The feeling of stepping in the air is somewhat similar to that of stepping on the light. The latter requires objects to rest on the feet, while the former uses martial energy to condense and form under the feet, instead of objects. Every time Mu Ziyun takes a step in the air, feather-like feet will form under his feet. Qi, because his hands and feet were relatively complete, Mu Ziyun focused on dueling with people head-on.
The chosen target was Luqiu Gongliang, because in the center of the battlefield closest to Bailian Tiaozi, there were four people standing, the old woman, Luqiu Gongliang, the masked man, and the second person from Luoye Sect. They had only fought against Luqiu Gongliang before, so he could be counted as one. Breakthrough. Flying to Luqiu Gongliang's side, Mu Ziyun made a direct move. He didn't even hook his fingers but used his fist directly, hitting the locking staff. Bang, Luqiu Gongliang took three or four steps back. He was shocked and said in his heart, how powerful this kid is. It's so much bigger. Mu Ziyun also had confidence in his heart, because his fist was not sucked when it came into contact with the locking staff, which meant that it could not absorb martial energy. In this case, Lu Qiu Gongliang would hardly be his opponent. The fists and sticks of the two collided back and forth. It cannot be said that there was back and forth, because it was obvious that Mu Ziyun was suppressing Lu Qiu Gongliang at this moment. Mu Ziyun's feet were entangled with martial energy, and he staggered very quickly. He could only see his shadow, and he was relaxed. Avoiding the locking stick, he grabbed Luqiu Gongliang's shoulder with his left hand, and focused on his weak waist with his right palm. Cough... Luqiu Gongliang held his breath and went to grab it with his backhand, but he was dodged by a kite. Before he could turn around, he was hit hard on his back. He hunched over and coughed out blood. He felt a strong heart and shook off the lock. stick. Mu Ziyun was suspicious, had he given up? After two breaths, he rejected this idea, because Lu Qiu Gongliang had two more strings of steel rings on his wrist, each with five strings. He stepped forward and slapped Mu Ziyun on the head. Mu Ziyun clenched his fists to fight, and when the palm of his fist hit, Lu The steel rings on Qiu Gongliang's wrists came together and sent a strong shock wave to Mu Ziyun. Even with the martial energy surrounding him, Mu Ziyun flew two feet away and his head was blown away. "What kind of weapon is this?" Mu Ziyun asked as he landed on the ground. Lu Qiu Gongliang didn't answer and struck out again. Mu Ziyun stopped fighting this time and used his body skills to dodge immediately. Lu Qiu Gong Liang immediately turned his palms into fists and shot out into the air. Each punch sent out a wave of energy, hitting many people, but only Mu Ziyun could not be hit. Six steps, five steps, Mu Ziyun calculated the distance, and at the third step, flames began to form from his hands. From then on, his arms, shoulders, back, legs, and ankles were all ignited with fire, compressing the fire energy into his hands to form fire. Mu Ziyun held the fire bomb and struck it at Luqiu Gongliang. Luqiu Gongliang gathered all his martial arts in his right hand, made a fist and struck it, boom, bang bang bang, the air wave and the fire energy exploded due to the squeeze and junction, and the air wave pushed away The bodies of the two flew to both sides in the air. At this moment, Mu Ziyun gathered martial energy in his hands and feet at the same time, stepped into the air to shatter the air waves around him, and passed through the haze to kill Lu Qiu Gongliang. Just when his fist was about to touch his chest. , a person suddenly appeared out of thin air from Mu Ziyun's left side, grabbed Mu Ziyun's arm, "Stop", it turned out to be Song Hua. Mu Ziyun was about to deal with Song Hua, but he heard him say: "That's enough, the two of us won't fight anymore." Mu Ziyun stopped and said angrily: "Now that you say we won't fight, why didn't you think about the present when you just killed me?" "Oh, I was "How about, you are the same now, we are the same kind of people, why don't you think about what will happen to you in the future?" "You..." Mu Ziyun couldn't refute. "I am a disciple of Bai Lian Weapon Dao. We will meet again in the Lianzhuang battle soon. Let's say goodbye." Song Hua grabbed the cloak and took Lu Qiu Gongliang into the tent, and disappeared before Mu Ziyun's eyes. Mu Ziyun wanted to say something else, but had to go back.
