"You!" the old man glared angrily as he looked at the pastor. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info And the young man who made provocative remarks had already fainted and was unconscious.

Mu Yu looked around slightly, and found that when Yang Fengshan saw that he had cut off the young man's left arm, his eyes suddenly flashed, and his face twitched slightly.

"Hmph. Mu Yu sneered secretly, it has been determined that the farce in front of him is led by Yang Fengshan.

"Stare at me, and I'll gouge out your eyes. Mu Yu looked back, and his eyes burst out with a cold glow.

The old man's chest kept rising and falling like a bellows, and he looked angry, but his eyes swept towards Yang Fengshan.

Yang Fengshan hesitated for a moment and shook his head without a trace.

Laugh at!

Suddenly, Mu Yu tapped the storage bag, and a yellow light rushed out, slashing at the old man's head.

"Zh!" the old man shouted in panic, took a few steps back, and as soon as he pinched his hand, a small blue shield flew out and skyrocketed to the size of a human in the void. Just hearing the dull sound of "bang", the small blue shield trembled slightly, and the surface lost its luster and fell to the ground.

The old man's cultivation was much deeper than that of the young man, and he was caught off guard, that is, his body shook, and he quickly stabilized his footing.

However, Mu Yu has already made up his mind and has murderous intentions, how can he let this old man go?

I didn't see Mu Yu reciting any incantation, and when he raised his hand, he ran the "Instrument Decision", producing a kind of traction force, and the flying shuttle was like being entangled by a silk thread, and with a whirl, it slashed at the back of the old man's head.

Boom!

The old man turned around and slapped it with a palm, and the aura in a radius of three zhang was emptied, turned into a blue spirit palm, and collided with the flying shuttle.

The shuttle flew upside down, and the old man was also retreating, his body approaching the pastor.

"Try my shepherd's sword shadow technique!" Mu Yu said softly, and a ball of golden light surged between his palms and fingers, and suddenly split out, splitting into eight golden sword shadows, like an incomparable rainbow mang, slashing horizontally and vertically towards the old man.

"Magic weapon body protection!" the old man exclaimed, and with a slap of the storage bag, a red bead appeared, releasing seven fire dragons around his body.

"Ding!" Mu Yu indifferently stretched out his right finger, and a silver ring on his middle finger emitted a piece of brilliance, covering the red bead, and there was a trembling sound, so that the void could be still, and then it fell to the ground.

Poof!poof~~

The Eight Dao Sword Rainbow tore through all of the old man's defenses, slashing through his lungs, heart, spine, dantian, and other places.

The old man opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of black blood, wrapped in fragments of organs, covered in blood, even if he did not die, he would be crippled, and he would be bedridden for the rest of his life.

Everyone's expressions were awe-inspiring, the time between Mu Yu and the old man was not long, and there were only five rounds when the battle was full! And the various tricks and strength displayed by Mu Yu shocked all the immortal cultivators present.

They are asking themselves, if they were to be themselves, how many tricks can they use to defeat the old man?

You must know that this old man is a real cultivator at the peak of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period, which is equivalent to the head of a medium immortal cultivation family. Ordinary cultivators who have just entered the Nine Realms of Cultivation would have to spend a long time before they could take him down!

Mu Yu didn't pay attention to Yang Fengshan's gloomy and uncertain expression, stared at him coldly for a breath, and walked away.

"Yang Fengshan, sure enough, gave birth to a different heart...... Perhaps the rest of the family heads are also dissatisfied with the imperial court, or want to replace it, or want to fan the flames, or wait and see what happens......" Mu Yu said secretly, looking at the gloomy night sky, sighing lightly, and a cloud of white mist erupted.

"It's winter, and it's time for snow...... "Shepherd whispered.

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On the way back, Mu Yu closed his eyes in the carriage and rested his mind.

Suddenly, Mu Yu opened his eyes, lifted the curtains, and looked at the scenery outside......

It's gloomy!

"That's not right!" Mu Yu's eyes changed, and he shouted at the horse groom in front of him, "Stop!"

Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!whoosh~~

However, what awaits the pastoral language is dozens of hidden weapons as small as needles!

Bang bang~~

Mu Yu hurriedly stretched out the shield, sacrificed a small black light shield, soared in the void one person high, the dozens of small needle-like hidden weapons, deeply rooted in the black light small shield, and then was shocked by the mana of Mu Yu, and fell to the ground with a clang.

Mu Yu glanced at it and found that the tips of these hidden weapons flashed with a touch of dark purple, which were quenched with highly poisonous hidden weapons.

The corners of Mu Yu's mouth hooked up the arc of Sen Han, and with a big slap of his hand, the entire carriage was blown to pieces.

When I raised my eyes, I found that the coachman was holding a crossbow with a hideous face, aiming at Mu Yu, his breath was no longer ordinary, and he actually had an innate cultivation!

"Look for death!" Mu Yu's eyes were cold, and with a flick of his fingers, a large fireball flew out, and with a bang, it enveloped the coachman's whole body.

"Huh...... ......"The coachman opened his mouth wide in the flames, smiled, and exploded under the shocked gaze of the herdsman!

Mu Yu's pupils widened slightly, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, and hurriedly recited a spell, cast a wind technique, and his body flew backwards like a cheetah for more than ten feet.

