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Fighting Merciless Blood
When the nine Burning Sky Swords appeared, killing intent appeared all over Mu Yun's body.
"Cutting the tendons in his arms and legs, is that it?"
Mu Yun held Ling Mingxuan's body with her left hand, and with her right hand, she swung her sword. Four sword lights shot out at this moment.
The four sword lights directly sealed the tendons in Ling Mingxuan's arms and legs.
With a plop, Ling Mingxuan's body fell to the ground, and he could not move at all.
"Wuuu …"
Ling Mingxuan was in so much pain that tears flowed out. He looked at Mu Yun and said, "You will die a horrible death. You will die a horrible death. Mu Yun, don't be proud. Why do you think our Spirit Realm chose Blood Realm and not you?"
"To tell you the truth, Xue Yun is from the God Realm. He has the support of the Blood Race of the God Realm's Ten Great God Races. Can you win against him? If I die today, don't think about living either! "
"I see …"
At this moment, Mu Yun's eyes were calm. She said, "I finally understand why you treat my disciple so cruelly!"
As her words fell, the nine Burning Sky Swords stabbed into Ling Mingxuan's chest.
The nine auras in Ling Mingxuan's body kept stirring up his organs, but they did not let him die.
A heart-wrenching scream sounded at this moment.
Ling Mingxuan's body kept trembling as he growled. The power that entered his body tortured him to the point that he could not speak.
"Stop!"
At this moment, a shout suddenly sounded.
In the distance, the sound of air being torn apart could be heard. The auras of those figures were all very powerful.
Looking carefully, it was the Spirit Pavilion's Pavilion Master, Ling Qingtian, who was also the current leader of Spirit Realm.
Beside him, the upper echelons of Spirit Pavilion stood.
Among those people, Mu Yun also saw familiar faces.
Those were the people who were the upper echelons of Spirit Pavilion when he was still here.
"Ling Qingtian, you're here!"
Seeing Ling Qingtian, Lin Yu's sword spun in Ling Mingxuan's body, causing Ling Mingxuan to scream continuously.
"I said, stop!"
Ling Qingtian could not help but shout.
"Does your heart hurt?"
Mu Yun looked at Ling Qingtian and said indifferently, "If you're heartbroken, then you should know how heartbroken I was when I saw my disciple!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Ling Qingtian's gaze descended onto Ye Qiu, and he was clearly stunned.
"Mu Yun, this is all a misunderstanding. Stop!"
"Misunderstanding? I only see my disciple's miserable appearance. Even if you have a great reason, I, Mu Yun, will not listen! "
Mu Yun sneered and said, "Ling Qingtian, you and I are both the Ten Great Immortal Kings. Of course, that was in the past. As one of the Ten Great Immortal Kings, you should know what to do. Attacking a junior like this, are you still worthy of being one of the Ten Great Immortal Kings? "
"Mu Yun, stop!"
Ling Qingtian was still concerned about his son and said, "I've already let my daughter go with you. What else do you want?"
"Follow me? Haha … "
Mu Yun laughed loudly and said, "Did Master leave with me? She was forced away by your Spirit Realm. Logically speaking, your Spirit Realm has a number one Alchemy Immortal and one of the Ten Great Immortal Kings. You should support her, but what did you do? It's fine if you don't support her, but you've repeatedly gone against my Cloud Alliance. Do you really think that I don't know about your disgusting actions in private when you don't do anything on the surface? "
The more Mu Yun spoke, the angrier he became.
He had never been able to resolve the grievances that Meng Zimo had suffered.
Today, he would settle the old and new grudges together.
"Let my son go first. I can help you treat Ye Qiu!" Ling Qingtian said at this moment, "You should know how serious your disciple's injuries are!"
Hearing this, Mu Yun's eyes were filled with mockery.
"Ling Qingtian, are you … that naive?"
"Don't tell me you've forgotten that I, Mu Yun, am an Alchemy Emperor? I am naturally able to heal my disciple's injuries! "
"Then you can heal his bloodline injuries as well, right?"
However, as soon as Mu Yun finished speaking, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded at this moment.
The people behind Ling Qingtian opened up a path, and a figure slowly walked out.
Seeing this person, Mu Yun's pupils constricted.
"Cold Blood!"
Mu Yun's eyes were filled with helplessness as she spat out these three words.
"Let me ask you, where is Xue Xiao?"
"You don't deserve to know where my ancestor is!" Cold Blood said coldly, "Mu Yun, have you awakened your Shepherds bloodline talent? The bloodline injury on Ye Qiu's body is the bloodline talent of my Blood Clan. Can you cure it? "
At this moment, Cold Blood looked at Mu Yun with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
However, when he heard this, Mu Yun fell silent. His eyes were fixed on Cold Blood.
"Why are you looking at me like this?"
"I'm wondering if you're still the Cold Blood of the past. How did your father and son, Cold Blood and Blood One, become like this?"
"Because we're from the Blood Clan, and you, Mu Yun, are from the Shepherds. Am I right?"
Cold Blood sneered and said, "Your father specially planned for you to become Immortal King Mu. In this life, Mu Yun's identity also wants you to change your soul aura and bring you back to the Divine Realm. No one will recognize you, and no one will know your identity as the Nine-fate Emperor!"
