Just as the two sides were agreeing on these three competitions, a thick fog slowly surged overhead, and a figure condensed with an ethereal feeling.

This figure is an old man, dressed in white, full of silver hair, his face is full of wrinkles, a strand of silver hair on his chin has reached his waist, but his face is very ruddy, at this moment he is so hidden in the clouds, looking down at the people below, with a playful face, he whispered to himself: "Hey, thanks to that demon, this time it is really the right one." ”

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In the Lingmu Valley, Mu Cangshan slowly spoke: "These three competitions, the first one today, the second one in a year, and the third one in a year, how about it?"

Mu Cangshan's proposal for a one-year competition naturally has his own considerations, the first is to delay the time, waiting for the spirit creature to appear, and the second is that for immortal cultivators, one year is not as long as it seems, and a spiritual late-stage monk like himself can be closed for three or four years in a retreat.

Diao Man was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed and said, "Old man Mu, you are really stupid for me!" As he was speaking, the gray-clothed man beside him leaned over and whispered: "Promise first, ask them for a proton, so that they won't run away, and when the help of the sect arrives, destroy his Mu family." ”

Diao was stunned again, obviously he didn't expect the person next to him to agree to this proposal, but this person's words couldn't help but listen, so he coughed lightly and changed his words: "Okay! Old man Mu, as you said, but, wait for you for so long...... You have to have a mortgage, no matter what the outcome is today, I want a junior of your Mu family to be a proton, and when I compete a year later, I will return the proton, which is already enough to give your Mu family face!"

This time it was Mu Cangshan's turn to be stunned, he didn't expect the other party to agree to the conditions so easily, and what he didn't expect was that the other party actually asked for a proton on his side. What do they want to do? If they are here for this spiritual land, there is no need to ask for protons, could it be that they really came for the thing in the valley, because they are afraid that they will find that thing in this year and run away? Or are they not sure about finding that thing and need the help of the Mu family?

The more Mu Cangshan thought about it, the more frightened he became, it seemed that the secret had been leaked.

"How? This condition is not difficult to achieve! If you don't agree again, I think we should move a little more seriously, and how many people will survive in your Mu family by then?" said again.

Mu Cangshan turned his heart and said, "Okay! I agreed! But there are sixteen grandchildren in my Mu family, and who to send there still needs to be discussed, and it will take three days." ”

Diao Man glanced at the gray-clothed man again, shook the horsewhip with a crisp "snap", and said: "Three days, three days, let's do it!"

As soon as the words fell, the gray-clothed man beside him jumped up from the horse, and his figure flipped in the air and came to Mu Cangshan's body three feet in front of him, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please.

Mu Cangshan glanced at the two brothers, and the two led the Mu family to slowly retreat, leaving a vacant space thirty zhang wide in the center.

Mu Cangshan stood up, took a deep breath, flipped his hand, and there was already a dark green wooden sword more than two feet long in his palm.

The gray-clothed man touched his waist unhurriedly, and a yellow palm-sized rune paper appeared in his hand, and the spiritual power was injected into the rune paper, only to see that the rune paper flashed with silver light, and a silver long sword was already in his hand.

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Everyone watching the battle in the Mu family was shocked, and many people recognized it, the yellow rune paper taken out by the gray-clothed man was a kind of spirit rune, called Tongbao rune, which can be put into a small rune paper for easy carrying. Although this spirit rune was not uncommon, it was not something that a small family like theirs could have.

Mu Qing in the crowd had already widened her eyes at this moment, ignoring her father's pull, and squeezed away from the crowd to show her head. This was the first time he had seen the true Cultivator Fighting Method, for him who had been given up by his family since a year ago, and in another year, when he was fifteen years old, he would be sent out of the family and go to live a mortal life, this might be the last chance to see the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and he was unwilling to give up this opportunity.

Since the age of seven, in order to help him open the spirit, the family has also worked hard, and he has eaten six pills in exchange for not many resources, but others eat one, two, and even the fourteenth sister has naturally opened the spirit without eating it, and he has no sign of opening the spirit, which makes him feel pressured as the eldest son and eldest grandson.

Until a year ago, the family finally decided to give up cultivating Mu Qing, let him leave the valley when he was fifteen years old, and go to live a mortal life, after that, although the elders in the family are usually very kind to him, but I don't know when the younger brothers and sisters who opened the spirit began to secretly call him a waste, at first hearing this title, Mu Qing was naturally very angry, and had a big fight with several younger brothers, but even if his strength was not weak, how could he compare to the younger brothers who had already begun to practice the immortal family exercises? Naturally, his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

Later, those younger brothers and sisters became more and more unscrupulous, and even called him a waste big brother in person, he faintly felt that those elders were becoming more and more cold to him, and even his father, when he saw himself, he would occasionally sigh, and he didn't seem to love himself as much as before, and his grandfather, who had always treasured himself, just said that he had nothing to do with cultivating immortals, and persuaded him to live a mortal life.

