Chapter 1772

Mu Bufan gave a low cry and rushed out with both hands.

The hands turned into a fierce and domineering finger wind. When the finger wind gathered, mu Bufan's body suddenly accelerated and rushed directly to the front of him.

He Yang and He Sen attacked Mu Yun and Xie Qing respectively at the moment. The two warriors in the early state of true God directly grabbed mu Bufan.

In fan Tianyang's eyes, mu Bufan is just a puppet. There is nothing special except great strength.

But at this moment, he was stunned.

Mu Bufan condensed his hands into fingerprints and directly blew them out. The fingerprints penetrated the bodies of the two guards and killed them directly.

On the contrary, mu Bufan himself was unharmed.

"Smelly boy, you have begun to practice!"

Fan Tianyang became angry with shame.

He knew that the little wolf was not simple, so he never gave him a chance to practice. He just let him fight simply. Unexpectedly, these guys took him to practice these days and made great achievements.

"Damn it, you guys are bad for me. No one wants to leave today!"

"He Yang, He Sen, what are you doing?"

Fantianyang turned back and shouted.

But this time, it was completely stupid.

He Yang and he sen in the later stage of Zhenshen have long lost their breath

"Why?"

Fan Tianyang is completely stupid.

"Why not?"

Mu Yun said with a light smile: "in the later stage of the true God, he was arrogant and arrogant in front of us. He was not qualified!"

"Damn it!"

Fan Tianyang clenched his hands into a fist, but his left hand grabbed the trigger on his thumb.

"Don't fool around. If you kill me, our Fan family won't give up. Moreover, our Fan family has a title disciple in the sword God sect!"

"Sword God sect?"

Mu yunsen said with a smile, "we're just going to jianshenzong. You might as well tell me who your title disciple is. I'll convey your greetings to you!"

"Are you going to the sword God sect?"

Fan Tianyang looked at the five people and said, "well, you want to kill me. I'll write down your face. Even if you're a ghost, you won't let go!"

"Mu Bufan, did you give the slave his name? In that case, you must also have the surname Mu!"

"There's so much nonsense!"

Looking at fan Tianyang's words, Xie Qing stepped out directly and grabbed it with his palm. His unparalleled strength immediately spread, and two sounds sounded. Fan Tianyang's body was directly fried into a blood mist.

Seeing this scene, mu Bufan looked at Xie Qing and exclaimed, "brother Xie's power is so strong!"

"Of course!"

Mu Yun smiled.

Xie Qingnai is the ancestor of the dragon family. It's strange that his strength is not strong.

But mu Bufan is just an ordinary looking teenager. Such strength and talent are simply terrible to the extreme.

Mu Yun has to say that even he can't compare with him.

"Well, let's leave these troubles to the low-level divine beasts nearby. Let's start on our way to jianshenzong and take part in the examination!"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, five people began to set out.

This little fight did not bring them any trouble or burden at all.

However, after the five people left, next to fan Tianyang's body, a blue light flickered and turned into a meteor and disappeared

Muyun five people will not know this.

The meteor light sped into a City mansion and immediately fell.

Turned into a screen. In front of the screen, Muyun's five figures are clear.

"Tianyang..."

Seeing this scene, a figure stood up in the room.

"Who killed my son Tianyang? Mu Bufan? The surname mu, you five, I remember you!"

The middle-aged man waved his palm and a majestic breath came to his face.

"Patriarch!"

"Quickly inform fan Yishan of jianshenzong and tell him that five people will arrive in jianshenzong. They killed Tianyang and must kill these five people!"

"Patriarch!" The guard in black bowed and said, "fan Yishan is now a disciple of the title. The realm of heaven and God doesn't listen well to the words of our Fan family. It's better to leave it to fan Qushang. He's a disciple of the inner sect, but he doesn't respond to everything in the outer sect!"

"Fan Yishan..."

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "this man has become a disciple of the title. He has great power. He doesn't listen to me at all. Anyway, inform fan Qushang. It's best to kill the five people before they enter the sect!"

"Yes!"

"Let him tell fan Yishan again. Anyway, Tianyang is also his nephew. His nephew was killed. Doesn't fan Yishan show any kindness?"

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man sat down and watched the picture gradually disappear, distressed.

Originally, he planned to send his son into the sword God sect, but now everything is empty.

However, those five people must not be let go.

Naturally, the five people in Muyun group didn't know about it, and they had come outside the sword God sect.

Jianshen sect is located in Jianshen mountain range. The whole Jianshen mountain range can be said to be more than tens of times and hundreds of times stronger than the forest in the South China Sea.

There are dozens of cities attached to the sword God sect, all of which have a population of more than tens of millions.

This gap can be seen.

Jianshen sect was built at the source of Jianshen mountain.

