Daoist never dreamed that he wouldn't even have room to fight back in front of Uncle An! he let out one last exclamation, and his body lay down limply.

Uncle An of Jindan Nine Heavens is terrifying!

The thirty-three Jindan cultivators of the Jiuhua Sect were all wiped out in the Luochen Sect.