"I haven't seen you for many years. Why are you getting more and more stupid? If I want to intervene in this matter, I will retreat with your threat, or do you think that you people can stop me?"

Facing Mu Zijun's threat, Zhao Jiuge is a bit amused. With Zhao Jiuge's experience, he dislikes this kind of tongue grinding and nonsense behavior. He always firmly believes that fists are the hard truth.

"If you dare to intervene today, I will make you regret. In addition, I know that you are powerful now, but I don't believe that you can deal with our admirers by your own strength. Moreover, as long as you delay for a period of time, other people will come, and you will be like a lost dog."

When Mu Zijun saw Zhao Jiuge propose a toast without eating or drinking, he gave up the idea of continuing to talk nonsense to him, and then raised his arm directly in the air.

Behind him, a fierce Musketeer immediately took out a bamboo tube. After that, the bamboo tube opened and a green light came out. Obviously, this is the signal of Mojia.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiuge's breath completely broke out, and he decided to make a quick decision. Otherwise, when the news spreads here, his trace is exposed and others rush to him, then he will be in trouble.

At this moment, the breath of Linghai realm completely rolled open, without any hidden meaning. At least, Zhao Jiuge didn't want to fight against Mu Zijun. Since it's fate to meet Liu Ying'er by the way, he has to help if he is in trouble.

The spiritual power of Linghai realm permeates the air, including Liu Ying'er and Wang wanwan, as well as the family generals of the Mujia family. Their faces are pale and their whole bodies are under great pressure. Their ability to move is greatly hindered. After all, the two sides are far from each other.

However, Mu Zijun and the two middle-aged men with dark skin and the reticent old man are slightly better, and they are not completely influenced by Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power.

Xiao hei and Tao Wanqing look calm and indifferent. They are not interested in helping out with this role. They just watch Zhao Jiuge perform alone.

While others felt Zhao Jiuge's accomplishments, their faces suddenly changed, but Liu Yinger and Mu Zijun's expressions were completely opposite. One was frightened, the other was excited after a disaster.

Mu Zijun didn't expect that Zhao Jiuge had reached the realm of Linghai. To know that the news of Zhao Jiuge not long ago was only in the later stage of the realm of transforming gods. In his opinion, even if Zhao Jiuge was too powerful, the three Huashen realms would naturally be able to resist the entanglement of him for a while. When the signal was sent, it would not be long before People came to help, and Zhao Jiuge, the devil, is now a hot cake, many people want to arrest him.

It's just that it's too late to say anything. There are all kinds of medicine in the world. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine. But mu Zijun can't understand why Zhao Jiuge's cultivation speed is so fast. When he was outside Xuantian Jianmen, Zhao Jiuge's accomplishments were not as good as his own. It's only been a few decades since Zhao Jiuge was born After surpassing themselves, some people in the realm of Linghai can not reach this level in their whole life.

At the age of Mu Zijun, with his current accomplishments, relying on the resources of his family, he has already been very energetic. However, in the face of Zhao Jiuge, he knows what it is that there is someone out of man, and there is a heaven out of heaven.

However, Mu Zijun did not know how much suffering Zhao Jiuge suffered. It was difficult for others to understand the hardships of his practice. When Zhao Jiuge's breath was completely diffused, he felt that sense of oppression, and Mu Zijun had no time to think about these things.

"Boom."

"Cold night" appears, sword light up.

This sword is familiar not only to Liu Ying'er and Wang wanwan, but also to Mu Zijun. This move was practiced in the outer gate of Xuantian Jianmen. Even though the three of them are no longer in Xuantian Jianmen, the first level of this sword resolution is still constantly understood and used. After all, this is a famous sword skill, Powerful.

When they saw Zhao Jiuge release the sword, they felt the amazing sharp breath. After all, Zhao Jiuge was an orthodox disciple of Xuantian Jianmen, and his learning was not accessible to ordinary people.

With the release of Zhao Jiuge's sword, the sharp silver sword light directly shoots at Mu Zijun. The overflowing killing intention is obviously running for mu Zijun's life.

Mu Zijun has just consolidated his accomplishments in the early days of the realm of God. He has just consolidated his accomplishments. Seeing such a violent blow, he subconsciously uses all his strength to resist it.

"Hum."

There was a light whine and a small buzz sound. I saw a colorful flower umbrella. I don't know when it had appeared in Mu Zijun's hands and stood in front of him. He held a sword in one hand and an umbrella in the other.

"Little Lord, be careful."

The response of the two worshippers was not too slow. When they saw Zhao Jiuge's sword spirit, they immediately yelled, and there was no pause in their movements.As the two worshippers of the Mu family, they are worshipped by the Mu family. With their accomplishments, they can be regarded as noble status and enjoy endless resources. At this critical moment, although facing Zhao Jiuge, a spiritual monk, he still did not retreat, and he had to go forward bravely.