"Then, he will assist you as the Young Patriarch of the Shepherds and help you grow, unify the Divine Realm, and wash away the humiliation of the Shepherds back then!"
"I have to say, Mu Yun, your father is really talented and bold. You can't find a second person in the entire Divine Realm who can get along with you like this. But after all, the Blood Clan is an existence second only to the Shepherds. The other Divine Clans may not know, but how can the Blood Clan not know?"
"Sometimes, what you see is only a small part of the whole picture. In this vast world, the minor worlds, the Immortal World, and the God World, it might seem like they're separated forever, but the truth is that they're all closely connected.
Cold Blood's every word carried an aura of disdain for the world. He looked at Mu Yun as if he was looking at a small figure. It was ridiculous and silly!
"I don't know anything!"
Mu Yun muttered to herself and smiled bitterly. "I only know that Blood Owl and I are brothers. I was very sad when he died, so I tried my best to compensate you and Blood One. But I didn't expect that all of this was just a conspiracy!"
"The Blood Clan has really invested a lot. They spent tens of thousands of years to plot against me, Mu Yun!"
"Ignorant!"
Cold Blood snorted and said, "What do you know now? It's just a pitiful thing! "
"Yes, I am pitiful!"
Mu Yun laughed at herself and said, "I pitifully treated Blood Owl as my good brother. I pitifully helped you and your father and imparted my Shepherds' Immortal Blood Codex to you. In turn, I received endless ridicule from you!"
As Mu Yun spoke, she held the nine Heaven Burning Swords in her hand. Crazy power swept out from the swords, and Ling Mingxuan's body exploded with crackling sounds.
"Mingxuan!"
Seeing this scene, Ling Qingtian's eyes turned red.
"I am very pitiful, but …"
Mu Yun suddenly raised her head and looked at Ling Qingtian and Cold Blood. She said indifferently, "The two of you should be even more pitiful!"
"Blood One is dead. Cold Blood, you can only watch as your son is killed by me. What can you do? Ling Mingxuan is dead, and you, Ling Qingtian, are one of the ten great Immortal Kings. You have no opponent under the Immortal Emperor. What can you do? "
Looking at the two of them, Mu Yun said in a light tone, "The two of you can only watch!"
"Although I was blind and misjudged the two of you, I can make up for the mistakes I made. As long as … I kill the two of you!"
As her words fell, Mu Yun waved her long sword and directly charged towards the two of them.
At this moment, Ling Qingtian was enraged and had already lost his mind. How could he not be angry when he saw his son being killed in front of him?
However, Mu Yun's target was not him at all.
"Puppet Colossus, kill!"
In an instant, the Puppet Colossus appeared in front of Mu Yun. It roared and charged towards Ling Qingtian.
As one of the ten great Immortal Kings, Ling Qingtian's attack was very domineering.
However, no matter how domineering it was, Mu Yun believed that the Puppet Colossus would definitely be able to resist it!
And the person he wanted to kill, the person he wanted to deal with, was Cold Blood!
At this moment, seeing Mu Yun charging towards him, Cold Blood's expression was indifferent, without the slightest fear.
A Death God Scythe appeared in his hand.
The scythe was three meters long, and the blade was as wide as a palm. It emitted a faint cold light and stretched out nearly half a meter.
"Mu Yun, do you still think that I, Cold Blood, am the same Cold Blood who once respectfully addressed you as Senior Mu?"
"I'll let you see how powerful the innate bloodline of the Blood Clan is!"
Cold Blood held the Death God Scythe tightly with both hands. Upon closer inspection, the Death God Scythe was extremely compatible with Cold Blood. It was obvious that it was also an Emperor Grade Immortal Artifact.
The two figures collided, and a hissing sound rang out in the air.
Immediately, the two figures retreated rapidly.
"Half-emperor Realm!"
"Half-emperor Realm!"
Almost at the same time, Mu Yun and Cold Blood exclaimed as they looked at each other.
"I didn't expect you to reach the Half-emperor Realm from a second-rate Immortal King so quickly!" After Cold Blood recovered from his shock, he said calmly, "It seems that I've underestimated you!"
"I also didn't expect that you, who used to be so amiable, would be like this now!"
Cold Blood was different from all the enemies she had faced before.
Now, Mu Yun was almost certain that Cold Blood was a member of the Blood Clan from the God Clan.
Moreover, she was even more certain that Xue Yun's identity was not simple. Xue Xiao was not dead, and … Xue Yun might even be Xue Xiao!
However, no matter how she judged it, Cold Blood was a member of the Blood Clan, and it was very likely that he had awakened his innate bloodline.
The Blood Clan was a powerful existence in the God Clan, second only to the Shepherds.
What was his innate bloodline?
Mu Yun did not want to ask Gui Yi or her grandfather, Mu Fengchen.
No matter what innate bloodline it was, Cold Blood must die today!
The nine Heaven Burning Swords were brandished at this moment, and a powerful Sword Principle shrouded the area layer by layer.
A crazy aura spread out. At this moment, Mu Yun's surrounding domain erupted one after another.
At this moment, Cold Blood was even more so.
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