I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

"Too strong! Too strong!"

"Mu Yanyang's strength is absolutely incomparable to ordinary people. His strength cannot be measured by common sense!"

"Eyes turning into swords, this is the unique skill of Tianmu City. Mu Yanyang's folding fan is definitely not an ordinary thing. It is at least a heavenly treasure fan!"

"The most terrifying thing was that finger. Before that, I couldn't even feel the slightest fluctuation of energy, but in that instant, all the power was poured into one point. This method is too powerful!"

"So strong, so strong! No wonder even Blood Blade Luohou is no match for him. I suspect Mu Yanyang's strength is even enough to enter the Heavenly Ranking!"

"..."

Mu Yanyang's series of attacks, like a storm, made the monks watching the battle around him exclaim in surprise.

Mu Yanyang is very powerful, and most people have heard of him.

But not many people can tell how strong he is.

Because he seldom went out, the number of times he had fought was extremely limited, but now that he really started fighting, everyone present finally understood how strong he was.

This strength.

It’s even enough to make it onto the Heavenly Ranking!

Even the monk dressed as a scholar with a bamboo backpack on his back couldn't help but widen his eyes at this moment. He picked up the book and brush and was about to start writing, but after a slight hesitation, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Gu Xiu over there.

The reactions of others were similar to his.

They also tilted their heads.

Just one glance, and many people present began to swallow their saliva:

"No... nothing?"

"He doesn't seem to be hurt at all?"

"Is this a genius? Is this a true genius? Mu Chiyang's three moves, each one of them made me feel like I couldn't avoid them, I couldn't dodge them, I couldn't hold on at all, yet he was safe and sound!"

Amidst exclamations.

However, Gu Xiu, who faced a series of attacks from Mu Yanyang, seemed to be fine at the moment. Except for some damage to his spear and slightly curled ends of his hair, there was no other problem.

He still looked calm.

The breath is calm.

"Is this a true genius? This...isn't it too despairing?"

"Who do you think is stronger between the two of them? What will be the final outcome?"

"Sui Yu'an's potential seems to be even greater than Mu Yanyang's. Don't forget, he's only at the Nascent Soul stage, while Mu Yanyang is at the Divine Transformation stage!"

"That's not necessarily true. Mu Yanyang looked like a storm just now, but his aura was also calm. I'm afraid he was just testing the waters and didn't use his full strength at all."

"No matter which of these two people I face, I feel despair."

"..."

Countless monks expressed their feelings.

When facing the strong, everyone will admire them and then work hard to become stronger.

But facing such a genius.

some.

Only despair.

This is the gap between geniuses and ordinary people.

"You're quite capable to be able to block three of my attacks."

"Now I believe that your killing of Blood Blade Luohou was not based on luck."

Mu Yanyang spoke, looking at Gu Xiu with a hint of interest: "If I didn't need to kill you to establish my authority, I would really want to spare your life."

"Spare my life?" Gu Xiu raised his eyebrows.

"Your cultivation level is far inferior to mine. Rather than killing you now, I'm actually looking forward to waiting for your cultivation level to catch up with mine one day, and then I'll take your life."

Mu Yanyang said this and shook his head with some regret:

"It's a pity. I need to fight to establish my authority, and you are my stepping stone."

"so."

"Even though you have incredible potential, you are ultimately destined to die here."

talking.

"Shh!"

Mu Yanyang immediately put away the folding fan in his hand. He put his hands behind his back and said to Gu Xiu condescendingly:

"Do you have any last words?"

"You can't kill me." Gu Xiu shook his head.

"Hehe, it seems that you don't have any last words. In that case, then you will die next." Mu Yanyang sneered and stopped talking nonsense with Gu Xiu. A cold light flashed in his eyes.

All of a sudden.

A flying knife with red flames appeared out of thin air again, heading towards Gu Xiu's face, but the moment it flew out, it suddenly disappeared. However, it only disappeared for a moment, and when it appeared again, it was already in front of Gu Xiu.

"clang!"

At the critical moment, Gu Xiu raised his gun again to block and repel the long sword that the eyes turned into.

"You do have some skills, but it's a pity that my knife is not so easy to break." Mu Yanyang on the other side snorted coldly, and then the light in his eyes flashed again.

next moment.

Three more red flaming flying knives flew out, but before these three flying knives could hit Gu Xiu, several more cold lights flashed, followed by the sixth and ninth!

There were nine flying knives, which were scattered in an orderly manner, one after another, and launched a siege on Gu Xiu. Each flying knife carried boundless sharpness and a fiery aura.

"Ding ding ding clang clang clang..."

Crisp sounds continued to ring out, and Gu Xiu waved the Mountain-Breaking Spear in his hand continuously, blocking one flying knife after another.

"Humph."

"I want to see how many of my swords your Dantian Qi Sea can withstand!"

Mu Yanyang snorted coldly, and then the nine flying knives grew stronger again and turned into eighteen flying knives.

Can……

Even so, Gu Xiu remained calm.

The spear in his hand seemed to have a spirit. Even in the face of such intensive attacks, he was always able to knock away the flying knife at the critical moment.

even.

While resisting the flying knife attack, Gu Xiu also walked slowly towards Mu Yanyang. His speed was not fast, but he was extremely determined, step by step. Every step he took shortened the distance between the two.

At first glance, it seems difficult to move forward.

Can……

He didn't know why, but as he watched the other person walking towards him step by step, and the calm look in his eyes, Mu Yanyang had a feeling that he was being pressed step by step and slowly suffocated.

"How could this be?"

