"Huangquan Road, Buddha Daoist!" Mo Yiyue was also out of surprise, but also out of reminder Mu Yuncheng. In short, his voice really attracted the attention of the people around him.

Mu Yuncheng moved his gaze back to the Buddhist, it turned out that this person was the second Buddhist in the Great Wilderness Killer List. It seems that such a first-class master is not so amazing.

Master duels often have to feel the breath of the opponent with your heart, until the flaws exposed by one side are captured by the other side, and the first shot can take advantage of the attack.

A cold wind whistled by, and the sky did not clear after all, and the dark clouds were like an unwashable gray cloth, tightly covering the heads of everyone. Suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed, and the roar caught people off guard. Among the people present, none of them were intimidated by the thunder, but they all held their breath and watched the two quietly.

Another divine thunder descended into the world, and the dazzling white light slashed in front of Mu Yuncheng's eyes like a heavenly sword. A subtle blink was keenly captured by the Buddhist Taoist, and he saw that his figure suddenly disappeared without a trace, and then the sword blade exuding the breath of Huangquan suddenly appeared on Mu Yuncheng's neck.

The legendary Huangquan Road is near, and it is itself an assassination mastery that the gods and ghosts do not know.

I don't know how many masters died under this trick for no reason, and the breath of Huangquan was pervasive and silent. And when you smell it, it's a sign that you're dead.

The cold blade had already touched Mu Yuncheng's throat, and at that time, he could clearly feel that death was close at hand.

"There is no shadow of death, you don't have a chance to be careful......" he said, and slashed down with his sword, but the expected blood-colored flowers did not bloom as expected. The blade of the sword did not cut into Mu Yuncheng's throat by half an inch, but only swept in front of it by half an inch, no matter what, this sword did not hurt Mu Yuncheng at all after all.

Powerful qi suddenly erupted from Mu Yuncheng's body, and the chirping cyclone immediately turned into countless sharp sword shadows, sweeping towards him like a wave.

The figure of the Buddha Taoist flickered, and then disappeared without a trace, and when he blinked again, he actually appeared in the position where he had just confronted him.

He has killed countless people in his life, and he has never missed such a close distance. The descendants of the Mu family have too many secrets, and it seems that what Zhang Zhao said is indeed true.

"This kid's innate physique is different from ordinary people, and any spiritual sword can't hurt him!"

Hearing Tianxinggong's words, the Buddhists suddenly realized, and couldn't help but look at Mu Yuncheng curiously again. Is it the same as the legendary Mu Long, that is a rare physique in the great wilderness! But the Yellow Spring has come out, and there is no reason for him to take it back!

At this moment, Mu Yuncheng put his palms together in front of his chest, and his feet gradually lifted off the ground, obviously carrying him in the air with a rushing force, and around him was the supreme sword shadow that he turned into with his internal force, going back and forth.

The vertical and horizontal sword shadow rotated in reverse, like a furious tornado rising from the ground to the sky. His whole body opened his arms in this tornado, like a heavenly king, but his figure became more and more blurred.

I can't imagine that this kid's internal strength has been so strong! Tianxing Gong secretly sighed, only to feel that in the past and present, I am afraid that I will not be able to find a person who has entered the realm as quickly as him.

Seeing this, the Buddhist Taoist lifted one hand to his waist, and the wine gourd sprayed the cork, and after pouring a sip of spirits, a red circle of light suddenly appeared around it, and layers of dense charms exploded around it, and the circle of light was painted into a circle in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the circle slowly turned, accompanied by a strange gradient of red light. The ghosts and gods of the underworld hold swords and break the ground, standing proudly like a mountain cliff, with the sky above their heads and eight arms on their backs. Each of the eight arms holds a sword, pointing to the eight directions, which is to subdue ghosts and gods, cross the king's difficulties, lead the Buddha, destroy the enemy's grievances, great compassion, reincarnation evil, life and death, and the sentient beings are broken. If the eight swords come out together, the sky will fall and the earth will fall, and there will be no trace of gods and ghosts.

"Ghost and God Eight Tribulation Sword! This is the legendary stunt that can summon the god of death in the underworld? This Buddhist Taoist is really worthy of being the messenger of Huangquan!" Mo Yiyue was shocked in his heart, it turned out that the Buddhist Taoist still hid such a mastery! In this way, Mu Yuncheng would be even more dead! And the more anxious he was in his heart, the calmer he became.

