Flesh of the Fighting Ghost
"Huh?"
The young man was startled when he heard the crack.
"It's Chen Yuan. What is he doing? Why is he only replying to me now!? "The young man frowned.
With a wave of his hand, one of the crystals in his hand shattered into pieces.
"Brother Lu Yuan, avenge me!"
A voice could be heard.
Several illusionary figures appeared in front of the young man. It was the scene of Mu Yun killing a few people.
"Three sacred Immortal Swords. That kid went to look for treasures behind my back!"
Lu Yuan harrumphed and mumbled to himself, "He was killed before he could find them. Who is he? Mu Yun … sounds familiar … "
"That being said, I might ignore you after killing the disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect, but I can't just give you the three sacred Immortal Swords for free!"
Lu Yuan glanced at the people in the distance and yelled, "Get the f * * k back here, get the f * * k back here!"
"Now, come with me and leave this place at once!"
"Brother Lu Yuan, don't you want the cores of the immortal beasts?"
"Want, want your head!"
Lu Yuan cursed, "Now, come with me. There's a huge deal waiting for us!"
"A huge deal?"
One of the disciples chuckled, "Should we tell Brother Lu Shan? He's a first-grade Great Golden Immortal, and he said …"
"Tell me, tell me!"
Lu Yuan punched the disciple on the head and said, "It's always Lu Shan talking. Are you following me, Lu Yuan, or Lu Shan?"
Lu Yuan said furiously, "Remember this, find a guy called Mu Yun. He has some good treasures on him. Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you mess it up, don't blame me for being merciless!"
"Got it!"
The group immediately left the place.
At this moment, Mu Yun was unaware of all this.
Chen Yuan was only his underling in the Blood Fiend Sect.
Now that he had found the sacred Immortal Swords without telling him, he deserved to die.
However, the reason he was looking for Mu Yun was not for revenge, but for the three sacred Immortal Swords.
That was a Saint Grade Immortal Artifact!
Just thinking about it made Lu Yuan very excited.
The group of people galloped towards the Abyssal Abyss.
On the other side, Mu Yun had already left the tower, but she couldn't get out of the vortex for the time being.
This spatial vortex seemed to open every once in a while.
Mu Yun decided to cultivate inside.
Along the way, his cultivation had risen rapidly. It was much better than his bitter cultivation.
The most important reason was that he had encountered some powerful opponents and some strange places that could raise his cultivation level everywhere.
This kind of improvement was really comfortable.
But now was not the time to be proud.
At the very least, he had yet to meet a Perfected Golden Immortal. Once he met one, he would still have to run.
After waiting for about half a month, the vortex opened again.
Mu Yun's figure appeared in the forest.
"Phew … We're finally out. It seems like there are many good places in this mystic realm. We need to search for them slowly!" Mu Yun exhaled.
At this moment, a crackling sound suddenly sounded.
Behind Mu Yun, several figures charged out without warning.
Mu Yun reacted quickly and killed them with a backhand slash of her sword.
Screams sounded, and three figures fell to the ground.
Clap, clap, clap …
Right at this moment, the clear sound of a slap was heard. Dozens of figures gathered from all directions.
"Amazing, amazing!"
The young man in the lead clapped his hands and applauded. "I carefully arranged the assassination and hid here for ten days. You actually reacted in an instant. It seems that I really underestimated you!"
"Who are you?"
Mu Yun asked coldly when she saw the person who came.
"Why do you care who I am?"
The man snorted. "You killed my people and snatched my people's treasures. Mu Yun, hand over the three Saint Grade Immortal Swords. I'll consider letting you die a little faster!"
Hearing this, Mu Yun roughly understood.
This person was most likely notified by the people in the pagoda before they died.
However, seeing this scene, Mu Yun shook her head.
"I definitely can't give you the three Saint Grade Immortal Artifacts. However, what you said just now makes sense!"
"Hmm?"
"I'll also consider letting you die a little faster!"
"You're courting death!"
Lu Yuan immediately shouted. "All of you, get lost. Don't let him run away. I'll kill this kid with my own hands."
"Yes!"
The rest of the people immediately stepped aside.
They knew Lu Yuan's temper.
As for Lu Yuan's strength, there was no doubt about it.
Mu Yun was a mere eighth-grade Golden Immortal. She was not a big deal.
Dozens of people immediately spread out in all directions, spreading out a thousand meters away. They were ready to see how Lu Yuan would kill Mu Yun.
However, at this moment, the Youyu Sword appeared in Mu Yun's hand. She looked at Lu Yuan and did not intend to run at all.
"You're not running?"
"Why should I run?"
Mu Yun smiled.
"I've just advanced to the eighth-grade Golden Immortal Realm. I'm using you to practice. If I run away, how aggrieved would that be!"
The Youyu Sword in Mu Yun's hand swayed. She became more cautious.
This Lu Yuan was a ninth-grade Golden Immortal. Although he had killed a ninth-grade Golden Immortal when he was a seventh-grade Golden Immortal, this guy was not the same.