It is said that there is a spiritual pulse here. All the disciples of jianshenzong have their own special peaks. In the peaks, there is the aura introduced by the diversion of spiritual pulse to help cultivate.

The disciples of the inner sect want to exchange the divine crystal for the qualification to enter the spiritual array of the sect.

As for foreign disciples, they are not qualified to enjoy these.

At this moment, the five people are standing outside the sword God sect. The mountain gates are all condensed by a long sword. The sunrise rises, and the roaring sound sounds. The huge sword is divided into two from the middle, and the mountain gate is wide open.

A total of nine mountain gates are open now.

About a hundred people came out from the eight mountain gates on both sides.

"Listen!"

A thin man in a light blue gown spoke.

"This person is a disciple of neizong!" Luyuxue whispered.

"The disciples of the outer sect are embroidered with a black sword mark on their chest, while the disciples of the inner sect are embroidered with a white sword mark. As for the disciples of the title, it seems to be a purple sword mark!"

Muyun saw that the disciple's chest was embroidered with the mark of white sword.

"Shut up!"

The man in blue shirt said, "I'm a disciple of neizong. I'm responsible for the assessment today. Jianshenzong is the overlord of nanzhuo domain and subordinate States and counties. At least thousands of people come to take part in the assessment all day, but I still have to say the rules!"

"If you are found to have failed three times and come to the examination, you will be severely punished by our sword God sect!"

"Now, listen to me and do it!"

The man in blue had a loud voice. Thousands of people stood in front of the nine sword gates and heard it clearly.

"First of all, come to our sword God sect. After passing the examination, the realm is not up to the standard. Now the disciples who have reached the realm of true God enter from the two gates on the left, and they have their own statistics."

Lu Yuxue heard this and looked at Mu Yun and Xie Qing.

"I'll see you in the door!"

"Yes!"

Lu Yuxue passed the previous examination of jianshenzong, but he didn't reach the true God and couldn't become a disciple of foreign sect. This is the rule of jianshenzong.

Now, she just needs to report her identity.

"Next, the disciples with the sword sect order go directly to the third and fourth gate on the left. You are the disciples of the elders in the sect, or the disciples with the title. The sword sect order given to you can be exempted from examination and directly enter the sword God sect!"

"But I also need to say the ugly words. Don't think it's all right. Those elders and disciples who value your talent don't mean they will take care of you in the sect unless you show your talent!"

The man in blue finally dropped his words. Looking at the remaining thousands of people, he said, "well, you and I enter through the four doors on the right!"

Immediately, led by the blue shirt disciple and dozens of other disciples of waizong, Muyun entered the sword God sect.

As for the order of Jianmen, Muyun naturally gave it to mubufan and let him directly enter the sword God sect.

Although he gets along well with them recently, he is not familiar with the outside world.

According to what he said, from the moment he remembered, he was a wolf until he was caught as a slave by fan Tianyang. He fought and fought all day. He heard the most words, that is, swearing.

Now, with Muyun, he feels a unique feeling.

Warm!

Muyun and Xie Qing followed the army into the sword God sect. At the eye, there was a stone wall.

The stone wall has a smooth surface and looks like it has gone through vicissitudes of life. On the mural, it is dim and has no hint.

The man in blue said, "this is the first founder of our sword God sect. It is said that he has the supreme divine formula. If he can understand it, he can ascend to heaven step by step!"

"See those disciples of the outer sect and the inner sect? They all want to understand!"

"Unfortunately, the old disciples all know that no one has understood it for thousands of years."

"After all, rumors are rumors. Who knows whether they are true or false!"

Looking at the blue shirt disciple's expression, it is estimated that it took a long time to understand the stone wall, but it was a pity that he had to give up in the end

The disciple in blue shirt led the crowd around the stone wall from the right and walked towards the rear.

Before long, the crowd turned and came to a huge martial arts field.

At this moment, in front of the martial arts field, there are ten teams of people. They are all ready for the assessment.

The blue shirt man said, "listen, divide into ten teams, take the assessment in turn, pass the first level, and then reach the next level. Remember? You can do whatever you are asked to do!"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, the crowd dispersed.

Muyun and Xie Qing lined up and looked at the front, quite curious.

"This first level seems to test the realm?" Xie Qing said in surprise, "look, those disciples put their palms into the stone, and the stone tablet shows the corresponding realm. Isn't that great?"

"Aren't you a descendant of ZuLong? I don't know?"

"Cut, speak as if you know!"

Between the two bickering, the line quickly lined up.

"Name, from where!"

"Muyun, from Yanzhou!"

"Surname mu?" The examination disciple, with a black sword on his chest, was obviously a disciple of a foreign sect. "What's the matter with the surname mu?" Mu Yun frowned.