Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

Mo Yu was very satisfied with the effect, his pupils were instantly covered by a layer of blue, which disappeared in a flash.

Sure enough, Wang Yunja in front of him was covered with a light layer of black misfortune.

Wang Yunzha waved his hand, his voice was rough.

"Get out of here, all of them!"

As the voice fell, those who approached could feel the overwhelming anger.

Wang Yunzi's own strength is not low. In such a state of rage, the spiritual power in his body violently formed a rush of hurricanes, sweeping towards the surrounding maidservants.

The maidservants panicked and quickly knelt down.

"Young Master calm down."

They lowered their heads tremblingly.

Lihua even pulled La Moyu.

However, Mo Yu just stood there with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, not moving.

"Get out of here! Except you!"

The maidservants left tremblingly. After the courtyard door was closed, Wang Yunzi turned his palm over and pointed his long sword at Mo Yu's neck as white as jade.

"How dare you humiliate me?"

Mo Yu just smiled lightly.

"It's not an insult, it's a fact."

Wang Yunzi has been praised as a genius since he was a child.

His swordsmanship has been taught by a famous teacher, and his strength is unparalleled in the world, but at this time he is insulted by this woman in public, how can he swallow this breath?
Mo Yu stretched out his fingers and pressed lightly on the tip of the long sword.

She just pushes lightly.

But Wang Yunya only felt that a hundred catties of iron was hanging on the tip of his sword, and the bones on his wrist could hear the cracking sound of being overwhelmed.

"You, how..."

He suddenly widened his eyes, looking at her slender and tender fingers in disbelief.

"Vulnerable."

Finally unable to hold on anymore, Wang Yunja quickly retracted the long sword and moved his sore and tingling wrist.

Mo Yu said: "You are not suitable for learning swords, try with a dagger."

Wang Yunzi's pupils turned red, "My swordsmanship talent is praised by even today's sword immortals. If you say it's not suitable, is it not suitable?"

Mo Yu frowned, "What is a sword fairy? Who selected it?"

Wang Yunya: "...This is... what my father said."

Mo Yu was a little speechless, "The sword fairy selected by your father said that you are very talented in sword cultivation, so you should figure it out yourself, is that reasonable?"

"Your wrist has been injured before, and it has left permanent damage. The strength of your wrist is not enough, the strength of piercing the sword and cutting the sword is not enough, and there are flaws everywhere in your swordsmanship skills. Using such skills to compete with others In a fight, you will lose badly."

"Now, take a breath and take a look."

Before he knew it, Wang Yunya really listened to Mo Yu's words, and tried to take a breath.

The spiritual power circulated in the body, just enough to smooth the tingling pain on the wrist.

Mo Yu grasped his wrist, took the long sword and twirled it around, making a sword flower.

Although her hands were slender and soft, they were extremely strong and firm, even more stable and powerful than his hands that had practiced swords all the year round.

Wang Yunzha was a little astonished, and looked at her sideways, his handsome cheeks flushed slightly again.

"A child cannot be taught."

When Wang Yunzi was in a daze, he heard Mo Yu say something coldly.

Before he came back to his senses, he just felt black in front of his eyes and passed out directly.

Mo Yu looked at the man lying on the ground expressionlessly.

This guy really doesn't like oil and salt.

Back then, how many monks stepped on her threshold and wanted to ask her for advice.

Even if she doesn't have such a strong cultivation base in this life, she will listen carefully to her advice when she kindly advises her.

This kid is still the male lead, and he is so reticent.

She said it was business, but she was still in a daze!

She stood in front of Wang Yunja, and put her hand on the center of his brow.

A dark glow sank into Wang Yun's eyebrows.

In just an instant, she had Wang Yunja's memory in her pocket.

Nothing at all.

Wang Yunja hadn't even entered the depths of the royal family's secret realm.

The Royal Family Secret Realm is divided into two areas, the Outer Area and the Inner Area.

In the inner area, there are countless ferocious beasts, and it is said that there are ferocious beasts comparable to those in the Transcending Tribulation Period. The Wang family has been forbidden to enter and leave on weekdays.

Wang Yunya, the future heir, was even more forbidden to enter to avoid losing his life inside.

After getting this information, Mo Yu only felt a little ridiculous.

A ferocious beast whose strength is comparable to those in the Transcending Tribulation Period, will be locked in such a small secret realm?

Judging from the size and scope of this secret realm and the small world inside, it should be forged with the flesh and blood of a Mahayana strongman.

The strong during the tribulation period strengthened and repaired it.

In addition, generations of members of the Wang family kept adding items to it, injecting their life-long cultivation and life-long collections, and it took many years to achieve such an effect.

But even so, the flesh and blood of a strong man in the Mahayana stage cannot imprison a ferocious beast that has reached the Tribulation Stage. There is too much bragging in it.

Wang Yunzha, the future head of the Wang family, knew very little about this secret realm, and Mo Yu was a little disappointed.

……

Tuo Yuezong.

The top of the mountain.

Wang Zhi looked at the information in his hand and showed a satisfied smile.

He laughed and said to the Great Elder beside him: "During this time, the cultivation of the disciples in the sect has been improving very fast. Maybe we can reach the fourth-rank sect in this sect appraisal."

The Great Elder stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction.

"In just five years, you have rushed from the fifth-rank sect to the fourth-rank sect. At that time, you will become the only one in the entire cultivation world."

Wang Zhi smiled and waved his hands, "That's not thanks to my precious apprentice."

Speaking of this, Wang Zhi's smile shrank slightly.

"Since Jun Hao took her away, there has been no news, and I don't know what's going on now..."

But at this moment, the Great Elder smiled, "No, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, is someone here?"

But he saw a blue figure walking with a sword among the clouds and mountains.

Yu Junhao was in a hurry, and opened his mouth to ask directly: "Master, is sister the spirit body of the ancient holy dragon?"

In one sentence, Wang Zhi's complexion suddenly changed.

"Who told you that?"

Seeing his reaction, Yu Junhao understood a little.

He reported the situation he found this time.

The Wang family has been producing strong men for 1000 years.

With the scarce cultivation resources of their Wang family, it is so difficult to create these strong people in a short period of time. It just so happens that the senior sister disappeared in that place. It is probably because they noticed the special physique of the senior sister and imprisoned her.

"This is impossible!"

Wang Zhi's face was gloomy, and the veins on his forehead popped out angrily.

"Her cultivation is not something that this small family can do. Even if her cultivation is greatly reduced after the First World War, it is impossible..."

After speaking, Wang Zhi choked up a little.

Thinking of the possibility of his disciple falling into such a situation, his heart was bleeding.

What's more... He felt guilty and blamed himself for not looking for her for thousands of years, and he didn't want to believe this fact.