Looking at Mu Yuncheng again, there was no fear on his face, his heart was extremely complicated at the moment, if he saw this scene in the past, he might still be a little afraid. But today, he is not afraid of death at all, to be precise, it is because of Mo Yiyue's presence that he has become so indomitable.

"Even if he dies, let Mo Yiyue watch himself fall, he betrayed his friends, sold his soul, and deserves to be surrounded by guilt for the rest of his life!" At this moment, Mu Yuncheng's heart was full of angry willfulness, every time he saw Mo Yiyue standing among the people of the Xinghai Sect, his heart seemed to have been cut by a knife.

I had the impression that he was so righteous, but I didn't expect him to become so fragile once he went through the test of life and death. Also, I have seen the boundless cruelty of the grass, how can ordinary people stand like him? But even so, I will never forgive him! A good man would rather be a broken jade than a complete tile! Mo Yiyue is not worthy of being his own role model, mother, you are looking at the wrong person!

Today, I want to use my life to prove that I, Mu Yuncheng, am not a person who retreats from battle, greedy for life and afraid of death, Mo Yiyue, if there is an afterlife, I will set an example for you again!

The sword shadows in the sky formed an irresistible storm of sword qi, and the area it covered was rapidly expanding at a speed that was already visible to the naked eye.

"No, Mu Yuncheng is definitely not the opponent of the Buddhists, we must find a way to stop him!"

Mo Yiyue's mind quickly thought of the most effective way, "With Mu Yuncheng's character, persuasion is not only useless, but also exposes himself. It's better to use the agitation method. ”

Thinking of this, he suddenly sacrificed the Dragon Ball Phantom Turtle and summoned an ice dragon towards Mu Yuncheng's place. The ice dragon was instantly crushed by the sword qi storm of Mu Yuncheng's protective body, releasing a freezing cold air, instantly freezing Mu Yuncheng's hands and feet.

Isn't Mo Yiyue afraid that the Buddhists will take this opportunity to kill Mu Yuncheng? At this point, he is extremely confident, looking at the top masters of the Great Wilderness, no one is willing to take advantage of the danger of others. Even if he is a cold-blooded killer like a Buddhist, he doesn't care about the light of an unknown junior like himself.

"Presumptuous, do you have a part to meddle here?" Baili Yi was so old and spicy, he suddenly saw through Mo Yiyue's thoughts. But he was afraid that the moody Buddhists would be angry with Mo Yiyue, so he took the first step to reprimand Mo Yiyue and sealed everyone's tongues.

Looking at Mu Yuncheng again, this level of ice was shattered by him in an instant. But he didn't believe that Mo Yiyue would sneak attack him anyway, he looked straight at Mo Yiyue, and his body couldn't help trembling.

"Mu Yuncheng, since you want to kill me, don't blame me for being unkind and unjust. With so many masters here today, let's see if you die first, or if I die first!" he raised his eyebrows, looking extremely proud. His heart was dripping blood because of Mu Yuncheng's resentful gaze.

If becoming a wicked person can save your life, I am willing to go to the eighteen layers of hell and suffer eternal reincarnation.

"Mo Yiyue, the more you want me to die, I won't die! There are so many of you today, I can't kill you, but remember, I will definitely not let you go!" he said, and his palm forward, sucking the entire sword qi storm in his palm. The condensed sword qi emitted an extremely dazzling light, and the huge noise erupted like a mountain torrent, resounding in everyone's eardrums.

The sword that condensed all of Mu Yuncheng's internal power suddenly shot out, and came straight to Mo Yiyue, and the Buddha Daoist raised his fingers, and the eight swords of the ghosts and gods of the underworld behind him came out together, converging at one point, and it was like a supreme thunder bursting out of anger, coming towards it.

Legend has it that the wind above the nine heavens is the Gangfeng, and the fire under the Yellow Spring is the dark fire, both of which are incomparable forces between heaven and earth. Everyone only felt a powerful force pushing themselves towards the cliff, and the cliffs on both sides were slashed by the sky-breaking sword qi that burst out, and they actually cut off the corners of the cliff one after another, and fell down like covering the sky and the sun.

"Be careful!" Everyone ducked to both sides, and the surging dust and smoke were as fierce as the tide of a dragon, until the Heavenly Star Gong cast a trick to summon the wind, which blew all the dust and smoke away, but the way was blocked by a mountain-like boulder in front of them.

As for Mu Yuncheng, he had already left without a trace at the moment of the explosion.