Supreme God Emperor

Only seeing Mu Yun leaving, the faces of the women from Fengming Party changed.

Feng Xian'er immediately hummed: "Sister, Mu Yun, I think it is to fight the war spirit party first, then our Fengming party, and then the prince-dang, this is revenge!"

"It seems that we didn't care about him the last time in the Royal God Continent, but instead he caused us trouble!"

Feng Xian'er grunted angrily.

It's just that Feng Ruyi's eyebrows stretched out, but she looked at Xiao Mei and said, "Meier, what chance do you have?"

"With his performance today...90%!"

"Ninety percent?"

Feng Ruyi slowly said, "In this case, I don't need 90% of this pill for you, what I need is 100% success!"

Feng Ruyi said, a pill appeared in his hand.

The moment he saw the pill, Xiao Mei's eyes were ecstatic, and he took it directly into the bag and nodded: "Sister, don't worry, don't humiliate your mission!"

"Ok!"

Feng Ruyi looked ahead and slowly said, "The War Spirit Party has been stepped on. We Fengming Party will let him know that women, but you must not mess with them!"

Hearing this, several beautiful and beautiful women with different dresses around Feng Ruyi looked angry at Mu Yun's back.

It's just that Mu Yun, who is leaving at this moment, is not in the mood to think about it.

When fighting against Lu Xiao, he already kept his hand, and Zhan Tianling is not stupid, he should be able to see it.

Of course, other people should be able to tell if they are not stupid.

However, he repeatedly emphasized that it was the leader who asked him to challenge, and it seemed that these people didn't believe it at all!

At this point, Mu Yun also had nothing to do.

Since they don't believe it, just treat it as an improvement.

At the end of World War I, Mu Yun returned to his mountain.

Retreat!

Now, the immortal energy of Fifty-nine Zhoutian is running, and the increase in strength has reached the peak state of the fifth-grade immortal.

It's just that Mu Yun still didn't rush to turn the small week of the fifty-nine weeks into a sixty week, turning it into a big one.

If you don't make a breakthrough, you will have to make every success and two more steps.

Within three days, the entire One Leaf Sword Sect was completely lively.

Muyun took the lead in challenging Lu Xiao, the fifth-ranking immortal realm, and facing the sixth-ranked immortal realm, he seemed very relaxed.

The next one is Xiao Mei of Fengming Party.

Xiao Mei is a very famous woman in Fengming's party.

In private, the core disciple gave her a name-the Viper Venomous Woman!

Very vicious name, but the core disciples feel that it fits this long and seductive female disciple.

This person is very famous in the entire Yiye Jian Sect, and he is born to be sloppy. He specially hooks up with the Ye family disciples for double cultivation.

Generally, the male disciple she hooked up either had a stagnant cultivation base or a retrogression.

This woman, within the Ichiba Sword Sect, is simply a evil star.

But day by day, year after year, there are still many male disciples planted in her hands.

Everyone knows that there is a knife on the head of the color word, but many male disciples just can't control their own flesh.

Therefore, when Mu Yun spoke of challenging Xiao Mei, many male disciples in the sect couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They were afraid of Xiao Mei, but they were even more afraid that one day they could not resist the temptation and got on Xiao Mei's bed. In that case, their entire cultivation would be completely ruined.

Three days, not long, Mu Yun sat on the mountain peak, sitting for three days, silent, Lin Zhixiu and others didn't know what he was thinking.

But the game is already coming!

On this day, there are really crowds around the challenge platform.

Unexpectedly, people from the War Spirit Party also came.

Lu Xiao lost to Mu Yun. Today, it seems that he didn't care at all. Instead, he was watching the game under the leadership of Zhan Tianling.

Seeing the crowded posture in the field, Zhan Tianling's ordinary face showed a slight smile.

"Lu Xiao, if you don't believe me, you can tell today!"

Zhan Tianling smiled slightly: "When Mu Yun faced you, he already kept his hands. Otherwise, you are not his opponent with three moves. It seems that the disciple who sent the master to recruit is very good!"

"Brother Zhan, is this guy that strong?"

Zhan Feng curled his lips and said with a quack: "If you say that, I want to fight him!"

"Zhanfeng, you are an eighth-grade person in the immortal realm, bullying a fifth-grade, are you afraid that others will say you have a thick skin?"

"Then what's so scary!" Zhan Feng said with a smile: "Martial artist is strong or weak, realm is the most intuitive embodiment, but how many hole cards in the hand, what kind of strength, who knows!"

Hearing this, Zhan Tianling nodded and said: "You finally said something right!"

"Hey..."

Hearing Zhan Tianling's praise, Zhan Feng smiled, just smiled, but he felt that Zhan Tianling's words seemed to praise him, but it seemed to hurt him...

Only at this moment, the crowd is already noisy.

Mu Yun's figure arrived as promised.

But this time, on the Fengming Party's side, no one showed up.

"Coming early?"

Mu Yun was taken aback for a moment.

Just looking at the hour, it has already arrived.

But the Fengming Party didn't seem to come alone.

I have accepted the challenge, so let's not miss the appointment!