Watching his younger brothers and sisters start cultivating one by one, Mu Qing was unwilling, he was born in a family of cultivating immortals, and since he was a child, he has been exposed to the bits and pieces of the immortal cultivation world, since he was a child, he has fantasized that he can be like those legendary powerful predecessors, flying to the sky, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, and being able to achieve the true immortal avenue, and cultivate hundreds of thousands of years of longevity, but now, he is actually going to become a mortal?

How many times, how many times in a dream, like a bird, spread its wings and soar in the blue sky, through the mountains, overlooking the vast earth, and when I woke up, the pillow was already damp!

Whenever she asked her, she only had one sentence: "Whether you can open the spirit or not, it is my good son, and my mother will make you good food." Although these words were heartwarming, they were not what Mu Qing wanted to hear.

Only the little sister Ling'er, although she is only five and a half years old this year, she always thinks that she is the most harmful, the green brother who can protect her the most, and a good brother that no one can replace. Only in Ling'er can Mu Qing feel a trace of the meaning of his existence.

Later, after a long time, Mu Qing also figured it out, if he didn't open the spirit, he wouldn't open the spirit, so he went to Shanyang City to find the second uncle who was also unable to open the spirit, and help him run the small grocery store, make a lot of money, live a comfortable life, and take a beautiful daughter-in-law in the future, give birth to a bunch of big fat sons and big fat girls, there must be one who can open the spirit.

Thinking that if his child is enlightened in the future, and he can only let the years take the years away, it is a burst of sourness.

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So in the battle in front of him, Mu Qing didn't care about the outcome of the battle, in his eyes, this was a great opportunity to truly feel the immortal cultivation world and the legendary experience of those monks, perhaps, this was the last chance.

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At this moment, I saw Mu Cangshan's eyes slightly closed, holding a sword in one hand, and slowly pinching a magic decision with the other, and the dark green wooden sword suddenly burst out with a green light.

At the same time as the green light flashed, Mu Cangshan's figure turned, like a leaf rolled up by the wind, and floated towards the gray-clothed man, the wooden sword in his hand pointed forward, and dozens of green mangs came out of the sword and swept towards the gray-clothed man......

These dozens of green rays didn't seem to be fast, but in the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the gray-clothed man, and the light flashed, and it had turned into a piece of willow leaves, and the willow leaves were like knives, surrounding the gray-clothed man in the middle.

The sword in the gray-clothed man's hand shook, and dozens of silver rays suddenly burst out, each of which shot a willow leaf impartially, and the willow leaf broke in response to the sound, and turned into nothing in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Mu Cangshan's figure had reached three feet in front of the gray-clothed man, and the wood spirit leaf just now was the "disturbance" word in his Mu family's ancestral technique-Soul Sword Duel, the purpose was to confuse the enemy, and the next blow was the right move.

I saw Mu Cangshan's wooden sword shake, and the wooden sword stabbed the opponent's throat. But according to the distance between the two at this moment, the wooden sword is far from being able to stab the man in gray.

The gray-clothed man didn't dare to slack off, swung his sword upward, as if he was about to swing the wooden sword away, seeing that the silver sword was about to touch the body of the wooden sword, at this moment, I saw that the wooden sword suddenly became like a small snake, and it became flexible and bent, and at the same time it more than doubled, bypassing the long sword, still stabbing the opponent's throat......

It is the "soft" and "thorn" words in the sword duel of the living soul.

Although the exercises are not aggressive, they are flexible and changeable, endless, and the cultivation to Dacheng can mobilize the wood aura between heaven and earth, and instantly give birth to a large area of grass and trees to trap the enemy and kill the enemy.

At this moment, although Mu Cangshan's cultivation is still shallow, these two laws are also used smoothly and naturally, without a trace of stagnation, which shows that years of cultivation are not in vain.