"I am the great Mu Yanyang, a man who will surely shine in the future and be admired by the world. How could I possibly have such feelings towards a mere Nascent Soul cultivator like this?"

"This is impossible!"

Mu Yanyang muttered to himself and opened the folding fan on his back again.

He chopped towards Gu Xiu.

It was still the same terrifying offensive that seemed to be able to completely split the world apart.

But this time.

Gu Xiu seemed to be prepared. While he was resisting the flying knives that were entangled in the sky, when the folding fan attack came close, he suddenly spun his spear and swept towards the fan.

What is even more unbelievable is...

After being swept by the spear, the folding fan's attack seemed to be pulled by some strange force, and it deviated from Gu Xiu's body and hit the sky, splitting the clouds in the sky into two.

It didn't cause any harm to Gu Xiu at all!

"Luck, it must be luck!"

Mu Yanyang didn't believe it and kept flipping the folding fan in his hand. Later, he even threw the folding fan into the air and activated it with magic spells.

He kept swinging and slashing at Gu Xiu.

All of a sudden.

Light shone everywhere, and one after another, unstoppable fan-shaped rays flashed up, as if a storm was coming. Every blow carried boundless power, and every blow carried a sharpness that could split the sky.

The monks watching the battle had to retreat again and again, and all kinds of magic weapons and protective gear were used, for fear that they would be mistaken for roadside weeds and killed on the spot.

But rather...

In the midst of this terrifying attack, Gu Xiu remained calm.

He is still moving forward.

The spear in his hand was still waving.

The fan-shaped rays coming from the sky seemed unwilling to hurt him, and each time they were able to accurately avoid Gu Xiu and hit somewhere else.

From beginning to end.

They couldn't hurt Gu Xiu at all, let alone make him stop for even a moment.

It seems that everything is still luck.

Can……

Mu Yanyang, who saw this scene, understood that this was not so-called luck at all, but the opponent's strength and combat experience had reached a level that he could not fathom at all.

All his attacks were a joke to him.

Own……

I might really die at this man's hands!

"This is impossible!"

"He is just a Nascent Soul cultivator. It is impossible for him to achieve this level!"

"I can't lose!"

Shaking his head, he forced himself to get rid of the bad thoughts in his mind. Mu Yanyang looked at Gu Xiu who was pressing forward step by step, with a crazy murderous intent in his eyes. He gritted his teeth, and the eighteen flying knives and fan beams became more powerful at this moment.

Followed by.

While Gu Xiu was busy dealing with the situation, Mu Yanyang flashed a purple light and immediately used the power of his soul!

He is a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

The Nascent Soul Palace has been opened, and the sea of ​​consciousness of the soul has also been opened up. Compared with other Nascent Soul cultivators, he has the strongest means to crush cultivators below the God Transformation stage.

Soul impact!

In an instant, the power of the soul was mobilized and suppressed Gu Xiu.

The effect is good.

Gu Xiu, who was walking towards him step by step, froze in his hands under the impact of the soul and was nearly hit by a fan of light. Seeing this, Mu Yanyang couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

He considered himself a genius and felt that once he walked out of the cage that trapped him, he would soar to the sky and crush all powerful enemies.

But I never expected it.

In his first battle, he was beaten by a Nascent Soul cultivator and was forced to use his spiritual power to suppress his opponent.

Doing this is not worthy of the title of genius!

only……

The shame in his heart only flashed by for a moment. When he saw that Gu Xiu was actually walking towards him again after a brief pause, Mu Yanyang finally didn't dare to wait any longer.

finger.

Aim at Gu Xiu again.

Immediately afterwards, the terrifying finger that had just been displayed appeared again, pointing towards Gu Xiu.

Or.

This finger was much more terrifying than the previous one. The beam of light was even stronger and more murderous, as if it wanted to wipe out all the powerful enemies standing in its way.

even……

After pointing the finger, Mu Yanyang was still not at ease, so he cast spells frequently, raised his arm several times, and kept pointing at Gu Xiu.

One finger!

Two fingers!

Three fingers...

In the end, he pointed out seven fingers and watched as seven extremely terrifying light beams arrived in front of Gu Xiu, blocking all of Gu Xiu's escape routes, and combined with the fan-shaped rays of the eighteen flying knives that had originally besieged Gu Xiu.

"boom!"

A violent roar resounded at this moment, and the extremely dazzling white light seemed to turn into the scorching sun, completely enveloping Gu Xiu, making it impossible to see Gu Xiu's figure anymore.

It was not until now that Mu Yanyang finally collapsed to the ground.

Breathing heavily.

Sweat kept dripping down his cheeks.

Each finger.

They are all his strongest attacks.

Doing seven consecutive finger strikes like this was a huge drain on him, not to mention the inner pressure when facing Gu Xiu, which created a huge amount of stress in his heart.

"Should...should he be dead?"

"He's only a Nascent Soul. Facing such a consuming attack from a peak Spiritual Transformation Peak like me, there's no way he could survive!"

"Yes, he will definitely die!"

After panting for a long time, Mu Yanyang murmured to himself, trying to regain some of his inner confidence. Then he couldn't help but look up at the dazzling white light.

only……

At a glance.

With just one glance, the expectation in Mu Yanyang's heart disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Because it's there.

Gu Xiu was still holding the spear, still unharmed, and still walking slowly towards him.

even.

When he came straight in front of him, with the spear in his hand pointed at him, Mu Yanyang came back to his senses and heard Gu Xiu's cold and cruel words:

"I said."

"You will die."

next moment.

The spear was raised and stabbed down fiercely!