Mu Yu's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the red giant sword that quickly slashed over, his lips moved, and he quickly recited some kind of incantation, Huo Ran, the golden sword in his hand lit up, and a golden sword rainbow ran out, and with a bang, it turned into a vague dragon, and flew away with a low roar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bang!

An invisible aura spread from the place where the two were fighting, flying countless blades of grass and gravel, including the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, which also trembled slightly, and all fell large maple leaves.

Mu Yu's body shook, Niu Dazhuang's wrist also trembled slightly, and then, he held a ruler long sword, and when he went up, there was a white sword light, turning into a white python in the void, spitting snake letters, a pair of dull and godless pupils, revealing a coldness.

The instrument spirit of the inferior acquired spirit treasure, the white python primordial god who has lived past one hundred and twenty years old!

When refining the ruler long sword in Niu Dazhuang's hand, a certain refining master specially gathered a group of foundation building friends, and jointly killed the white python demon who was at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building at that time. Of course, in addition to this, the master refiner also presented a few small magic weapons as a token of gratitude.

The quality of the acquired spirit treasure refined by a primordial demon at the peak of the middle stage of the foundation building can be imagined, even if it is not too far from the mid-grade acquired spirit treasure, it is half a step stronger than the golden sword in Mu Yu's hand.

As the most proud little disciple of Huang Zhangmen, in the past hundred years since leaving the Sword Sect, he is the only genius with the qualification of a four-grade spiritual root, and the degree of attention and protection for him is self-evident, even if he meets a great monk in the early stage of foundation building, he can escape calmly, not as embarrassed as Muyu.

Laugh at!

Niu Dazhuang swung his sword again, and one after another invisible energy shot out, he was accumulating strength, and he did not stimulate the power of the ruler long sword.

Although Niu Dazhuang is a rare genius with the qualification of the four-grade spiritual root, he is still in the realm of refining the peak of the eight, and it is impossible to go against common sense and urge the spiritual treasure for a long time without violently consuming the mana of the dantian.

Mu Yu's swordsmanship is not said to be perfect, it can be regarded as a slight success, and it is also a master of swordsmanship in the mortal world. Facing Niu Dazhuang's sword moves, his lips showed a peaceful smile, the golden long sword in his hand stabbed down repeatedly, and his footsteps moved with the movements of his arms.

Suddenly, Mu Yu's left foot suddenly stepped forward, his right foot twisted, and the other turned sideways, and he put the sword on Niu Dazhuang's neck.

"The vase in the greenhouse will never grow. The pastor said coldly.

Niu Dazhuang clenched his teeth, glanced slightly, and saw Chu Xiang's pretty face, revealing a trace of disappointment, and suddenly, his blood and qi surged, and an inexplicable anger and humiliation emerged from the dantian, and after a low roar, he smashed his fist into the dantian of Muyu.

Mu Yu, who was unprepared, was bent over by this heavy punch, and let out a muffled snort in his mouth, looking at Niu Dazhuang, his face showed a trace of gloom and strangeness.

Maybe...... Isn't he the cow he remembered for a long time?

"Brother Mu ......" Under the impulse, Niu Dazhuang quickly sobered up, looked at Mu Yu with a cold sweat on his face, and hurriedly walked over, wanting to support him.

"Is that all you can do?" the pastor stepped back, his voice tinged with distancing.

Niu Dazhuang opened his mouth and hung his head silently. What he did just now was indeed a bit despicable, not to mention anything else, he had already left his hand when he made a move, otherwise, when he put the sword on Niu Dazhuang's neck just now, if he had murderous intent, how could he be allowed to live until now?

But Niu Dazhuang suddenly attacked, and with a heavy punch, the true qi of the pastoral dantian was reversed, damaging several meridians.

"Hurry!" Mu Yu shouted with a cold expression, patted the storage bag, and the flying shuttle flew by with a yellow light.

Niu Dazhuang was helpless, the long sword trembled lightly, intertwined into a white sword wall in front of him, and collided with the flying shuttle that rushed over, only to hear a dull sound of banging, and in the middle of the collision between the two, there was a sound like Jin Ge rubbing, which was extremely harsh.

A fire element mana turned into a sword shadow, slashing the shuttle, Niu Dazhuang slapped a palm, draining the spiritual power within a radius of three zhang, the illusory orange-red fire palm, diffuse the heat wave and high temperature, and the boiling void was slightly distorted.

Boom!

Not to be outdone, Mu Yu grabbed it with his left palm, and the spiritual power within a radius of several zhang gathered in his palm, and he controlled the aura of heaven and earth with the "Heart-destroying Palm" of martial arts, and slapped it together with Niu Dazhuang's flame giant palm.

Rumble!

After a blow, Mu Yu retreated, touched the ground with the golden sword, relieved the shock force exerted on him, and ploughed out an inch of sword marks on the ground.

"The supernatural powers are good. The shepherd said indifferently.

The flame giant palm just now, there is a kind of "Leaving the Fire Sword Technique", it should be recorded in the "Leaving the Fire Sword Technique", a powerful magic spell, with Niu Dazhuang's current cultivation, using this palm, you can easily defeat the ordinary refining five monks, Dacheng's flame palm, it is estimated that it will have the attack power that is not inferior to the great monk of the foundation.

