Chapter 517

Han Tianyu, the leader of Jiuhan heavenly palace, was killed by Mu Yun!

This matter was regarded as the laughing stock of Jiuhan heavenly palace in the whole 3000 small world a few years ago. At this moment, seeing Mu Yun appear in front of several people, Han Yu naturally wants revenge.

"Who are you?"

"Blind your dog!"

Song Jian looked at Mu Yun and said, "this is the first genius of Jiuhan heavenly palace - Senior brother Hanyu, Mu Yun. When you see senior brother Hanyu, kneel down quickly. Maybe senior brother Hanyu can spare your life!"

First day?

Han Yu?

Hearing this, Mu Yun shook his head.

In recent years, he really paid little attention to the news of Jiuhan heavenly palace.

I just didn't expect that the name of the first day is so worthless?

A casual person is the first genius?

"Why do you shake your head?"

"Can my head itch?"

Mu Yun said impatiently, "I don't want to provoke you. This is the Dragon Cave. It's not uncommon for anything to happen. It's better to be careful of other dangers!"

"No? I don't think you dare!"

Song Jian hummed, "what about the pride just now? Did you wither immediately when you saw our senior brother Hanyu?"

Hearing this, Mu Yun really had no choice but to smile bitterly.

"Pride?"

Mu Yun took a step forward and said, "I'm just afraid you can't bear it if you're arrogant!"

"Die!"

Hearing Muyun's words, the cold jade who had not spoken all the time burst out with a cold hum.

He used a long ice blue sword with extraordinary texture. When the sword was stabbed out, the shadow of the sword was heavy.

It's just that Mu Yun didn't bother to see Han Yu kill with a sword.

"Go away!"

The bitterness sword was not used. Mu Yun directly raised his fingers and pointed with both hands. With a real yuan sword Qi, he cut it out directly.

Ding

When the exhortation fell, Han Yu only felt that his hands could not stop shaking, and even his body began to shake with the frequency.

Wow, a mouthful of blood spat out, and Han Yu stepped back.

He was originally the quintuple of feather fairyland. Where could he be the opponent of the quintuple of Muyun feather fairyland.

In Jiuhan heavenly palace, he is indeed a genius, but compared with Muyun, he is too far away.

"Get out!"

Mu Yun said coldly, "well, I don't like to say it again!"

Seeing this scene, the whole person of Song Jian suddenly looked dull and his mouth was wide open. The whole person's body couldn't help shaking.

Han Yu's face was pale, and his palm stroked his chest, panting heavily.

Hateful!

"Come again!"

Hanyu doesn't admit defeat at all.

Just rushed out again. Mu Yun was completely angry this time.

He was provoked again and again. I really thought he was a soft persimmon!

The bitterness sword was in his hand, and Mu Yun stepped out with one step. A clang of the sword sounded, and the middle-grade holy ware in Han Yu's hand suddenly broke, crackled and turned into fragments.

Mu Yun drew a sword on Han Yu's chest and said coldly, "for the last time, get out!"

His chest was bleeding, and Han Yu was completely shocked at this moment!

He can't imagine how mu Yun did it.

But no matter what, how can he admit defeat!

"The majesty of Jiuhan heavenly palace cannot be provoked!"

Han Yu said coldly, "Muyun, to tell you the truth, the day when your blood alliance will perish is not far away!"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Mu Yun is full of killing opportunities.

Han Yu's words are obviously not aimless.

"You don't know yet. Don't worry. At the end of this trip to Longdong, your blood alliance will disappear in the whole 3000 small world!" Hanyu said coldly, "I'm not your opponent now, but at that time, I can easily step on your face and in front of you, just like this..."

Han Yu said, pulling off the long skirt on Lu Xue's body beside her, revealing her white skin.

"I can ravage your wife like this. I heard that your wife is still pregnant? She hasn't given birth for three years, mostly because I haven't entered her body yet!"

Han Yu looked at Mu Yun and his tone became more and more gloomy.

Just hearing these words, Mu Yun was not furious and did not scold in a hurry.

A sword!

With a puff, Han Yu's head fell to the ground.

Lu Xue, who had nothing on her side, had already been completely scared and stupid.

Just in the face of such a person, Mu Yun is too lazy to say a word!

"Unfortunately, even at that time, you can't see it!"

Mu Yun put away the bitterness sword and looked at the other people: "who is the leader of your nine cold heavenly palace this time?"

"Yes... It's vice palace leader Han Yun!"

Song Jian hesitated, his body trembled, and the cold on his forehead wiped it again and again.

"Han Yun..."

Mu Yun put away the long sword, looked at the song sword and said, "do you know what Han Yu said?"

"I... I just heard elder martial brother Hanyu say that the blood ember plan was initiated by the hanging mountain. I don't know anything else!"

Song Jian was already completely stupid at this moment.

Allowing Mu Yun to leave gradually, he stood where he was and was at a loss.