But at this moment, everyone is waiting patiently.

Beautiful women always have some privileges, such as... the right to be late!

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun simply sat cross-legged and ignored it.

Anyway, it will come anyway. Since he doesn't appear now, Mu Yun doesn't want to be watched as a monkey, so he just sits down and practices.

Recently, Xiao Zhoutian's movement of immortal energy has become more and more familiar, but he still wants to wait a little longer.

The operation of a big week is not just a combination of sixty small weeks and days.

Mu Yun sat down cross-legged, time passed bit by bit, and gradually, at noon, the sun turned into a setting sun.

The waiting crowd was already impatient.

Even some people are already screaming.

But at this moment, one after another, walking on the afterglow of the setting sun, only slowly appeared.

Looking closely, these figures are exactly those disciples of the Fengming Party.

The first person, wearing a white long skirt and slim legs, is filled with a fantasy space under the rays of the setting sun.

Fengming Party sleeves-Feng Ruyi!

And beside Feng Ruyi, a woman in a short knee-length skirt walks frivolously, with a touch of agility, giving people a very strange feeling.

Feng Xian'er, Feng Ruyi's right-hand man!

The other female disciples came in groups, mingling with each other, laughing and playing.

Beautiful sunset pictures!

Seeing this scene, many male disciples shamelessly forgot that this is a game.

Seeing those beautiful disciples coming along, they immediately blew and whistled, cheering and encouraging.

Really make people wait and see!

However, who made the Fengming Party be one of the four super parties of the Yiyejian Sect, and almost 80% of the female disciples of the Yiyejian Sect were gathered!

"Sorry for being late!"

Xiao Mei stepped onto the ring, looked at Mu Yun on the opposite side, and said with a smile.

This smile, coupled with the twisted waist of the water snake, and the snow-white light on his chest, immediately caused some disciples present to scream.

"It's okay, can you start?"

Mu Yun didn't care.

A smile appeared on his face, and the whole person looked like a gentleman.

"Mom sells batches, so I waited so long for a long stinky skin!"

It's just that in Mu Yun's heart, he changed to a different look and directly cursed.

Late? Eat from noon to nightfall.

Had it not been for the master's order, he would have left the house long ago.

"In that case, let the game begin!"

Xiao Mei smiled lightly, her demeanor was crazy.

"it is good!"

The words fell, this time, Mu Yun didn't mean anything, and Hei Yinjian shot directly.

With the sword coming out, Mu Yun's whole aura was also rapidly rising at this moment.

Five Pinren fairy peak!

Many people can feel this kind of momentum at a glance.

Every realm has the breath and oppression of every realm.

At this moment, Mu Yun, even though he was at the peak of the Fifth Grade Immortal Realm, he had a strong aura and a sense of oppression, but in front of Xiao Mei, it was no different!

Because he... is still a fifth-grade immortal!

"Brother pastor, you challenge me, but you have to act lightly. My body is weak. If it's not an opponent, it's broken, you have to be responsible!"

Xiao Mei's words made the hearts of many disciples present melt.

"Senior Sister Xiao Mei, don't worry, your body is weak, and I will beat and beat for you. It just happens to be very strong!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Mei's face was cold, and she stepped straight out.

Bang bang bang...

There were loud bangs, and the long sword was unsheathed in front of Xiao Mei.

Son and mother sword!

One sword is three feet six inches long, but the other sword is like a dagger.

Holding a long sword in her right hand and a short sword in her left hand, Xiao Mei shot directly.

Ding Ding...

Suddenly, the sound of fighting on the court was light and dingling, and the two figures suddenly fought together.

And seeing this scene, everyone present suddenly felt that the good show was about to begin!

Xiao Mei's shot looked soft and boneless, but when Jianfeng approached Mu Yun, her whole body suddenly tightened, and her chest and buttocks were trembling and rippled.

In this game, the disciples who watched the game did not see the battle between the two, but the happy scene of Xiao Mei.

And seeing this scene, the female disciples of the Fengming Party were scolding one by one, and their faces flushed.

These lascivious disciples should have dug their eyes.

But as the two played against each other, some of the disciples who came to watch had discovered clues.

Xiao Mei was also suppressed by Mu Yun!

Although they don't want to believe it, this is true.

Xiao Mei was being constantly suppressed by Mu Yun.

This time, Mu Yun's swordsmanship carried a very peculiar trajectory.

It was very different from the previous fight against Lu Xiao.

"Big Brother Zhan, this Mu Yun's swordsmanship... so irritable!"

Lu Xiao couldn't help saying: "Last time, his swordsmanship looked arrogant and powerful, but this time, his swordsmanship has changed, becoming...sharp!"

"Ok!"

Zhan Tianling slowly said: "This son's understanding of swordsmanship surpasses all of us. I am afraid that only the prince can stand shoulder to shoulder. The fifth-grade immortal realm has such a deep understanding of swordsmanship. He has reached the realm of immortality. Just like the faction master, become a terrifying swordsman!"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly felt surprised.

The same as the faction master...how it is possible!

However, the thought of Mu Yun condensing the sword world in the fifth-grade immortal realm is indeed shocking.