Within a moment, a pitiful cry was heard in the air, and countless rock fragments collapsed and turned into powder.

Haoshan's figure fell from the air like a torn sack, his body was covered with scars, and he fainted.

Shi Mu waved his hand and wiped away the residual blood from his mouth, then floated down from the air and landed in front of Xu Yuan. His face was pale, and it was obvious that the energy in his body had been exhausted.

Xu Yuan glanced at Shi Mu with complicated eyes, handed two blue jade slabs into his hands, and said with deep meaning:

"Junior brother Shi is very skilled. If I'm not mistaken, your weapon seems to be the Eighteen-Tian Cudgel, and it seems to be a little different."

"Senior Brother Xu has a keen eye. I am just slightly improving this stick technique and integrating it with the exercises I am practicing." Shi Mu said.

"That's it." Xu Yuan nodded slightly.

"I've troubled you a lot, Senior Brother Xu, so I'll say goodbye!"

After Shi Mu finished speaking, he put away the cyan jade plate without looking at Lu Qing and the others, then turned around and left.

Speaking of which, when he first arrived on the second floor, he didn't intend to be too showy, but since someone brought the spiritual waterfall to his door, he was naturally disrespectful.
Chapter completed!