"Bang!!!"
[There are monks with high cultivation levels fighting in front of the host! 】
Lu Baobao: "Boss Tong, you don't need to tell me that the master and I have seen it!"
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Lu Qingran jumped into the air and looked into the distance.
Two monks who were in the late stages of transcending the tribulation were facing each other in an open space, and the atmosphere around them was extremely tense. Their gazes met, as if they could spark sparks in the void.
"Mu Laosan, are you sure you want to protect them?"
One of the monks was wearing a black robe, with a stern face, and a cold aura exuding from his body.
His hands were holding a pair of black short blades, and the blades shone with a cold light. He asked in a gloomy voice, pointing at a man and a woman in the distance.
The other monk was wearing a white robe, about forty years old, handsome, with an awe-inspiring righteousness between his brows.
He held a long cyan sword in his hand, and the sword's blade shone with cyan light.
"Mu Laosi, you dare to touch them!!"
At this moment, both of them stared at each other coldly, neither of them making a move first.
Suddenly, the black-robed monk flashed and disappeared instantly. The white-robed monk's eyes narrowed, and he waved the long sword in his hand, forming a dense protective sword shield in front of him.
The extremely fast afterimage of the black-robed monk appeared behind the white-robed monk, and the short blade in his hand stabbed towards the white-robed monk's back with sharp blade energy.
The white-robed monk seemed to be very familiar with his opponent. As if he had expected it, he turned to the right. At the same time, he turned the green sword in his hand and stabbed to the left, towards the black-robed monk's chest.
The black-robed monk paused and retreated suddenly, avoiding the white-robed monk's attack.
His eyes became even colder, and he waved the short blade in his hand, turning into black phantoms and attacking the white-robed monk.
The white-robed monk remained calm and swung his sword freely, blocking the black-robed monk's attacks one by one.
The figures of the two people were moving at extremely high speeds, and the shadows and lights of their swords intertwined together, making bursts of sharp piercing sounds.
"Master! They are so fast! I can't see anything!"
Lu Baobao's voice interrupted Lu Qingran, who was watching in awe. A showdown between masters is rare. This is a good learning opportunity, but it's a pity that the timing is wrong.
"They are all at the peak of the late stage of the Tribulation! You are only in the early stage of the Tribulation, so you can't see clearly!"
[A barrier was set up around the two of them! Otherwise you two wouldn't be able to stand here! 】
【Someone is here again! 】
"Stop! Mu Lao San! Mu Lao Si! Stop it!" The person's voice with spiritual power yelled.
Lu Qingran's eyes shrank, Mu Laosan? Mu Yi said that my maternal ancestor’s father was the third eldest son in the Mu family!
The steward of the Mu family whom I met before said that the fourth bedroom would go to the third bedroom to cause trouble!
Lu Qingran immediately looked at the person behind the white-robed monk to protect him. Unfortunately, the distance was too far. Lu Qingran only saw a woman supporting a man.
The man lowered his head, probably seriously injured, while the woman looked ahead warily.
Lu Qingran saw many people coming here and followed them.
"Brother! Mu Xiu killed my son, you have to make the decision for my son!"
The black-robed monk stared angrily at the injured Mu Xiu, vowing not to stop until he killed him.
Lu Qingran, who had just approached, felt her heart tighten when she heard this, and quickly looked at the man and woman behind the white-robed monk.
"Your son wants to kill my son, but you still don't let my son fight back? You're not as good at killing people as others, and you blame him for fighting back! Your fourth brother is as shameless as ever!" the white-robed monk said coldly and disdainfully.
"It's normal for clan members to fight each other, but how can they kill people?"
"Ha~ Big brother is still very 'fair' as always!" The white-robed monk looked at the visitor sarcastically!
White-robed monk: "Brother, why did you imprison my son and granddaughter in the third room and not allow them to go out?"
"Third brother, everything you do for your brother is for our Mu family. This time, as long as Mu Xiu hands over Lu Qingran and Lu Heng! The family will no longer hold them accountable!"
The white-robed monk had just come out of seclusion and was unclear about many things, not to mention who Lu Qingran and Lu Heng were.
He looked at his son and granddaughter behind him with doubtful eyes.
"You are dreaming that you want my great-granddaughter and her son! Unless I die!" Mu Yirou looked at the speaker with sharp eyes!
"Third brother, this is the person requested by the 'god'. Do you dare not to give it to him? The Mu family cannot bear that person's anger!"
Upon hearing this, the white-robed monk's aura suddenly changed, and he stared sharply at the so-called eldest brother opposite.
"Back then, my eldest brother seduced a con man and let him enter the Holy Mountain without my consent! Now the old plan is repeated? Are you trying to harm my Sanfang bloodline again?"
"Mu Laosan! Shut up! What do you mean by harm? Be careful what you say! What you do for your brother is not for the sake of the entire Mu family!"
"Hahahahaha!! For the entire Mu family? Hahahahaha! For the sake of the entire Mu family, I have to sacrifice all the blood of my third family?? What does the entire Mu family have to do with me, Mu Laosan?"
Boss Mu's expression froze. What does this have to do with him? The person who wants to be a god must be a gifted person.
Who calls Sanfang rich in the favored sons of heaven? If the person chooses his son's successor, he will send it over without hesitation!
"Brother! What nonsense are you talking to him about! Take Mu Yirou out, then Lu Qingran shouldn't leave her alone!"
An old man with white hair appeared among several people. His eyes were full of malice and cunning, staring at Mu Yirou.
The white-robed monk clenched the sword in his hand, and the sword glowed green.
"Yo! The third child wants to do something to me!"
The white-robed monk swung his long sword, and the green sword light struck at the white-haired old man. The white-haired old man called out his sword and blocked it in front of him.
The green sword light collided with the broadsword, making a dull loud noise. The black-and-white-robed monk and the white-haired old man were both shaken back a few steps.
The white-robed monk concentrated his energy again, swung his long sword, and attacked the white-haired old man, hoping to kill the white-haired old man with all his moves.
The white-haired old man, who had not fought with anyone for thousands of years and was unfamiliar with sword skills, was attacked by the white-robed monks and kept retreating.
Suddenly, the black-robed monk standing behind the white-robed monk suddenly stabbed the white-robed monk in the back.
Lu Qingran's eyes narrowed, and he threw out the Silent Divine Sword. The divine sword collided with the short blade, and the short blade flew out!
"Wu Ming!"
Lu Qingran dodged, and with his spiritual power, the Silent Divine Sword transformed into countless Silent Divine Swords, and the sword light struck the black-robed monk like a forest.
The black-robed monk who was controlled by Lu Qingran's mental power could not move. Before the black-robed monk could say a word, he was stabbed with holes all over his body by the Silent Divine Sword.
People die without even seeing what killed them!
Everything happened too fast, and before anyone could react, Mu Laosi was killed!
"Baby!"
Lu Baobao changed back to his original form, and Lu Qingran threw Mu Yirou and Mu Xiu onto Lu Baobao's back! A protective sword guard was thrown around Lu Baobao.
When everyone in the Mu family came to their senses, Lu Qingran dodged past the white-robed monk and attacked the white-haired old man...