A dark purple poisonous mist filled the air, formless and tasteless, but it made Mu Yu's head dizzy, his body swollen, and there was a slight pain of being eaten by ten thousand ants.

This is also the timely dodge of the pastoral language, otherwise, after inhaling a few mouthfuls of the dark purple poisonous mist, he may have been paralyzed on the ground by the poison and unable to move.

"Quack quack...... It is worthy of being an immortal master from the upper sect, and he is an extraordinary person. "Under the night sky, in a shadow, a barefoot man in a black robe with the brim of his hat lowered walked slowly.

While swallowing the pill to expel the toxins in his body, Mu Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the barefoot black-robed man.

By the light of the moon, when the barefoot black-robed man approached, Mu Yu chuckled in his heart, and looked at his ugly face, and a feeling of nausea suddenly welled up in his stomach.

The face of the barefoot black-robed man was not only pitted, but also his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and a black centipede was in and out of his mouth, seeping incomparably incomparable.

"Who are you?" asked the pastor indifferently.

Everyone in the world says: At the feet of the Son of Heaven, there is great peace. But on a street near the palace, an ugly monk of unknown origin started to block the road and kill people, and the city guards and the third class of officials were as if they were dead, including a single figure on the street.

This made Mu Yu's heart sink slightly, feeling that this was too weird, and the radius of several miles had turned into a no-man's land and a ghost domain, and someone must have evacuated the people and officers and soldiers here in advance.

The person who can have such ability is by no means the seven major families in the capital, although the seven families are in the capital, but the Dong'an Kingdom is a prominent old family, but their strength in the secular world is very weak, which is also the deliberate suppression of the four major sects, and the highest position climbed by the side clansmen is just a four-grade official in the capital.

The dignified capital, not to mention the fourth-grade officials, even the third-grade officials are all grasping a lot, and most of them are people with officials and no power.

Mu Yu glanced in the direction of the palace, and his eyebrows showed a hint of worry.

The old emperor is not dead, of course he will not feel sad, but after all, he is a short-handed man, and he has just taken away a low-grade Heavenly Spirit Treasure Qingfeng Boat from the Royal Treasure Pavilion, if the old emperor dies under his nose, Mu Yu will be too reluctant in his heart.

However, Mu Yu thought about it, in the palace, there were ten junior disciples protecting the old emperor, even if it was himself, it was impossible to break through the defense of ten junior disciples in a short period of time, and it would take a long time to fight. Besides, by the old emperor's side, it is impossible not to have a strong guardian force, a dynasty family of nearly a thousand years, the background is unfathomable, and it is still possible to make up a dozen loyal qi refining cultivators!

"Your appearance has hindered my ancestor's plan, so you should die!" the barefoot black-robed man chattered, not giving Mu Yu a chance to ask again, and stretched out his palm covered with folds of old age.

I saw the barefoot black-robed man with one hand and ten fingers trembling slightly, and two poisonous insects "buzzed" and trembled their wings and flew out of his wide-sleeved robe.

"Poison cultivator?" Mu Yu's eyes lit up and he exclaimed secretly.

Poison cultivation, which belongs to a kind of monk, is just a specific name.

This kind of monk is good at administering poison, using poison and raising poison, and his methods are ruthless and very strange, and every time he makes a move, he will be unguardable. It is very similar to some poison sects in the rivers and lakes.

Looking at the two poisonous insects, Mu Yu closed his mouth and breathed so as not to be invaded by the poisonous mist that the poisonous insects might release.

Whoa!

Mu Yu pinched his hands, and pushed forward with his palms, and two large fireballs flew away, smashing into the two poisonous insects that flew in.

Although the temperature of the flame is very high, the lethality of poisonous insects is also very large, but those poisonous insects are not dead things without wisdom after all, when the two big fireballs fly, instinctive avoidance, at most more than 30 poisonous insects will be burned to death, compared to the swarms, hugging a group of poisonous insects, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

"Whew!" Mu Yu's mouth opened, his voice was deafening, his right palm patted the storage bag, and a blue round bosom suddenly soared to the size of a house in the void, and then pressed suddenly, releasing an extremely cold mist, and countless poisonous insects turned into ice sculptures, "popping" and falling to the ground, splitting apart.

The barefoot black-robed man was slightly startled, his lips were humming, and he was chanting a complicated incantation, and the two poisonous insects suddenly scattered in all directions, fan-shaped, and surrounded the pastoral language.

As soon as Mu Yu pinched the trick, a yellow light rushed into the sky, and the shuttle was like a boomerang, and after a few spins, more than forty poisonous insects fell, fell to the ground, and after a few convulsions, he stopped moving.

These poisonous insects look hideous and ferocious, but in terms of cultivation alone, they are actually not as good as first-order demon beasts, at most they are a little stronger than ordinary poisonous insects.

And the real power of these poisonous insects is not their combat effectiveness, but the toxins contained in their bodies!

One poisonous insect can paralyze the refining four monks, and four or five poisonous insects can ask for half a life of the refining five cultivators, like this group of poisonous insects, it is enough to poison the monks at the peak of the eighth layer of the qi refining period, and two poisonous insects can kill the refining nine monks!

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