Wutou Zhuang You was stunned for a moment before shouting angrily: "I let you speak nonsense! You can just wait for a mere mortal, can you compete with my Heavenly Court?! Joke!!" Lin Miao immediately grinned and said, "Zhuangshangxian, we didn't say we were fighting against the Heavenly Court. But we were just fighting against you... it's more than enough!" After that, Lin Miao looked at Mu Wushuang and whispered seriously: "Mu Tou, don't worry about me, just treat him as an ordinary martial artist. Although he is a god, he is almost the same as an ordinary monster at the moment!"

Mu Wushuang nodded without looking back: "Rat, don't you say, I can see it too - Shangxian Zhuangyou? Go and die!" As Mu Wushuang used all his internal strength, the blue light on Ju Luojian's sword body suddenly turned pale green, and a sharp and evil aura like a knife exploded. Zhuangyou was so shocked that he immediately took two steps back and shouted even more angrily: "Ignorance! You ignorant servants who are ignorant of the sky and the earth are dying!"

Mu Wushuang could not hear Zhuang You shouting wildly. He raised his sword and aimed at Zhuang You's heart. He immediately handed his left arm. Ju Luojian shone with a faint green light and poked Zhuang You's heart. Zhuang You did not dodge or resist, but instead threw the Nuozhi forward very quickly. At the same time, Mu Wushuang felt that his feet were slipping and unstable. Ju Luojian also tilted downwards with him and stabbed Zhuang You's stomach hard.

Zhuang You obviously endured the severe pain and still shouted arrogantly in his belly, "A lowly monster, you can't kill me! But I have already put your accomplices on the spot, hahaha..." Mu Wushuang's mind was gone, and Zhuang You didn't listen to the rest of the curse, but turned his head slowly, and saw the Nuozhi Sword inserted straight into Lin Miao's left waist. Lin Miao's face was slightly astonished, and his limbs spread out and his joints were lying stiffly on the ground. The wound caused by the Nuozhi Sword, the heated blood slowly soaked through Lin Miao's clothes, and bypassed the ice and mysterious mist under Lin Miao's body, wet the soil around the mysterious mist.

Mu Wushuang stared at Lin Miao with wide eyes. The golden light of the Nuozhi sword suddenly flashed and flew back to Zhuang's right hand. Zhuang You saw Mu Wushuang still twisting his body and looking back at Lin Miao, as if he was fixed. He quietly picked up the long sword and pointed his right foot at Mu Wushuang's heart. Zhuang You took advantage of the mysterious mist and the opportunity to be stunned with Mu Wushuang, but he was determined to win, but he knew that the Juluo sword in Mu Wushuang's hand slashed a green light without any warning, roaring and shattering the left half of Tianyu's flying armor.

Zhuang You screamed strangely, and took five or six steps back to stop the trembling divine armor. At this time, the Ju Luo Sword in Mu Wushuang's hand was completely covered by green flames. Mu Wushuang was still staring at Lin Miao, who had stiff limbs. After a while, he slowly lowered Ju Luo Sword to the ground. Then Mu Wushuang smiled like a demon like a ghost, and suddenly exerted force on his wrist, and inserted Ju Luo Sword deeply into the ice fog.

The manic demonic aura of Ju Luojian was filled with the entire mysterious mist in a short while. Zhuang You saw that his mysterious mist was like a dying cattle and sheep, slowly becoming uninspired. In his horror, he couldn't help but raise his sword and recite a few magic spells. The cloak of Tianyu's flying armor turned into a long white silk, and slowly floated towards the sky with Zhuang You. Mu Wushuang closed his eyes silently, feeling a ball of golden light flying higher and higher behind him. Mu Wushuang turned around, held the Ju Luojian with the demonic flames four times in his hand, slowly lowered his body, and then stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot, and immediately flew towards Zhuang You like a bow and arrow.

Zhuang You roared in anger: "Monster! How dare you..." Before Mu Wushuang could finish his words, the Quluo sword in his hand had turned into a green ring, splitting the left leg of Tianyu Flying Armor into pieces. A ball of golden light flashed in the air, and Tianyu Flying Armor instantly turned into a ball of broken cloth armor, scattered onto the ground.

Mu Wushuang fell to the ground with expressionless expression, her mind was still blank, and her heart seemed to stop beating, but she kept silently chanting: "Lin Miao, you wouldn't die like this, right? How could you die? If you die, uncle must... Huh? No!" When Mu Wushuang saw Lin Miao's wound, he suddenly thought of something, and then walked to Lin Miao with an angry face and shouted: "Stop pretending! Get out of here!"

Lin Miao was still lying on the ground with stiff limbs. Mu Wushuang looked at the bloodstains under Lin Miao's body, and was even more convinced. He immediately raised his right foot and shouted: "Okay! Mouse, don't move if you have sex!" As Mu Wushuang said that, he stepped hard on Lin Miao's crotch.

Lin Miao grabbed Mu Wushuang's ankle, pressed the wound on his body with the other hand and sat up and said, "What are you doing? I haven't married yet!" Mu Wushuang retracted his right foot and said unhappily: "You came up with this bitter plan to force me out of my demonic power?" Lin Miao stood up with a smile, touched the wound and said slowly: "It's not bitter or bitter, Zhuang You's grandson, is still far from hurting me... Okay, for single-wheel martial arts." As he said, Lin Miao glanced at Mu Wushuang, and the Juluo Jian in Mu Wushuang's hand had long returned to his original appearance.

Mu Wushuang also looked at the Ju Luojian in his hand, and then said nervously: "Nuozhi Sword is very sharp. Are you really okay?" Lin Miao tilted the acupoint to stop the bleeding from the wound, and waved his hand and said: "I forgot that sword you stabbed Miss Gao? I also learned it from you. The Nuozhi Sword is just sharper and harder. If there was a demonic power of the Ju Luojian, I would have died long ago."

After looking at each other for a moment, Lin Miao asked curiously: "Mu Tou, the flame on Ju Luojian's body just now seemed to be quite powerful. Is it yours or its?" Mu Wushuang thought for a while, shook his head helplessly: "It's Ju Luojian." Lin Miao continued to ask with expectant face: "Then can you still use it now?" Mu Wushuang hesitated for a moment, then used his internal strength to hold the hilt of Ju Luojian tightly. But even if Mu Wushuang was sweating all his internal strength and used his hands to pinch Ju Luojian's hilt, the green flame never appeared again.

Lin Miao shook his head and sighed: "It seems that Ju Luojian will become so powerful when he senses your demonic power - it is indeed a gentleman sword that protects the master - or he is also quite stingy." Mu Wushuang could only put Ju Luojian awkwardly and said: "In other words, only by fighting with others next time can you see Ju Luojian's strength." Lin Miao hugged his head with both hands and turned around and said: "You have no choice but to have your demonic power blocked. Let's go back to Shoumaxia. If it's too late, Mr. Di will have to come out to find us."

Mu Wushuang smiled and said, "Are you collecting the corpse for us? OK. By the way, rat, your wound - is it really okay?" Lin Miao touched the wound on his waist, and mu Wushuang curled his lips with a white look: "Didn't I just said it! I have planned the position, but it's just a skin injury. Zhuang You's sword is not comparable to Ju Luo, it's just a little sharper. Why are you nagging like uncle?" As they said that, both of them used their light skills to speed towards Shoumaxia. When they arrived at Shoumaxia, Di Kai was still standing where the three of them were separated, and his posture had not changed, and it seemed that they had never moved.
Chapter completed!