The dark skinned man, unarmed and physically strong, ran directly and quickly to Mu Zijun, trying to protect him. With every step of the dark man's running, his breath became more and more condensed, and there were some golden light overflowing constantly. It can be seen that he is a body refining monk.

The golden light that overflowed was thicker than the thumb, like a thin snake, around the body of the big man, and his body became more massive and covered in the golden light, which was similar to Zhao Jiuge's Sanskrit golden body.

And the other silent old man in red robe, although his face was a little ugly, was still calm and calm in the face of Zhao Jiuge's attack.

The silent old man in red robe is holding a wooden stick with a simple color in his hand. The top of the wooden stick is inlaid with a rare Millennium wind crystal.

The red robed old man holding a wooden stick directly waved his arms when his words just fell. As the later stage of transforming God, he was undoubtedly the pillar of all the people on their side, and he was undoubtedly the most close to the existence of Zhao Jiuge's cultivation.

With the fall of the old man's arm in red robe, the wooden stick with a little faint dark halo immediately sent out a dark yellow light. As soon as the group of light appeared, it bloomed with a light light light, and then fell the light spot like fine sand and went away to the silver sword Qi.

"Bang."

The dark gold light spot falls on the silver sword Qi and covers it. The silver sword spirit constantly makes a violent sound and shakes constantly.

However, this situation did not last long, and something changed soon. The dark golden light spot disappeared in an instant. The silver sword spirit went straight into the sky, and the momentum did not diminish. However, with the attack of the old man in red robe, the fierce breath and power of the sword spirit were weakened a lot.

"Bang."

Seeing that the sword spirit was about to reach Mu Zijun's body, he had already rushed to the big man next to him. He held up his strong hand and beat it fiercely.

Zhao Jiuge couldn't help being stunned by this kind of fierce way. Even if you are refining body stream, you will not be so fierce. Even if you are a Jiang ax Ding of taiman mountain, he will not make such a move until he has to. After all, the flesh is his own.

Zhao Jiuge was surprised by the huge palm slapping at the silver sword Qi, which changed the direction of Zhao Jiuge.

"Bang."

Because of the change of direction, the sword Qi directly bombarded the surrounding trees. Suddenly, branches and leaves were flying. Dozens of trunks with thick waist were cut off. A huge pit on the ground splashed a lot of soil and lifted in the air.

The dark skinned man couldn't stand it any more. Even though he was walking, he was slightly injured when he touched the sword Qi. The golden light covered the mouth of the hand, and there was blood flowing out from the mouth of the tiger.

And his breath changed a little, and his mood became disordered. Fortunately, this dark skinned man was practicing body flow. Otherwise, the sword Qi had the attack of killing and cutting. In addition, due to the difference in cultivation, the dark skinned man directly touched the sword Qi with his hand, and he would be injured if he did not die.

Mu Zijun is naturally safe and sound, and he has a magic weapon to protect his body. However, when he feels the murderous spirit of Zhao Jiuge, he is still a little frightened. After all, when he is at home, no one can sleep without giving him a face. How can he be like this?

"Little Lord, you go first. The three of us are not his opponents together. Besides, I think the two people nearby are not ordinary people. Let's stop them first, and you go back and call people first."

After the fight, the two admirers had a better understanding of Zhao Jiuge's strength and accomplishments, so they naturally knew the gap between them. After the attack was over, the old man in red immediately whispered. At such a young age, he naturally had some eyesight. He began to worry about Xiao hei and Tao Wanqing.

After hearing the speech, Mu Zijun did not care to play the role of a young master. He directly turned around and ran to his home. After all, the suburbs were not too far away from home, because even the two offerings were said so, the situation naturally became more critical. The whole Mu family had only one offering of spiritual realm, so the status of these two deities was not too low 。

"Well, you think you can run if you want to?"

Seeing that Zhao Jiuge's dark eyes were full of scorn, he couldn't help but sneer, and then the "cold Ming" in his hands danced quickly.

This time, Zhao Jiuge naturally won't make a fuss. As soon as he makes a move, he will continue to use his sword spirit to directly face the people on the opposite side and release him out of the sky.

Even if you don't release the sword, the power of each sword Qi is incomparable. After all, Zhao Jiuge's strength and realm are placed here.At this time, Mu Zijun had already turned around and began to control the flying sword, and fled to Mu's home. The dark skinned man and the old man in red robe were preparing to resist Zhao Jiuge.

"Don't get entangled with them too much. There is an elder of our Liu family who is trapped in their admirer's home. You can get rid of these people now. I'll let you know."

Zhao Jiuge's strength has not exhausted the randomness of exerting all his strength. Naturally, Liu Yinger, who was anxious, immediately cried out. After all, the more time is delayed now, the situation will be in crisis. They are OK, which does not mean that other places are fine.

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