But the gray-clothed man seemed to have been prepared, his body was short, like a spinning top, and he turned around on the spot, which was worthy of avoiding this fatal sword, and at the same time, the long sword suddenly jumped out from his waist, stabbing Mu Cangshan's belly, and said contemptuously: "Wood exercises, but that's it." ”

But Mu Cangshan was smiling at the corner of his mouth at the moment, because his next killing move arrived, and he saw that his figure was like a big bird, his big sleeves shook, he rose from the ground, dodged the blow of the silver sword, and his figure had reached the top of the gray-clothed man's head several feet, but the strange thing was that the wooden sword in his hand was stretched like a noodle, the hilt was in his hand, but the tip of the sword was above the gray-clothed man's head, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Mu Cangshan in the air did not wait for his body to land, and the law decided to move again, the wooden sword had become a soft whip, and it was still growing rapidly, and countless spikes were born on the whip body, and when his body fell to the ground, the long whip had been wrapped around the gray-clothed man dozens of ways, flying and circling, just waiting for Mu Cangshan's law to be urged again, and as soon as he collected it to the middle, he could stab the gray-clothed man all over the body. It is the word "entanglement".

said that it was too late, and then it was too fast, I saw the gray-clothed man's long sword trembling wildly, dancing layers of silver light around his body, and the dozens of dark green whip shadows around his body suddenly broke and fell to the ground crackling.

The people of the Mu family who were watching the battle couldn't help blurting out, "Golden system exercises!"

It is the gold system exercises, the so-called gold grams, the gold system exercises are mainly penetrated and cut, and they are the sharp weapons to restrain the wood system exercises.

Mu Cangshan also had a judgment in his heart, to be able to cut his technique like this, it must be done by the gold system exercises, otherwise, with ordinary exercises, even if the cultivation is similar to his own, coupled with the sharpness of the sword itself, it will not be like chopping melons and vegetables like this.

The gray-clothed man sneered, but he didn't answer, his long sword shook, and he stabbed at Mu Cangshan again.

At this moment, the distance between the two was less than three zhang, and the long sword drew a silver line, which had already arrived in front of Mu Cangshan.

Mu Cangshan cast the word "entanglement" before, the spiritual power did not continue for a while, the body retreated backwards, and at the same time, the hand again urged the law to decide, the hand interrupted the sword in front of him, desperately mobilized the spiritual power, the spiritual power was violently injected into the wooden sword along the palm of the hand, only to see that the half of the wooden sword actually grew rapidly, turning into an umbrella-sized mushroom-like dark green round shield in front of him. It is the word "block".

With a "click", the silver long sword came out through the shield, and the tip of the sword poked out from the back of the round shield, but it could not enter again, and the power of the gray-clothed man's blow had been consumed.

At this moment, although Mu Cangshan seemed to be at a disadvantage, he smiled slightly, how could outsiders understand the flexibility of this living soul sword duel?

I saw his left hand slam the back of the round shield, and the dark green round shield was fiercely green, and dozens of spikes the thickness of little fingers suddenly appeared on the shield surface, and the spikes instantly became longer and stabbed straight towards the gray-clothed man......

This "block" word trick is followed by a "stab" word trick, which is another killing move of the living soul sword trick!

The man in gray was obviously unprepared, his body was so fierce that he didn't have time to draw his sword, he gave up his long sword and leaped backwards, but he could dodge the fatal blow.

He jumped backwards, returning to where he had been standing again.

I saw the round shield in Mu Cangshan's hand shone brightly, and turned into half a wooden sword, and the locked silver sword fell to the ground, and then, he threw the wooden sword hilt to his feet, and sank into the soil under his feet with a bang, pinched it with both hands, and shouted: "You lost!"

The continuous characteristics of this living soul sword were fully brought into play at this moment, and what Mu Cangshan urged at this moment was a "life" word.

According to legend, there was an ancestor in the Mu family, who could instantly give birth to a forest of giant trees between hundreds of zhang. Although Mu Cangshan does not have the cultivation skills of this ancestor, this "life" word recipe can be regarded as a slight success.

I saw that in the circle under the feet of the gray-clothed man, the countless small pieces of wooden swords that had been cut into inches flashed in an instant, and they sank into the soil, and then, hundreds of finger-thick vines erupted from the soil, and each tip formed a spike, as if it had eyes, stabbing towards the gray-clothed man with a swishing wind......

Seeing that the gray-clothed man was about to be riddled with holes, saying that it was too late and that it was too fast, the gray-clothed man touched his waist, and another spirit rune was sandwiched between his fingers, and the golden light of the spirit rune flashed, and it disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, the gray-clothed man was suddenly shrouded in a layer of white light.

"Dangdangdang......" crisp sounded again and again.

Those spikes pierced the man in gray, but they were like stabbing on gold and iron!

Mu Cangshan and the Mu family watched the battle at the same time, and everyone exclaimed: "King Kong Fu!"

At this moment, the old man who had been hiding in the clouds and watching the battle also spit out two words: "Stupid!"