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"Don't you dare! Ha ha, what is unique in the world is just like that. "

Feng Yuhang looks at Mu Yu with disdain in his eyes, intending to arouse Mu Yu's anger with words.

"Come on, stop making noise here and get out of here!"

Mu Yu said impatiently that he might as well have a rest with his eyes closed.

"Let me go? Do you know who you're talking to? "

Feng Yuhang's face was extremely gloomy. Everyone was awed by him from childhood to adulthood. No one dared to speak to him like this. How could he bear it? "Apologize to younger martial brother Mo quickly, and slap yourself a hundred times. I'll spare your life."

"Elder martial brother, let me deal with him myself."

Mo LAN at this time from the ground to get up, took a pain pill, the spirit a little bit slower.

He transferred all his anger to Mu Yu, and his face was venomous like a poisonous snake.

Nalan Yanran was worried. As soon as she was ready to stop her, she was stopped by Feng Yuhang with one hand and said: "the power of Yunlan sect should not be humiliated. Let younger martial brother Mo deal with it by himself."

Mu Yu didn't even look at them. He had already closed his eyes and looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

Seeing that Mu Yu is so despised, Mo LAN is even more angry. Since he was defeated by Mu Yu in yunlanzong last time, he practises hard and gets a chance by chance. His accomplishments soar. He thinks that Mu Yu is no longer his opponent.

Shua, Mo LAN pulled the sword out of the scabbard and pointed it at Mu Yu. A clear and pleasant sound of the sword sounded and reverberated in the air.

After seeing Mo Lan's sword power, Yunlan sect's disciples, including Feng Yuhang, all nodded their heads and showed their appreciation.

"Younger martial brother Mo, I've made great progress in the past few months. Not only have I greatly improved my accomplishments, but also my swordsmanship has reached the level of being proficient in the heart of the sword."

"Younger martial brother Mo is extremely gifted. Since he lost to Mu Yu last time, he has devoted himself to the cultivation of Taoism. It's not surprising that he has achieved so much now."

"Today is the day for younger martial brother Mo to take revenge. Let's guess, how many moves can Mu Yu block younger martial brother Mo? I guess it's going to take ten moves. "

"Ten moves? Ha ha, with master Mo's sword heart, three moves are enough to kill Mu Yu. "

The disciples of Zhongyun lanzong are waiting for the next good play.

In their mind, Mo Lan's victory has been decided.

Only Nalan Yanran has confidence in Mu Yu. Only she knows how powerful Mu Yu is.

Mo LAN moves. He stabs Mu Yu's body with a sword and makes a clear sword sound in the air. It seems that the ordinary sword contains a clear artistic conception of the heart of the sword.

This sword seems to be slow, but it can't be avoided. It contains thousands of avenues of kendo.

"Wow, it's very advanced swordsmanship. I can't understand it at all."

"I just said that three moves overestimate Mu Yu. I think one move is enough."

In everyone's gaping exclamation, the corner of Mo Lan's mouth turns up.

His eyes were closed and his mind was completely immersed in the sword.

With this sword, let alone Mu Yu, even his elder martial brother Feng Yuhang could not stop him.

At this moment, he is the God of sword.

No matter how strong you are, he will cut it with one sword.

"Dang!"

Mo LAN feels that his sword has been stabbed, so mu Yu must have been a corpse.

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth tilted up a little more.

He didn't even rush to open his eyes. He was completely immersed in the joy of killing the enemy with one sword.