Mu Yu did not learn any advanced exercises and supernatural powers, except for a third-order ordinary exercise "Jin Yuan Sword Technique", and the third-order spell "Little King Kong Technique", it is the sharpness of the magic weapon that can save the danger in danger again and again.

Regarding the palm technique, in the "Black Tiger Body Refining Dafa", there are several powerful melee magic powers, which are not inferior to the flame palm in terms of power, or even better.

But as soon as Mu Yu remembered that the reckless man of the Wushan Sect, it took him twenty years to only cultivate the "Black Tiger Body Refining Dafa" to the second junior level, and he began to beat the drum in his heart, according to his own qualifications, even if he had the comprehension to neutralize it, without thirteen or fourteen years of kung fu, it is estimated that he would not be able to cultivate to the second level.

Bang! Bang!

After several palms in a row, Niu Dazhuang seemed to know that Mu Yu was at a disadvantage in this field, but he was still stubborn and not to be outdone. When he reached the sixth palm, Mu Yu's face was obviously a little pale, which made Niu Dazhuang's heart feel a trace of guilt and comfort.

- Finally got back in one of the ways!

"Hmph. Mu Yu's eyes were like swords, and he saw through Niu Dazhuang's mind at once. Compared with the deceit of the sect, and the people who are very deep in the city, Niu Dazhuang is still a rookie, and even a woman like Chu Xiang can deceive him, and he does not hesitate to turn against himself.

As soon as his palms were closed, he immediately bounced back, making an 'outstretch' movement, and a brilliant golden blade qi appeared, like a lightning bolt, very thin.

Bang!

The golden blade rushed forward, and with Mu Yu's understanding of the way of the sword, he unleashed his strongest sword attack so far!

Sou!

Before the golden blade qi arrived, a boundless sharp qi cut in, scraping the spirit treasure magic robe on Niu Dazhuang's body, which suddenly made him feel a chill in his heart, if he was hit by this golden blade qi, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured!

Niu Dazhuang knew that Mu Yu did not leave his hand this time, and the feelings of the past seemed to be at this moment...... Fracture!

Niu Dazhuang's mind was complicated, he sighed secretly, the long sword shook violently, intertwining a white sword wall, and then, he ran the fire sword technique, and hit a pure fire yuan true power on the white sword wall, and in an instant, the white sword wall was dyed red with a layer of red, revealing a violent orange light, and the white python walking on it was also extremely red, as if it was screaming excitedly, poking out the snake's head, and biting the golden blade qi deadly.

Sneer~~

A piercing sound of Jin Ge rubbing sounded, and suddenly, after the golden blade qi wore out some spiritual energy, it followed the white python's mouth, cut all the way to its tail, and finally crashed into the white sword wall.

Burst!

The golden blade qi broke through the transparent wall intertwined with the white sword qi, and slashed at Niu Dazhuang's chest at once, and after the Lingbao magic robe took on part of the attack, the remaining three layers of attacks slashed Niu Dazhuang's heart and lungs, and a cloud of black blood spurted out when he opened his mouth.

"Stop, stop fighting!" The owner of the village shouted on the side, trying to help Niu Dazhuang, but was stopped by the sword of the shepherd, "The owner of the village, this is a personal matter for the two of us, if you don't wake him up today, he may forget who he is in the future!"

The owner of the cattle farm hesitated for a moment, sighed softly, and stepped aside silently.

Mu Yu looked at Niu Dazhuang coldly and shouted, "Are you awake?!"

"I've always been sober. Niu Dazhuang said in a deep voice.

"Then you're still not awake!" Mu Yu abandoned his sword and punched him up.

Niu Dazhuang roared, crossed his arms together, and used his spiritual power to release a guard.

Boom!

The fist smashed through the guard, hitting Niu Da Zhuang's arm hard, and two bone cracking sounds came out, one from Niu Da Zhuang's arm and Mu Yu's fist.

Fine cold sweat appeared on Mu Yu's forehead, he frowned lightly, did not stop, and continued to wave his bone-cracked fist, and the whole face of Niu Dazhuang who smashed it was bloody, and in the end, he didn't know who the blood belonged to.

With a kick to open the pastoral language, the cow made a slight inhalation sound in pain.

Mu Yu lowered his bloodied right fist and shouted: "I'm asking you again, are you awake?!"

"No, !!," Niu Dazhuang roared at him.

Mu Yu stared indifferently at those stubborn eyes, very similar, still the calf temper of Niu Dazhuang.

The shepherd smiled, very cold, very strange.

Mu Yu walked to the old locust tree, looked at it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you remember what the two of us said under the tree that year?"

Niu Dazhuang lowered his head, his excited expression returned to calm, and he said in a low voice: "The memory is still fresh!"

"You said that you wanted to be friends with me, I was stunned at the time, since I was a child, I didn't have a friend, and I didn't know ...... What does it mean to be a friend...... At that time, I did not promise you, nor did I refuse you, because ...... My heart is full of doubts and confusion......" Mu Yu whispered, turned his head, pointed to Niu Dazhuang, and said: "I have tried to accept the word "friend", and I also wanted to be friends with you...... But now, I understand that I don't need friends at all!"

"Brother Mu......"

Ignoring the pastoral language, with his blood-stained right palm, on the old locust tree, he wrote a paragraph: autumn, Niujiazhuang, old locust tree. The shepherd left a blood book here, and Niu Da Zhuang's grace broke off, no longer in this life, if you break the oath, you will be eaten by the demons and die! )