Mu Ziyun took over Luqiu Gongliang's position at this time and became the four most central ones. People kept attacking him. As time passed, people outside began to unite and attack the four people collectively. Person B of the Luoye Sect had already exhausted too much energy when protecting Person A. Under such an offensive, he finally couldn't hold on and slowly wanted to withdraw from the center, but... At this moment, the weirdo who stepped on the white snake got out of his way and took advantage of Person B's unpreparedness to use his claws from behind. Poof, Person B still had his eyes open, but a big hole opened in his chest, and there was only one thing growing in the hole. The scaly claws hold the bloody heart. "Elder Ye!" "Master!" Several people from Luoye Sect shouted in shock. Person A's face turned red and his eyes were bloodshot. He rushed towards Person B and was held down by the other two people on the way. They could only hear them say: "Ji, don't be impulsive. Only by holding on to your life can you take revenge." Person A looked at him and fell to the ground. Man B in the water howled loudly and shed tears. He glared at the white snake monster and then at Mu Ziyun before following the two of them to make a hole in the battlefield and escape.
The white snake monster did not take over the position of the second person. He took a few people around him and made a circle around the battlefield with his feet. During this period, he kept making plots, which instantly disrupted the battle situation on the Luoma River. Now there was really a chaos on the river. In the true sense, they were fighting each other, and the weak were strangled without mercy, and there were many sect disciples like Mu Ziyun among them. In the chaos, Mu Ziyun met a familiar opponent. The blade of the sword stabbed Mu Ziyun's neck back and forth. Mu Ziyun found the flaw and quickly grabbed the woman's wrist. "At least we had a relationship, so there's no need to be so cruel." "Bah!" The woman's eyes widened in anger and she spat. Said: "You are not a good guy, just look at the moves." The woman was holding a sword in her hand, but it was clearly a whip. She was swinging it towards Mu Ziyun. It was not without rules. The moves were fatal but there was no flaw, but there were As the saying goes, the only martial arts in the world is speed. Movement skills may not be included in a duel, but speed can determine the distance between life and death. Mu Ziyun's figure swayed and kept changing positions. The woman's eyes could no longer keep up, but based on her aura, she discovered that due to the speed, there were three or four places around her that had Mu Ziyun's aura at the same time. He was in a state of panic when he suddenly remembered a voice from behind, "Minmin, step back, I'll deal with him." It was the old woman who spoke. The woman immediately gave way, and the old woman held the sword in her hand, stood still, and said: "Boy, you can speed up, I only use one move, if I miss it, we will give up this treasure." Mu Ziyun knew that this old woman was extremely capable. She was no ordinary person. Although she had not transformed, Mu Ziyun knew that it would not be easy to win her. Gathering all his martial energy, Mu Ziyun was ready. He stepped out of the water and disappeared. The old woman closed her eyes calmly. The head of the woman behind her kept swinging but could not keep up with Mu Ziyun's speed. Click, the old woman took action, and her eyes were still closed. Mu Ziyun was stunned, because his left shoulder had been pierced by the old woman, and blood spurted out. Mu Ziyun withdrew and took several steps back. There was still a flame burning on his body, and he covered the wound. She said to the old woman: "How did you see me?" The old woman snorted coldly: "Boy, your transformation is not complete yet. Maybe you can't feel it, but there is still the presence of Wugang. As long as there is a trace of Wugang aura , you can’t even think of escaping my bloody sword.”
The pain in Mu Ziyun's shoulder was severe. The sword penetrated his body directly, and the injury was too serious. The old woman said to the woman behind her: "Minmin, kill him." Mu Ziyun made eye contact with the woman. The woman pursed her lips and said carefully: "Master, he can no longer compete with us..." "I let you kill him!" "The old woman's tone was stiff. The woman lowered her head and looked at Mu Ziyun again, "Master..." "What, you don't listen to what the master said?" "No, no, I, I understand, master." The woman clenched the sword in her hand. He glanced at Mu Ziyun apologetically, and did not dare to look at him again. The sword flashed and was about to kill Mu Ziyun. Mu Ziyun immediately turned into flames, but at this moment, the old woman held the hilt of the sword with both hands, as if she was saying something. The pain in Mu Ziyun's wound increased several times in an instant, and he collapsed in a flash. "It hurts!" Mu Ziyun thought in his heart, watching helplessly as the woman's sword light swung towards him. Bang, a crisp sound, Mu Ziyun's eyes became clear, and he saw clearly that it was a pure white soft sword. Mu Ziyun hurried to see who saved him. Um? This person seemed so familiar, "Junior Brother Mu, it's really you!" The person who spoke was a woman. Mu Ziyun searched the memory in his mind and finally remembered her identity, "Senior Sister Liu, why are you here!" The person who came was Mu Ziyun had met Liu Xiaoxiao, the second-ranked member of the Yumen North Sect in Qingfeng Peak. She was one year older than Mu Ziyun and was seventeen years old. In terms of strength, Mu Ziyun was indeed ranked behind her.
