Facing the front and back attacks of the Thousand Souls Sect monks and the Hehuan Sect monks, Mu Yu's expression was indifferent, he patted the storage bag, and after a flash of green mang, he put on a set of wood attribute armor to resist the impact of the beam of light from the rear array. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Immediately, he took another step forward, his right fist swung with his waist, and slammed it, stirring up an invisible fist strength, only to hear a "bang", the first-order puppet that rushed over, suddenly flew out upside down, and his chest was sunk an inch deep.

The Thousand Souls Sect cultivator's pupils shrank, shocked by the power of Mu Yu's punch.

You must know that the strength of a first-order puppet's body, even if it is standing there, let a ninth-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Period fight, it can only make a faint trace, unless you use a magic weapon, otherwise, with strength alone, a first-order puppet with better quality can be dominant at the Qi Refining Stage level.

"Could it be that this person is a body refining cultivator?" The Thousand Souls Sect monk frowned, looked at Mu Yu, and these four words immediately appeared in his mind.

Mu Yu threw a total of four punches, knocking the four first-order puppets away, and immediately, Aoba Jia also blocked the beam attack of the Hehuan Sect's Double Cultivation Array Disk.

Mu Yu turned around, pinched the trick with one hand, threw out a few fist-sized fire bombs, and flew towards the double cultivation of the Hehuan Sect.

Phew!

Like a ghost, the figure rushed forward, pressed the head of a wolf puppet with one hand, slapped its mouth together, and the wind blade that was about to erupt exploded in its mouth, destroying some delicate mechanical parts.

Immediately, Mu Yu's right elbow struck, and he only heard a "bang", and the wolf puppet was sunk to the ground by him, smashing out an inch deep pit, and the head was completely buried in it.

In the face of Mu Yu's swift counterattack like flowing water, before the Thousand Souls Sect monk could react, one of his four puppets was scrapped. And Mu Yu's pace did not stop, pinched out a pile of talismans, and threw it backwards without looking back, only to see that there were more than 20 spells, bombarding the double cultivation of the Hehuan Sect like raindrops.

"Go!" The Thousand Souls Sect monk hurriedly chanted a mantra and drove the three puppets, in the shape of a pin, to attack the pastoral language in unison.

At the same time, this Thousand Souls Sect monk also cast a dungeon spell, eight earthy yellow pillars, rising from the ground, more than a zhang high, and a faint yellow light curtain connected the eight pillars.

There was a sneer on the corner of Mu Yu's mouth, and when he held his right hand, there was a harsh wind echoing.

And when the three puppets rushed forward, they opened their mouths in unison, and three white fireballs flew towards Mu Yu.

Rumble!

With a clench of his right hand, he smashed out, and an invisible fist gang distorted the void, producing ripple-like ripple marks of the Dao, with a sound like tearing the air, and suddenly smashed a pillar of light from the dungeon, and the terrifying fist gang also shattered the three firebombs together, exploding into a dense white fire mist.

Mu Yu kicked on one foot, and between his palms and fingers, a ball of golden light flickered, and then turned into a sharp sword rainbow, slashing horizontally, slashing through the Thousand Souls Sect monk's body protection Linggang, submerging into his waist, and penetrating through it.

"Ah......" The Thousand Souls Sect monk let out a scream, and was hit by the strong wind and made a backward movement, suddenly, his upper body was separated from his dantian part, and with a bang, the upper half of his body fell to the ground, his eyes were still wide, looking at the lower half of his body that kept spurting blood, that is, a few breaths, his thinking will was blurred, and then he died of anger.

Mu Yu put away this Thousand Souls Sect cultivator with a cold face, and the remaining three first-order puppets, and then, he turned his head and looked at the Hehuan Sect double cultivator who had just finished dealing with a pile of talismans, and the corners of his mouth immediately showed a smile that made people palpitate.

"Let's go!" The male cultivator's expression changed drastically, controlling four first-order puppets, and cultivating himself to the sixth level of the Qi Refining Period, a Thousand Soul Sect cultivator, was actually killed by the young man in front of him, relying only on the strength of his body?!

"Hmph. Mu Yu snorted coldly, his body scurried forward, and he waved his fist freely, venting the power of refining his body that had been cultivated for more than two years.

With a single punch, the air is torn apart, and even the skull of the wind wolf can be shattered!

"Explosion!" The male cultivator spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the array of disks red, and then, with one hand and a finger, the next moment, the array exploded by itself, and the violent Linggang storm suddenly raged around, forming a faint cyclone within a radius of five meters.

Raising the green leaf armor, Mu Yu ignored the whirlwind and crossed directly, and suddenly smashed out with a fist, hitting the male cultivator's back, the latter opened his mouth and sprayed, and half of his heart fragments were splashed on the ground in front of his feet with blood.

"No, ......" The female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect next to the male cultivator suddenly let out a terrible scream, she turned her head, her pretty posture was full of hideousness, she patted the storage bag with her bare hands, and seven or eight beads flew in, containing the magic energy of the ice, fire and wind attributes.

Mu Yu snorted, smashed out a punch, and the fierce wind turned into a faint black fist, crushing all the beads that flew over, and hit the female cultivator hard.

Burst!