Mu Yun could feel that the aura on his body had become stronger.
However, the stronger it was, the stronger Mu Yun's fighting spirit became.
"You still want to fight with me? Fine, fine, fine. I'll satisfy you. Come, come, come. If you can hurt me today, I'll call you Grandpa! "
Lu Yuan smiled contemptuously. He looked at Mu Yun with ridicule.
An eighth-grade Golden Immortal dared to put on an act in front of him.
"You're not going to fight back?"
"I'll let you have three moves. If you can touch me within three moves, I'll call you Grandpa. Come, come!" Lu Yuan waved his hand indifferently.
"Alright!"
Mu Yun looked at Lu Yuan's confident look and could not help but smile in her heart.
However, she was not careless at this moment.
Lu Yuan had this confidence. Firstly, he looked down on her. Secondly, this guy had a certain level of strength.
As her words fell, the Youyu Sword in Mu Yun's hand bloomed with rays of light.
"Purple Qi from the East!"
Sword Qi whistled as she swung her sword. Violent Sword Qi surged in front of Mu Yun. The Law of Space and the Nirvana Sword Realm surged and charged toward Lu Yuan.
Whoosh …
The hum of a sword rang out as Mu Yun waved his sword. Lu Yuanyi instantly felt a wave of pressure coming at him.
Clang …
Without saying a word, a soft armor appeared on the surface of Lu Yuan's body.
The soft armor was completely black. It appeared on the surface of Lu Yuan's body and was particularly eye-catching.
Even so, the power of Mu Yun's sword and the tyrannical vibrations caused Lu Yuan to retreat continuously.
Dull thuds sounded. At this moment, power exploded from Mu Yun's body.
Lu Yuan bore all the power and retreated step by step. He groaned and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"You …"
"Are you calling me Grandpa?" Mu Yun said slowly.
"I'll call you Grandpa!"
Lu Yuan was furious.
He did not expect Mu Yun, who was only an eighth-grade Golden Immortal, to be able to unleash such tyrannical strength.
This was simply unbelievable.
"What? Didn't you say you would let me have three moves? "
"You're courting death!"
How could Lu Yuan endure Mu Yun's mockery at this moment?
He took a step forward and condensed his aura. At this moment, he stood up arrogantly.
At this moment, an aura bloomed from Lu Yuan's body.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun was stunned.
This was … the Body of the War Ghost!
The Body of the War Ghost. It sounded like a strange name, but such a physique was very rare.
Once a martial artist awakened the Body of the War Ghost, he would be like an evil spirit. However, he would also have terrifying combat power.
If one underestimated it, they would definitely pay a painful price.
Stimulating such a physique could allow a martial artist to awaken twice their combat power. Most importantly, this physique had a strange change.
"I didn't expect you to have the Body of the War Ghost. No wonder …"
"Oh? You know about the Body of the War Ghost? "
Lu Yuan laughed and said, "Kid, you made me vomit blood just now. Now, I've decided to play you to death!"
"The Body of the War Ghost is very powerful, but I don't know how much you can control!"
After Mu Yun finished speaking, he looked at Lu Yuan with a cold look in his eyes.
"It's enough to kill you!"
Boom …
Suddenly, a black tentacle appeared behind Lu Yuan's back.
The black tentacle seemed to be Lu Yuan's third arm. It grew out of Lu Yuan's body.
At the same time, a blade grew out of the third arm.
The blade was only a meter long, but it was full of sawteeth, giving people a terrifying feeling.
"I'll let you see to what extent my Body of the War Ghost has reached. However, the price is heavy. You'll have to pay with your life to see it!"
Lu Yuan attacked immediately after he finished speaking.
At this moment, the dozens of onlookers cheered.
They had long known that Lu Yuan had the Body of the War Ghost.
Moreover, Lu Yuan was a ninth grade Golden Immortal. Other than a Golden Immortal, who could fight him?
They were willing to follow Lu Yuan because of his tyrannical strength.
At this moment, everyone was excited. They wanted to see how Mu Yun, this arrogant guy, would die.
Rumble …
Rumble after rumble rang out. The two were fighting in the mountain forest. The entire mountain forest was completely destroyed.
Between the two figures, immortal weapons crisscrossed, turning into flying killer weapons to attack each other.
At this moment, Mu Yun did not care about this at all.
Her heart was calm. She attacked with her sword without the slightest panic.
Lu Yuan's every violent attack was neutralized by her.
Under such circumstances, Lu Yuan's heart became more and more angry.
Looking at Mu Yun's face, it became more and more gloomy.
"Evil Ghost Travel!"
Suddenly, Lu Yuan roared. The third arm behind him held the sawtooth blade in an instant and attacked.
The third arm's speed soared, and it ran all the way. Its speed became faster and faster, dazzling the eyes.
"Slash!"
With a low shout, Lu Yuan's third arm doubled its speed. The blade slashed directly at Mu Yun's head.
With a swoosh, Mu Yun's figure retreated quickly. However, the blade still hung on Mu Yun's long hair. A few strands of hair fell down.
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