What? Miao Qingyun lost?

Hearing this, the disciples on the "top of the mountain" suddenly became excited.

Miao Qingyun is the strongest person of the younger generation in the Miao family and Tianbao world. No one can compare with him. Even he lost to Mu Yun?

How can it be!

"Well, my grandson, Miao Qing, can certainly withstand failure!" Miao Qing praised him: "Okay, you two can recover. Miao Qingyun, you alone will bear the loss of the martial arts arena."

"Master Miao is serious!"

Mu Yun cupped his hands and said, "I competed with Miao Qingyun in swordsmanship. We are both superior and inferior. How can we fail?"

"Brother Yun, there is no need to cover up for me!"

Miao Qingyun calmly stretched out her palms.

At this moment, blood was dripping out between his sleeves. The Wuque sword held in his right arm was completely adhered to his palm. He was not holding the sword, but the sword was close to him.

"If you lose, you lose. And even if the swordsmanship is even, I know that Brother Yun's strongest point is not his swordsmanship. A real life-and-death battle will never reach this point."

Miao Qingyun said calmly: "And I have always used my power to compete in swordsmanship at the fourth level of life and death. Compared with Brother Yun, who is at the third level of life and death, it is difficult to resist to this point."

Miao Qingyun was already so calm, and Mu Yun seemed to be being artificial if he tried to force the two of them to draw a tie.

"This battle really wins my heart!"

Mu Yun raised his sword and saluted.

"Haha, in this battle, I have a deeper understanding of swordsmanship. Thank you so much, Brother Yun!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, showing no false affection for each other.

Mu Yun was happy in his heart.

This Miao Qingyun is a real swordsman.

Along the way, he saw only two such swordsmen.

One is his apprentice Mo Yang. Although this kid looks out of shape, he still has a deep obsession with swords. Every time he practices and encounters a sword, he becomes very focused.

There is another person who is the Young Master of Tianjian Mountain—Zhou Zijian!

But I haven't seen him for a few years, so I don't know how well Zhou Zijian is practicing with his two-handed sword today.

Without competing in terms of strength, Mu Yun really wanted to have a few fights with him in terms of swordsmanship alone.

The battle was over, and at this moment, everyone dared to let go of their hanging hearts.

Since then, the Miaojia martial arts field defense formation has been specially increased to a three-layer defense formation for this purpose.

…

At night, there was singing and dancing in the Miao Family Hall. Master Miao Qing held a special feast in order to bring the wind and cleanse Muyun.

"Mu Yun, come on, let me have a drink!"

"good!"

There was a big battle during the day. At this moment, Mu Yun looked lively and vigorous, and Miao Qingyun also recovered as before.

As the master of Tianbao's small world, Miaojia naturally has a lot of elixirs. With this consumption, just taking out some elixirs is enough for the two of them to recover.

"Haha, you boy, when I saw you in Beiyun City, I felt that you were not a thing in the pool, but a real dragon who would rise to the sky when encountering a storm. It seems that my vision was right back then!

"

"Master Miao is so complimentary!"

In fact, Mu Yun also saw something extraordinary about Master Miao back then, but at that time, his level was really too low. He had good eyesight but not strength, so he couldn't see the deeper aspects at all.

At this moment, Mu Yun and Miao Qing were sitting at the top, while the disciples below were drinking and chatting, and the atmosphere was lively.

"Master Miao, Xianyu is the reincarnation of the Nine Spirits Miao Qinglian, and the soul of the fairy flower is sealed in his body. Did you bring him into the small world of pale yellow, did you ask an expert to take action?"

Miao Qing was slightly startled when she heard Mu Yun mention this.

"Do you also know the secrets of the Eastern Wasteland?"

"Yeah!" Mu Yun nodded.

Tianyun Continent, Zhongzhou, Donghuang, Nanman, Beidi, Western Desert and the five lands of the Eastern Wilderness. Mu Yun once served as a national advisor in the Eastern Wilderness.

He only had a glimpse of the underground world under the wild mountain, but the old man and the fire dragon left a great impression on him.

Moreover, the old man left a little green light on his chest. Later, when he fought with Yun Lang, if it were not for the miraculous effect of the green light, he would have died long ago.

But he didn't know who the old man was.

"Back then, I was dormant in Beiyun City. I originally wanted to take a look at the amazing place called the Burial God Mountain Range tens of thousands of years ago. But later, I accidentally found that huge place in the eastern wasteland of the Tianyun Continent.

barren mountain!"

"It's just that the senior thought that I had some relationship with someone, so he gave me the opportunity to save Xianyu's life. In the end, I also left the little pale world."

Miao Qing recalled: "Canghuang Little World, my Tianbao Little World will probably not go there unless necessary!"
Chapter completed!