In front of Mu Zhichuan, a huge pit with a diameter of five meters appeared on this land, scorched black leaves were all around, and in the dust, a figure appeared on the huge pit, looking extremely lonely.

The dust and mist dissipated, Gu Ye knelt on one knee, the blood stains flowing from the corners of his mouth were telling about the injuries he had suffered, his robe no longer knew where it went, there were a few more blood marks on the bronzed and robust skin, his right hand was raised, and the whole arm was bloody at this time, and the Emperor Qing Sword was held in this hand.

It seemed that he had resisted Mu Zhichuan's killer blow.

Mu Zhichuan was shocked, and immediately raised the square painting halberd and slapped it on Gu Ye's chest.

Bang!

Gu Ye flew out upside down in an instant, fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, making his already pale face even more bloodless.

But the strong willpower still made Gu Ye stand up, he took out all his recovery potions, and swallowed them all in one go. After taking it, there was barely a little more blood on his pale cheeks, and there was also a little more trace of yuan power in the yuan veins.

I saw Gu Ye withdraw the Scaly Green Sword, and just when Mu Zhichuan thought that Gu Ye was ready, Gu Ye's momentum changed. If it becomes something, it can only be, Gu Ye's momentum was domineering, a kind of murderous aura, and his momentum at this time was indeed restrained.

Gu Ye made a gesture of please, which directly made Mu Zhichuan angry, because such a gesture would only make him think that Gu Ye was provoking him.

Mu Zhichuan's body erupted with a powerful momentum, a spurting force that was enough to pull up the mountain, gushing out like a tide in his body, holding the Fang Painting Halberd in his hand, and after a loud shout, he slashed directly towards Gu Ye.

Gu Ye, who gave up the scaly green sword, was much faster, only to see his palm rolling, while opening Mu Zhichuan sideways, he kept his palm directly into Mu Zhichuan's armpit, and the other hand slapped directly on the square painting halberd, and then the hand inserted into the armpit rose suddenly.

"Ahh

Mu Zhichuan screamed suddenly, but he still endured the pain and firmly grasped the Fang Hua halberd, not letting it out of his hand.

Gu Ye's pale face was a little more excited, and as soon as he held his palm, the Emperor Qing Sword appeared, and it was slashed towards Mu Zhichuan's back, white light surged, and after slashing out a blow, Gu Ye actually took the initiative to storm out. If he stays any longer, Mu Zhichuan will inevitably not seize the opportunity to kill him.

Mu Zhichuan, who had escaped the difficulty, looked at the scars on his body, and suddenly became furious, holding the Fang Painting Halberd in his hand, someone in his figure burst out like a cannonball, his eyes were blood-red, he must kill Gu Ye.

The halberd shadow swept out, and in an instant, it was close to Gu Ye, and then Mu Zhichuan's eyes were cold, and his arm shook in vain, turning into a series of halberd shadows, which was mixed with this dark aura, and he swiped towards Gu Ye's back, he wanted to avenge the wounded back just now, so he put the halberd blade on Gu Ye's back.

However, as if he knew in advance, Gu Ye squatted down, and after dodging the Fang Hua halberd, he suddenly grabbed Mu Zhichuan's ankle who was flying by, and slapped it with the "Mountain Opening Palm".

Burst!

Mu Zhichuan spit out a mouthful of blood, and after landing on the ground, he covered his chest, "Damn"

Who would have thought that after being hit by his own ghost and god thirteen halberds, Gu Ye would still have the power to resist, and after giving up the weapon, it stands to reason that he should have lowered his combat effectiveness by several levels, but Gu Ye has indeed become more and more powerful, all because of that strange fist technique, he can actually use his strength to fight, so powerful.

After stabilizing the violent Yuan Force in his body, Mu Zhichuan stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "You are very good, you can actually control me, but then, you will feel better." ”

When the words fell, a large amount of black mist suddenly escaped from Mu Zhichuan's body, Mu Zhichuan's eyes also turned blood-red at this time, and a dark black leopard phantom gradually appeared behind him, which was particularly terrifying.

I saw that the leopard phantom and Mu Zhichuan roared angrily, and they seemed to be one, rushing directly towards Gu Ye.

"It's Mu Zhichuan's ghostly claws, heart. At this time, Yan Mufan reminded loudly.

Hearing Yan Mufan's warning, Gu Ye couldn't help but feel a lot of heart, but he didn't expect that the Thirteen Halberds of the Ghost God just now was not his trick, this is.

Gu Ye bent back, and after dodging Mu Zhichuan's blow, he raised his sword to resist the claws of the Netherworld.

The ghost claw slapped on the Emperor Qing sword, making a clicking sound, Gu Ye gritted his teeth and insisted, a little sweat appeared on his forehead, and a sense of weakness kept coming to his heart, the yuan power in his body was running out, and if he continued to fight like this, the goddess of victory would be out of his arms.

At this moment, Mu Zhichuan suddenly turned around, slapped down with one claw, and directly slapped Gu Ye out.

Gu Ye fell to the ground, a paw print appeared on his chest, blood gushed out of the wound, his mind was a little blurred, he saw Mu Zhichuan walking towards him step by step, did he die like this?

Mu Zhichuan laughed, raised his right claw, and was about to slap down, when at this moment, two sounds of breaking the sky came. A man and a woman arrived one after another, forcing Mu Zhichuan back a few steps.

This man and woman are none other than Xiahou Yan and Mu Lie, who have just arrived.

When Xiahou Yan saw Gu Ye who fell to the ground, his heart ached, and he ran directly to Gu Ye, injected a yuan force into the latter's body, and cried: "Brother, you must not have anything to do! You promised me to take care of me." ”

Gu Ye looked at Xiahou Yan who was full of tears, coughed a few times, raised his right hand, wiped away the tears on his face for Xiahou Yan, and said in a trembling voice: "Silly girl, aren't I fine? ”

Xiahou Yan sobbed, took out the recovery liquid from the ring, fed Gu Ye to take it, tore off his skirt, and hurriedly wrapped the bloody left hand for Gu Ye.

On the other side, Mu Lie looked at the young man in front of him, and a wave of hatred welled up in his heart, but he still said, "Big brother"

Mu Zhichuan looked at Mu Lie and said angrily: "It's actually you, do you want to stop me?" ”

Hearing the word "waste", Mu Lie clenched his fists tightly, and a strong hatred was shown on his face, he couldn't let him hurt Gu Ye, because the latter was not only his boss, but also his benefactor! If it weren't for Gu Ye, he would not have become an elite disciple of Lingxiao Academy.

Seeing that Mu Lie was unmoved, Mu Zhichuan directly pulled out the Fang Hua halberd and slashed directly at Mu Lie's head, Gu Ye hurt him, he had to kill him, since this waste is looking for death, then he will fulfill him.

Seeing Mu Zhichuan make a move, the last bit of family affection in Mu Lie's heart was completely wiped out, and he immediately pulled out a big knife to meet Mu Zhichuan.

After bandaging, Xiahou Yan saw Mu Lie who was fighting, and then glanced at Gu Ye who was unconscious, and his heart was furious, and he directly drew out his long sword and stabbed at Mu Zhichuan.

The two fought the enemy together, giving Mu Zhichuan a lot of pressure, and after finding out that he couldn't kill Gu Ye, he decided to flee first, and then disappeared into the forest Zheng in a puff of smoke