As a killer, Xiuye ​​has a unique signature weapon in addition to using hidden weapons.

But Mu Yang was a little surprised when he took out this spiritual weapon.

That's actually a sewing bag?

"I'll go! Why are you a big man carrying a sewing bag with you?"

"Haha, short-sighted!"

A cold light flashed in Xiuye's eyes. He dragged the sewing bag with his left hand, and clamped a silver needle with his index finger and middle finger with his right hand, and threw it out at Mu Yang.

Suddenly, Mu Yang felt a cold light pointing directly at his eyebrows!

He used the divine wind step to move his position. At the moment of the transfer, he clearly saw the silver needle flying over his eyelashes. Behind the silver needle, there was a silver thread tied to it, and there was spiritual power lingering on it!

In this world of plain clothes, such a combination is almost integrated with the world, and it is impossible to see clearly!

This speed is terrifying! Almost in the blink of an eye, if Mu Yang slowed down a little further, he would definitely be injured.

Mu Yang took advantage of the situation to pull the Longyang sword from the bottom and slashed it on the silk thread, but found that the silk thread was as hard as iron and could not be cut at all.

"Huh~ Brother Dog, I've encountered a tough guy."

Although the two had only had a few rounds of confrontation, Brother Dog saw it all. If Mu Yang only relied on his own strength, he would never be able to defeat him in a short period of time.

Brother Dog stared at Xiuye ​​and said, "Find an opportunity, I'll take action."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Mu Yang's aura suddenly changed, and a bloody light covered the Longyang Sword.

His appearance attracted the interest of cultivating one's career, "Oh, your temperament is quite suitable for being a killer. Why? Should you consider quitting Luoyue Valley and joining our Chihong Sect?"

Mu Yang danced his sword technique and began to build momentum for the Chitianxin Sword. "You are a spiritual warrior at the ninth level of the Spiritual Vein Realm. After fighting with me for so long, it seems that the people of the Chihong Sect are not very good either."

"I'm pretty hard, okay, I'll beat you up."

Mu Yang grinned and said, "Generally, these words are all what I said to others. Blood stained!"

Mu Yang had accumulated momentum and launched an attack. He was sure of his practice and could not choose to avoid it. In order to prove his ability, he would definitely take this move head-on.

But Mu Yang found that he suddenly opened his hands and stood apart with his feet. His temperament became as cold and killing as Mu Yang! There was also a little bit of sinister that Mu Yang did not have!

"You are still a little arrogant after praising you. Although you have the foundation to be a killer, you still lack one thing. You have never killed anyone!"

Mu Yang was stunned. Indeed, he had almost never killed anyone, so he lacked murderous aura in his temperament. This is why he was unable to practice the third level of the Chitian Heart Sword.

Cultivation is holding the needle and thread bag in front of you with spiritual power, and ten fingers seem to release ten threads and connect them to the needle and thread bag.

As his eyes condensed, a huge wave of spiritual power swept across. In an instant, at least twenty silver needles appeared in the needle and thread bag, and they were wrapped in silk threads and shot out from different directions!

The moment the blood stain exploded, it collided with these silver targets and was torn like a window paper!

The silver needle seemed to have not been blocked, and it was approaching Muyang!

"Xuanyan Shield!"

The silver needle has too wide a range, so it blocks Muyang's way out and cannot hide, so it can only take over.

After the Xuanyan Shield was supported, silver needles were stalked one by one, and the impact force was like being smashed by a huge blow.

Mu Yang's left arm was numb and he kept retreating against the Xuanyan Shield.

He thought he had the ability to fight with his career, but now it seems that it is still too difficult to beat him by fighting alone.

The spiritual power reserves at the ninth level of the Spiritual Vein Realm are too vast. Even if he spends a lot of spiritual power to keep warm, he can still have enough spiritual power to defeat Mu Yang.

"It seems that I still underestimate the gap between realms."

Mu Yang put away the Xuanyan shield and stood up slowly. His left arm was completely numb, which would greatly reduce his combat power.

The ninth level of the Spirit Vein Realm is the perfection of the Spirit Vein Realm. Nine large spiritual veins are completely penetrated into the body. Whether it is the spiritual power reserve or the speed of spiritual power flow, they have reached perfection.

It is even more difficult to defeat him!

Mu Yang gritted his teeth and forced himself to lift the Longyang sword, and a huge sword shadow appeared above his head.

Xiuye ​​grabbed the sewing bag and looked at Mu Yang's move playfully, "This move looks a bit better, but unfortunately the breath is not restrained enough, and the movement is too great, so it is not suitable for assassination."

When Mu Yang heard this, his eyes flashed, and his breath was not restrained enough?

When Brother Dog said "killing intention", he seemed to have said that the breath must be put into the sword. At this moment, something flashed through Mu Yang's mind, but he didn't catch it, it was very scattered.

Now I can’t care so much, my spiritual power has been condensed to a certain level, so I’ll draw a sword!

Sacrifice to the sky!

Under the cold wind, the Sai Tian seemed to be even more powerful, and the huge sword shadow slashed at Xiuye.

But in the eyes of Xiuye, this is like pediatrics, "Let you feel what the crushing force is!"

Xiuye ​​did not hide, but instead jumped up and headed towards the sword shadow!

Mu Yang clearly saw that the needle and thread bag, under his right hand, turned into a disc composed of hundreds of silver needles and countless thin threads!

This complete diameter is one meter, but it is very thin, as thin as a cicada's wing!

He just held Yuanmeng and took Mu Yang's attack.

Click!

In an instant, the sword shadow shattered!

This is the first time someone can directly crush the sacrifice to the sky!

The sword shadow was broken, Mu Yang suffered a backlash, and a trace of blood actually spilled out of the corners of his mouth!

Brother Dog was immediately panicked, "It's bad! Mu Yang run away! Without my chance to take action, he is too strong, beyond our expectations!"

If it is melee, it can also find opportunities to use time to stop.

However, Xiuye ​​can open up the combat distance, and such a long distance is already outside the range of Dog Brother’s ability!

Mu Yang covered his chest with his left hand and held the sword with his right hand to support the ground. The collision just now had already hurt his internal organs. Let alone defeat him, he couldn't even run away.

Xiuye ​​took this opportunity and approached Mu Yang in the blink of an eye. The perfection in his hand was directly turned ninety degrees, turning into a sharp blade!

He slashed straight at Mu Yang's head!

"Muyang, why are you stunned! Run!"

The dog brother in the trading space was almost crazy! Mu Yang seemed to be beaten stupid, staring at the extremely sharp blade without moving.

It seems like waiting for the judgment of fate.

"I'll go! We can still run with a motorcycle! Are you scared? Are you so cowardly? Isn't it just a few bad money? At worst, I'll accompany you to make money back in the future! It's important to save your life! He is a killer, and he doesn't have to do anything light or heavy. The golden body magic array may not be able to hold on, but you run away!"

At this time, I still didn't forget to sarcastically practice, "Haha, what's wrong? Have you accepted your fate?"
Chapter completed!