A golden sword rainbow slashed away, and in an instant, the head of this Hehuan Sect female cultivator flew up, and she didn't blink a glance.

Mu Yu rubbed out two small fireballs with an indifferent face, burning the remains of the two monks of the Hehuan Sect into ashes.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Mu Yu's eyes flashed, and his left foot was withdrawn backwards, and he quickly performed a bending motion.

Shout!

A wisp of energy swept against Mu Yu's chest, causing his robes to ripple slightly.

Mu Yu fixed his eyes and saw a young man with a heavy sword on his back, holding a pair of black hooks, with a cold expression on his face.

"...... of the Giant Sword Sect" said softly, speaking of which, among the sects of Wu Zhaoguo, the monks from the Giant Sword Sect who fought him the most were the ones who fought him the most.

The young man was indifferent and speechless, his body was like a ghost, fluttering around, and at the same time, he raised his hands, and the pair of black hooks suddenly swelled with dark light, and one crossed and fell, and the air was slightly distorted, rippling like ripples.

Boom!

Mu Yu didn't dare to hold it up, and sacrificed the golden Jiao sword, a vague big Jiao came out, and after a roar, it hit the light cut out by the black hook, and as soon as the two made a slight contact, the light collapsed, and the big Jiao still rolled up a piece of golden light, rushing towards the youth.

The end of the hook was closed, turning into a two-way scythe, and with the rotation of the young man, a faint black cyclone appeared, strangled towards the golden dragon, and with a little effort, the golden dragon was shattered, and the light black cyclone also disappeared at the same time.

Mu Yu looked at the pair of black hooks in the young man's hand with solemn eyes, if he expected it to be correct, this hook should be a low-grade acquired spirit treasure, made of materials on the body of a certain third-order demon beast.

With the slash just now, Mu Yu exerted all his strength and did not spare his hand, but he was still blocked by the young man.

Mu Yu originally thought that after his strength rose sharply, he was not invincible in the Qi refining period, and it was rarely matched, not that Mu Yu was complacent and arrogant, but his advantage was too strong. A blow with all his strength, even if it is the peak of refining nine, will fall into the downwind. And this young man, at most, is at the level of the ninth layer of the Qi refining period, and he has not practiced any body refining exercises, and in the duel just now, he is almost equal to Mu Yu.

"Are you a sword cultivator?" asked Mu Yu tentatively.

The young man looked stunned, did not nod, and did not shake his head.

Seeing the change in the young man's expression, Mu Yu realized in his heart.

Sword cultivation has always been known for its fierce attack power and strong combat effectiveness, in the world of cultivating immortals, every real sword cultivation will make the rest of the monks afraid of three points, because this kind of existence, a fight, is indomitable, do not want to die, and the worse the environment, the more crisis, the stronger the combat power that erupts!

Although the exercises cultivated by Mu Yu also belong to a type of kendo exercises, he can barely count half of his sword cultivation.

The real sword cultivator, like the head of the Giant Sword Sect Fang Yun, has no sword in his hand, but he still intimidates the powerhouses of the four sects of Dong'an;

Another example is a kendo ascetic, who can turn into a murderous sword with a single thought, and cut off the head of an enemy who is three times stronger than himself!!

This young man, at most, is only thirty years old, and with a career in his twenties, it is really rare to become a real sword cultivator, especially since this young man has not yet pulled out the sword on his back, who knows what kind of strength his combat power will explode to when the sword is released?

When Mu Yu's mind turned, his palms clenched slightly, licked his dry lips, and his face also showed an expression of joy to see the hunt.

Phew!

A black

Phew!

One gold

Two rays of light collided at the same time.

Mu Yu held the golden sword, and shot out a piece of golden sword rainbow, slashing at the pair of hooks in the young man's hand, and the young man also shook his wrist, and the light black cyclone inspired by the hook smashed towards Mu Yu like a big seal.

A little, the two separated.

I saw that there was an extra blood mark on Mu Yu's shoulder, and the clothes on his chest were also pleated and coaxed, and there were three more blood marks on the young man's chest, eyebrows, and neck.

The young man frowned, the strength of the opponent was beyond his own strength, if he hadn't dodged it in time just now, the wound on his neck would not have been a bloody mark, but he would have directly cut off his own head!

"Since I became a sword cultivator, my sword has only been used twice......" The young man put away the black hook, put one hand to his back, and said slowly: "The first time, I killed the ninth peak cultivator by refining the eighth cultivation, and the second time, I slashed one of the fingers of a great cultivator at the early stage of foundation building with the cultivation of the ninth layer of the Qi refining stage at the beginning of the Qi refining period. ”

"Not bad. Mu Yu nodded indifferently, with his current cultivation, it is also possible to hurt a great cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

As the young man's words were finished, the heavy sword behind his back was also pulled out by him.

Three or four zhang apart, the sharp qi at the edge of the sword swept over like a violent wind, stabbing on Mu Yu's face, and there was some dry pain.

Mu Yu's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes were hot, and there was a high-spirited fighting spirit.

Phew!

The young man's eyelids were raised, his body swayed, and the heavy sword in his hand was lifted from the bottom to the top, and there was no sword qi shot out, nor any other visions, just like a secular swordsman, he made a most basic 'teasing' attack. (To be continued.) )