"Come on, tell the Deputy palace leader that hanyu is dead, dead and killed by Muyun!"

"Yes!"

Song Jian wiped the sweat on his forehead and sat down on the ground.

Just now he could feel that he was so close to death!

On the other side, Mu Yun's figure hid on one side. After hearing this, he left.

He wanted to kill people, but he knew nothing about Longdong.

Hearing the conversation between Song Jian and Lu Xue, it seems that the two forces of Jiuhan heavenly palace and xuanyue holy land are not far from here.

It's just that he's a monk in law who doesn't know how to find it. That's why he let them tell the news.

Following the disciple of Jiuhan heavenly palace who left, Muyun disappeared quietly.

Just the Kung Fu of the front and rear feet, the sound of breaking the air immediately sounded.

A dozen figures came through the air.

The leader is Lin Zhengying!

"I ask you, have you seen a young man in a black shirt with long hair tied up and a strand of hair on his forehead?"

Lin Zhengying's words fell and looked at several people coldly.

Long hair tied up? Forehead hair?

Song Jian was stunned. Isn't that what he said about Muyun?

"Yes, I just tell you, what benefits do you give me?" Song Jiangang has just been oppressed by Muyun. This is a good opportunity to vent.

"Benefits?"

Lin Zhengying saw a flash in her eyes and cut it off.

With a puff, the head of Song Jian fell directly to the ground.

"Who knows?"

Lin Zhengying didn't look at Song Jian's body, but directly turned to look at the others.

He was angry. Now Song Jian wants to die by himself. Do you dare to pay him?

Lin Zhengying hummed, "the reward I give you is to leave your life!"

As soon as this remark came out, the people immediately fell silent.

Lu Xue stepped out: "yes, he claimed to be mu Yun, killed Han Yu and left!"

"Where are you going?"

"Over there!" Lu Xue hurried.

"Very good!"

Lin Zhengying looked at Lu Xue and nodded.

Just the next moment, the palm clapped, banging, banging, banging, four or five figures, all killed.

"Summon everyone to meet and go!"

Lin Zhengying didn't care at all. He rushed out again with a dozen people.

It's nothing for him to kill several disciples of Jiuhan heavenly palace!

He doesn't care!

Poor Song Jian and Lu Xue. They didn't die under Muyun's hands. Instead, they were vented by Lin Zhengying and directly killed.

At the same time, on the other side, Mu Yunwei kept moving forward with a disciple who left to report.

After half an hour, along the long and deep corridor, the disciples of Jiuhan heavenly palace arrived at their destination.

A wide place becomes a wide boundary.

Mu Yun understands that both Tianxuan mountain and gulong site are basically underground.

These relics have existed for no less than ten thousand years. The existence of every magical place goes through the annual rings of history, so the landform and mountains change, and these places are gradually submerged.

"Vice palace master!"

The disciple flew out directly, rushed out of the corridor and directly reached the vast land boundary.

This is a yellow land with no end in sight.

It's just that the earth looks too desolate.

However, in front of that, a palace stands proudly!

The palace doesn't look majestic. It's only 100 meters high and hundreds of meters long and wide. It looks ordinary.

But seeing the palace, Mu Yun was slightly stunned.

The palace looks very ordinary, but up and down, it reveals colorful light.

And more importantly, at this moment, all those warriors gathered in front of the palace and stood still.

Among the crowd, Muyun saw several old acquaintances.

Deputy leader of Jiuhan heavenly palace - Han Yun!

And Xiao Yuner, and aunt Yun, the holy envoy of the mysterious moon Holy Land!

Five years ago, Mu Yun didn't care when he met the holy emissary in the South China Sea, but in the past five years, he knew more and more about the holy land of xuanyue, and so did Mu Yun.

There are ten holy envoys in the holy land of xuanyue.

These ten holy envoys are all extremely powerful.

Their strength lies in their haunted figures and means, which are unmatched by ordinary people!

This time, seeing the cloud Saint envoy again, Muyun had no slightest contempt in his heart.

At the moment, seeing Yunsheng envoy standing beside Xiao Yuner, Muyun was no longer worried.

This time, Muyun showed longan again. The whole person's breath was like dead grass lurking in straw, without any vitality.

This is the power of longan. Even the strong one in the ten realms of feather fairyland can't find the smell of Muyun at all.

But at this moment, Muyun doesn't have any relaxation in his heart. After all, Hanyun is the existence of ten layers in feather fairyland and the vice palace master of Jiuhan heavenly palace. The existence of such realm is top-notch in three thousand small worlds!

But gradually, Mu Yun approached the crowd like a ghost.

"Deputy palace leader, big things are bad!"

At this moment, the disciple who reported the news shouted, "Deputy palace leader, Hanyu has been killed!"

Boom

In an instant, Mu Yun felt the huge pressure around him and fully spread to his position. He was careless and almost exposed.

"What's going on?"

Han Yun's face was cold, like a ten thousand year black iron, Leng hum.